I, The Giant of the Imperial Palace, Travel Through the Heavens!

"Treason against my gorgeous father!"

"Advanced Sword of Victory!"

The two magic power swords collided together, and the infinite magic power kept destroying everything around.

At this moment, even the night was illuminated by their attacks.

Under the persistence of the two.

The two attacked the center where they collided with each other, and a beam of light pierced into the sky, changing the direction of the sky.

On the periphery of the attack of the two, Joan of Arc has already led the lion Jie Jieli, who is a bystander, to retreat continuously.

After all, such an attack, even the aftermath, was not something an ordinary magician of his class could bear.

"ah!!!"

"ah!!!"

Emiya Shirou continued to output the magic power in his body, and insisted on it.

To be honest, this time the confrontation seems to be a bit of a disadvantage.

After all, it is an A+ grade Noble Phantasm with three strokes of command spells, and its power has already surpassed that of the holy sword.

Fortunately, Emiya Shirou's magical power was extremely abundant.

Originally, Emiya Shiro's magic power was far stronger than ordinary magic power because of the three-in-one reason.

In addition, as a demon, his total magic power has been rising.

Even though Emiya Shiro's magic power is A.

But it is already close to Ex!

In terms of the total amount of magic power alone, none of the participants in this Holy Grail War can compare to him.

Coupled with the high recovery brought about by his solo action, Emiya Shiro seized the opportunity of victory.

"Don't try to overwhelm me!"

"You are!"

Using all their magical powers, the two who intend to suppress each other end up with an equal share.

The terrifying magic power penetrated the world, and after all, it was not pressed to any side.

After the confrontation just now, the environment around Shirou Emiya was completely destroyed.

At this time, as the surrounding smoke dissipated, the two who had used up all their magic power kept panting.

They are finally tired.

"You guy, you're really not bad, you're even as good as me!"

"How dare you say it! If it weren't for the command spell, would you be able to confront me?"

The tired two were even talking intermittently at this moment.

After a moment of panting, Mordred who was sitting on the ground suddenly asked, "Father, is she really in love?"

"Ah, in love!"

"Really! That would be great!"

Looking at the stars in the sky, Mordred said to himself: "My previous wish was to go back to the past, challenge the sword of the king, and want to prove my ability to my father."

"But now I'm giving up!"

"Rather than giving up, it would be more appropriate to say that I finally woke up. As long as I pick up the things that fell from the king's hands, I'm probably already very happy!"

"What I hate is only the king, not my father. It was that country, that era that put everything on my father's shoulders, and imposed everything on that person, just through the title of 'king'."

"The reason why he is forced to stand alone is because he is the king."

"It is definitely not a hateful existence, but it is hated because of the identity of the king."

"All the dreams, hopes, and desires of all people are mercilessly presumptuously pinned on him."

"I just hate this embrace, and at the same time I really want to correct it. Because my father is not an existence that should bear people's hatred."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and Mordred even became hysterical at the end, but she calmed down afterwards.

"Every time I close my eyes, I dream."

"I've always had the dream that I wanted to challenge the chosen sword but couldn't."

"So, I thought there must be something missing, something necessary in order to be a king."

"But it's not like that, it's not like that."

"It's not that there are any deficiencies, but that it's completely different from my father's starting point."

"To make someone who has never met before smile - just for this purpose, my father aspires to become king."

What a ridiculous reason that is.

What a stupid reason that is.

What a sad reason that is.

That's—what an ethereal and precious reason.

Those who served him were afraid of his complete lack of selfish desires, and even I thought my father was like that.

Actually not.

It's just that the remuneration that the father wants is not a remuneration for anyone else, but something that everyone throws on the side of the road.

What my father cared about was not the sparkling gems, but his love for the humble stones rolling down the road.

"Now, she who has no selfish desires and has endured everything has finally made a choice for herself."

"This is really good!"

Keeping talking about his heart, Mordred finally laughed out loud.

And at this moment, after a golden light flashed, a golden long sword was inserted in front of her.

"This is!?"

"Choose the sword of the king!"

Choose the sword of the king, the real name is the golden sword of victory.

Arturia had drawn out this sword in the first place and became the king.

And Mordred's original wish was to pull it out to prove his qualifications.

"Do you want to pull it out?"

Hearing Emiya Shirou's question, Mordred was shocked.

Yes, do you want to pull it out?

Obviously my previous goal is right in front of me, do I want to pull it out?

Slowly stretching out his palm, Mordred cautiously touched the King Xuan Sword.

But just when her palm was about to touch the precious sword, her palm stopped suddenly.

The fingers suspended in mid-air moved slightly several times, but they still couldn't touch it after all.

Eventually, Mordred stopped.

Withdrew his arm.

"Really, I said that I have given up on this wish, why do you want to tempt me!"

Sighing helplessly, Mordred looked up at Emiya Shirou on the opposite side and said, "Has your magic power recovered yet? It's really fast!"

The blow just now, not to mention Mordred's magic power, even Lion Jie Jieli's magic power was almost exhausted.

Now, it is already very difficult for him just to maintain his body.

Let alone fighting.

What's more, without the magic power released, I can't even break through the opponent's defense.

What else can she fight with!

"You won this battle, Assassin Emiya Shirou!"

"Finish me!"

"Have you enjoyed your trip, Mordred?"

"Ah, I've had a lot of fun, whether it's the meeting with the Master, or knowing about my father, or fighting with you, all of this is a lot of fun."

"Really? Just have fun!"

Gently calling out the Xuanwang Sword stuck in the ground, Emiya Shirou held it up in front of him.

"Let me use this sword to finish you off!"

"The only thing that can kill a king is Wang Jian!"

The golden brilliance is constantly blooming, and little golden light is floating around.

Looking at the golden sword wave in front of him, Mordred said with a smile: "Although you always provoke me, it's quite interesting to chat with you."

"Then we will see you later!"

"The golden sword that must win!"

As the golden slash penetrated Mordred's body, as the red Saber, Mordred was the first to leave the Holy Grail War.

Looking at the gully in front of him, Emiya Shirou smiled and turned to walk away.

He waved to Joan of Arc and Shijie Jieli who were on the side.

Emiya Shirou walked alone in the dark night.

Suddenly, a golden flash burst out from behind him.

As the magic power kept flowing inside and outside his body, Joan could clearly feel that Emiya Shirou's sense of existence was constantly rising.

"This is?"

"Have you finally arrived at LV.6?"

Sensing his own state, Emiya Shirou had a happy expression on his face.

In the past, when upgrading, there would be no abnormalities.

But now, as a Servant, his upgrade is no different from the Second Coming of the Spirit Base.

How could there be no vision in such a situation!

Thus, the golden brilliance bloomed here.