"King of Knights, this battle ends here.
You truly deserve the title of King of Knights.
It is a great honor to fight with you."
"The same goes for you, the hero of alms, Karna" The short conversation ended, and Karna's figure rose into the sky with the light of fire and left the battlefield.
Artoria did not pursue him.
The battle between the two was a stalemate.
Even if they pursued him, the result would be the same and it would be meaningless.
At this point, all the followers on the red side have evacuated, except "You guy, don't underestimate me, you are rebellious against my gorgeous father, crentboodarthur" Forced back, Mordred raised the Noble Phantasm in his hand again.
Crimson lightning is condensing, and a blood-red sword light extends from the sword body.
Mordred gasped slightly, because even she would feel a little tired after firing the Noble Phantasm twice in a row with this level of magic consumption, which would not be good for her.
However, it was worth it to treat the person in front of her, because she was sure that although she hated him, Emiya's strength could not be solved by simple swordsmanship.
Emiya did not show any weakness in the face of this attack.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the magic power was concentrated on his hands.
Fast and huge, the golden holy sword condensed in Emiya's hand.
"Is it just right to use the Noble Phantasm?
If you are in this area, you and I can use our full strength."
The two of them had arrived at the outskirts of the town, with only low hills and trees remaining around them.
He raised the holy sword that had been formed in his hand.
Under Mordred's furious gaze, he revealed its true name.
"Excaibur, the Sword of Promise of Victory" Almost at the same time, Mordred also waved his shuriken.
The bloody sword light and the golden torrent collided.
The battle between father and daughter has entered its climax.
Anyone who sees this scene will gasp.
The entire space is occupied by blood and gold, as if announcing the arrival of the end.
But everything has an end.
The previously dazzling and domineering light slowly softened, and finally dissipated like dust in the sunlight.
The land around them has been transformed beyond recognition.
If you can picture the outline of a butterfly in flight, you now have an idea of what this land looks like.
Yes, the explosion etched the outline of a fluttering butterfly into the landscape.
The lingering smoke and the scorched land tell the story of the fierce battle that took place before.
And there, the rebellious knight half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
His eyes were still as firm as before, but the armor on his body was in pieces.
The gold that was flying freely was stained by dust, and blood flowed from his forehead on his fair face.
"It seems that you still lost this time."
Emiya has appeared in front of Mordred, and the holy sword in his hand has disappeared.
In the previous confrontation, Mordred's Noble Phantasm still failed to defeat the Holy Sword.
Mordred has now completely lost his ability to move.
"Ah, I'm really not willing to give in.
Although I guessed that you would copy the Noble Phantasm, you actually copied my father's holy sword.
There must be a limit to the amount of cheating you can do."
Mordred propped up his body and said somewhat dejectedly.
"However, this ending is probably the one that best meets the expectations of the world.
The rebellious knight was defeated by the holy sword that symbolizes the King of Knights, and evil is defeated by justice.
I will welcome this ending."
The tone revealed countless loneliness.
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The rebellious knight, Mordred.
She is a rare villain who casts mud on the glorious legend of King Arthur at the last moment.
After the battle of Camlan, King Arthur was taken to the lake by the surviving knight Bedivere and threw his sword into the lake.
He left the world and went to Avalon to heal his wounds, which added a legendary quality to the legend of King Arthur.
And what about Mordred?
After the battle, her body will only stay in the hills of Kamlan, unnoticed, even cast aside, and will rot and be eaten away by corpse insects.
King Arthur became a legend, and Mordred was etched in history as a knight spurned by that legend.
I'm afraid even she subconsciously views herself this way.
"Why are you so obsessed with the throne?"
"What did you say" "I asked why you are so obsessed with the throne.
Saber became the king.
It was because Britain was in civil strife at that time.
In order to end the unnecessary war, she took out the sword and became the king."
Emiya said to the scarred girl in front of him.
"And you, do you only desire that position because of your admiration for Saber?"
"That's not true."
"That's why" "Why"
Mordred herself was stunned.
Why on earth was she looking forward to that seat?
Is it for power?
No, she is not interested in that kind of thing.
For the sake of glory, in her eyes at that time, becoming her father's knight was the most glorious thing.
So, what exactly is Mordred suddenly realized that she seemed to have been lying to him.
Once upon a time, the resentment towards Artoria due to a misunderstanding clouded her mind, and even now she has not truly discovered why she wanted to become the king in the first place.
Until now, nothing has been found. "" Mordred was lost in thought.
She didn't know what to say now.
After a long time, he responded.
"Why, you're so annoying and you're not mine, why do you care about me?"
He supported his body and stood up unsteadily with a little recovered strength.
"So, do you want to kill me here?"
"What are you thinking about killing you?
Don't forget, Saber came to this Holy Grail War just for you.
This matter is not over yet."
The wind was blowing, blowing away the burning breath from the land.
Mordred's blond hair was blown.
The rebellious knight didn't say anything more, just turned around and walked towards the back.
The swaying body drifted away.
Transformed into a spirit body in the light of morning light.
Emiya just looked at it without making any move.
How should I put it, his feelings towards Mordred are a bit complicated now.
That is, who is he to Mordred?
This is a brain-burning question.
"Forget it, let's go."
He shook his head and didn't think about this strange question again.
However, a seed was planted in the heart of the rebellious knight.
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This seed is constantly absorbing the sincerity that is gradually covered up by hatred.
One day, it will bear fruit.
I believe that only then will the rebellious knight truly understand what he wants.
On the horizon, the sun gradually rises.
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