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Chapter 57 - Chapter 57: The Holy Lance Descends!

Seeing everyone looking at him with worried eyes, Arash smiled and continued: "Don't worry, the impact won't reach the cave over there."

"It's just that if you're nearby, it'll be a bit difficult to act."

Hearing Arash say this, Bedivere showed a rather pained expression. He said sentimentally: "Sir Arash, even... even you must do such a thing..."

"Sorry, Bedivere." Arash gave a helpless smile and looked at Bedivere: "After lecturing you so much, it turns out I'm the same kind of person."

"Good grief, there really is no helping one's nature." Arash shrugged, looking at the golden pillar of light drawing closer in the sky, and said helplessly: "A Heroic Spirit who doesn't covet power can only end like this when they die."

"Fulfilling a mission and ending a life—it's that type of thing where you win the match but lose the game, I suppose."

At this moment, the people watching the video still felt a bit strange.

Even though it was Arash who was severely injured, from the moment he appeared, he had been comforting others, all while maintaining that child-like smile of his.

Even with such heavy wounds, he still kept smiling, as if it were no big deal.

As if the terrifying pillar of light about to descend wasn't some great crisis either.

"Am I right, Sir Bedivere?" Arash looked at Bedivere and said helplessly: "And you're even worse than me. You reached your limit long ago; it's already a miracle that you can still stand."

"You overpraise me... Arash, I haven't... yet made a resolve like yours." The silver-haired man dressed as a knight spoke with a low, dejected tone.

"Incredible, I didn't expect that only the person himself hadn't noticed." Arash's tone was full of wonder and admiration as he said with a smile: "My resolve is truly not worth mentioning compared to your loyalty."

"I say, Bedivere, you can rest now. No, I should say you should have rested a long time ago."

"But you still brought out such a thing (the arm), not hesitating to throw away your last bit of happiness."

At this point, Arash suddenly paused for a moment. He seemed to see something and said to Bedivere: "Let me say this first, there's only one time left."

"So this arm can only be used on the final goal you've decided on."

Hearing these words, Bedivere's expression changed slightly. Regret and conflict crossed his face as he whispered: "You've known for a long time, haven't you? My purpose, and all the sins I've committed."

Arash smiled slightly and said: "I am someone who possesses Clairvoyance, after all. I won't lose to anyone when it comes to insight and understanding."

After saying this, Arash looked up at the sky, as if he could already see that tower-like golden pillar of light hurtling toward them.

There was no more time for idle talk.

"Small talk ends here. Thanks for everything! Sir Hassan! Take everyone to the cave," Arash said quickly.

"Yes, leave it to me. Farewell... Farewell! My greatest ally whom I met in this land." Assassin of the Arm's voice carried a hint of reluctance.

"Wait! I haven't finished..."

Before Fujimaru Ritsuka could finish her sentence, Assassin of the Arm scooped her up and rushed in the other direction.

Though the others looked at Arash with reluctance, they respected his decision and left the area one after another.

"Good, everyone has retreated. Next, it's a one-on-one with that thing overhead."

Although the golden pillar of light had not yet descended, he could already feel the unimaginable pressure.

Not just him, but the people watching the video also began to understand what was meant by the prelude to doomsday.

"Hmm, as an opponent, it is quite fitting. It is finally your turn to show your skills, Sir Arash."

Just as Arash was about to draw his bow, a voice suddenly came from the side. It was a man dressed as a samurai named Tawara Touta, an 'ordinary' Archer.

He sat down right then and there, and even produced some sake from somewhere.

"???" Arash looked at Tawara Touta with a face full of question marks: "Wait, why are you still here? Not only are you sitting on the ground, but you're even drinking sake."

Tawara Touta took a sip of the sake and looked at Arash with a light smile: "For such a rare ultimate move, it would be too lonely without an audience, wouldn't it?"

Outside the video.

Ramses II also brought out fine wine and food at this moment. He snorted and smiled, agreeing with the Archer's words.

That bow capable of tearing the earth apart was not something just anyone could see.

Therefore, Ramses II was looking forward to that scene!

Come! Brave one! Let me see your power!!!

Inside the video.

Tawara Touta looked at Arash's helpless expression and continued: "So I will stay right here. Let me witness your skill."

"It's fine. If you mess up, I'll find a way. Please fire to your heart's content without any worries."

Looking at Tawara Touta, Arash raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Is that so? As a fellow Archer, I can't let you see a pathetic side of me."

With that, Arash drew his bow and looked straight at the sky.

"Rumble—!!!"

In that instant, the golden tip of the lance appeared. It broke through the clouds, manifesting to everyone in its 'single horn' form.

The Holy Lance, Rhongomyniad.

The golden light illuminated the entire sky; this scene was like divine punishment.

The gods in the heavens had sent down a judgment, seeking to erase all the sins of the world.

The golden pillar of light advanced toward Arash's position.

Outside the video, countless people felt despair rising in their hearts as they watched this. This was the power of a god, an attack that humans could not withstand.

Once it landed, this Village engulfed in flames would likely end up just like the Western Village before it.

In the blink of an eye, it would be utterly destroyed. The terrifying explosion would consume everyone; no one would be spared.

And the person stopping it was a man covered in blood, holding a simple longbow, looking like a friendly older brother from next door.

There was no doubt that in the face of this god-like attack...

Even if he was a Servant, at this moment, he seemed like just an ordinary human.

A single mortal... rebelling against a god!!!

The image seemed to freeze at this moment.

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