"Scram, mongrel. Don't hinder this King." A trace of anger flashed through the scarlet pupils.
"For someone of your caliber, I don't need to expend any effort to deal with you. Since you seek death, this King will grant your wish. Mongrel... Be grateful to this King that you can die by my hand."
Due to his height, Goldie was almost looking down at Artoria as he spoke.
If Artoria hadn't gotten involved with Meruem, perhaps Goldie would have had some interest in her.
However, a person as arrogant as Goldie wouldn't do something so classless. Especially since his rare interest in battle was interrupted. Not attacking directly could already be considered giving face.
Of course, this is how Goldie saw it.
"Don't speak too presumptuously!" Although Artoria was a King adhering to the chivalric spirit, it didn't mean she had no temper.
So what if you are the Oldest King?
The Excalibur in her hand, mixed with the power of Invisible Air, swung rapidly towards Goldie.
"In that case, this King will play with you first." Goldie unhurriedly pulled from the Gate of Babylon behind him, and a precious sword, glistening with gold just like his armor, was held in his hand.
Artoria's swordsmanship was superb, but Goldie's swordsmanship was equally impressive.
Don't think that just because Goldie was suppressed by Shirou Emiya for a while in FSN, his close combat is weak to the point of exploding. In fact, although Goldie's close combat cannot be considered the strongest...
But it definitely isn't weak. Don't forget that Goldie's hard power is almost identical to his lifelong and only best friend, Enkidu.
Enkidu was the most perfect warrior created by the gods.
The two fought side by side and defeated the divine beast Humbaba and the Bull of Heaven, the strongest divine beast that almost destroyed all of Uruk.
This level couldn't be achieved by the power of the Gate of Babylon alone.
In terms of actual combat power alone, a serious Goldie is above Artoria.
Well, yes, a serious one.
The Goldie in front of Artoria now, although not playing around, was still a long way from being serious.
"Are you looking down on me? Archer!!!" Filled with anger, Artoria couldn't help but tighten her grip on the Holy Sword with a bit more force.
"Then let me show you the power of the Knight King! Hah! I swear! Before strong enemies, I fear nothing. Resolute and loyal, unashamed before God. Faithful and upright, rather die than yield. Protect the weak, never violate heavenly principles!" A huge wind completely enveloped Artoria. When Artoria appeared in front of Goldie again, the Holy Sword in her hand had already revealed its original appearance.
But Artoria's speed had visibly increased by a level.
"At least A+ rank speed! How is it possible! The naked eye can't keep up at all." Even Kirei Kotomine, who was already classified as a non-human species among humans, couldn't keep up with Artoria's current speed.
Or rather, that was a speed difficult for the human naked eye to capture.
"Hey, kid... are you afraid?" Meruem ignored the two fighting on the side and instead came to the Conqueror King's Master, Waver.
Looking down at Waver, he said.
Although Meruem's height wasn't the exaggerated three meters like Youpi, he was definitely a head taller than Waver. Of course, even if their heights were the same, the pressure he brought to Waver would definitely be beyond imagination.
"Not afraid, because I am a retainer of Conqueror King Iskandar." Although his eyes were full of tears and his body was trembling violently, Waver's voice was incomparably firm at this moment.
Is this the charm of the Conqueror King?
Of course, Waver indeed completely inherited the Conqueror King's philosophy later. So much so that a few years later, he would become that muscular bro, Lord El-Melloi II.
"Very good. Although I don't quite agree with the Conqueror King's philosophy, I admire him. He is indeed a remarkable leader." Though not necessarily a good monarch, Meruem added in his heart.
A monarch who cannot bring stability and happiness to the people under his rule cannot be considered a good monarch.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will let you live, because someone needs to witness tonight's battle. You are one of them." After speaking, Meruem waved his hand casually, and a set of crystal-clear armor appeared on Waver.
"When everything is over, maybe there will be a surprise?" Meruem said with a mysterious look on his face at the end.
That was Meruem's own Noble Phantasm—Sacred Cloth (Saint Cloth). It's just that Meruem had never worn it once.
Giving it to Waver was just to prevent him from being accidentally injured by the fallout of their battle.
The battle between Goldie and Artoria was also approaching a climax.
Due to the significant increase in Artoria's speed, Goldie was having trouble keeping up. However, the defensive ability of the golden armor on Goldie was simply too outstanding; Artoria's sword strikes on it only left faint white marks.
But this had already annoyed Goldie endlessly, and gradually, Goldie's eyes became sharp.
"I swear by the name of my soul. 'Loyalty' will be the character I revere all my life, strictly abiding by my heart. No regrets in this life! If violated, may the 'Lance of the Knight' abandon my soul!"
"I swear by the name of my soul. Courage will always exist in my heart. 'Bravery' will be my benchmark, forging ahead courageously, no regrets in this life! If violated, may the 'Lance of the Knight' abandon my soul!"
"I swear by the name of my soul. I will maintain the fusion of spirit and soul. My spirit is my soul, my soul is my life, no regrets in this life! If violated, may the 'Lance of the Knight' abandon my soul!"
Artoria held the Holy Sword and loudly shouted the Knight's Oath. With each declaration, her whole body burned with a faint red light, like a small universe exploding.
Whether it was strength, speed, mana, or endurance, Artoria was growing rapidly as if on drugs. With every declaration of the oath completed, Artoria's spirit and energy rose by a notch.
In the end, when the eight great oaths were completed, even the serious Goldie was almost unable to suppress Artoria's offense.
"I enter the way of the knight, with no complaints or regrets! May my spirit be passed down forever!"
Clang! Accompanied by a sharp metal sound that set teeth on edge, the precious sword in Goldie's hand was actually shattered into pieces.
And Goldie himself was careless for a moment, resulting in a long cut on his face. Fortunately, Goldie reacted fast enough to avoid being decapitated.
"Damn mongrel! This King will tear you to pieces!"
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