Shinji Matou At Your Service

Chapter 117: The sword of vowed victory and the isolated utopia

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Legend has it that after King Arthur's sword, the Excalibur, broke, the great magician Merlin guided him to the holy lake. The fairy in the lake gave King Arthur a holy sword with a golden hilt and gemstones on the hilt. The blade could cut iron like mud, and the light it emitted was brighter than the sun.

Merlin once asked King Arthur this when he was given the scabbard of the Holy Sword along with the sword.

"My king, which do you think is more important, the sword or the scabbard?"

King Arthur answered without hesitation that it was the sword, but Merlin rebuked him with a wry smile.

"Don't make a mistake. The sword is for conquering enemies, but the sheath protects you. As long as the sheath is with you, you won't bleed or get hurt. The sheath is not the sword, it's the sheath that's important."

Just as Merlin said, King Arthur was invincible with the protection of the scabbard, but after the scabbard was lost, King Arthur's glorious life was overshadowed, which indirectly led to the final destruction of Britain.

Now, the most important treasure to King Arthur has finally returned to its owner.

This legendary scabbard is known as the hometown of the goblins, the final resting place of King Arthur, and the place that countless kings dream of but cannot reach. Its name is -

"Avalon!"

Saber couldn't help but pronounce the true name of this long-lost treasure. It was not a Noble Phantasm, but it had abilities comparable to the highest-level EX Noble Phantasms. It could heal all injuries, including curses.

The moment her injured left hand touched the surface of the scabbard, a long-lost clarity passed into Saber’s heart through her thumb, which should have been numb.

A huge amount of magic power was flowing between Saber and the shining scabbard, and the healing ability of the scabbard was constantly soaking Saber's thumb.

Mysteries will fail in the face of higher-level mysteries. This is an iron rule that every magician knows. Although the Yellow Rose's curse is powerful, it will also be defeated by the higher-level "Avalon".

However, this "defeat" was not an instant collapse, but a slow and continuous process, so slow that even after several minutes, Saber's injuries showed no obvious signs of healing. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Kiritsugu Emiya did not return the scabbard to Saber.

At this time, the sea demon was already close to the shore. If Rider and Lancer had not stopped it in time, the sea demon's tentacles would have fallen on Irisviel and Saber's heads.

Assassin was not idle either. She had been busy writing runes in the air. Judging from the fluctuations of magical power that were inadvertently released, this was probably a very high-level rune magic. Shinji even saw four original runes in the rune combination.

The original URUZ symbolizes the power of creativity. It can bring vitality and be used to cure diseases or injuries.

The original EIHWAZ symbolizes protection and can drive away curses.

The original HABALL symbolizes meditation and tranquility, and is a slow driving force that can bring good luck or positive and stable development.

The original GIFU symbolizes union and harmony. It can enhance the magic effect.

Around these four original runes, there are densely packed derivative runes of varying sizes floating, which together constitute this high-level magic.

The moment the magic was completed, Scathach looked up and said.

"Rider, drag that piece of meat into your barrier and throw it out after one minute. You can throw it as high as you can. Is that ok?"

"No problem! Lancer, stand back. From now on, I'll leave it to you, Assassin, Saber."

Seeing the two dead men nodding solemnly, Rider laughed and swung the reins, driving the chariot towards the sea demon without looking back.

"AAAALaLaLaLaLaie!!"

Along with the roar of the King of Conquerors, a scorching whirlwind swirled around him, blowing away the diffuse fog. This wind subverted nature and eroded reality.

In the blink of an eye, Rider’s figure and the giant body of the sea demon disappeared on the Miyuan River.

At the same time, Scathach grasped Saber's left hand, and the rune magic began to take effect.

Under Avalon's influence, the curse of "Yellow Rose Destruction" is no longer an ironclad stone that cannot be broken. It has cracks. Scathach was able to relieve Saber's pain before, and now she can contribute her strength to dispel the curse.

The power of exorcism tears the curse apart from the outside, and the power of healing penetrates deep into Saber's body, healing her wounds from the inside.

Inspired by Scathach, Irisviel also began to chant healing magic. She wanted to help the knight who had always protected her, even if it was just a little bit.

Lancer, who witnessed this scene, looked down at the magic spear given to him by his adoptive father. He did not regret stabbing Saber, but he also sincerely hoped that Saber's left hand could be restored. The former was his military honor, and the latter was a prayer for chivalry. The two were not contradictory.

The noble knight raised his two guns and silently guarded the people who were working hard. This was the only thing he could do now.

Saber sensed the will of her ally and could not help but increase the output of her magic power. The surging magic power created invisible ripples in the air. Kiritsugu, who was lurking on the cruise ship upstream, suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body and collapsed to the ground.

With the joint efforts of the three, invisible cursed energy continued to be squeezed out of Saber's wound, and finally the curse that the sea god Manano attached to the "Yellow Rose that Must Be Destroyed" was completely dispelled.

Freed from the curse, the wound on the Knight King's wrist healed quickly.

"Saber, it's up to you."

"I'll leave it to you, Saber."

The two Heroic Spirits smiled at Saber. The strong thoughts surging in her chest made Saber clench her left hand tightly, as if she was responding to everyone's expectations and enthusiasm in this way.

The silver wrist armor clanged and trembled slightly due to the boiling emotions.

"I swear to this sword that it will bring victory!"

The Wind King's barrier opened, and the golden sword showed its divine appearance in the sweeping wind. The sword body shone with golden light, as if responding to the victory that was bound to come, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

That is the supreme holy sword in King Arthur's legend.

It feels like looking at the morning light after a long night, and the uneasiness and anxiety deeply lingering in my heart are gently wiped away by this light.

Yes, that is the ideal of a knight.

Even in the bloody battlefield, exposed to death and despair, they still sang praises to the nobility of human nature. That is the crystallization of all things depicted in the hearts of all those who disappeared in the glory.

The air above the river began to vibrate as if it had been prepared for this moment, and the space that had been eroded by the thoughts of the heroic spirits returned to its normal state.

First, a strange shadow covered the night sky like a mirage, and then suddenly turned back into a solid body, leaving the terrifying giant body completely exposed in the air.

Only in this way can Saber not give the sea demon the slightest chance to survive and completely destroy it.

On top of the Vimana, an evil smile appeared at Saber, who was radiating a holy light.

"Let me see, Saber. I will judge your brilliance and value as a Heroic Spirit."

Rider, who appeared in the sky at the same time as the sea demon, did not even have time to speak, and drove the chariot away from the dangerous area at the fastest speed.

Shinji couldn't help but shout as the sea monster fell into the river under the pull of gravity.

"It's now, Saber."

Shinji is now more excited than ever. Bathed in the glory of the holy sword, his blood is boiling. He finally understands the true meaning of the sentence "Wherever the king's sword points, there our hearts will go."

The time is ripe.

The Knight King gathered all his strength into his arms gripping the hilt of the sword and raised the golden sword high.

The light is gathering.

The dazzling rays of light gathered together one after another, as if illuminating this peerless holy sword. It was their supreme mission to embellish the most dazzling brilliance.

The intense and peaceful light left everyone speechless.

This heroic figure once illuminated the turbulent times that were darker than the night.

He had survived ten years without yielding, and fought twelve battles without losing.

The king's achievements are unparalleled in the world, and the king's honor will be immortal.

That shining holy sword is the crystallization of the sad and noble dream that all the warriors who died on the battlefield held in their hearts at the last moment, spanning the past, present and future - the prayer called "glory".

It is an honor to uphold this will and a righteousness to implement this belief.

At this moment, the King of Victory called out the true name of the miracle in his hand.

Its name is—

"Ex-calibur (Sword of Promised Victory)!"

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