I, Kenneth, am going to get to the root of the problem today.

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"My apologies, Sir Morgan. If only battle is the way forward, then witness my resolve for the return of the King!"

With a clang, Bedivere's sword trembled, and ignoring Mashu and Gudako's attempts to stop her, she threw them off the battlefield and charged toward the indifferent Morgan. Silver light fell, and wherever it passed, the dead souls and fairies were shattered under Bedivere's will. Just as Bedivere was about to attack her again, Morgan's aura was completely enveloped in deathly silence.

"Responsibility? If you were responsible, how could my sister have become like that! If you were responsible, why didn't you obey her orders? Answer me! Bedivere!"

Morgan was furious. He was truly enraged this time. If Kenneth hadn't insisted on keeping Bedivere, Morgan would have killed the knight on the spot who had hesitated to return the Holy Sword three times. Faced with Morgan's questioning, Bedivere's expression shifted between guilt and shame. Finally, looking at the Lion King before him, only resolute determination remained on Bedivere's handsome face.

"I am an unfaithful knight, I have disobeyed the king's command, and I will not evade these sins! Now, even if I give everything, I will reclaim the king's will! This is my mission, a thousand years overdue! Offer everything! Silver Arm, grant me glory!"

Under Morgan's wide-eyed gaze, light, identical to Artoria's, burst forth from Bedivere's arm, tearing through the obscurity and breaking through the darkness. With unwavering loyalty to the king, Bedivere drew the sword that had guided the era. The torrent of light swept through everything, and the knight's faith guided the unwilling souls back to paradise.

"How is this possible! How is this possible! How could you possibly use this sword!"

"Because I am also one of the countless lights that make up the King! The King will not forget! The King will answer all those who call upon her!"

With a crack, the domain controlled by Morgan shattered under the impact of the holy sword. The impact, formed by the spirit of chivalry, struck Morgan, who was located in the center of the domain, with an overwhelming determination. The surging light particles cut through the ground, and the burst of light instantly illuminated the shattered royal city. At this moment, the glory of the Knight King once again shone on the capital of Camelot.

"This person...this light...what is this light?!"

Not only Morgan, but also the Lion King, who was fighting Kenneth, trembled uncontrollably the moment the Silver Arm shone. The light of the holy sword not only illuminated the cold capital, but also broke through a corner of Artoria's heart, which was covered by Rungomniad, and awakened.

"You should know better than I what this light is. The Lion King who stands at the end, the past you abandoned is incredibly heavy."

"Abandon! Abandon—!! I have never abandoned anything! Stop affecting me, humans!"

Buzz! Like the breaking of dawn, the spiraling anchor of light pierced the sky once more, and golden light engulfed the flames. The consciousness belonging to Rungomminiad locked onto Bedivere in the distance as if it had seen its natural enemy. It takes great courage for a person to face what has been lost, and now, facing the light that has long been forgotten, the Lion King fell into the greatest rage since his birth.

"It's really not easy to see any other expression on your face, but to snipe that loyal knight right in front of me, aren't you being a little disrespectful?"

Shadows enveloped everything, steel wings unfurled, and the sixth beast, hovering in the sky, swept across the surroundings with an extremely compressed impact. High-frequency vibrations shattered boulders, and immense wind pressure tore apart the royal capital. Dark light pierced the sky, and along with the churning heavens, the falling anchor of light plunged into the darkness at the end of the world along with the collapsing world.

Kenneth's scale-covered arm violently pressed down on the Holy Lance, ignoring the pain from being burned by the golden light. Meeting those fearful eyes, Kenneth revealed a malicious smile.

"How pitiful! How truly pitiful! You sit so high and mighty, yet you cannot see the ground beneath your feet. You acknowledge the future but deny the past. A god high above? Ha, you are nothing but a coward who runs away from the past."

"Shut up! Shut up—! You vile wretch, in this desolate place, turn to ashes!"

The Holy Lance unleashed a powerful surge of light, enduring the Lion King's chaotic attacks. Kenneth continued his direct assault on Rungomminiad's will. Even without Bedivere, Kenneth could awaken Artoria's will, but as a greedy human, he wanted both the Lance Artoriad and the goddess Rungomminiad. As a weapon anchored in human history, Kenneth needed the Lion King to anchor him to transcendence.

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