Chapter 40. The world is shaken, netizens around the globe erupt in heated discussion!
["Servant Saber, I respond to your summoning."]
["Please command me, Master."]
[Under the night sky, the beautiful blonde girl spoke calmly, as if she had already experienced the ritual of joining the Holy Grail War, showing no sign of unfamiliarity at all.]
["Master…?"]
[Yukino repeated the word in a daze, not understanding why the other party was calling her 'Master'.]
[Amid the soft sound of armor brushing, a firm and powerful vow resounded.]
["From now on, my sword shall walk with you!"]
["Your fate shall exist alongside mine!"]
["Here and now, our contract is formed!"]
[She calmly turned her back to the girl, like a majestic king standing proud upon the battlefield.]
[Her bearing was extraordinary, ancient and mysterious, yet filled with authority.]
[Just standing there was enough to make people afraid to approach.]
[She was the pure king who transcended eras, the great hero praised endlessly by ancient poets!]
[A surge of mana rushed into her hand, a strong wind converging into a single point.]
[A golden beam of radiant light flashed brilliantly.]
["CLANG!"]
[Like the first cry of a newly forged divine weapon—Invisible Sword was now in the hand of the King of Knights.]
[She solemnly looked toward the distant ruins, where the purple-haired female Servant was slowly crawling back up, seemingly still unwilling to accept defeat.]
["BOOM BOOM…!!"]
[The King of Knights suddenly stomped the ground forcefully, launching herself forward like a cannonball fired at her enemy.]
[The air twisted and spiraled, creating dense white mist rings that spread outward, leaving countless afterimages behind and delivering an overwhelming visual shock.]
[Yukinoshita Yukino was startled in her heart and immediately leapt up to chase after her.]
...
King Arthur…
Had she really appeared?
On Earth, countless people suddenly averted their gazes, becoming solemn.
Not only because of the legendary and epic nature of King Arthur's story.
But because, in the moment when the sword's scabbard appeared, that divine and noble ideal—along with the light—penetrated deeply into everyone's heart, making them truly understand—just how much of a Saint, a Perfect One, a Supreme Being she really was!
Even when looking back through the glorious and radiant millennia of history—there were valiant knights, gentle scholars, rulers of the world, peerless emperors…
But the one bearing the name King Arthur Pendragon, followed by countless knights—
That embodiment of greatness—there was only one!
Protecting the borders, safeguarding the nation, silently bearing the weight of a country's fate alone!
This is—
Artoria Pendragon!
Someone sighed with emotion.
"I only regret being born too late, unable to fight shoulder to shoulder with this Saint King…"
"If I could have fought alongside My King against the Anglo-Saxon invaders, even if I left no name in history, even if I wasn't glorious for all time, dying on the battlefield would have been an honor."
Then someone angrily rebuked.
"There it is again, your sarcasm! So what if we're Anglo-Saxon?!"
"Hmph~ Just a bunch of Anglo-Saxon thieves."
Someone sneered coldly, lighting a cigarette and exhaling a ring of smoke full of contempt.
Countless netizens poured out their excitement like mad, commenting like a torrential storm.
"If this world really had magus and the Throne of Heroes, I would definitely summon King Arthur!"
"If that were true, all of us Irish would surely march to the capital to defend our monarch!"
"Hey hey hey, your ideals are too shallow. With King Arthur around, of course we must hold a referendum and let Northern Ireland become independent, free from the bloodsucking claws of the Anglo-Saxons!"
"Would King Arthur agree to that?"
"Absolutely! She's a Saint King, rare throughout history, once sacrificing everything to protect Britain, and in the future will surely protect her people too!!"
Countless people from the British Isles slammed their keyboards like mad, nearly screaming themselves hoarse.
Those living in capitalist countries often face an extremely miserable life.
Education of "happiness", poisonous vaccines, the lives of commoners treated like worthless weeds…
These blatant oppressions weigh heavily on each person.
They long deeply for a noble soul who could save the struggling masses at the very bottom of society.
He charges forth at the forefront.
He marches forward with valor.
He knows how to recognize and use talented people.
He possesses a magnanimous heart.
He is diligent in governance.
He loves his people like his own children…
His noble morality is worthy of any throne; the sword in his hand is powerful enough to sever all the vicious claws of his enemies!
Even though they live in different worlds,
Even though they are separated by distant time and space,
The longing in the hearts of the people for the descent of the King of Knights has never faded—instead, it has only deepened over the years, fermenting with time…
...
At this moment.
British Parliament, Palace of Westminster.
Each "big shot" held a cigar in their mouth, smoke swirling lazily—outwardly calm, but their faces were filled with gloom and anxiety.
"Northern Ireland is stirring up trouble again."
"Damn it, why couldn't this Celestial Curtain show up a bit earlier or later, why does it have to be now?"
"Then how do we explain the situation in Glastonbury?"
"…Just make a public announcement, say it's a conspiracy by the Americans, and tell people not to be deceived by the sugar-coated poison of the enemy. Our King Arthur is male, not female."
"We've already released that announcement, but the people are saying that gender cannot define King Arthur. They claim our world's King Arthur is biologically female, psychologically male, and also has a taste for cross-dress…"
"If things get too chaotic, just deploy tanks to suppress it. It won't stir up much of a storm anyway."
"Right now, the whole world is subconsciously developing an anti-us sentiment—anti-Anglo-Saxon. Let's just hope King Arthur from the Celestial Curtain doesn't stir up any more madness."
...
Japan, Chiba City, Happiness Manor.
The morning sunlight shone down, green willow sprouts just budding by the roadside, and a figure lazily leaned against the eaves.
"Divine Authority Jade is rising fast~."
The young man let out a relaxed smile, his demeanor elegant and carefree, like a young master who found joy in toying with the world.
Silver ripples shimmered at the corner of the status board.
[Creator: Raku Sou]
[Life Rank: Celestial-Human Realm (Stage 3 – Early Peak)]
[Bloodline: Diluted Ancient Red Dragon Bloodline]
[Available Secret Techniques: Isayama-ryu Swordsmanship, Isayama-ryu Spell, Mana Burst...]
[Theoretical Lifespan: 819.7 years]
[Divine Authority Jade: 2,172,361.01]
Along with the broadcast of Fate/stay night on the Celestial Curtain, his Divine Authority Jade surged to over two million.
Not only that, people all around the world gradually began to place their faith in the stories broadcast from the Celestial Curtain.
Especially the moment Artoria appeared—that belief reached an unprecedented peak!
As the Servant who left the deepest impression on the world, and the one everyone longed to see manifest in the real world—the cost for him to materialize Artoria had dropped by more than half!
If he wanted to channel the power of the King of Knights into his own body, the consumption would also decrease accordingly!
He only needed to wait a little longer…
Because—
This was not yet the limit of the King of Knights!
At present, the public's understanding of Artoria's combat strength was still rather vague, not yet clear enough.
In that case—
Let them witness the opening battle of the King of Knights!
And then…
Materialize the Servant's power!
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note: Ehm… I am completely ignorant of the history of the British Isles.
England? UK? British? Ireland? Anglo-Saxon?... I have absolutely no idea waht going on here.
So if I have made any mistakes, please forgive me...