The next day, dawn replaced the night sky and the horizon began to turn white.
It was just dawn, but the Mountain City had already become quite lively.
Because today was the day of the expedition.
Moreover, it was the expedition to the final battle.
Therefore, before dawn, all the soldiers had already gotten up and gathered in the square.
Of course, it was not only the soldiers who got up, but also the people of the Mountain City.
Knowing that today was the final battle, which would determine whether the Holy Capital could be recaptured and whether the Holy Land could be liberated, although the people could not go to the battlefield, no matter what, they wanted to contribute.
In view of this, the mountain people got up early in the morning and began to cook.
Of course, the cooking was not for themselves, but for the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield.
Therefore, the villagers all decided to send their condolences and rewards to the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield. Children, adults, and even the elderly kept walking on the streets and squares, handing bowls of steaming hot soup and pieces of delicious meat to the soldiers who walked by with weapons in their hands. In exchange, the soldiers were extremely moved and grateful.
Because of this, the Mountain City became lively, which made the gathered servants sigh with emotion.
However, now was not the time to sigh with emotion.
For the next war, the servants also needed to instruct the action policy, formation countermeasures, and so on, so that the soldiers could carry them out.
Therefore, Bedivere also appeared here early in the morning and was explaining something in a loud voice with a serious expression. Serenity also came here and exhorted the soldiers about the details.
As for Joan of Arc, she had already gone to the place where the Dragons were.
Even Altoria got up. From the direction of the palace, she looked at the movement of the Mountain City, quietly waiting for the moment of the expedition to arrive.
Like Altoria, there was another person who looked at the scene from the top of the palace.
That person was Rozen.
"It seems like it's going well."
It was rare for Rozen to not stay in bed. He got up early in the morning, stood by the window, and looked at the bustling Mountain City.
From the communicator on his wrist, Chaldea's people spoke out.
"After analyzing and observing through the night, we've already decided on the best route of march."
Roman's voice was filled with solemnity.
"If we advance according to this route, we should be able to approach the Holy Capital smoothly. We won't be attacked by the Holy Knights before we even see the Holy Capital. Of course, the Holy Spear's Judgement Light might not be able to do that."
Da Vinci told Rozen.
"Also, since last night, there has been a strong magical reaction in Holy Capital. I'm afraid you guessed it. The Lion King should have used the power of the Holy Grail to set up a barrier around Holy Capital. The holy spear is also ready and can be activated at any time."
Olga Marie's tone was full of urgency.
The arrival of the final battle caused the hearts of Chaldea and the others to rise to their throats, and they didn't dare slack off in the slightest.
If they were to lose this battle because of the slightest negligence, then everything would be over.
Only by defeating the Lion King, retrieving the Holy Grail, and repairing the sixth singularity could he see the hope of restoring humanity.
"Once we get past this singularity, there's only one left."
"It's all up to you, Rorelles."
"No matter what, I can't lose. Even if I win miserably and unsightly, it doesn't matter. Only losing absolutely cannot happen."
Roman, Da Vinci, and Olga Marie said solemnly.
No matter how frivolous, how conceited, and how grumpy they usually were, they had to be serious at this time.
However, on the contrary, Rozen's face was always calm.
"Don't worry." So Rozen said calmly, "The Lion King will be defeated."
Rozen made such a declaration.
"I'm counting on you."
"Please."
"Really … I'm counting on you …"
Roman, Da Vinci, and Olga Marie's voices stopped after that.
They didn't want to disturb Rozen's state before the battle, right?
But they must have mobilized all of Chaldea's forces to monitor, observe, scan, and analyze the situation here all the time.
In order to win, Chaldea took the lead to do his best, and the rest was up to Rozen and the others.
"Huh?"
Rozen, who was looking out the window, noticed something at a certain moment. He smiled slightly, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the door.
There, the door was just opened.
"Senpai."
Matthew walked in from the door.
Taking a closer look, Matthew was also fully armed. Not only did she have a red hilt sword on her waist, but she also summoned her shield and held it in her hand.
Matthew looked at Rozen, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush.
Recalling what happened last night, Matthew couldn't help but blush.
Rozen also seemed to recall what happened last night, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, feeling like he was reminiscing.
Last night, although Rozen didn't eat this cute junior, he did almost everything that needed to be done.
In the end, Rozen even skinned this beautiful junior in front of him into a big white sheep. He looked at everything that should be seen or not, and the comfort he felt was completely indescribable to outsiders.
Rozen also had a great time with the Addiction of Hands and Feet.
Thinking of this, Rozen sized up Matthew's petite body, and his eyes became hot again.
"Mmm …"
Bearing Rozen's fiery gaze, Matthew couldn't help but hide her petite body behind the big shield.
"It's … It's almost time to go, Senpai."
Matthew blushed and spoke timidly, making Rozen really have the urge to press her down again.
However, Rozen also knew that now was not the time.
(When I get back to Chaldea, I will eat you whole.)
So Rozen made up his mind.
Thus …
"Then, let's go."
Rozen suddenly smiled and said.
"Yes!"
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and responded.
The two of them left the room together and walked toward the outside.
.....
Central Square of the City of Mountains.
Here, the soldiers who had eaten and drunk to their heart's content had been neatly lined up. They didn't say a word, but their faces were full of a sense of mission.
Bedivere also stood at the forefront with a resolute face.
Silence clenched the weapon in her hand and looked serious.
Jeanne d 'Alter held the Flag of Curse in her hand and stood against the wind. Above her head were countless dragons flying in the air.
Altoria Alter came here with powerful steps.
The people who accompanied her were Rozen and Matthew.
Bringing Matthew and Altoria Alter to the front of the crowd, Rozen's eyes swept across everyone present.
"— —"
All the people present still didn't say a word. They just stared at Rozen, and all the words that they wanted to say were contained in their eyes.
The murderous spirit and determination filled the air.
Rozen curled his lips into a smile.
"Go!"
Rozen gave a concise order.
In the square, an earth-shattering cry resounded.
The vast army set off from the City of Mountains. Under the gaze of the mountain people, they left straight away.
Their target was the Holy Capital.
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