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The Blessing of 'Nightless'!
Wherever Gawain stood, it was day.
What a heaven-defying blessing!
Across the infinite dimensions, countless viewers were stunned by this revelation, and the Knights of the Round Table even more so.
Detective Conan: "For Gawain, this blessing is a bit too overpowered, isn't it?"
Yukino Yukinoshita: "Now he truly is the Knight of the Sun. With his power under the sun, not even the strongest Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot, is his match."
Lancelot: "A Gawain who is always under the sun… Hiss!"
Those unfamiliar with Gawain might not understand the utility of the 'Nightless' blessing, but those familiar with the tales of the Knights of the Round Table knew just how significant the sun's enhancement was for him.
In the legends, Gawain was blessed by a saint, and for three hours from 9 AM to noon, and for three hours from 3 PM to sunset, his strength would be tripled.
Lancelot was the undisputed strongest among the Knights of the Round Table, yet during the daytime, Gawain could fight him on even footing, even slightly overpowering him.
If Lancelot wanted to defeat Gawain, he could only stall for time, dragging the fight out until the sun had set and night had fallen.
But now, stalling for time was useless. Against Gawain, even the strongest Lancelot could only face defeat.
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[On the light curtain, Da Vinci observed Gawain carefully. The more she looked, the more alarmed she became, and a cold sweat couldn't help but trickle down her face. "Sure enough, just like that Archer Tristan, this Spirit Origin scale is simply off the charts."
["With our current strength, we'd only be walking to our deaths if we faced him!"]
[Ritsuka Fujimaru revealed a look of surprise. "He's really that strong? We have four Servants right now!"]
[Hearing Ritsuka's words, Da Vinci rolled her eyes.]
[Ritsuka was right, they did have four Servants. But Mash was a Demi-Servant, and as for 'Lucius,' based on his current condition, even with his prosthetic arm, he could only be considered an average, second-rate Servant.]
[Da Vinci herself was a support, with almost no combat ability. As for Guinaifen…]
[Da Vinci glanced at Guinaifen and sighed deeply. She was clearly a Lancer of the Knight classes, but her base stats were abysmal. The current Guinaifen didn't even know what her own Noble Phantasm was, let alone how to fight.]
[In contrast, Gawain was a famous knight under King Arthur even before his enhancement. His abilities were top-tier, if not the absolute peak. Now, having received the 'Nightless' enhancement, his strength had increased exponentially.]
[Coupled with his enhanced Spirit Origin scale, in a normal Holy Grail War, almost no one would be his opponent.]
["Under the Lion King's 'blessing,' Gawain's strength has increased exponentially. He can't be compared to the Servants we've encountered before. This situation is almost as if a Heroic Spirit descended directly from the Throne of Heroes to fight."
[After hearing Da Vinci's explanation, Ritsuka Fujimaru understood, but a faint sense of unease crept into her heart.]
[Gawain's strength was this terrifying. If he was anything like Tristan, then the consequences… would be unthinkable.]
[Meanwhile, Gawain continued to speak. His expression was calm and emotionless, and his eyes gave off a feeling of such coldness that it was as if he were dead.]
[This was completely inconsistent with the image of Gawain from the historical legends!]
["I am truly grateful that you have all taken the initiative to come to the Holy City. The Age of Man has been destroyed, and this small world is also about to perish."
["The Lord has passed judgment. There is no longer any land left on the surface for humanity to inhabit."
["That's right. Besides this Holy City of Camelot, there is nowhere else to live."
["Our Holy City is a completely perfect and pure Millennium Kingdom. And after passing through this main gate, the ideal world awaits you."
["My King will accept all people. Whether heretic or foreigner, all may enter the Holy City."
[As Gawain spoke these words, the refugees became agitated. A glint of hope and anticipation shone through their clouded eyes.]
[One of the women was in tears, her hands clasped together. "A Knight of the Round Table… How holy…"]
["Even for a knight from a foreign land, that radiance is so dazzling."
[In an instant, countless cheers and even sobs of joy filled the air. The refugees' emotions had reached a peak and were now bursting forth.]
[Gawain simply watched all of this calmly. Deep within his eyes, there seemed to be a hint of pain, but it was so well hidden that not even Ritsuka, who was most skilled at observing Servants' emotions, noticed it.]
["But before that, you must first receive my King's permission."
["As you all knew before coming here, my King will conduct a Saint Selection. Only those who pass the Saint Selection may enter the Holy City."
[As Gawain's voice fell, the refugees quieted down. They all looked at Gawain outside the city gate with a sliver of hope and a bit of apprehension, hoping the Saint Selection would begin quickly, hoping they themselves would be chosen to enter the Holy City.]
[This was their only way to survive in this land of finality!]
[It was at this moment that the refugees suddenly discovered a golden radiance scattering down from atop the city wall, at the position directly above the main gate. A silver-white figure appeared there.]
[Clad in silver armor, wearing a pure white cloak, and a silver helmet in the style of a lion's head.]
[The Pure White Lion King!]
[The true master of this Holy City, the King Arthur who had already transformed into a deity!]
[With her appearance, all the refugees, as well as the viewers outside the light curtain, fixed their gazes upon her.]
[She clearly did nothing, merely standing there, yet she exuded an aura of might that commanded respect without anger.]
[Compared to the aura of a king, this was more like the divine might of a god!]
[The current Lion King stood upon the city wall, bathed in golden radiance.]
[That ethereal and holy temperament made her seem incomparably divine, as if she possessed an endless radiance.]
[It was at this moment that Mash once again felt the Spirit Origin within her body stir. And in Lucius's eyes, a flash of excitement appeared, as if something was about to burst forth, almost making him cry out.]
[However, Lucius ultimately did not cry out. He suppressed the激动 emotion in his heart, merely looking at the Lion King on the wall with a complicated gaze.]
[Guinaifen looked at the Lion King on the wall, her mind a blank slate.]
[Although it was faint, that thing she had inexplicably gained upon descending into this world, the thing Chaldea called a Spirit Origin, seemed to react the moment the Lion King appeared.]
[Though it wasn't as obvious as Mash's reaction beside her, it was definitely there.]
[At the same time, the Lion King spoke. The voice that came out was one familiar to the audience outside the light curtain, the voice of King Arthur from the first viewing.]
[Only, this voice was somewhat ethereal, incomparably cold, as if devoid of any and all emotion.]
["Those who can be led to the end are very limited. The essence of man is corrupt and ugly."
["Therefore, I will conduct a selection. I will select those souls that will never be sullied, those souls that will never be moved by evil."
["Humans who are born, and will remain forever unchanged, eternally immaculate."
[As she spoke these words, the Lion King raised her right hand, and a golden radiance flickered in her palm.]
[The next moment, a uniquely shaped knight's lance appeared in her hand.]
[It was a lance woven together from metal strips, with a golden halo shimmering within. Some light particles emanated directly from the gaps in the woven metal, appearing incredibly magical, as if something was wrapped within.]
[Considering King Arthur's past and legends, the identity of this long lance was not difficult to guess. The Holy Lance, Rhongomyniad.]
[In the Battle of Camlann, this was the very lance King Arthur used to strike down Mordred.]
[In the eyes of the refugees, the Lion King held Rhongomyniad, its tip blooming with a golden halo, brilliant and dazzling.]
[Then, among the crowd, several people, as if in resonance, began to radiate a golden light, as if they were basking in holy light.]
[Taking a closer look, there were a total of four people bathed in this radiance. Three refugees, and also…]
[Guinaifen!!!]
[Instantly, Guinaifen and her group, who had been inconspicuous in the crowd, became extremely eye-catching.]
["What's going on? This is…"]
[Guinaifen, who had been chosen, was in turmoil. She subconsciously retreated, but the golden light remained on her. And for some unknown reason, the light on her body was even more dazzling than that of the other refugees who had also been chosen.]
[Clearly, Gawain and Lucius were both drawn to the current Guinaifen.]
[It wasn't because Guinaifen had been chosen, but because the light on her body made them vaguely see the radiance of the Holy Sword that King Arthur had once wielded.]
[At that moment, the Lion King's gaze also fell upon Guinaifen. Her face, hidden by the lion-style helmet, showed no expression.]
[But if one were to remove the Lion King's helmet at this moment, they would discover that this deity, who had long since transformed, revealed an expression of utter shock upon seeing Guinaifen.]
[Such an expression could not be seen on the face of the normal King Arthur, let alone the King Arthur who had already become a god with blunted emotions.]
[It was a pity that the lion helmet did a good job of preserving the Lion King's imposing image, not allowing her to show too exaggerated an expression in front of so many refugees and her subordinates.]
[With the appearance of the holy light, the refugees now didn't understand what had happened. Everyone was bewildered, subconsciously moving away from those who were glowing.]
[Clearly, they realized that the Lion King's action just now was the Saint Selection, but they didn't understand what was going on with the four people glowing with golden light.]
[Could it be… that in this Saint Selection ceremony, only four people passed?]
[How could that be? There were thousands of refugees here. They had traveled thousands of miles to reach the Holy City. If only four people passed, that would be far too much.]
[But at that moment, Ritsuka Fujimaru smelled an unusual scent. She looked at the Lion King on the wall, then walked to Guinaifen's side and grabbed her hand.]
[After discovering that Guinaifen's body was also glowing, the Lion King's expression was not quite right.]
[Then, Da Vinci immediately looked around and discovered that a similar radiance was only present in three other places. She instantly realized what was happening.]
[However, this genius's thoughts were different from others. She had realized something else, and her eyes couldn't help but widen.]
[Then, her expression turned grim, and her face became grave as she said, "This is terrible. Impossible. How could something like this happen?"]
[Ritsuka was confused. "Da Vinci-chan, what's wrong?"]
[Da Vinci didn't explain, instead speaking in a deep voice, "Ritsuka, Mash, and Mr. Lucius, Miss Guinaifen, we are leaving this place immediately!"]
["We should still be able to make it now. What Saint Selection? That's just a damn typo! Those bastards…"]
[The rest of her words turned into a muttered complaint filled with resentment.]
[Just as the group was filled with confusion, it was already too late. The camera switched back to the Lion King, and they heard this goddess give an order in an extremely cold voice.]
["The Saint Selection is complete. Only four have passed and may enter the Holy City."
["Now, retrieve the humans who have passed the Saint Selection. Sir Gawain… the other three can be delayed, but that woman, that Lancer… you must retrieve her to the Holy City now. You must bring her to my side immediately!"]
[As her voice fell, the Lion King turned and left. At the very end, she took another deep look at Guinaifen, her thoughts unknown, then left without looking back.]
[The Lion King's inexplicable order raised the vigilance of Guinaifen and the Chaldean party to its highest level!]
[What was going on? What did she mean, Guinaifen must be brought to the Holy City?]
[And since it was a must, why didn't the Lion King act herself, instead ordering Gawain to do this tedious task?]
[Facing the departing Lion King, Gawain, though somewhat confused and doubtful, still respectfully placed a hand on his chest and bowed. "As you command, my King."
[Then, he turned around, faced the refugees, and slowly drew the sword from his waist, emitting a crisp metallic scrape.]
[As Gawain moved, the Purified Knights also gripped their weapons and raised them.]
["Everyone, it is most regrettable, but this is also for the continuation of the future."
[His voice was solemn and heavy, as if he bore countless burdens, yet possessed an unshakeable resolve.]
["Everything is for the continuation of humanity."
["The King wishes for you to be purified. So now, let the Saint's Punishment begin…"]
[As Gawain spoke these words, the slaughter began.]
[The Purified Knights, who had previously been maintaining order, now surged with mana, raising their blades against the nearest refugees.]
[Facing the Purified Knights, who possessed the attributes of third-rate Servants, the refugees had no ability to resist at all. In almost a single exchange, over a hundred refugees died.]
[Furthermore, even more Purified Knights surged forth from the city walls, drawing their bows and loosing arrows of immense power that struck the refugees one by one.]
[Ordinary people, facing power on the level of a Servant, were as fragile as paper.]
[Screams, cries, and shrieks rang out continuously.]
[But Gawain was unmoved. At this moment, his entire line of sight was fixed on Guinaifen.]
[Since the King had given the order, then as a knight, he could only obey!]]
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