Hermione is a very special witch in the magical world of Europe.

She has connections with various ministries of magic, and was selected to be the representative of the orthodox wizards to participate in this battle for supreme wizards. Therefore, before the war began, Hermione received almost all the assistance from the European magic circle.

Various holy relics were temporarily lent to Hermione, and wizards helped find the heroic spirits that fit.

This made Hermione have a huge army of heroes before the war began.

Merlin taught Hermione the method of making magic gems. With the support of enough magic gems, in theory, Hermione could actually bring all the heroes to the battle together.

But she didn't do that.

In addition to the plan and consideration of the battle itself, Hermione also realized that the more heroic spirits, the better.

The heroes also have conflicts with each other, and their identity with the Lord is also different.

Uncontrolled summoning will not only not increase the strength of the Lord, but will instead weaken the collective power.

Therefore, in the end, Hermione stepped into the battlefield with only four heroes.

But she was convinced of victory.

Because, Artoria told her a secret about King Arthur.

And that secret is Hermione's biggest trump card.

"Go, kid, stay in the shelter."

In the order barrier that was attacked by the crazy attack of the power of chaos, Hermione sent the little girl in her arms into the shelter behind her.

She patted the girl's head and said to her in a gentle tone:

"When you come out later, you will see the most beautiful world..."

"Is there sunshine? Big sister."

The little girl holding the candy from Hermione in her hand waved her hands and asked in a slight voice:

"I heard from adults that there will be beautiful clouds in the sky and a big sun. I have never seen the sun before, but I think it should be very beautiful... just like you, sister."

"Hahaha"

Hermione was born with a chuckle.

The witch covered her mouth, she tilted her head, and said to the little girl with anticipation in her eyes:

"There will not only be the sun, but also the blue sky, the beautiful sea water, and the grass and flowers all over the mountains."

"That will be a new world, a world full of hope."

"Go, girl."

Hermione stood up and waved to the well-behaved little girl walking into the shelter, and she said seriously:

"That will be the best gift I will give you."

"You must protect yourself, beautiful sisters!"

When the door of the shelter was slowly closing, the little girl stood in the gap at the door, constantly waved to Hermione and other heroes, sending the last blessing she could give.

Children are always simple.

Whoever treats them well will like to stay with whom they like.

Hermione and the heroes protected them, which made these people who suffered from difficulties not hesitate to give them the warmest kindness.

"call..."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around and looked at the heroes behind her.

She said:

"Get started! Everyone."

"I will remind you one last time, Hermione, Lord."

Skaha, who was leaning on a spear, said expressionlessly:

"Once that ceremony is started, you can't stop halfway, and you know the price it pays..."

"As the symbolic bearing of the Round Table Parliament, Joan of Arc, as the ruling, and Brenheld, as the representative of the Knight, will completely disconnect from you."

"And if we want to wave the holy sword body that completely lifts the thirteen seals, our most righteous lady Artoria will also say goodbye to you because of the broken spiritual foundation."

The Assassination Heroic Spirit whispered:

"After that, I am the only one to be by your side. To be honest, I have no confidence in facing Dum, who was summoned with my weak body of heroic spirit."

“I’ve considered it.”

Hermione leaned on the hilt of the mechanical long sword at her waist, and she said to the heroes in front of her with clear eyes:

"Maybe this is not the most in the interest, but it's right."

The witch plucked her long hair. She looked at the evil spirit body bound by the purple halo in the east sky. She said in a deep voice:

"Victory is valuable, but it is even more important to stick to the path I have taken. I have made a decision that if I want to be the Supreme Mage, I must be worthy of it before I get into the throne of magic."

"Round table vote... Let's start!"

"bass"

The sound of the light sword sounded in this dark mountainous area with the waving of Artoria's wrist.

The swordsman hero held the sword in both hands and placed the long sword in front of him.

In the stream of magic released, the gorgeous long sword in the swordsman's heroic spirit burst into a slight white light, and the black neutral suit on Artoria's body was also broken at this moment.

When she was summoned, the silver and blue dress armor appeared on her body.

This sword is called the Sword of Victory.

It is not an entity, but a weapon held by the legendary hero Arthur. It is called in the fusion of time and magic, representing the material manifestation of the conceptual power of "knight".

Once any force enters the conceptual level, it becomes elusive and very powerful.

The sword in Artoria's hand gathers not only her own power as a hero, but also the embodiment of everything in time that is related to the concept of "justice" and "knight".

"I foresee the shining of light..."

Amid the buzzing of the sword blade, Artoria, with her eyes closed, said in a cold voice like a chanting:

"My sword connects the past, present, and future, and the sorrowful and noble dreams that all the warriors who died on the battlefield were embraced by the dying moments."

In Artoria's hoarse voice, the golden light, those lights, slowly fell from the sky like light feathers from outside the domain. In just a blink of an eye, the heroic spirit standing with a sword was like a knight walking out of the myth.

The magic power around her was rapidly increasing, and she quickly broke through the legend's limitations.

But the chanting is not over yet.

This is just the beginning of an ancient ritual.

"This body is the manifestation of justice and the Knight's Code in this world!"

"In the name of the King of Knights from the Holy City of Camelot, in the name of Artoria Pandragon, in the name of King Arthur... I call on the power of the heroic spirit of the round table, I beg..."

"Buzz"

The golden sword light rushed into the sky like a gathering storm.

"The seal is lifted!"

"Buzz"

The golden storm began to blow the earth, and the entrenched light made both the evil spirit and Dumm look at this area.

"The ruling, take your place!"

The heroic spirit, holding the Holy White Battle Flag, took a step forward. At the moment when the white flag was roaring in the light, Joan of Arc held a long sword in his hand and stood solemnly in front of Artoria.

She asked:

"Where is the Knight?"

"Knight...here!"

Drive the war horse, hold a rifle in his hand, and wears silver armor, the hero Brenheld pulls the reins of the horse while flying in silver hair, and takes a step forward.

In his self-response, the heroic spirit representing the "knight" raised his head, and under the silver face armor, a golden halo appeared, which was the will of the legendary 12 knights of the round table, which appeared in the carrier.

“Where is justice?”

The saint who served as the ruling asked again.

The witch Hermione, holding the mechanical sword, took a deep breath, and she took a step forward and responded to:

"Justice...here!"

"Buzz"

The golden storm seemed to suddenly close, and after all the elements of the round table vote were ready, the halo was like a gathering of clear morning light.

When everything is illusory, with the neighing of the war horses and the sound of the sharp blades being sheathed, 12 golden figures also walked out of the void and surrounded Artoria.
To be continued...