Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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If even Gawain could not defeat him, he would certainly not challenge his father, who had become a god.

Only Star Spirits can participate in battles of that level.

“Those who participate in the Holy Eradication will either be sent to Xuanzhou or will be subject to Holy Punishment.”

"Child of the Stars, answer me."

"Why interfere with my decision to save humanity, which is destined to disappear due to its abnormality?"

The silver god with the lion mask silently watched Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She showed no murderous intent or fighting spirit, which ironically made Fujimaru Ritsuka feel a sense of pressure.

"why?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked directly at the [god] and asked.

"what why?"

"Why slaughter innocent people? Even if they weren't chosen, they could have just been exiled! Why did you have to kill them? I can't understand the point of coming here."

"It doesn't have any special meaning; it's simply more efficient."

The Lion King's voice was devoid of any emotion: "I love humanity and cannot bear to see them perish. Therefore, I will preserve the noble souls of humanity and grant them eternal salvation."

“Give finite life the power of eternity, answer me, child of the stars. Don’t you exist in the same way? Then what is wrong with my actions? My actions are gentle and just for humanity.”

""

Fujimaru Ritsuka quietly watched the Lion King.

"Feel sorry."

She gripped the black holy sword tightly, her crimson eyes hesitant, then she awkwardly scratched her cheek.

"I did not understand."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little embarrassed: "What you said was a bit too high-level, which made me not understand it for a moment."

The Lion King:

The last Master of humanity... was actually an idiot?

Saving humanity is always a struggle of awareness and thought, and the Master who has come to this singularity should have thought about it a lot.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't have time to think about all that.

She simply didn't have time for confusion or despair.

During this period, she spent her entire life training combat skills and brushing up on her magic knowledge.

Even in the original story, because he was recovering from his injuries, he was able to recover quickly thanks to the blood of the True Ancestor, so he used all the time he had saved to train.

During this time, it also takes time to soothe the restless emotions of the big shots and deal with the little thoughts of each Servant...

There's no time to think about all this nonsense.

"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. I'm not a screening machine."

"What kind of justice is it to arbitrarily trample on freedom?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her sword, aiming it at the Lion King.

"I'm tired of hearing your fallacies and heresies!"

“I want to take the refugees away. They want to live, and I will let them live.”

"Foolishness. The demise of the unchosen is the predetermined course of the Holy Trinity. In this moment of burning humanity, humankind has no future. Star Child, will you oppose me for the sake of predetermined destruction?"

The voice of the deity came through the mask, revealing its metallic texture.

"Otherwise what? Do you think I'm joking with you?"

The black and red Fallen Holy Sword in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand emitted a scorching light.

Her scarlet eyes gleamed as she gripped the sword hilt, pointing it directly at the Lion King.

"If that's the case, then stay and accept the holy punishment."

"Then let's see if you have the ability to keep me here!"

The Lion King slightly raised his head, and in an instant, a dazzling starlight burst forth. The holy light was extremely intense, so intense that Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a pressure she had never experienced before.

This was the first time she had encountered a true god.

A monster who has completely entered the realm of gods, a concept entirely different from that of a "Servant".

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not choose to back down.

She simply gripped the Dark Holy Sword in her hand, unleashing crimson flames and dark star breath.

"Humble hammer, reverse the rising light."

"Devour the light...Excalibur—"

"Morgan!"

"Impossible!"—The Sun Knight suddenly looked up.

“That’s…!”—On the other side, the silver knight’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

That was a reversal of light, though of the same origin as the Holy Sword, but completely different.

The black holy sword burst forth with unprecedented light, its Noble Phantasm bonus from high bond mixed with a corrupted aura and pure star breath.

Now, Fujimaru Ritsuka might actually be able to put up a fight against a god who isn't taking things seriously at all!

The black and red magical light pillar devoured the scorching light emanating from the Lion King's hand. At this moment, the Dark Holy Sword truly lived up to its name of Light Devourer, as if it were the roar of the island's will from long ago.

The cold, unmoved deity remained completely unmoved.

The shock of the Knights of the Round Table seemed to have no meaning for her at this moment.

"That's... Morgan's power?!"

Gawain's Sun Sword abruptly stopped in mid-air, his pupils contracting in shock:

“No, that sword is undoubtedly our king’s holy sword... but why is it twisted into that shape, and... why is it being used by the Chaldea Master?”

"Don't get distracted, big guy. I'm still here! You think this is loyalty to the King? You're sorely mistaken—compared to my rebellion, you bunch of guys are the real traitors!"

"Among the knights at the Round Table, there is none more loyal than me!"

Taking advantage of Gawain's momentary lapse in concentration, Mordred lunged forward, her crimson lightning surging wildly as she parted the sunlight-drenched Cavendish.

"Absurd! It was because of your rebellion that Camelot collapsed! It was because of your rebellion that we, the Knights of the Round Table, collapsed! And now you dare to talk about loyalty!"

Upon hearing this, Gawain was instantly enraged. His eyes blazed with fury as Cavendish swung down with three times the force, causing the ground to tremble!

Mordred had no chance of blocking this attack.

Even if she were fully armed and her Spirit Origin was upgraded to its limit, the gap between the Knights of the Round Table would not change, but...

Surprisingly, Mordred blocked Gawain's unstoppable attack!

Gao Wen's expression changed, and he immediately felt a powerful force emanating from the sword.

The yellow and blue shield blocked Cavendish's slash, and Mordred skillfully deflected the attack, which was far stronger than her own, using techniques honed through video games and simulation devices.

"This shield is—"

It is clear.

This shield is not Mordred's own Noble Phantasm.

Rather, it is a treasure belonging to the king.

It should even have been a Noble Phantasm that the king used when he returned to Avalon before his death.

Pridowen was originally a shield, but it was used as a small boat.

Mordred chuckled coldly: "Sorry, Gawain. I've come prepared. Did you think we'd recklessly attack my father? Don't take me for a fool!"

Gao Wen twitched the corner of his mouth.

This guy... wasn't he just an idiot to begin with?

"I never imagined you'd have the King's shield in your hands, Mordred. But regardless... I must pledge my loyalty to the King!"

The Sword of Victory, rotating in a cycle, radiates the scorching light of the sun, and like a raging inferno, it begins to coalesce.

"This sword is a replica of the sun. Its purifying flames burn away all impurity—"

“ExcaliburGalaatine!”

Without further ado, Gawain, the Sun Knight, unleashed his Noble Phantasm at this very moment!

"coming!"

Mordred knew the power of the opponent's Noble Phantasm, so she dared not be careless. She held up her shield in one hand and her sword in the other, calmly looking at the scorching flames that were enough to tear the earth apart!

There's no need to defeat Gawain.

As long as we can stall until Mashu takes all the refugees away.

There are nearly a thousand refugees on site, and evacuating them will definitely take a lot of effort.

boom!

The scorching beam of light bombarded Mordred's shield.

"hateful..."

Xiao Mo bit down, feeling her breathing become heavy, every cell in her body screaming wildly. Even she couldn't win against a Noble Phantasm three times stronger than Gawain's.

"Give up, Mordred! You can't beat me."

"As I said before, the blessing our king bestows upon us is the [Never-Ending], which cannot be overcome by mere resolve and effort. As long as the sun shines, wherever I am, I am the strongest Knight of the Round Table!"

Gawain's statement is indeed correct.

With the blessing of "Never-Ending Night," Gawain was no match for even Lancelot.

Even though Mordred has the support of Chaldea and Fujimaru Ritsuka behind her, there is still a qualitative difference in terms of stats.

"Always calling yourself the Sun Knight, you... anyone who didn't know better would think you were one of the Sun King's knights."

Mordred retorted sarcastically, unwilling to back down.

This statement only made Gao Wen even angrier.

"What a joke!"

"It seems you really want to leave here. I was going to show some mercy out of consideration for our past camaraderie, but it seems that's no longer necessary!"

Gawain's roar exploded with the light of the Sun Sword.

The scorching sunlight, like a living fire dragon, climbed up Pridowion's shield.

"Hold back? No need! The moment you slaughtered the innocent civilians you were supposed to protect, we became enemies!"

"You don't understand! In this time when humanity is burning away, Saint Basil is the only salvation for mankind, and eternal preservation is the only absolute justice!"

Gawain's light stream became even more ferocious, which only fueled Mordred's anger and defiance. She was an unyielding and rebellious knight, and now she was even more steadfast.

"Turning people into specimens is less satisfying than simply letting them die. Is this your so-called salvation?!"

Mordred: "Gawain, put your hand on your heart and tell me, is this really justice? I'm not very bright, I don't understand complicated things, but... I think this is absolutely wrong!"

Gao Wen paused for half a second.

Would they personally slaughter unarmed civilians?

He shook his head violently, crushing that slight wavering in the sunlight:

"This is the king's decision. When humanity is destroyed, mercy becomes cruelty! The king's choice is the most correct one!"

You're talking bullshit!

In his emotional outburst, Mordred unleashed a string of profanities, accompanied by roars. The light of crimson lightning burst forth, barely managing to push back the scorching sun's torrent.

However, it only takes a moment to push it back.

Soon, Gawain's power pressed down again.

At that moment, an unexpected light suddenly flashed.

The silver knight shed the outer garment that covered his body, and his silver arms immediately radiated a holy and dazzling light.