Dark history exposed.
Public execution!
The memory scenes Fairy Lancelot saw were events that happened in other timelines existing within the Throne of Heroes.
All were experiences of Pan-Human History Lancelot, with no false elements whatsoever.
If she had watched them alone, it wouldn't have had much impact.
But now, uploader [Alaya] had very "kindly" exposed them.
Scene after scene instantly exploded among viewers worldwide——
[Ahhhh, my eyes! This is just too damn perverted!]
[Did I see wrong? Lancelot with those thick eyebrows and big eyes, you're actually this kind of pervert?]
[Mash is so pitiful, experiencing something in mere seconds that leaves a lifetime of incurable trauma!]
[First glance: Damn, that hurts my eyes! Second glance: Contemplating. Third glance: I want to see Father-in-law's doujinshi within three days!]
[Putting aside sexual orientation, Lancelot has dignified and resolute features, a strong and athletic build... Damn, I can't keep this up, give me back my eyes!]
[Damn! I hereby renounce my fandom for Pan-Human History Lancelot! Strongly suggest Mother-in-law dress like this instead to cleanse everyone's eyes!]
...
In the living room.
Roya saw this scene and was so frightened she instantly backed up against the sofa.
She wore an expression of apocalyptic shock: "Lancelot is this perverted in private?"
Unbelievable!
This Knight of the Round Table was considered equal to Gawain.
Aside from his affair with Queen Guinevere, he was considered the perfect knight.
But now.
Lancelot was actually dressed in such an eye-searing outfit, and had enthusiastically run up to Mash!
This scene was just too perverted!
It made Roya unconsciously glance at the otaku nearby.
Hmm, what if one day Souma dressed like this to please her...
It seemed... not entirely unacceptable?
Roya suddenly felt something might be wrong with herself.
She must have been influenced by that pervert Lancelot!
Though, come to think of it.
Compared to the iron-blooded tough guy Lancelot, this dead otaku beside her actually had a rather slender build.
If dressed up properly, he'd make quite the pretty boy.
Of course, he still couldn't compare to Mr. Qin and Mr. Gold.
Those two would be absolutely stunning cross-dressers if they dressed up.
Ahem, better not say that out loud - she'd definitely be looked down on for that.
After all—
[Beware of weebs!]
Roya cleared her throat and asked curiously: "So why did Lancelot put on this outfit?"
"Probably Astolfo's suggestion," Gilgamesh said with great interest.
"Huh? Did that trap knight purely trick Lancelot into becoming a cross-dresser?"
Roya grew even more astonished.
That pink-haired knight was a genuine cross-dresser, yet surprisingly quite stunning.
Combined with his always cheerful and lively personality, and his habit of speaking blunt truths without restraint, often revealing various heroic spirits' secrets.
This gave him immense popularity worldwide.
"Probably Astolfo's intuition made him suggest this to Lancelot, though he can only perceive incomplete futures."
Gilgamesh's smile grew more pleased.
Watching powerful heroic spirits' embarrassing histories get publicly exposed was truly the most delightful thing.
As the price for his [Erosion of Reason], Astolfo possessed [Intuition] comparable to Gilgamesh's clairvoyance.
Allowing him to instinctively sense the future.
Combined with [Erosion of Reason], he naturally did whatever he wanted, making such actions completely expected.
Roya paused for a moment, then blurted out: "This outfit... wasn't it originally prepared by Mash for her senpai?"
Mash had somehow learned that Nameless liked sexy catgirl outfits and had specially prepared corresponding casual clothes.
And Astolfo could use his [Intuition] to "see" the most advantageous outcomes.
However, he couldn't see complete futures.
So Astolfo's [Intuition] mistakenly thought the casual clothes would help please Mash, hence suggesting Lancelot do this.
Thinking this made Roya feel even more sympathy for poor Mash.
It was clearly a shameful outfit meant for Nameless, but her old man had to prance around in it like a coquette.
Now it had been exposed for the whole world to see.
What a double blow—
No, a triple blow!
This kind of blow would be enough to haunt Mash for the rest of her life.
So tragic!
"Trying to please her senior?" Souma was astonished.
This outfit was extremely revealing, with a shameful design that defied human decency.
Did his junior really have such courage?
Making his junior wear something like this was simply—
Damn it, I haven't even seen it yet!
Souma instantly felt his heart bleeding.
This was definitely meant to be a surprise gift for him, but that meddlesome Lancelot had to ruin it.
Even if you're my father-in-law, I'll still cut you down twice first!
"Mash is so pitiful. I wonder if Fairy Knight Lancelot will comfort her."
Roya shook her head, full of sympathy.
For such a tragic little shield maiden, only Fairy Knight Lancelot transforming into a gentle mother could heal her psychological trauma.
But here's the question.
Could Fairy Knight Lancelot end up being charmed by Nameless?
With Nameless's terrifying [Crown-ranked Beauty] charm, it's actually quite possible!
Roya's face instantly lit up with an expectant smile.
Tsk, if Fairy Knight Lancelot and Mash were together, that would be even more exciting!
Anyway, it had nothing to do with her—she could just enjoy the show as a spectator.
As a qualified onlooker, she only feared the drama wouldn't be big or sweet enough!
...
The video continued.
With Nameless's reminder.
Fairy Knight Lancelot had finished viewing the relevant memories of the Pan-human History Lancelot.
It was precisely after seeing these memories that she understood the little shield maiden before her was intricately connected to her.
After all, she had fused with Lancelot's Saint Graph, so she could naturally consider Mash as her own daughter.
The problem was.
How should she treat this daughter who was also her enemy?
While she was frowning, Nameless took the initiative to say: "Since you and he are not the same person, I won't force you to treat Mash as your daughter, but please don't continue fighting her."
"Hmm, I am the strongest, so I don't look down on or mock the weak." Fairy Knight Lancelot regained her confidence.
She viewed humans as "evil" beings.
However.
She didn't hate them, nor did she look down on them—she simply considered humans as creatures with poor survival capabilities.
The reason was simple—
"I'm too strong, everyone else is weak!"
Yes, that was the reason.
Fairy Knight Lancelot possessed overwhelming power, making her the absolute strongest among the Fairy Round Table Knights.
Everyone else besides her was weak.
Therefore, she wouldn't mock the weak.
Instead, she possessed the gentleness to comfort the weak.
Making them follow the strong.
That is, to follow herself.
Nameless smiled and asked: "Might I ask, as the strongest, could you assist me in fighting the even stronger Morgan?"
"Fight Morgan?" Fairy Knight Lancelot was slightly taken aback.
Nameless replied: "Yes, Morgan is the king of this Lostbelt. Defeating her would prove you're the strongest."
These words made the onlookers chuckle.
For someone who claimed to be the strongest, this was the ultimate provocation.
However.
It was useless.
Fairy Knight Lancelot said bluntly: "Then, fight me first to prove whether you're qualified to be my teammate!"
"Good, as you wish!"
Nameless directly deployed his Reality Marble—
[Unlimited Blade Works!]
A blazing barrier engulfed the two in an instant, transporting them to a nearly magical miniature world.
Countless swords were embedded in the ground, forming the most magnificent sword graveyard.
It could also be called—
[Treasure Trove of Swords!]
Fairy Lancelot surveyed the surroundings and revealed a faint smile: "Interesting. Though weaker than me, you still present something fascinating."
"Then, allow me to show you my cultivation in the way of the sword."
Nameless extended his hand and summoned, "I shall be the master of all blades—Swords, come!"
Hum~
All the countless swords on the ground soared into the air, transforming into the most soul-shaking and dazzling spectacle of myriad swords returning to their origin.
Even Fairy Lancelot grew increasingly astonished, brimming with intense curiosity.
He stood quietly to the side, refraining from seizing the opportunity to strike.
Nameless whispered softly: "What I seek is the ultimate sword path—to sever connections, to sever fate, to sever karmic bonds."
"Using thousands upon thousands of blades as models, piling up layer upon layer of sword graves."
Sword after precious sword fell into the massive furnace materializing behind him.
The sound of metalworking reverberated throughout the bounded field, refining countless swords into one.
Nameless held the ultimate noble phantasm forged from melting myriad blades: "The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth; the named is the mother of all things."
"Take this, this is my—Nameless Sword!"
Nameless by name, yet surpassing all that is named!
Within a single sword strike, contained the ultimate essence of his sword cultivation path that transcended life and death, transcended yin and yang.
Striking from the very origin, reaching directly toward the final death!
"What a magnificent sword strike!"
Fairy Lancelot's eyes shone with excitement. "Come, don't disappoint me!"
[Until Now Unknown, Innocence Aroundight!]
Sword light rippled like lake water, wildly surging toward her opponent.
Beautiful, yet containing an edge capable of destroying everything.
However.
To her astonishment, her opponent's sword light didn't collide with hers at all.
Instead, it pierced straight through the rippling sword light like water, reaching directly before her!
"What an... incredible sword strike!"
Behind Fairy Lancelot, suddenly appeared a line with no visible end.
That was the shining horizon of light at the edge of the earth.
It was also her true calling.
Before becoming [Lancelot], she was the fairy Melusine.
Her very duty was [Boundary] itself!
This line of light, seemingly close at hand, was actually utterly unreachable.
No matter how much you exhausted yourself, you couldn't approach even half a step.
A single step away, yet like an insurmountable chasm!
But.
Nameless's ultimate sword strike completely ignored all distance.
Striking directly from the origin, reaching the very foundation of her spiritual core!
Whether human or fairy, at the moment of birth, all have a predetermined "death" established in their origin.
By severing [Death], one can directly bestow death upon you!
When Fairy Lancelot realized this, her eyes filled with awe, without the slightest fear.
For one who absolutely believed in her own strength, she became utterly captivated by even greater power.
Yet.
This sword strike didn't actually kill her, but rather swept past her.
Life and death, separated by a single thought.
After executing this strike, Nameless's face turned deathly pale, and he instantly collapsed to the ground.
Fairy Lancelot frowned as she looked at him. "Why did you spare me?"
"Because you're not a true enemy. I want to be your friend." Nameless propped himself up with his sword to stand.
Among all the Fairy Knights, only the one before him was the most normal.
"Friend... Do you even know who I truly am?"
Fairy Lancelot stared intently at him.
She held no particular loyalty toward Morgan.
Because she wasn't Morgan's child.
Rather, she was created by Aurora, leader of the Wind Clan.
"I know you come from the remains of the fallen [Last Dragon Albion]."
Nameless spoke frankly without concealment. "Actually, Aurora only treats you as a tool."
"A tool... So what? I shouldn't have existed in the first place."
Fairy Lancelot responded calmly.
"What you don't know is that back then, Aurora entered Albion's remains purely to perform her act of saint-like kindness, picking up a mass of rotting flesh."
Nameless told her the complete truth. "And that mass of rotting flesh, upon seeing Aurora's understanding of beauty, transformed into who you are now."
"Aurora only stays with you because she purely considers you a weapon."
"The most beautiful, gentle, and kind leader of the six clans—this is exactly the persona Aurora created!"
The so-called kind saint, the so-called protector of weak humans—all were Aurora's disguises.
This was the truth!
"I..."
The fairy Lancelot was momentarily shaken.
These words completely shattered the steadfast resolve she had maintained all along.
"In order to become the most popular fairy, Aurora would not hesitate to commit the most despicable acts."
Nameless gazed at her with profound pity. "In truth, she has harbored utter loathing for you ever since your popularity surpassed hers."
"In her eyes, you are nothing but the most repulsive piece of flesh, the most easily manipulated loyal hound!"
This earth-shattering revelation.
To the onlookers, it was no less shocking than Lancelot's earlier cross-dressing disguise.
That seemingly pure and saintly Aurora actually possessed such a terrifying side.
It shattered the perceptions of countless spectators.
The fairy Lancelot, as the person involved, was even more shaken: "No... that's not... it can't be..."
She wanted to refute it.
But Aurora's behavior in recent years entirely corroborated what he said.
That seemingly gentle fairy's smile upon seeing her clearly concealed boundless hatred and disgust beneath the surface.
Her frantic efforts to serve had only resulted in completely opposite treatment.
From beginning to end, she had never been acknowledged by Aurora, merely used as a tool!
Confusion filled the fairy Lancelot's eyes: "What should I do?"
The originally proud and formidable fairy knight, with her facade torn away, reverted to her true nature.
She seemed to transform into an ordinary girl afraid of loneliness, prone to self-abandonment.
"Very simple. You are the strongest, so you can do whatever you want." Nameless reached out and gently patted her head.
"Eh, but you defeated me... Do you need me to fight for you?"
The fairy Lancelot looked up at him.
Her eyes still held a final flicker of longing.
She feared being completely abandoned.
Even though she knew Aurora saw her as a mere tool, she still fought for her without regret.
This made the spectators widen their eyes in astonishment—
[Oh my god, my future mother-in-law is too adorable!]
[So this is the true nature of the fairy Lancelot—an angel afraid of loneliness and abandonment!]
[With that expression like an abandoned puppy, who could resist this?]
[Kawaii! Even more kawaii than her daughter Mash! Can I have both?]
[Nameless is still amazing—he actually managed to win over the fairy Lancelot. How will he explain this to Mash?]
[I'm instantly excited! Ahem, composure composure, no lewd thoughts!]
Under the excited gazes of countless onlookers.
"No, you are an independent individual. You don't need to depend on others. You can choose to fight for yourself."
Nameless gently shook his head. "In truth, my mission is to destroy the British Lostbelt."
This was something he never intended to hide from the start—calling things what they are.
Even if he concealed it now, she would eventually find out later.
As a Lostbelt destroyer, he was a heinous enemy to all native residents of the Lostbelts.
"Destroy the world?"
The fairy Lancelot stood on her tiptoes, straining to look up. "Actually, I was born from death itself, so I don't really care about life and death. So... can I come with you?"
"Come with me? Are you sure?" Nameless asked calmly.
"Please... don't abandon me..."
The fairy Lancelot reached out and clutched his collar.
After realizing the truth, she had completely become isolated, unable to find her own place to belong.
Nameless smiled and said, "If you're willing, then assist me in battle. I need your help, but I won't force you."
"Mm!!!"
Fairy Lancelot beamed with a smile, stunning all the spectators.
The former mortal enemy instantly transformed into a soft and adorable angel!