"Senior?"
Matthew sensed Rozen's movement and asked softly when she saw his tightly furrowed brows.
"… I'm fine."
Rozen shook his head and told Matthew not to worry, but his eyes scanned the surroundings.
Now, Rozen was on the city wall of the Holy Capital's main gate with Matthew next to him. The others at the round table were also there. Even Altoria was wearing a lion-like helmet and standing in the middle of the main gate wall. Her body was shaking with an extraordinary aura.
The aura was much more intense than when Rozen saw Altoria. Ordinary people might not be able to sense it, but they could more or less feel it. The cheers of the refugees in the campsite had subconsciously stopped.
Gawain appeared at the foot of the city wall, in front of the refugee campsite. He was surrounded by countless solemn-looking knights.
However, these solemn knights did not kneel down like before. Instead, they surrounded the entire refugee camp and vaguely surrounded it.
The encirclement was more obvious and orderly than the one Rozen had seen before. It seemed like they did not want to let anyone leave.
This was the reason why Rozen frowned.
Under such circumstances, aside from Altoria, who was wearing a helmet and whose expression could not be seen clearly, and Gawain, who was standing at the foot of the city wall in front of the main gate, the other people at the round table all had different expressions.
Agatha and Gawain had a cold expression from beginning to end.
Trystan's expression was the same as usual. He was playing his zither as if he had nothing to do with it.
Modred, on the other hand, looked down with pity and mercilessness in his eyes.
He did not look like he was going to hold a holy ceremony. Instead, he looked like he was about to witness a perfect funeral.
"Could it be …"
Connecting the faint signs and signs from before, Rozen seemed to have thought of something and his face darkened.
"Senior …"
Seeing Rozen like this, Matthew seemed to know something and her expression tensed up.
Rozen held Matthew's hand and signaled her to wait and see.
"Fu!"
Seeing this, Fou also jumped into Matthew's arms and drilled into her clothes, waiting for the next development.
So …
"Sorry for the long wait."
Seeing that it was about time, Gawain stepped forward.
"First of all, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to all of you who have gathered here and placed high hopes on our Holy Capital."
Gawain said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Now, there is no longer a place for humans on the earth. Only the burning flames can reproduce on the earth. Humans have already ushered in the true end of the road."
"Whether it's food, water, a place to live, or a safe place to stay, to put it bluntly, they will all disappear."
"Apart from our Holy Capital — Camelot."
Gawain then spread his arms.
"Our Holy Capital is a complete and perfect millennium kingdom. After passing through the main gate, the ideal world is waiting for you."
"Here, you can live and work in peace and contentment, and you don't need to worry about survival and reproduction."
"Here, resources that no longer exist on the earth will also be open to you, so that you can shine for the rest of your lives."
"The king will accept all people, be it foreign races or pagans, there will be no exceptions."
"The only condition you have to fulfill is to be pardoned and acknowledged by our king and show your qualifications."
Gawain then stepped back after leaving those words.
The eyes of the refugees automatically lifted up and gathered on the body of the Goddess cum King who possessed a boundless divine aura. "
Artoria lifted her head and looked at Kieran.
"The nature of humans is to fall into corruption."
Altoria's voice slowly spread out.
"My Holy Capital only needs qualified citizens, souls that will never be tainted by filth and will never be shaken by evil."
As she declared, Altoria raised one of her hands.
"Now, let me begin the Holy Selection."
"Humans, in the face of this light, show your true nature."
After that, a dazzling radiance shone from Artoria's raised hand.
The light spread at an amazing speed, like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire crowd.
"Senpai!"
Matthew was also shrouded by the light and couldn't help but scream.
"It's okay, calm down."
Rozen held Matthew's hand, and his Eye of the Mind was fully activated.
Through the power of Eye of the Mind, Rozen found that this radiance didn't have any invasive or offensive power, it only had a sense of transparency and sacredness that made people unable to hide, like an X-ray, scanning everyone in the room.
Then, something incredible happened.
"Ah!"
Among the refugees, one of them screamed.
This was because his body was also starting to glow.
"What … what is this …!?"
"Is this a miracle …!?"
In addition to the former, among the refugees, there were two other people who exclaimed, and their bodies also bloomed with light.
What was even more surprising was that on the city wall, there was also light flashing.
"Sen … senpai …?"
Matthew was a little shaken.
Her body was also flickering with light.
Even Rozen's eyes narrowed, and for some reason, his body emitted light.
Everyone at the round table was shocked by this scene.
"I didn't expect …"
Agwen's face was filled with surprise.
"This is really …"
Trystan's eyebrows moved slightly.
"Interesting."
Modred raised the corner of his mouth.
Even Altoria turned her head and looked at them.
"Sure enough, you two are special. It's not unreasonable to be able to become the hope of salvation, to be blessed and blessed by God."
Altoria said that and then turned to Gawain.
"Summon the three qualified refugees into the city, Gawain."
Altoria's tone was indifferent.
"… Yes."
Gawain lowered his eyes and looked at the refugees who still didn't know what happened.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, only three of you are qualified to enter Holy Capital, the rest are not selected."
Without waiting for the refugees to react, Gawain declared once again.
"However, the suffering is over. Our king is merciful and will not let you suffer on this land again."
"Therefore …"
Gawain suppressed his emotions and made such a statement.
"What comes next is no longer Holy Uplift, but the Holy Punishment after Holy Uplift."
"Solemn Knight."
"Do it."
Following Gawain's order …
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
One by one, the solemn knights pulled out their swords.
Then …
"Puchi!"
When one of the solemn knights who was closer to the refugees swung his sword down, a refugee instantly fell to the ground. Fresh blood splattered and dyed the ground red.
"Wh …!?"
Matthew's expression changed.
“.....！”
An intense emotion rose in Rozen's heart.
After a moment of silence, the refugees widened their eyes.
Then …
"Ahhhhh —!"
The sorrowful cries resounded through the clouds.
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