"Avalon" is an ideal country established by goblins, another small world protected by great magic and independent from this world.

King Arthur was the only mortal emperor who was qualified to settle in Avalon after his death. According to legend, her wise rule made all the goblins admire her.

As a hero, "Avalon" is Artoria's last trump card. When holding the scabbard, she will ignore all damage and isolate all attacks in the world.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Ji Ye and his Tianhu Legion were, they could not shake Avalon at all. When the sharp blade touched Artoria's body, the huge force knocked everyone away.

After liberating the treasure Avalon, Artoria's previous damage was instantly healed. In addition to the huge magic loss, everything seemed to have returned to the beginning of the battle.

But... the price of all this is huge magic loss.

In fact, although the injury has healed, Artoria is already out of breath. She has used the Wind King barrier many times and combined with Avalon just now, and her magic has already bottomed out.

As long as the battle lasts for another minute, her body will collapse due to the exhaustion of magic. Before that... the only chance of victory is...

She held the holy sword in her hand tightly, and she poured the last magic into it.

With intuition as if she predicted the future, she seized the opportunity of thousands of a second in the next round of attacks by the Tianhu Legion.

"Oath...Sword of Victory!"

The moment Avalon used his last magic to bounce off everyone's attacks, the light of the Holy Sword shone again. Ignoring the others, she had only one target.

"Ji Ye!"

If these heroic spirits were summoned, then just kill the original heroic spirit, right?

Ignoring the second round of attacks launched by others immediately, Artoria continued to incite magic power with all her might, guiding the light of destruction of the Holy Sword toward the tyrant.

With Ji Ye's speed, there is no way to avoid it.

However... at the moment of swinging the sword, the intuition that seemed to predict the future made Artoria sense some unusual power.

In the Tiandu Legion, there was one person who never took action!?

It was a white-haired woman who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a robe with a pattern of stars. At this moment, she pinched the seal with her forehand, guiding some mysterious power to the world.

"It took a lot of time to calculate the starry sky in this foreign land, but in the end it is the same."

The stars in the sky emitted dazzling light, and some kind of power from the sky was guided by the white-haired woman, turning into a circle of silver magic circles, trapping Artoria in it.

"Hoshino Array!"

In an instant, Artoria felt that her whole body was bound by some invisible force. The beautiful silver light was stronger than steel. Artoria relied on her A-level anti-magic power to forcefully swung the holy sword, but... the golden beam of light passed by Ji Ye tightly...

The final attack, no hit.

"It's over..."

After one blow, Artoria already realized that she had lost her last chance. Her empty body had exhausted her magic power, let alone fighting. Even walking normally would not be possible.

Her heart was filled with a strong sense of frustration. Why? Why did she fail so simply!?

It would be fine if you are not as good as others with simple skills, but the enemy clearly defeats themselves by number.

Why? A mere tyrant actually had a group of companions who trusted each other so much? There was an army of loyalty to death? Even after death, it was sublimated into treasures!?

So...what is the so-called "wise ruler"? But in the end, he is still alone, holding a dream that will never be understood, and making efforts that will never be praised by anyone.

Like a stubborn and stupid paranoid, moving forward carefully on the road called "right".

He was like an ascetic monk who was seeking hardships, with endless efforts in the sneer and indifference of the crowd and no reward was received.

Artoria relaxed her body with a self-deprecating laugh.

"Maybe...failure is the best ending for me."

Although I realized this, although I was full of reluctance, as a soldier, this failure was not unacceptable.

"That's it..."

Facing the next round of attacks from the Sky Transmission Legion, Artoria is ready to accept her failure.

...

However, as time passed, she felt no pain.

"It's really not like."

A voice sounded in his ears.

"Who?" Artoria opened her eyes, but found herself floating naked in a dark space.

There was no answer, just some kind of black fog spreading in the space.

"Asser...King..."

Suddenly, she felt a feeling of scratching her cheeks by some wet object.

Artoria turned her head like an electric shock, but only saw a dissipating mist. She reached out and touched her cheeks and looked down. Some scarlet liquid had dyed her fingertips red.

That's...blood.

"Alukata! Is it you?"

After experiencing the initial panic, she immediately guessed the initiator of all this.

"Ha, it's really sensitive."

A slightly cool body was pressed against Artoria's back, and her white jade-like arms passed through the girl's armpits.

"What!?"

Artoria immediately struggled, but found that her body could not move at all.

"You have to be good~"

Immediately afterwards, his arms around him began to move slowly, like a snake, pressing up along his lower abdomen, pressing down his five fingers slightly, pressing red marks on his skin, scratching his sensitive side abdomen, climbing up the green, small and exquisite curves, and finally reaching Artoria's cheeks trembling slightly due to anger.

"Evil Demon, what do you want to do?!" As if he was entangled by a python, Artoria was frightened and angry.

"Come and help you win. With your treasure, as long as you have enough magic, you will be invincible, right?"

"Let me go, I don't need your help."

"No, you need it, you need it very much." Alukate pressed against Artoria and continued to seduce the pure knight in a full tone.

"It's so painful, Artoria, this world is so unfair. Those who do your best and give everything to the country end up betraying and dying. What about him? The man who used bloody means to seize the world, but he holds the power and enjoys all his glory and wealth."

"..." Alukate's words were full of magic, and Artoria felt a strong emotion emerge from the depths of her heart.

The black thoughts began to erode the originally pure and flawless soul.

"Do you want to win? Do you want to continue fighting? Then accept my magic. Put aside your responsibilities and just pursue victory as a warrior. As long as you win, you will definitely find the answer you are looking for."

It was like water flowing into the dry and cracked soil, and the black mist around it drilled into every pore of Artoria into the body.

"……No!"

He struggled subconsciously, like drinking poison to quench his thirst. Even though he knew that the black magic was definitely not a good thing, his body was absorbing it involuntarily.

With the introduction of magic, Artoria's resistance became weaker and weaker...

"Haha, cute Knight King, if you want magic, I have a lot here."

Looking at Artoria's painful appearance in confronting her own desires, the complex emotions intertwined with desire and disgust, the vampire's ancestor showed an extremely satisfied expression.

"Come on, come on! Suck it in big mouthfuls, cute Artoria, how can you fill your appetite?"

With a lewd smile, Alukater buried his head and kissed the trembling Knight King in his arms deeply, and huge and dirty magic flowed into his mouth...

Pure white flowers are stained with ink.

A noble person falls into the quagmire of desire.

What else is more pleasant to evil spirits like Alukate?

The flower of darkness that had been buried in Artoria's body when she was summoned has finally reached its full bloom.
Chapter completed!