"'Wu·Destroy·Lake·Light'——How is this sword...possible?" King Arthur——Saber's eyes were constantly exchanging between Kirito and Wuhuan Huguang as if she had seen a ghost, and her heart was filled with worry.

incredible.

It was as if the ripples of light on the lake were telling Saber that this sword was undoubtedly the beloved sword of Lancelot, the first knight of the Knights of the Round Table, the indestructible light of the lake, but... why? This sword actually

Appearing on Kirito's body, Saber stared at Kirito with extremely complex eyes for a moment, and her eyes filled with murderous intent made her shudder.

"This sword... is the treasure of the berserker Berserker. His real name is... Lancelot -"

"!!??"

After Saber heard Kirito's slowly spoken words, her pupils suddenly contracted and then expanded, her face filled with disbelief.

Lancelot, one of the most famous Knights of the Round Table in the legend of King Arthur, is a great knight known as the "Flower of Knights". It is said that he was raised by the Fairy of the Lake, so he is also called the "Knight of the Lake".

The character of Lancelot combines the characteristics of gentleness, generosity, piety, and courtesy.

But... it was the knight shrouded in such light who turned into a berserker without even knowing his own king.

"'Lance S.L.T.'" Saber said this unbelievable name word by word, as if every word weighed thousands of kilograms in her heart.

Saber could never imagine that the knight whose whole body was eroded by the black murderous intention was actually the first knight known as the "Flower of Knights" in the Knights of the Round Table.

"Hey, hey, hey?! I'm talking about the two-sword style brat. Is the Lancelot you are talking about the first knight of the Knights of the Round Table, and he is the berserker?" At this time, Rider, who had been watching the conversation between the two people behind him, suddenly spoke.

He said. His tone also revealed disbelief.

"That's right." Kirito sighed leisurely and said.

"No!" The Holy Grail is giving entities to the disembodied heroic spirits. It will also give them some methods of using modern tools, prototypes of various mythical heroes' Noble Phantasms, and a voice. Otherwise, some heroes from different eras will gather together.

But they don't know each other's names. This kind of thing is considered a slight 'flaw' in the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, Rider was familiar with Lancelot's deeds, so he could not imagine that the other party was the black knight who was corrupted by murderous intent.

Of course, the Holy Grail gave Kirito some knowledge, but it did not give him the knowledge of heroic spirits. The reason why he was able to travel everywhere with Diarmuid's identity was because he often read some fairy tales when he was learning kendo with his sister before he was exposed to the Internet.

It seems that I have also come into contact with Celtic mythology.

"Am I really wrong?! Lancelot, have I driven you to the point of driving you crazy?! Kirito! Is it wrong to govern a country correctly?!"

Looking at Saber who fell into self-consciousness, Kirito could only sigh helplessly, and then Yunyun said: "Then...answer me, Artoria Pendragon." Now in Kirito's heart,

The identity of the opponent is no longer King Arthur, the monarch of the undefeated Knights of the Round Table, but just a little girl who is as immature as him.

"What you call the correct way of governing the country, who tells you that the way you govern the country is correct? Merlin? Gawain? Guinevere? Or... your father? I don't think... anyone has said that.

?”

Artoria was stunned, long-past memories kept flashing in her mind, but in the end the cruel fact told her that no one had ever said this, not even Merlin, the master who could be her teacher, had told her

He gave words of affirmation to his way of governing the country.

"Did I really do something wrong? Mordred, Sister Guinevere, Lancelot..." Two lines of clear tears slid down the cheeks of King Arthur, Arturia.

"You have the name of king for nothing, but you are bound by the name of king... little girl." Kirito lamented silently in his heart.

I saw Kirito squatting down, stroking the black magic sword that was radiating on the lake, and said softly: "Think about it, if you really change history, then you are denying those who jointly created the British Empire with you.

Warriors, you have denied their existence, denied their history, and even denied your own existence... And do you really think that re-electing the king is really right? Do you really think that the new king

Is it true that the king will not let Britain be destroyed earlier than you did at the Battle of the Sword Fence? In my opinion, your current performance is just that you have made a mistake and want to find another scapegoat to convict you, and you are unwilling to admit it.

She’s just a little girl who made her own mistakes.”

Looking at Saber who was in self-consciousness, her eyes showing confusion, Kirito frowned inexplicably, raised his head and looked around, and finally looked at the person who was looking at him with a confused look.

The Golden King' - Gilgamesh.

Mei Lin had left Saber to Rider to deal with her from just now, while she was sitting on the side drinking wine leisurely, his deep red eyes looking at him carefully at some point.

He didn't speak, and you couldn't tell what his intentions were just from his eyes, but there was a lustful (harmony) flavor in his eyes, as if a snake was crawling up his body, making people feel humiliated and unhappy. At the same time, this

The inexplicable look in his eyes made Kirito feel uncomfortable all over. He felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar and he was shuddering.

"……Meilin……?"

"Ah, I'm just admiring your strong expression, that angry but not annoying expression, I like it."

Meilin's smile was unexpectedly gentle, but also made people feel extremely frightened.

"you……!!"

Although he has gone through countless death experiences, Kirito is still only a 16-year-old boy after all. When someone suddenly said such explicit words, his expression naturally seemed very unnatural, and his cheeks subconsciously became abnormal.

Her face became rosy, but for some reason, a trace of fear arose in her heart, as if she would be trapped in a cage and never be able to break free.

But what made the two of them change their faces in the next second was not Meilin's words showing their respective moods, but...

After a while, Irisviel and Webber also noticed something strange in the surrounding air. Although they could not see it, their skin could feel a very strong killing intent. Strange white objects appeared in the atrium illuminated by the moonlight, one after another.

Another one, a pale face appeared in the atrium like a flower blooming. The paleness was the color of cold and dry bones, with a skull mask and a black robe. The deserted atrium was gradually surrounded by this weird group.
Chapter completed!