Mashu: “This is our homeland, that which heals all scars, all malice---
Manifest, Lord Camelot------!!”
Bedivere: “-----------”
Lion King: “Interesting----
How much can those thin arms of yours support the castle of white chalk!”
Mashu: “Guh….uuuu!”
>I’ll support it with you!
Bedivere: “No, you must not.
No human would not be able to withstand that.
I understand your feelings, but please wait here.”
Da Vinci: “Sir Bedivere…?
Walking slowly towards Mashu like that….
….Wait. Stop. Stop right there.
You, that body------”
Bedivere: “Don’t strain yourself, Sir Kyrielight.
That shield will never give in, so long as your heart remains unclouded.”
Mashu: “Mr. Bedivere…?
Oh...all right. L-like this?”
Bedivere: “Yes. That is quite good.
Now, please do not forget.
The castle changes along with its bearer’s heart.
If it becomes clouded or soiled, cracks will appear and it is swallowed in the waves.
But if there is not the slightest hint of wavering,
its gates will surely never fall.
You are not a knight who mows down enemies.
After all, you were chosen to the Round Table to show that heart of goodness.”
Lion King: “...Who are you? You appear to be a knight as well---”
Mashu: “There’s no way you don’t know him!
This is Sir Bedivere, a Knight of the Round Table!”
Lion King: “What are you saying...?
I know no knight by such a name----”
Bedivere: “...It is natural that you do not.
But if you see this, then your memory may recover.
Switch On, Airgetlam
Wield Thy Sword, Arm of Silver
.
Sunder the light of judgment….!”
Lion King: “------That, light------
I know it…….that light, I know it---
You, who are you.
Why am I------ugh!”
Bedivere: “........Gudao.
It is thanks to you that I was able to come this far.
Thank you for all the kindness you have shown.
…….And I owe you an apology.
I had kept silent.
I knew the reason behind the Lion King’s change.
I knew the reason and never told you.
…….Please forgive me.”
>Bediviere…?
>Wait, your body is...crumbling….
Dr. Roman: “......This can’t be right.
What happened, how can it have been malfunctioning like this the whole time….?!
Is that the real Sir Bedivere there?!
The observation results are faulty!
There’s no saint graph resonance. Magic circuits too are on par with a human….
I mean, that is just---
That is just a human being!
That person there isn’t a Servant.
He’s a normal human being like you!”
Mashu: “---------”
Da Vinci: “-----------...!”
> No way….
> But, why….?
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Bedivere: “The doctor’s analysis is correct.
I am not a Servant, after all.
I deceived everyone through Merlin’s magecraft.
This Airgetlam, as well. This is…”
Da Vinci: “.......Excalibur.
That arm is the holy sword, Excalibur.”
Lion King: “---Excalibur------
…....Bedivere, that name-------
You---You can’t be-----”
Bedivere: “......Yes. I had sinned.
A foolish sin stemming from a wish to not lose the king.
In that forest, I had hesitated upon carrying your order.
If I returned the holy sword to the lake, you would truly meet your end.
Fearing that---
I was unable to return the sword even the third time.
When I returned to the forest thus, the king was nowhere in sight.
…….I learned afterwards.
With the sword not returned,
the king had become incapable of even dying.
With the holy lance left to her, she became a wandering king of phantoms.
…….To atone for that sin, I searched for you.
For all this time. As though in search of a shadow, that did not even exist.”
Dr. Roman: “That’s crazy, that’s 1500 years if that’s true!!
You continued to search for King Arthur for 1500 years?!
There’s no way a human can live for so long!
Excalibur stops physical aging!
But that’s only the body!
The mind doesn’t become unaging!
For all that time---alone?
You….continued your journey of atonement?!
There can't be something so horrible!
That’s just too cruel!”
Bedivere: “Thank you, Dr. Roman.
But really, it wasn’t too bad.
And besides, I have been given my last chance.
Thanks to Gudao.
On the night of the Judgment, without you I could not have come this far.”
Lion King: “.......I cannot recall.
I know the name Bedivere.
But I cannot recall anything, not a single memory with you.
---Are you truly Sir Bedivere?
…...Very well. Then return to my side.
Discard that sword. That is unnecessary to me.
If you are my knight, then obey my voice!
Return to my Round Table, Bedivere!”
Bedivere: “No. That will not happen.
Lion King. Avatar of the holy lance.
To you, I am your enemy whom you must strike down.
You must take your revenge upon me.
And-------
And I am bound by duty to stop you!
As a member of the Round Table of the King of Knights, I hereby declare to you!
I am the Knight of the Round, Bedivere!
As one representing good, I will strike your evil down!”
Lion King: “------No.
What are you saying, Bedivere?
You are my------
To the one who was once me, you were----”
Bedivere: “Now, Gudao, your final orders.
Please, give me the fourth chance.
The holy sword should be restored to its proper owner by one with a heart of goodness.
-------I no longer have that qualification.”
>......Let’s go, Bedivere!
>......If that is your wish.
Bedivere: “I’m glad. Lady Mashu, I request your aid.
Please, if you would be so kind as to support my unworthy self.”
Mashu: “....Yes!
I shall with all that I have!
Our enemy is the Lion King, the goddess Rhongomyniad!
We will begin our final battle here in the holy capital, Master!”
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