I, the sword in the stone, want to take the knight king

Chapter 201

Who do you think I am?

Here, it is necessary to declare such a thing in advance:

At this moment, the sword of the vowed victory in Artoria’s hand is not the holy sword of the stars in the true sense.

It’s just a replica, simulated by magic.

Under the insistence of the Holy Grail system, it does have the concept of the Holy Sword of the Stars – but the concept ofThe actual effect is negligible.

And it is for this reason

When facing this “fake and shoddy” counterfeit, Char no longer needs to conquer the will of the holy sword before cutting off its blade as he did when facing the rotating victory sword.

“In the end, it’s just a product of magic power.”

Xia Ya said with cold eyes and disdain.

But the movements in his hands were not satisfied at all.

The blade entwined with the fire of the sun instantly extended.

Facing the sword of vowed victory in Artoria’s hand, she slammed it hard.

He wanted to make a hole directly in the body of the holy sword.

It’s just a pity.

Although the holy sword was indeed a counterfeit simulated by magic power, in Artoria’s hands, it seemed a bit “indestructible”.

“clang–”

The crisp sound immediately rang 513.

The reaction force brought about by the powerful collision of magic power was transmitted to Artoria’s palm, making her arm numb.

The light released from the holy sword also produced obvious fluctuations in an instant.

From light to dark and then to light, it proves that the collision just now caused the holy sword to suffer a lot of trouble, so that it had to draw strength from Artoria to repair itself.

Of course, if it is in Shaar’s eyes, it can also be interpreted like this:

“Use your own strength to protect the weapon in your hand?”

“As expected of you, King of Knights.”

“It’s still as indistinguishable as ever.”

His voice was calm.

But the disdain and sarcasm in the words can be heard even by an artificial human like Irisviel who doesn’t know much about the world.

Moreover, what made Alice Viel even more strange was that.

If she heard correctly.

It seems that from the very beginning, this should be Miss Dinah who changed her personality in an instant… It doesn’t seem to be aimed at Saber.

But it was aimed at the sword in her hand?

Did she have any trouble with that holy sword?

Irisviel frantically searched in her mind.

But, sorry.

The era in which King Arthur lived was too far away.

The information left so far is only broken pieces of good fortune.

It’s not enough for Irisviel to make any valid inferences.

But at the same time, on the other side.

Through the fight just now, Artoria felt a very familiar force.

For this power, even if she closes her eyes, she will never admit it wrong.

“Rotating the Sword of Victory?”

She looked at the short sword that Shaar held in his hand, which once again showed a pocket-sized appearance, with a suspicious gaze.

It became quiet again.

But Arturia’s heart was already filled with turbulent waves, which could no longer be calmed down.

“You are Gawain???”

she said guessing.

Theoretically speaking, Gao Wen should be the only owner of the rotating sword of victory.

But soon, she overturned this guess.

Of course she knew about that knight.

That was a loyal knight who would never point his sword at his lord no matter what.

And the person in front of him was acrimonious and sinister—in any case, he didn’t look like the Sun Knight should appear.

And, let’s be honest.

In Artoria’s impression, even that Vortigern who was called the “Humble King” would not be as unreasonable as him.

After all, that Vortigern was the chief culprit for bringing in the foreign race. But he is still the White Dragon King of Britain after all, a “remarkable” big man who truly possesses the power of a (afeb) king.

And this person in front of him…

“Stupid stupid stupid stupid!”

“How stupid!”

He looked at Shaar who was holding a dagger and constantly attacking the holy sword in his hand.

For a while, Artoria really didn’t know. The “stupid” in his mouth, is he talking about her or himself.

But then again.

Doubts are doubts, but the resistance is still to be resisted.

Xiaya’s attack is very delicate, and with the weapon that seems to be able to extend at will, every blow can be accurately landed on the weapon in Artoria’s hand.

At the same time, in order to prevent Xia from achieving his goal. Artoria is trying to reduce weapon-to-weapon collisions as much as possible.

Instead, use direct contact with the body, or the wind king enchantment wrapped around the sword of vowed victory, to engage in an unconventional fight with Shaar.

This is undoubtedly a very ridiculous scene:

It was supposed to be a weapon to help the sword bearer kill the enemy, but now it has become the object of protection of the sword bearer.

And at the very end.

When Xiaya was convinced that the Artoria in front of him was probably really holding the consciousness of “swearing to protect the weapon in his hand” when fighting him.

“What a boring person.”

He suddenly put away the blade in his hand, and put on an appearance of terminating the duel.

Because at this moment, he has already realized it very clearly.

The Artoria in front of him was really the naive and silly woman in his memory who would drown in her own ideals.

As the king’s chef, he warned himself that he must never be angry with this woman.

Because she didn’t know where she was wrong.

Getting angry with such a person… that’s purely torturing yourself.

“It’s all Merlin’s fault.”

He took it for granted and blamed all the faults on a certain flower magician.

But at the same time, even in the face of this ignorant king.

He also thought of a way to “torture” Arturia:

“You want to know who I really am, don’t you?”