[ Bedivere's expression turned serious as he looked at Mordred, drawing his sword and pointing it behind everyone else: "Everyone, you go first!"
"Stop joking with me!!"
However, these words seemed to provoke Mordred. In an instant, She appeared in front of Bedivere, slashing down with a blade onto his sword!
"You actually conspire with rebels! Is this some kind of stupid joke?" The voice carried anger, echoing within the armor.
"I don't want to say anything more to you, the treacherous traitor who killed the king." Bedivere blocked the attack with his sword and didn't wish to speak further.
These words thoroughly enraged Mordred, who kicked Bedivere away! Then mocked him: "How clever to borrow someone else's hand, you coward!"
Afterwards, the two clashed again, their swords colliding repeatedly.
"I no longer have the protection of the spirit!"
"Nor do I have the blessing of the Sun!"
Clearly, Bedivere was no match for Mordred, struggling desperately to defend himself, yet his gaze remained incredibly determined!
"But time and again, until the very last moment!" Bedivere dodged an attack, stomping on the tip of the opponent's sword!
He then raised his sword, his tone complex: "She has entrusted me with an important mission!"
Upon hearing this, Mordred became silent, like the calm before a storm. With great force, he pushed back Bedivere, who had been stepping on his sword!
Mordred relentlessly attacked Bedivere with a barrage of strikes, her voice filled with disdain.
"So full of yourself, aren't you? Bedivere!"
"You're nothing but a third-rate knight sitting idly on an empty seat!!"
Facing Mordred's furious assault, Bedivere could only barely evade it, without any chance to catch his breath! One slip, and he would die on the spot!
"Useless in battle! It can't even protect your lord!" ]
~Projection of All Worlds~
"Third-rate knight?!"
"A knight isn't ranked by combat ability!"
"Without noble character, one cannot be called a knight! In my eyes, Bedivere is far more of a knight than you are."
~Katekyo Hitman Reborn! World~
"The final moment!? It means King Arthur's last order to return the holy sword!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi nervously answered Reborn's temporary test.
Reborn put away his handgun and nodded!
Relieved, Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed. Though worlds differ, history still holds some truth!
~Type-Moon World, Throne of Heroes~
Gawain turned his gaze toward Mordred, speaking with a complicated tone:
"That's too much... Mordred!"
Even unable to protect their Lord... this statement is also applicable to them.
"What does it have to do with me? It wasn't me saying it, and weren't you the one slaughtering innocent civilians in the video?"
Gawain fell silent. They still didn't fully understand what happened in the video!
~Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline~
"Sir Bedivere, you are absolutely not a third-rate knight...!"
Artoria said solemnly.
Perhaps he wasn't skilled in battle or blessed. Yet his mind was meticulous, his spirit strong, and his willpower admirable, all qualities worthy of praise!
[ "You're nothing but a coward protected by the king!" With that, She raised his sword!
The helmet visor opened, revealing an angry face glaring at Bedivere! It seemed dissatisfied that he had gained the king's attention!
"Even so! I also want...!" Bedivere struggled to rise from the ground, his right hand emitting golden light, charging toward Mordred!
"Boil over! Wrath of the Planet—!!"
Mordred glared viciously at Bedivere; mana around them condensed, turning red!
"Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father——!"
(Clarent Blood Arthur)
"O Silver Arm, Take Up Thy Sword——!!"
(Switch On - Airgetlám)
A torrent of red mana erupted from the sword, accompanied by lightning and shimmering golden light clashing against the right hand!
By the time Hassan of Serenity Fujimaru Ritsuka's group emerged, they saw a city wall engulfed in flames. Amidst thick smoke, Bedivere walked out unharmed!
Seeing Bedivere safe, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and fled together...! ]
~Projection of All Worlds~
"This... liberation feels somewhat special...!"
"Could it be a great filial son?! Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father?!"
At that moment, a straightforward cry echoed among professionals, raising a signal hammer:
"Farewell, Father! And my weakness!"
~Type-Moon World, Throne of Heroes~
"This is definitely Father's holy sword!"
Mordred grumbled, clearly defeated, though only by the sword of the father.
What puzzled her more was why Bedivere could wield her father's sword!
But even with her father's holy sword, if truly part of the Round Table Knights, meeting the father wouldn't be easy...
[ Meanwhile, Enforcement Knights had found East Village. The once peaceful village was now ablaze, and the flames of war continued to burn.
Countless torch-bearing cavalry surrounded East Village. Corpses littered the mountain ridges!
"The twentieth!" Arash shot down an Enforcement Knight, but there were simply too many! Even he couldn't save everyone!
A purple-armored figure charged at Arash, but Arash dodged the attack and retaliated with an arrow!
"A sneak attack?! Can you call yourself a Knight of the Round Table?!"
Lancelot didn't deny it, immediately wielding his longsword, staring intently at Arash: "Facing such an enemy like you, I'll stop at nothing!"
At the same time, Chaldea's group returned to the outskirts of the village! What they saw was a mountain engulfed in flames, survivors massacred by Enforcement Knights!
The cursed arm Hassan knelt in disbelief; unable to believe what he saw, his voice filled with rage: "Those bastards!!..." ]
~Projection of All Worlds~
"Why won't they leave them alone!! Aren't they just ordinary people wanting to survive?!"
"They haven't done anything... Yet they're mercilessly slaughtered!!"
"Those were people hoping for salvation in the Holy City; they can only gather together here for warmth, yet even they didn't spare them...!"
Knights without boundaries angered those watching outside the video, wishing they could enter and take revenge!
~Ultraman Tiga World~
"Aren't we all humans living together... Can't humanity coexist?!"
Such slaughter stirred Dyna, trampling freedom! Is this what justice calls itself?!
~Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline~
"Such an infuriating Lion King...!"
Red A [Emiya] couldn't help but speak. Even he wanted to deny his past self, facing such actions was unbearable... Why hadn't suppression summoned him over there?!
"This lion king is absolutely not our king...!"
Gawain angrily declared. Such behavior was unacceptable for knights, especially our holy king!
These are ordinary people trying to survive in chaotic times!
"Maybe we're all unknowingly controlled by someone?"
Lancelot's appearance wasn't surprising, given that several Knights of the Round Table had already shown up.
[ The scene shifted! Lancelot and Arash's battle continued.
Lancelot's Arondight emitted light, striking Arash's shoulder where they intersected...
Lancelot turned his back to Arash and praised: "Good skills! Arash..."
As these words ended, Arash realized something, looking at the severed shoulder!
"Breaking All Restraints - Overloaded Light of the Lake——!"
Arash's wound extended from the shoulder, blue light bursting forth, as if struck multiple times, collapsing and bleeding profusely!
From afar, Bedivere stared at the light, astonished: "That light is...!!"
When Bedivere and Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived, they saw Arash lying in a pool of blood!
"Arash... How could this happen!" Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed in disbelief, shocked that someone could defeat this legendary hero!
Suddenly, a red-haired knight approached, closing his eyes and saying: "Ah! I feel deep sorrow!"
His words spoke of sorrow, yet his face showed no emotion, his tone utterly calm.
Bedivere gazed at the figure, slowly saying: "Sire Tristan!" ]