After that, they discussed some of the details and made a decision one by one.
To be precise, it was Rozen who ordered the many tactics and countermeasures that he had thought of and let them carry them out.
Chaldea was also not idle. After learning that the other side was ready to attack the Holy Capital, they were ready to fight all night long, planning the highest attack route for Rozen and the others. They also scanned and observed the surroundings of the Holy Capital and promptly notified Rozen and the others about the movement of the Holy Capital.
Everything was gradually settled in this discussion.
Finally, Rozan Can concluded with a sentence.
"Early tomorrow morning, we will officially go to war."
Therefore, this night might be the last night for everyone in this singularity.
With this awareness, everyone dispersed on the spot.
Bedivere was ready to give the order to the mountain people.
Serenity wanted to say her last farewell to the mountain people in the Mountain City.
Matthew wanted to see Lancelot one more time before leaving. It seemed that she wanted to tell Lancelot some of Galahad's feelings that were engraved in her spirit base, so that the relationship between the father and son could be eased to a certain extent.
As for Altoria and Jeanne d 'Arc, no one knew where they had gone.
In the twinkling of an eye, there was no one left around Rozen.
Thereupon, Rozen also left the palace and went for a walk on the street.
Although he said it was a walk, Rozen was actually intentionally looking for someone.
Who was it?
Not Matthew, not Serenity, not even Altoria and Jeanne d 'Arc. Since the day they met, the other party had been imprisoned here by Altoria, not allowed to go to the battlefield, and even not allowed to appear in front of anyone outside the Mountain City.
Rozen knew where he was.
"Sure enough, you're here."
On the hilltop, Rozen found the knight who was looking into the distance as if he could see the Holy Capital.
"Hmm?"
Bedivere turned around and looked at Rozen.
"So it's you, Your Highness Rozen." Bedivere revealed a courteous smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'm obviously going to go to war tomorrow, but I'm still here being lazy."
Upon hearing Bedivere's words, Rozen faintly smiled back.
"I heard from the soldiers that you've already given your orders and can go back to rest. But I know that you're definitely here and won't go back to rest."
With that, Rozen came to Bedivere's side.
"… I just wanted to take one last look."
Bedivere was silent for a long time, and then once again looked at the direction of the Holy Capital.
Rozen also did not look at Bedivere.
Because Rozen knew how complicated and sad Bedivere's mood was at this moment.
"You'll see it tomorrow."
Rozen didn't know if there was a hidden meaning in his words.
"Yeah."
Bedivere nodded with a complicated look.
"Are you afraid?"
Rozen seemed to have seen through Bedivere's heart and exposed him.
"I want to say no." Bedivere wryly smiled and said, "But that's just a meaningless show of bravery."
In other words, Bedivere was indeed afraid.
Moreover, it was the kind that was extremely afraid.
What was he afraid of?
Afraid of failure.
Afraid of meeting the Lion King.
Afraid that he couldn't accept it.
Even more afraid that he couldn't complete his final mission.
Bedivere was afraid of these.
Rozen saw through this Bedivere, which proved one thing.
"Sure enough, Your Highness Rozen, do you know my situation?"
Bedivere asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Without any emotion, Rozen replied, "As early as the first day I saw you, I discovered your magic."
That's right.
Magic.
Bedivere had a magic.
It was a camouflage magic used to cover up Bedivere's real situation.
"I'm afraid that's the work of a very high level magician, right?"
That's what he said.
Bedivere's camouflage magic was quite superb. With Rozen's magic attainment, when he first saw Bedivere, he didn't notice the abnormality for a while. Until he used Spirit Vision and Mind's Eye to observe, Rozan Can discovered Bedivere's situation.
In view of this, Rozen believed that he had to come here.
He had a question.
"Your journey is so hard, but it's finally coming to an end."
Rozen finally turned his head and looked at Bedivere.
"I want to ask you, do you regret it?"
Regret it?
This question made Bedivere's face stagnate.
So Rozen wanted to say that.
"I want to know all your thoughts." Rozen said quite sincerely, "After all, after tonight, there will be no more chance."
These words also touched Bedivere.
Thus, Bedivere revealed a smile.
A smile that was uglier than crying, one that made people feel extremely sad and painful.
Rozen was sure that he had never seen such a heartache smile in his life.
However, this smile represented everything about Bedivere.
Because …
"Of course I regret it. I regret it very much."
As if crying from the bottom of his heart, Bedivere opened his mouth word by word.
"If I have another chance, I will not do such a wrong thing again."
"Because of my selfishness, the King has changed, become like that."
"I, the most fair, selfless, and righteous King, can clearly enjoy all the fame and leave with a successful mission."
"But because of me, because of me alone, the King has become the undead in the Holy Capital. He has done something that goes against human ethics and causes the wrath of the people."
"So, I regret it, really regret it."
Bedivere said something that only Rozen could understand. His voice was trembling, and his face was distorted.
Then, the tears of the Knight of the Round Table began to flow unbridledly.
If this scene was seen by other people, wouldn't they be shocked?
A dignified Knight of the Round Table, who would believe that he was crying bitterly like this?
However, Rozen was very clear that Bedivere was in such pain.
"My journey is to atone for my sins. This is the punishment that I deserve, so there is nothing to regret."
"I only regret one thing, and that is the foolish and ignorant choice that I made in the past."
With tears streaming down his face, Bedivere declared in a loud sobbing voice.
"Therefore, this time, I must kill my King."
"Definitely."
After making such a declaration, Bedivere hugged his shoulder.
His mournful cry resounded through the mountains.
Rozen didn't speak again, nor did he leave. He just quietly looked at Bedivere.
As if he wanted to witness all of this.
Of course, it was not only Rozen who witnessed all of this.
There was also a figure that quietly stayed in the distance, witnessing this scene.
Who else could it be besides Altoria?
Looking at the crying Bedivere, Altoria's eyes revealed a relieved emotion.
"You're finally willing to bare your heart."
Altoria muttered.
"Rest assured, your loyalty, even if others don't understand it, I know it from the beginning to the end."
"You, Bedivere, will always be King Arthur's most loyal knight."
"I wish you an early atonement."
Leaving behind such words, Altoria quietly left.
Without a trace of nostalgia.
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