"So, does this mean I've been forced to betray them?"
Lancelot sat cross-legged, surrounded by Heroic Spirits, with Fujimaru Ritsuka being the only exception.
"What you did before was pretty much a betrayal anyway. Seriously, the Lion King must be sick to its stomach, surrounded by traitors. Sometimes I really admire you Knights of the Round Table. Half of you didn't choose to stay when you arrived, and then half of the remaining half were undercover. That's truly incredible!"
Mo Shuying suddenly felt a bit sorry for the Lion King. Besides Agravain, it seemed like no one around it was truly loyal. Gawain? That guy was just naive.
"Come on, we'll take you to meet someone."
The Archer Riders brought by Tristan had all been dealt with, and Lancelot's remaining Riders naturally couldn't move anymore.
Mo Shuying had healed Lancelot. Now, it was time for the true defection.
...
Meanwhile.
At the highest point of the Holy City.
The Lion King sat upon its throne, and suddenly looked up at Agravain.
"Agravain, Tristan has been eliminated."
"What?!"
Agravain's expression shifted from surprise to anger.
"It must have been Lancelot! That guy! I knew he was always harboring ill intentions! Your Majesty! Please give the order, let me lead a team to eliminate this traitor."
Agravain knelt on one knee before the Lion King, pleading.
The Lion King remained silent, its eyes fixed on the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
A few seconds later.
"It cannot yet be confirmed whether it was Sir Lancelot who did it, but it is a fact that Sir Tristan was killed. Let this King send him off."
As it spoke, the throne behind it glowed with golden light, and a surge of power shot into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.
At the same time.
The group, just about to ascend the mountain, suddenly noticed a change in the sky!
The fiery sunlight was abruptly obscured by dark clouds, and rings of light converged, finally forming a colossal cone of light!
"Damn it!!"
Cursed Arm Hassan immediately realized something was terribly wrong when he saw this scene! He had seen such cones of light descend before, obliterating entire villages!
Even large villages hadn't been spared, let alone their small village of a dozen or so households!
"Quick! Everyone, find cover! Tell the villagers to evacuate quickly! It'll be too late if you don't hurry!!"
Cursed Arm Hassan yelled. Although he had brought down all the able-bodied men who could fight, there were still many elderly, weak, women, and children in the village! They had no means of resistance whatsoever!
Arash, who had come down with them, looked at the giant cone of light, seemingly deep in thought. He glanced at the bow in his hand, and for a moment, it seemed as though he saw himself shattering stars with an arrow.
"Is it time for me to show my worth?"
In this moment, Arash felt no fear or hesitation. He smiled, ready to find a high point and send himself off in front of everyone.
So.
"Everyone, don't panic, I'm here."
Arash's loud cry drew everyone's attention.
Arash leaped several times to the top of the cliff, faced the cone of light, raised the longbow in his hand, and began to chant!
"Oh, my Lord, as sacred as the sun!
Oh, my Lord, who bestows countless wisdom, dignity, and glorious power!
Please—"
"Get lost!"
Arash was in the middle of his fervent chant when a large foot suddenly appeared before him, kicking him flying!
Mo Shuying looked at Arash with disdain. Seriously, trying to steal the spotlight now?!
"Mash! Let's go!"
Mo Shuying turned and flew down, then ascended into the sky with Mash!
"Mr. Mo! I'm not sure I can block it!"
Mash was a bit anxious. Although her Noble Phantasm had been fully released after learning the true name of the Heroic Spirit within her, this was her first time using it, and she lacked confidence.
"Don't worry, Mash! Your Noble Phantasm, as long as your conviction doesn't waver, it won't be broken! Take it head-on! Prove yourself! You are Chaldea's strongest shield!"
"..."
Mash seemed to believe him.
Mo Shuying nodded, then placed a hand on Mash's back, pushing her upwards.
This was somewhat akin to making Mash take the fall, but Mash was the one destined to hold up the sky!
"That is our homeland, which heals all wounds, all grievances.
"Manifest!
The distant, ideal city!!"
*BOOM!*
A shield of light appeared, and massive cities continuously materialized from both sides of Mash's body! White Chalk City! The true White Chalk City bloomed in that moment!
The entire sky was sheltered by the colossal city, its walls intercepting the attack descending from the heavens!
*CRASH!!*
The instant they connected, Mash felt an immense pressure bear down on her!
"Ah!!!"
For a moment, Mash thought she couldn't hold on, but White Chalk City proved far more resilient than she imagined, stubbornly blocking the attack.
However, the Holy Lance's judgment was continuous, not just an impact at the point of contact, but an unceasing assault.
Mo Shuying, dragging Mash, was steadily pushed down; he simply couldn't hold on any longer!
Mo Shuying's flight mode relied on the enhancement of his trench coat. Carrying someone was manageable and sufficient, but enduring such enormous pressure was truly difficult for it.
And so, everyone watched as the massive city descended, completely enveloped in golden light. Gradually, the peak of the mountain emerged, then was swept clean by the golden light.
"Huh?"
Seeing this, Mo Shuying suddenly thought of something. He looked towards the Eastern Village. Their temple was located above the village. That meant if destruction were to occur, the temple would surely be destroyed before the village!
"Heh!"
Mo Shuying chuckled, no longer resisting with full force. Instead, he descended at a steady pace, gradually nearing the temple's location!
"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hold on! The temple! The temple's about to be hit!"
Cursed Arm Hassan, below, grew anxious at the sight, shouting loudly. The First One was still inside the temple! Could the First One withstand this if it fell?
A trace of doubt lingered in his mind, but soon, that doubt vanished.
*CLANG!!*
Suddenly, a peculiar bell chimed, and the entire world dimmed. Immediately after, a flash of sword light flew from within the temple, disappearing in an instant! In that moment, Mash felt the pressure on her vanish.
"Huh?"
Mash poked her head out in surprise, looking outside, and then the sight astonished her!
Grey!
The Holy Lance's attack, originally shimmering with golden light, had completely turned grey—a terribly decayed, lifeless grey.
Whoosh~
Starting from the middle, a large amount of the Holy Lance's energy seemed to weather away, crumbling and withering, disappearing into the air.
Mo Shuying held Mash, floating in the air, his eyes gleaming as he watched the scene.
Is this the power of a Grand Assassin? I love it!
The danger of the Holy Lance seemed to be resolved. Cursed Arm Hassan was very excited, because he saw the First One act!
Fujimaru Ritsuka was also very excited, because they saw Mo Shuying holding Mash's waist, looking very intimate!
Lancelot was also excited. He drew Aroundight and pointed it at the sky!
"I disagree!!"
"???"
Two chapters for now. I'll make up for it during the day if I have time. My apologies!
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