Fate: Typemoon - My Dragon Knight

However, Agravain probably didn't have much attention to spare for Aslan and the others right now. After all, Lancelot, who had once again betrayed the King, was an existence he would absolutely not let go! Right now, he just wanted to chop off Lancelot's head to show everyone what kind of fate awaited those who betrayed the King!

"My daughter, your mission should be to stop that King from continuing down the wrong path, right? In that case, just go straight ahead! I will hold off these Purge Knights and Sir Agravain!"

Lancelot looked at Mash, feeling the "Gift" on his body already beginning to weaken because of his betrayal of the Lion King. He took a deep breath. Good... Sir Agravain did not receive the Lion King's blessing. Although these Purge Knights were extremely strong, in front of his own daughter, how could he possibly show a sign of being outmatched! Today, Lancelot was going to show the world what the invincible power brought by a daughter truly meant!!

Ritsuka looked at Lancelot and nodded. She called for Mash and Da Vinci and ran towards the city gate. Agravain only sent a portion of the Purge Knights to block them. It didn't matter if they could be stopped or not. To completely break through the gate of this New Camelot meant possessing the power to destroy the outer shell of the Holy Spear. The slight damage caused by Aslan's Spear of Destiny before had been restored to its original state within minutes of being damaged. And after that, the entire gate and city walls of Camelot had been reinforced several times. Even if they reached the gate, so what? This city was still indestructible.

After sending a Purge Knight flying with another punch, Da Vinci looked at Agravain, who had not pursued them, and seemed to have guessed something. She looked up at the city wall before her, took a deep breath. Whether it could be destroyed or not, she would be able to calculate and sense it with her Noble Phantasm once she was in front of the gate. In truth, Da Vinci didn't have much confidence in her heart. If her Noble Phantasm's power were fully released, she would have a 60-70% chance. Even against the spear that stabilized the world, she could try to analyze it. But now was different. Most of her Noble Phantasm's power was left in Chaldea, so she didn't even have a 50% chance.

Arriving at the base of the city wall, Mash raised her shield to block the pursuing Purge Knights, giving Da Vinci time to analyze the gate and the wall. Da Vinci put on her glasses, placed her hand on the gate before her, and frowned. This is troublesome. This time, she really had no confidence.

"Get out of my way! Get out of my way! GET OUT OF MY WAY!! This is the evil sword that destroyed my father! [Clarent Blood Arthur]!!"

Mordred, while cutting down the Purge Knights blocking her path, advanced. Upon seeing Mash's shield, she stepped on it, leaped high into the air, leaving a slightly surprised Mash behind. As she jumped, she also raised the demonic sword in her hand and directly released her Noble Phantasm.

Upon hearing the release chant of this Noble Phantasm, Da Vinci immediately pulled Ritsuka backward. The next moment, crimson lightning directly struck the city wall. The powerful magical energy exploded, creating a shockwave that sent several surrounding Purge Knights flying.

"How was it? Did the gate break open?"

Mordred glanced at the magical tools on her limbs, which were already emitting a slight warning. After confirming that her condition was still under control, she looked up at the gate before her. It was a pity; this time, let alone blasting open a small gap, not even a single sword mark was left.

The Lion King, sitting on her throne, composed herself. She didn't know why, but the emotional turmoil in her heart had inexplicably stirred. Feeling her own city gate being bombarded by a Noble Phantasm, the calmness on her face did not change in the slightest. Mordred's Noble Phantasm could not possibly destroy the gate and the city wall. But just in case, the Lion King still injected more magical energy into the Holy Spear. The entire shell covering the city became even harder.

This result made Mordred extremely annoyed. She continuously kicked the city gate. "You have the guts to open the gate! Don't be a coward in your shell! Lion King! You have the guts to snatch a body, you have the guts to open the gate! Don't hide inside without making a sound, I know you're home!!"

Hassan of the Hundred Faces and Cursed Arm also landed in front of everyone. "Regrettably, we have not found any other entrances. I'm afraid we can only forcibly destroy the defense here. Otherwise, even if we defeat all the Round Table Knights, we will not be able to achieve final victory."

The Supreme Masterpiece came from outside the city walls, following the main passage to arrive before this holy gate. It was only then that Ritsuka noticed a giant robot appearing before her. Although Ritsuka was a girl, you must know that this orange-haired young lady was an extraordinary woman. Among the Heroic Spirits who had appeared so far, before any particularly strange existences (like a certain black rabbit)... the Supreme Masterpiece was already very attractive. If you were to ask what Ritsuka was thinking right now, it would definitely be that she really wanted to hug this giant robot to sleep!

"Leave the destruction of this city's barrier to me. I suppose the world summoned me to complete this very task. As a witch rejected by Camelot, turning around to destroy this city should be quite normal, right?"

Morgan walked unhurriedly to the front of the city. She looked at this white city that had kept its gates tightly shut to her, both a thousand years ago and now, and gently shook her head.

Upon hearing Morgan's name, Ritsuka glanced at her curiously. The Morgan of legend was full of jealousy, and was also a rather dark and unscrupulous person. But looking at her now, Morgan seemed to have no connection to the one in the stories. Thinking about it, if Morgan were to one day die and ascend to the Throne of Heroes, to be summoned as a Servant, she would probably have two states of summoning. One would be the Morgan of Arthurian legend that everyone was familiar with, and the other would probably be the Morgan who, after experiencing endless ages, had become peaceful. This was just like how Old Man Li Shuwen could be summoned separately in his youth and old age.

"That which is reflected in my eyes... turn it all to ash. Beg forgiveness at my feet... This is all holy swords are worth! Fall—[Roadless Camelot]!"

Morgan slowly sat down on her own throne. One after another, black flame spears fell, like a red carpet constantly extending forward. The final black flame spear, like a release of the Holy Spear itself, fell from the ends of the sky and then struck the protective shield of this white city.