Miracle Summoner

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The sound of the ground splitting apart echoed.

Under the full-force release of the two holy swords, the earth trembled as if struck by a magnitude-10 earthquake. The ground quaked violently, causing two massive beams of light to pierce the sky. The land at the epicenter collapsed inward, and fissures spread outward, splitting the terrain apart.

The scene was as if the entire earth was on the verge of shattering.

The impact was so overwhelming that it felt like the return of the Age of Gods, shaking heaven and earth alike.

The assembled Servants instinctively retreated, avoiding the expanding shockwave and the countless shards of stone flying through the air, lest they be caught in the devastation.

The storm of mana raged unchecked, making it seem as though the world's end was upon them—a terrifying sight.

At that moment, Rozen descended from midair, Galatine in hand.

The Servants gathered around him, eyes fixed ahead, yet they couldn't help but shift their gazes toward the sword in Rozen's grasp.

"This... isn't this Sir Gawain's holy sword?"

Mash exclaimed in shock.

"Why is Galatine in the hands of Master?"

Even Artoria [Alter] was visibly surprised and puzzled by the sight.

But Rozen did not answer.

Not because he didn't want to—he was simply interrupted.

"Crackle!"

A burning, searing sound erupted from Bedivere's body, causing him to collapse to his knees in pain.

"Are you alright?"

Rozen quickly caught Bedivere, frowning deeply as he saw the knight's agonized expression.

"Sir Bedivere...?"

Mash gasped in alarm.

"Stop pushing yourself."

Artoria [Alter] also turned her attention to Bedivere, voicing her disapproval.

"I... I'm fine...!"

Bedivere gritted his teeth, enduring the unbearable pain ravaging both his body and spirit. He struggled to stand, though his legs trembled violently and his entire body convulsed. Only his silver arm continued to radiate a dazzling light, releasing waves of immense power.

Those waves were no weaker than the holy swords held by Rozen and Artoria [Alter].

No, in fact, the energy emanating from him bore an uncanny resemblance to the auras of their swords.

With that power, Bedivere had managed to sever divine authority itself.

Yet wielding a force beyond his natural limits came at an ever-increasing cost.

His body was already in shambles, but now even his soul was on the verge of disintegration.

His condition had been dire from the start. To keep fighting like this was sheer recklessness—no wonder even Artoria [Alter] felt compelled to rebuke him.

But Bedivere had no intention of stopping.

"This is my final battle, my last act of loyalty to my King."

His voice, filled with pain, echoed through the battlefield.

"So please, do not stop me."

Hearing those words, Rozen and Artoria [Alter] fell silent, while Mash, still unaware of the full situation, looked on in confusion.

Seeing this, Rozen let out a bitter laugh and spoke.

Never mind that for now. Stay alert—this is far from enough to defeat the goddess Rhongomyniad.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions hardened, and they turned their focus back to the battlefield.

There, the earth-shattering commotion began to subside, and the two towering pillars of light gradually faded.

Before long, all sounds ceased.

Mash, Bedivere, and Artoria [Alter] remained on guard, weapons at the ready, eyes locked on the scene ahead.

Rozen, too, activated Heaven's Eye, attempting to survey the surroundings and grasp the situation. However, within this distorted space, not only were physical laws twisted, but even the flow of mana was highly chaotic, rendering Heaven's Eye nearly useless.

A space capable of sealing off most of the effects of both Heaven's Eye and Mind's Eye—this place was more impressive than even a Reality Marble.

Of course, Artoria had no knowledge of such intricacies. She had merely summoned the Tower at the End of the World and had no idea it would result in such an unintended advantage.

Realizing this, Rozen abandoned Heaven's Eye and Mind's Eye, instead switching to Spirit Vision. Using Spirit Vision, he locked onto the divine aura radiating from Artoria, using it to determine her position and condition.

And upon doing so, his expression immediately changed.

"Scatter!"

Without warning, Rozen shouted.

Mash, Bedivere, and Artoria [Alter] instinctively reacted, immediately dispersing alongside Rozen without hesitation.

"Boom!"

At that very moment, the ground where they had just stood exploded.

A brilliant light shot out from beneath the earth, piercing the surface and soaring into the sky.

"—!"

A horse's cry rang out, echoing across the battlefield.

"That's...?"

Everyone stared in shock at the sight before them.

A majestic white horse, clad in steel armor and a helmet, emerged from the light.

The deafening neigh had come from that very steed.

Artoria sat astride the white horse, gripping her holy lance, gazing down coldly at those below.

Her body was completely unscathed.

"She's... unharmed!?"

Mash was in disbelief.

"That horse... could it be..."

Bedivere's eyes locked onto the white steed.

Artoria [Alter] did the same, her gaze fixed on the creature as she uttered a name.

"Dun Stallion..."

—Dun Stallion.

This was not a famous divine beast, nor a demonic creature—it wasn't even classified as a Phantasmal Species. It was merely an ordinary mount.

According to legend, King Arthur had two beloved horses—one white, one black.

The white horse was called Dun Stallion.

The black horse was called Llamrei.

And at this moment, before their very eyes, stood the legendary white steed—Dun Stallion.

"Forcing me to summon my mount... I suppose you should take pride in that."

Artoria spoke coldly.

"Boom!"

A surge of divine energy erupted from her, surging into the heavens.

"Wh-What...?"

"This...?"

"No...!"

Mash, Bedivere, and Artoria [Alter] all paled.

They had not expected Artoria to unleash an even greater power.

Only Rozen remained fixated on the white steed beneath her.

With Spirit Vision, he could see it clearly—within Dun Stallion's chest, three golden grails radiated an ominous glow.

"Holy Grails..."

Indeed.

Those were Holy Grails.

Three Holy Grails embedded within the body of Dun Stallion.

Rozen understood instantly.

The goddess used the Holy Grails as the core to summon her former steed—and implanted the Holy Grails into its body!

Through this, Dun Stallion had transformed, surpassing even divine beasts. While Artoria rode upon it, she was granted the blessings of three Holy Grails, amplifying her strength to unimaginable levels.

In other words, this was Artoria at full power.

"Now then, I shall begin—Human."

Artoria's expression was cold and unyielding.

Beneath her, Dun Stallion's eyes gleamed as it reared back and then lunged downward in a fierce charge.