I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Just summon Saber.

"Don't worry, Saber. I'm very powerful...don't worry about the demons at all." Du Lin responded calmly.

Rather, if someone like Gao Wen and Cui Sad appeared inappropriately, Du Lin would be killed like Cu Chulainn before their spirit bodies were condensed.

This time, he chose a specific summon and would not allow any servants other than Artoria to enter.

Artoria stared at him for a while, then hummed silently.

Bedivere, who was on the side, saw this familiar girl's face appearing, and tears welled up in his eyes: "My king, my loyal king..."

"Huh?" Arturia turned around and frowned, looked at the one-armed Bedivere, and said in surprise, "You, you are... Bedivere?"

She couldn't help but looked at the surrounding scene again, and finally understood why she felt so familiar when she opened her eyes before.

"This...is Camelot?" Arturia was completely dumbfounded.

Has she been summoned to the place where she worked before her death?Wait, if she appears, what will the king of this era do?

"Yes, King of Knights..."

"Okay, I have to interrupt your round table reminiscence." Du Lin stepped forward and said slowly: "Saber, I need you to do one thing now, destroy the holy gun behind you."

Artoria also noticed the beam of light from the holy gun behind her, which undoubtedly came from her previous weapon, but to release such a huge amount of energy, then in this era...

She faintly had a bad feeling, nodded: "Understood, Master."

It doesn't matter if this sentence is called or not, the chanting of the three incantations completely removed the constraints on the followers, and there was a suspicion that she was the master.

Of course, as the King of Knights, she would not threaten her summoner in this way.

Arturia wrapped the holy sword in her hand, surrounded by golden brilliance. Because of the contract, she didn't worry about her magic power being blocked at all, and she could freely absorb the Master's magic power without the Master's consent.

The golden holy sword, the envelope of the oath of victory suddenly pierced through the ceiling of the castle, Du Lin's face turned pale, and his energy became weak.

"Sorry, Master. I accidentally smoked too much..." Artoria said apologetically.

But it was just a moment of apology, and even compared to the seriousness that appeared on his face in the next second, the tone of the apology seemed more perfunctory.

Du Lin knew that she didn't mean that, and it was not the time to pay attention to this.

He ignored the fact that the magic power was being slowly drawn by the Dumb Hair King, but stared at the holy sword between the thrones that went straight to the sky.

"Cut off, can it be done?" Du Lin asked.

Arturia hummed: "From the outside, someone has already destroyed most of its protection. However, the Holy Lance and the Holy Sword belong to the same source. Now, if this star-made weapon wants to cut off the opponent, it only needs to destroy the remaining parts. It's just the outer shell, don't worry at all..."

"So that's how it is...I understand." Du Lin didn't understand at all in his heart, but decided to leave everything to the other party and chose to back away.

At the same time he pulled Bedivere aside.

A golden holy sword that goes straight to the sky is unleashed at the center of Camelot.

Swish-!

Without waiting for time to condense, a golden holy sword slashed directly at the huge beam of light in front of him.

[Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)]

The berserk impact swept across Durin and Bedivere instantly at close range. He had no choice but to drive away Bedivere, who had lost his holy sword and turned into a weak ordinary person, and jumped to the rear to deploy a defensive wall .

Staring ahead, the golden brilliance of the Sword of Oath of Victory impacted on the larger shell of the Holy Lance, and the two energies slowly merged, but this was by no means the case.

The energy of the holy sword was injected into it, and Durin and Bedivere observed a crack in the outer wall of the core of the holy gun at close range in a world full of golden particles, which had cracked under the radiance of the holy sword.

When this crack appeared, it was immediately the second, the third, and then countless cracks.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the holy sword of ether in Durin's hand turned into a magic wand, chanted loudly, and pointed at the back of Arturia in front.

"Star Concentration", "Attack Power Boost", "Crit Power Boost", "Chest Growth"...

A feeling from behind made Artoria's body tremble slightly, and the power poured into it made him a little unbelievable, but at the same time, he immediately understood that the help behind him required her to destroy the beam of light in front of him faster.

She understood, and maximized the release of magic power.

At the moment when the golden holy sword continued to output magic power, she held the 40-meter-long star holy sword and slashed at the holy gun beam of light three times in a row.

Golden particles splashed across the entire castle, the two sides from the throne were directly cut off, and the ceiling of the entire sky was instantly evaporated under the magic power.

The sky, presented in front of him and Bedivere, was filled with golden particles all over them, as gorgeous as entering the world of fairies.

However, the terrifying coercion appeared at this moment, and a ray of brilliance splashed out from the last defense on the holy spear, trying to rebound, but this was not in Artoria's eyes at all.

The almost infinite filling of magic power made it unnecessary for her to hide her identity as the child of the dragon. She turned into a berserk swordsman, slashing at the core beam of light of the Holy Lance with one sword after another.

Ka!

Sometimes the sound of shattering was small, and the more violent sound came from Arturia's holy sword slashing.

The continuous slashing with one sword after another, ignored the defensive attributes above, and directly imprinted on the center of it.

In less than 30 seconds, the surface of the holy gun's shell had fallen apart, and cracks appeared on it, as if it would collapse at any time.

The brilliance of the holy sword paused for a short while, and Artoria stood there panting, then suddenly shouted, clenched the holy sword in both hands, and drew out the ultimate magic power for the final slash.

"Go--!"

The beam of light from the holy spear that went straight to the sky was unstoppable in the face of this final slash.