She remembered.
She finally remembered.
Just as the Holy Lance in her hand broke like glass and the Holy Sword returned to its original owner, Altoria remembered everything.
She remembered the past when she was King Arthur.
She remembered the original intention of pulling out the Stone Sword.
She remembered the reason for her uninterrupted fighting.
She remembered the passing of her last moments.
When all these memories came back, Altoria was no longer shaken and confused as before. Instead, she recovered with a calmer mind than when she was a god.
All of this was because Altoria remembered that name.
"Bedivere, my most loyal knight."
Altoria finally remembered this name.
After wandering the world for thousands of years, I thought this was the end of my road. Who would have thought that in the end, the one who gave me peace and rest was you.
"You've returned the Holy Sword in one piece."
After 1500 years, King Arthur's last moments had finally set foot on the right track.
"You've worked hard."
Artoria silently praised the knight who had passed away and opened her eyes.
.....
Unknowingly, the end of the world disappeared.
Everyone returned to the reception hall on the top floor of King's City. Standing in this bright and spacious hall, not a single person said a word.
"Mr. Bedivere …"
Matthew lowered her eyes, and tears of sadness flowed down from her moist eyes.
"Well done, Mr. Bedivere …"
Altoria Alter, who had been watching the direction of Bedivere's departure, murmured.
“.....”
Rozen was silent. The pair of brilliant wings on his back and the golden light in his eyes had disappeared. The incomparably powerful high-level magic power in his body was like melting snow, once again turning into a magic power comparable to the size of a planet.
Everyone just quietly watched this scene, as if they were paying tribute to the loyal knight.
Even Chaldea and the others couldn't say a word for a while. Even if, according to the observation results, the singularity had been repaired, none of them could be happy.
Faced with the unprecedented distortion of the sixth singularity, Rozen and his team won at the cost of one person.
Judging from the results, this might be very gratifying, but no one thought that this was something to be happy about.
Including Altoria.
"… Looks like I've lost this time."
His indifferent words echoed in this space.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Altoria standing in front of the throne, looking down at them from above just like before.
The only difference was that Altoria's armor was in tatters, and the holy spear in her hand had disappeared. In its place was a holy sword that radiated starlight.
Yes.
After 1500 years, the Holy Sword had finally returned to Altoria's hands.
"Although my divinity is still there, my authority has disappeared along with the Holy Spear. The Holy Capital is also about to disappear along with the Holy Spear. In terms of the outcome, it is undoubtedly my defeat."
Altoria spoke in an unprecedentedly calm tone.
In response to Artoria's words was a being who was also King Arthur.
"It is true that the Lion King no longer exists. Now, the one here is the real King Arthur, right?"
Altoria said to Altoria.
What he got in return was a sentence like this.
"Of course." Altoria said calmly, "I am King Arthur, the King of Britain, the apex of the Knights of the Round Table, the son of the dragon who should have died in the forest. If only I had remembered this earlier."
Saying that, Altoria glanced at Altoria.
"However, I don't admit that I am the same existence as you, another King Arthur who has fallen into the evil path."
Altoria said so.
"I am the same. No matter what, you have left your human body and become a Heavenly Spirit, a God. I will not admit that you and I are the same existence."
Altoria said in a tone that was exactly what she wanted.
Both of them were King Arthur, but neither of them were King Arthur.
After all, one of them was corrupted, and the other was deified. Even if there was no doubt that they were King Arthur, they were not the original, purest, and most essential King Arthur.
They symbolized the two different paths of King Arthur. In the end, it was Altoria and Altoria.
Therefore, even if they were both King Arthur, neither of them would admit that the other was the same as them.
"However, there is one thing that they have in common."
Altoria said so calmly.
"That's right." Altoria did not deny it. Instead, she nodded and said, "No matter which path we took, our most loyal knight is still him, the one-armed boy who cried his heart out before we died and was unwilling to return the holy sword."
That was it.
That was the only thing that was the same no matter which King Arthur was.
Whether he eventually fell into darkness and became the King of Evil, or sublimated into the spirit of nature and achieved the body of God, she believed that the knight would never leave King Arthur's side until his death.
That was the first and last knight, Bedivere.
Altoria turned her gaze to Rozen.
Rozen also raised his eyes and looked at Altoria.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Immediately, Altoria raised her hand.
"Clang …"
With a flash of light, three golden urns appeared in Altoria's hand.
Without saying a word, Altoria threw the golden urns toward Rozen's direction.
"Holy Grail!"
Mashu cried out in alarm.
Rozen's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand, using Telekinesis, he turned his magical power into telekinesis, wrapped the three golden urns, and took them into his hand.
"This is your trophy. Take it."
With that, Altoria stood up from the throne, walked down directly, and under the gaze of Rozen and the others, she walked forward, passed by them, and went out the door.
"You … Where are you going?"
Matthew reacted and quickly asked.
In response, Altoria only replied with one sentence.
"Go where I should go and do what I should do."
Altoria said.
The goddess of the Holy Spear turned around and looked at Rozen with the holy sword in her hand.
"I have indeed lost, there is no doubt about that, but that doesn't mean you have won."
Altoria actually said such a thing.
That was not trying to be brave, nor was she unwilling to admit defeat, but it was a fact.
It was a fact that Artoria had spoken.
"Even now, I still think that human beings have no future, and human history is doomed to be destroyed."
Altoria said that with a blank expression.
"Of the seven singularity, there is only one left."
"But you can't break through that singularity."
"Because, there is a disaster far better than the Magic King."
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