Chapter 137: Fighting for You, My King

Chapter 137: Fighting for You, My King

"You, you are—"

Saber widened her eyes, almost unable to believe what she was seeing.

Archer displayed unparalleled anger.

"Where did this mongrel come from, daring to interrupt my proposal ceremony!"

The knight, dressed in armor as pristine as the surface of a lake, smiled faintly and answered with a deep and gentle voice, "Just a mere traitorous knight."

The eyes of the King of Heroes quickly scanned the man who had suddenly intruded, his face filled with blatant mockery.

"Oh, so you're not a mongrel, just a mad dog. Removing the mask, I see that your courage has grown even bolder."

The man, referred to as a mad dog by Archer, the knight who manifested in the "Berserker" class, ignored Archer's words. He simply gazed at the woman behind him with a look of longing, admiration, and slight intoxication, uttering the title that had been called countless times in his dreams.

"King!"

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Overwhelmed by shock and excitement, Saber forgot about her situation, forgot about the presence of the enemy, and blurted out the name of the first knight who had followed her for many years.

"So, it was the dog you once raised, Saber. No wonder you're so thrilled."

Archer's sarcasm was once again ignored by the two individuals. Lancelot shook his head at the figure that haunted his soul.

"Please don't use that title anymore. It is a title reserved for a loyal and perfect knight. I, who betrayed you, who once attacked you, am unworthy of that title."

"No, no, you are—" Saber, King Arthur, repeatedly denied, "That was never a betrayal, Lancelot!"

"Oh, King, you're still like this," Lancelot sighed deeply. "You always overlook yourself and wholeheartedly consider others. That's why we, the people, are willing to gather under your banner and fight for you. However, King, do you know that I have always hoped for you to personally punish me? I wanted you to confront me with your anger."

"Lancelot," King Arthur felt an unexplained tightness in her chest.

"No, my King." Lancelot raised his spear, stopping Saber from approaching. "I don't have the qualification to fight alongside you now, and it also violates the agreement with my Master. Like my Master, he doesn't seek the Holy Grail. He only wants to defeat Archer's Master, Tohsaka Tokiomi, with his power."

Tohsaka frowned and looked thoughtfully at the trees along the path, where a man in oversized sportswear stood at the end of his line of sight.

"Matou... Kariya!"

Kariya shifted his gaze away from Tokiomi and turned to Saber. "Saber. Miss Irisviel and Miss Maiya are upstairs, and Assassin is waiting there too. Leave this place to me and Lancelot."

"King, I missed the Battle of Camlann, and I regret it for the rest of my life. Please allow me to clear a path for you this time. If, if you permit, perhaps I can repay a bit of the sins burdening me."

Lancelot lowered his head, kneeling on one knee, making the most solemn request to his King, begging for redemption.

He had learned this from Kariya, an Eastern term called "redeeming oneself by performing meritorious deeds." It was the path of atonement chosen by Lancelot.

Saber looked at Lancelot, at the man who had countless times fought alongside her, whom she had entrusted Guinevere to with her own hands.

She wanted to say, as she had done before, that Lancelot was not at fault and didn't need forgiveness. But Lancelot's attitude was telling her that she couldn't do that. So what should she do?

Just as Saber was contemplating and Gilgamesh's patience was wearing thin, Kariya sighed and spoke up:

"Transgressors should be punished, that is the truth regardless of the era. King Arthur, do you, the selfless and noble king, want Lancelot to continue to be treated unjustly? Do you want him to keep spiraling into madness?"

Those words struck Saber's heart like a bolt of lightning, making her realize what she needed to do.

"Sir Lancelot, I grant you the opportunity to redeem yourself. If you can defeat Archer and stand before me once again, I will pardon your transgressions. My dear friend, I'll be waiting for you above."

Lancelot finally smiled, a hearty laugh escaping him.

"As you command, my King! Lancelot will give his all and fight for you!"

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