Tribute to the Demon King

The pupils of Agguwen beside him suddenly shrank: "This is, Merlin's..."

Under the surprised gazes of the Knights of the Round Table, a faint, ashes-like light began to fall from the sky like feathers.Those radiance fell into the group of flowers, and the orange-red liquid was immediately brewed in the flower buds, and then the flowers were pressed down and slowly spit out the orange-red liquid.

Then, those flower pastes merged with each other, intertwined and turned into a human form, molded the facial features, and condensed the outer shirt.

"This is……"

Gawain showed an expression of disbelief, and the knights on the city wall fell silent.

the reason is simple.

What Zhou Yi summoned was none other than the compatriots they killed with their own hands.

King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table -

"The second seat is Percival, the third seat is Kai, the sixth seat is Gahoris, the ninth seat is Balmides, the advisor supervisor is King Perinoa, and the next No. 11 seat is Boss..."

Zhou Yi whispered, showing a broad smile: "Also, Bedivere, No. 11 seat in the first round."

Beside Zhou Yi, these dead heroes stood together silently, looking at the Lion King on the city wall.

It was not the resurrected, ignorant undead.

Kay was still talking trash with his mouth curled up, and Galhoris couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief seeing Gawain and Gareth who were still alive. And nostalgic eyes cast on Tristan with his eyes closed...

They are undoubtedly real, flesh-and-blood people.

"you……"

Agguiwen clenched his teeth almost furiously, with such strength that one wondered whether he would crush his own teeth: "Are you going to betray the king? It's not enough to raise a sword against the king...even standing in front of that man ! and him! came before Camelot!"

"It's not that they hate the Lion King, Aggravin."

Zhou Yi sighed slightly, and the young boy's voice was clear and peaceful: "They are in love with King Arthur."

When Lancelot heard this, his hesitant eyes moved slightly.

"you--"

"It's all right, Agguivin."

As soon as Agguiwen yelled, the Lion King interrupted him calmly: "I knew a long time ago that he would definitely come to hinder me...even if he is not Beast."

"You know me well, Arturia."

Zhou Yi smiled and tilted his head slightly: "Of course I'm here to stop you, otherwise you'll cry otherwise."

"...Is it?"

Gao Wen was startled for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

"I still remember your ideal at that time, Artoria. Even if people's expectations of you are equivalent to a curse, even if that ideal cannot be realized...but as long as you can keep that oath, someone will be saved."

Fufu who was hiding in Matthew's arms suddenly broke free from Matthew's embrace, screaming "Fufu", and jumped into Zhou Yi's arms.

Zhou Yi smiled gently, and gently stroked Fufu's hair with his fingers: "Long time no see, Casparigou."

Opposite him, the anger on Agguiwen's face gradually froze and dissipated.

The knights of the round table on the city wall and the knights of the round table under the city wall all turned their heads in silence to look at the young boy sitting on Bedivere's shoulder.

Under the city of Camelot, only Zhou Yi's whisper could be heard for a moment.

"I still remember your answer back then."

"You say...'It doesn't matter. No matter what happens in the future, even if there is an inescapable, lonely shattering waiting ahead...At least, there are many people laughing. So...'"

"—Now, liberate the round table."

The Lion King interrupted Zhou Yi with a blunt tone: "Also, you are fundamentally mistaken, I am not King Arthur."

There was still no expression on his face, and his pupils shone with a god-like ruthless brilliance.

But the Knights of the Round Table instinctively realized that the Lion King seemed to be angry.

The holy spear held in His right hand ignited a dazzling light.

Surrounding the holy city of Camelot, a splendid golden barrier rises from the ground, dividing the outside of the city and the inside of the city.

"Let's just say it. I—love you guys, you're the most important thing."

The Lion King spoke in an incomprehensible tone in exactly the same way as Artoria, "So, I can't bear to lose you...losing a human being."

The Holy Lance Lungominiad uses the "Pillar of Light" that maintains the surface of the world as its main body.At this time, after the surface layer of the world was peeled off, the world also centered on Camelot, and began to slowly curl inwards and close... like vegetables shrunk under high temperature.

The surrounding scenes began to disappear, and the world slowly returned to "nothing".

Whether it was the city walls or the land, whether it was the refugees or the solemn knights, all of them began to crumble and disappear without exception.

"That's why I decided to bestow 'Forever' on you humans. To those souls who are fit to survive into the future."

"Love...?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi showed a smile that I don't know whether it was ridicule or compassion: "Are you going to compare your love for human beings with me?"

"Farewell, Eden. You are not Merlin, and I am not Artoria. You have no right to preach to me."

The Lion King Lungominiad said indifferently: "I thought you were the Beast itself, but now it seems that I guessed wrong. You are just a piece of Eden. You are just the residue of human beings. If you If you want to deny my existence, then I will also deny you—"