newbobooks Chapter 134 The Unwavering Path of Kingship and Miracles
Chapter 134 The Unwavering Path of Kingship and Miracles
When the golden pillar of light that tore through the darkness finally dissipated, Fuyuki City ushered in a new dawn.
The warm morning light pierced through the thick clouds and shone on the ruins of the Tohsaka Mansion, now reduced to scorched earth.
The air was filled with the smell of ozone and ash, but the suffocating malice and curse had been completely erased from the city's veins.
With the destruction of the Greater Grail system, the magical foundation that sustained the manifestation of Heroic Spirits also collapsed.
Halfway up the mountain, Iskandar, the Conqueror who had exhausted the last bit of magic, laughed and ruffled Waver's hair.
Then, amidst a triumphant battle cry, it transformed into countless golden spiritual particles.
The once timid boy wiped away his tears, and his eyes now held a resolute determination to face life head-on.
At the highest point of the ruins, the morning breeze blows.
Artoria leaned the Star Sword in her hand against the ground to support her weary body.
Her legs had begun to become transparent, and golden specks of light were constantly falling from the edges of her armor, merging into the morning breeze.
Without the Holy Grail's magical power, her departure was inevitable.
However, when she raised her head and looked at Arthur beside her, the initial obsession and confusion were no longer in her clear, emerald-green eyes.
Instead, there is a pure sense of relief and tranquility.
"It seems that I have completely lost to you, whether in swordsmanship or magic."
Artoria breathed softly, a genuine smile playing on her lips.
She looked at the living King Arthur before her.
Arthur turned around to face the girl who shared the same origin as him.
"You did not lose, Artoria. Your clear sword light has proven yourself to me and to yourself."
"Yes..." Artoria lowered her head, looking at her hands that were dissipating.
"I don't need a wishing machine anymore. Your presence here is the best salvation for me."
At this point, Artoria suddenly paused.
She closed her eyes, as if sensing something, and then a glimmer of hope and pleading appeared in her emerald green eyes.
"Arthur, before I completely leave the stage, I can still feel... the resonance of my scabbard 'Avalon'."
Artoria looked at Arthur with sincere eyes:
"At the moment the Lesser Grail disintegrated, Avalon protected Irisviel's pure soul, that of a friend who had fought alongside me and treated me with kindness..."
Since you possess the same magic as me, I hope to entrust this final miracle to you.
She placed one hand on her chest and bowed slightly: "Please help me return Irisviel to Kiritsugu. This is my last selfish request."
Arthur looked at the concern in her eyes and nodded without hesitation.
"I accept your request, Artoria."
Having received Arthur's promise, the worry on Artoria's face finally disappeared completely.
Her body dissipated rapidly, and golden spiritual particles danced in the morning light like fireflies.
"Thank you, Arthur."
Artoria raised her head, and a proud smile bloomed on her exquisitely beautiful face, a smile that made the world pale in comparison.
"After I return, I will face the battlefield of Camran with equanimity. If I have the chance... I really want to go and see the Camelot you protected."
Arthur placed his right hand on his chest and gave her a knightly salute.
"You are a perfect monarch, may the starlight always be with you, Artoria."
The morning breeze whistled past.
The King of Britannia, with pride and without regret, vanished completely into the morning sun over Fuyuki City.
Arthur stared silently at the spot where she had left, remaining motionless for a long time.
He then turned around and looked down at the ruins.
Tokiomi Tohsaka collapsed onto the scorched earth, his expensive custom-made suit now tattered and torn.
As Arthur walked toward him, the once proud nobleman slowly, with an almost pious posture, placed his hands on the ground and pressed his forehead deeply into the soil.
"King Arthur..."
Tokiomi's voice was hoarse, filled with endless bitterness and regret: "I once arrogantly believed that the Tohsaka family's long-cherished wish was pure..."
"If it weren't for your punishment, I, Tokiomi Tohsaka, would have become a sinner who destroyed all of humanity. From this day forward, the Tohsaka family completely abandons the pursuit of the Holy Grail."
Arthur looked at Tokiomi, a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Remember the realization you have today, and dedicate the rest of your life to becoming a good father."
Rin and Sakura need guidance in the sunlight, not cold magical rules.
"I will heed your teachings." Tokiomi bowed deeply once more.
Arthur walked deeper into the ruins.
At the edge of a huge, charred crater left by black mud, Kiritsugu Emiya leaned against a broken stone pillar.
He had a broken left rib and a damaged lung, and every breath he took brought out large amounts of bloody foam.
Hisayu Maiya knelt beside him, her arm wrapped in bandages, silently wiping the blood from Kiritsugu's mouth with her sleeve.
Kiritsugu's lifeless eyes were fixed on the bottom of the pit.
That is the source of the black mud eruption, and also the place where Irisviel transformed into the Lesser Grail and was ultimately evaporated by the light cannon.
"It's over..." Kiritsugu murmured to himself, tears mixed with blood sliding down his cheeks.
He made a choice, but forever lost the light in his life.
"It's too early to start mourning now, Kiritsugu Emiya."
Arthur stopped in front of Kiritsugu.
Kiritsugu struggled to lift his head, staring blankly at the radiant King of Knights.
"This is the miracle that Artoria specifically asked me to fulfill for you before she left."
Arthur plunged his holy sword into the scorched earth at the edge of the pit, and the immense dragon magic flowed along the blade, precisely probing into the bottom of the evaporated ruins.
"Buzz!"
Before Kiritsugu and Maiya's incredulous eyes, a dazzling, life-filled golden-blue light burst forth from the depths of the ruins.
As the earth swirled, a magnificent scabbard slowly rose from the ashes—it was…
Avalon, a secluded and ideal paradise!
"The Holy Grail was indeed completely destroyed, but Artoria sensed that the woman's soul was not corrupted."
She was protected by Avalon in an absolutely pure dimension.
Arthur slowly raised his hands in the air, his magic resonating with the sword sheath.
"As a parting gift to my dearest friend, I will give Irisviel a body to return to the world in her place."
Under the influence of Arthur's immense magical power, golden light began to gather and intertwine in mid-air.
A flawless artificial human body gradually takes shape under the reshaping of starlight.
Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her fair skin glowed with a warm luster in the morning light.
When the golden light completely dissipated, Irisviel lay quietly in the void half a meter above the ground, like a sleeping beauty.
"Alice...?"
Kiritsugu's voice trembled violently.
He even forgot the excruciating pain in his body, abruptly leaving Wu Mi's support, and scrambled over, stretching out his blood-covered hands, but then stopped in mid-air.
As if hearing that call, Irisviel's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Then, she slowly opened her beautiful, ruby-like eyes.
When she saw the man in front of her, his face covered in tears and looking disheveled, the gentlest smile in the world appeared on her lips.
"I'm back, Kiritsugu..."
"Alice!!"
Kiritsugu suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.
This "magician killer," who had spent his entire life killing, burst into tears like a child in the warm morning light.
Arthur watched the two embrace and weep silently, then quietly drew his holy sword and turned to walk down the mountain.