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Kamijou tilted his head in confusion.

"By the way, Guategawa and Master Owen both said just now that you will definitely come here! Isn't it just because of the 'meaning of union'?"

"If it's just a flag, someone can send it over."

The queen spoke as it should, and then walked forward with her head on.

"The purpose of my coming here is for this 300-year-old museum. It is one of the hubs to start the British national art."

"What is a national-level technique?"

"It's a general term for the spells that can only be performed based on the 'country'. The fortress in the world of Camelot is counted as one, the sword of Katina is counted as a national spiritual equipment, and there is also the 'joint magic' created at the same time as Katina. The significance of' also counts. There is also the last one, which was built in Britain after 1920, and it is a super-wide-area magic that is specially designed to deal with the crisis in the inner world."

Queen Elisa nodded to Owen, and the old man's eyes brightened.

He ran away quickly, as if preparing for something.

"Next, Fantasy Gospel. I have something to ask of you."

The queen looked at Kamijou, her expression became serious.

Kamijou's expression also turned serious, and the next step was the main event.

"Please say."

"Although I don't know exactly how the power of Katina is locked in other holy swords, but I can be sure that the 'wide-area cutting technique' used by the 'King Arthur' is the same as when I held Katina. There is no difference. In other words, if I use the following spells, I can stop her actions."

The queen paused.

"However, I need your assistance."

"..."

"Lola told me that she absolutely trusts you. She also said that no matter what the crisis, as long as you participate, there will be unexpected miracles. Therefore, although this plan is dangerous and bold, I can only believe now You."

After saying this in one breath, Queen Ilya spoke directly to Kamijou.

"I want you to do these things for the next ten minutes!"

Chapter 120: Let's fight all the way!

Not a castle.

But it is not a modern building.

It was a huge white building covering an extremely wide area.

If you look at it directly, it looks like those huge Greek temples in the photos of history books.

But in fact, this is the main entrance of the British Museum, one of the largest history museums in the world.

However, at this time, this place has become a battlefield.

Now there are [-] knights from the Cavaliers, taking turns attacking the main entrance.Although the museum's own defensive spells block it, these are actually not A-level ability users in terms of physical and magical qualities.

Nearly a hundred magicians working in the museum were beaten and retreated steadily.

Like a candle in the wind, or a silk thread hanging a heavy object, the line of defense will completely collapse in almost a second.

However, this second has passed for a long time, and it has not really come.

"These guys did it on purpose!!"

The defensive Puritan magician has sensed this.

"What is their purpose?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah------"

The human body, like a fired cannonball, flew past the speaking magician, smashed several people into the air, hit the wall and bounced back to the ground.

"Bastard!!! Are they planning to wear down our will bit by bit!!!"

"Maybe there are other plans, maybe it's to lure Her Lady Queen out!!"

The woman dressed as a witch emitted light from the hair of the broom, knocking away a knight in the distance—then the knight stood up again as if nothing had happened.

With one blow, the stone on the ground was lifted, and the stone was hit with the speed of a cannonball like swinging a baseball.

"Be careful!!!"

The Puritan magician pushed the witch away, but at the cost of being rubbed on his own arm.

A large piece of flesh and skin was 'poached' instantly, and the white part underneath came out.

The Puritan magician didn't react at first, and didn't realize what happened until the blood spurted out.

He covered his arms, his eyes widened, and he roared loudly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----"

"Watch out!!! They're getting serious!!!"

The witch was taken aback and stood up from the ground.

"The Witch's Elixir!"

After chanting the spell, the witch's broom emitted white light, covering the wound, forming a white film.

The bleeding was instantly sealed, but the flesh and blood would not grow out for a while.

Moreover, the screams suddenly increased.

More magicians were sent flying or knocked down.

The front line has completely collapsed.

A knight from the Knight Faction appeared behind the witch.Holding the knight sword high in his hand, he swung it down without the slightest hesitation.

"Well------"

The witch closed her eyes and lay on the Puritan magician.

She's not a professional fighter, just an employee working in a museum.Although he knows a little bit of magic, he is usually only in charge of being a commentator for ordinary people.

And most of the people here are no different from her.

Her weak body defense is not even comparable to a plate armor, but she still tries hard to protect the people under her.

brush!A cold light flashed like a half moon.

The Knight's Sword easily cuts the Witch and the Puritan Sorcerer in two—but not before.

boom--------

A fist-sized head hit the knight's chest at several times the speed of sound.

The exaggerated loud noise is comparable to a supersonic fighter jet flying overhead.

The silver-armored knight sent the knight to scream like a Puritan magician just now, and the upper and lower body were almost bent and stuck together, and flew upside down.

After flying tens of meters at an exaggerated speed, it crashed through the wall of the opposite building and disappeared into the big hole.

"..."

Because the momentum of that attack might be huge, everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time.

Then, the clicking sound of the steel and the slate came into the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

Whether it was a knight or a magician, they all turned to look at the young man who came out of the main entrance of the museum.

He swept around the miserable conditions of the magicians, and the golden arrogance on his body rose with anger.

Kamijou Touma and Artoria, wielding the holy spear with one hand.

"Now, let me fight you!"

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The men of the Cavaliers are all qualified fighters.

Although they are also afraid, they also know that they cannot be compared with Kamijou Touma.

But they let go of the magician enemy at hand, and rushed up to Kamijou without hesitation.

Kamijou Touma really, really admires these people.

Therefore, he will knock down these knights with gratitude!

"It's less than 3 kilometers away from Buckingham Palace, speed up all the way!!!"

"No problem, let's work together!"

Receiving Artoria's response from the bottom of his heart, Kamijou smiled slightly.

Then, the countdown begins!

Push hard on one leg.

A circular shock wave spread out, and Kamijou Touma instantly disappeared in place.

boom! ! ! !

With a perfect posture, a knight confirmed Kamijou's position and swung his long sword.

But the sword was swept away by the Holy Lance, and at the same time Kamijou's fist slammed into the knight's helmet.

A punch smashed the knight directly into the ground, and his upper body sank deeply into the ground.Only two legs were left outside.

"One!"

Kamijou counted, and then appeared in front of another knight in an instant.

Although the opponent relied on A's conditioned reflex to make an accurate defensive posture.

But to no avail, he was hit in the jaw by Kamijou's punch.

The poor knight fell into a coma the moment he flew up.

But Kamijou didn't let him go, and took the opportunity to grab his calf, and swung the flying knight like a one-handed hammer to the knight behind Kamijou.

boom! ! !

There was another large pit on the ground and two 'corpses' embedded in the ground.

"two, three"

Turn to look elsewhere.

Continue with the behavior just now.

Punch, parry, beat!

At this moment, the second hand of the clock finally jumped.

Heralds that a second has finally passed.

then.

boom--------

Twenty knights either flew into the sky, smashed into the ground, or flew into nearby buildings.

After completing the attack, Kamijou fell back to the original place.

"It's over, the next step is to go to Buckingham Palace."

"Go with great momentum."

Artoria reminded Kamijou in the mental space.

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"Finally, has it started yet?"

In front of Buckingham Palace, King Arthur opened his eyes.

The blond girl's eyes shone with an emotion that was hard to describe in one emotion. Excitement, excitement, anticipation, resentment... All kinds of emotions mixed together to form a certain expectation.

That's right, another self!

He obviously didn't steal any power, but inexplicably possessed another self with the strength enough to shake the world.

"Finally... no matter who it is, even another me! I won't lose here!"

"Knights!!! Prepare to meet the enemy!!!"