Fate/Ultimate Antagonist

[43] Unworthy

As the last words faded away, silence descended, carried by the sunlight. The bustling atmosphere that had briefly arisen in the square now plunged into a profound stillness, where one could hear a pin drop.

All eyes were fixed on the silver-haired youth in the center of the scene. The man who had pulled out the Sword of Selection. Astonishingly, he demanded Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, to swear allegiance to him!

What audacious arrogance...

Was he attempting to demonstrate the power of the Knight of the Sun's sacred sword?

Yet, he merely pulled out the Sword of Selection and looked exceptionally charming... There was no overwhelming aura that could command the respect of thousands, unless you were Gawain's father. Otherwise, would the Knight of the Sun break his own sacred sword and pledge loyalty to an unknown figure?

Certainly not, it's absolutely impossible!

An unrecognized king was nothing but a joke.

"What kind of joke are you making..."

As expected, the voice of the golden-haired youth trembled, brewing a revelation of anger. Gawain was furious!

If his indignation had previously risen due to Lady Artoria's tears, now a fierce blaze of anger burned within him. Yes, anyone could hear, anyone could understand! This guy was blatantly provoking!

Swearing allegiance?

This was an outright insult!

"Allegiance..."

The Knight of the Sun raised his sword, pointing it at Alvin, uttering a disdainful and indignant roar. Beneath the sunlight, the radiant brilliance of the holy sword complemented his figure, making him seem like a descended deity.

"Do you think someone like you is worthy of my allegiance?!"

"Do you believe that pulling out a sword can gain the recognition of the knights?"

"Even if you pull out the Sword of Selection, so what?!"

"A king is by no means someone as audacious and insignificant as you!"

"You are not qualified! You are not even worthy of drawing it out!"

Correct.

Gawain spoke the thoughts of everyone. Although they might not openly admit it, this was, in fact, the genuine opinion of most people.

To be honest, what could a sword decide about the qualifications of a king?

Especially when it wasn't pulled out by oneself.

Unless that person could truly win the favor of the crowd, the doubts would become even stronger.

People hoped that Artoria could pull out the sword.

Not that the sword chose the king.

But that the king chose the sword.

The roar dissipated.

Whispers emerged.

The scene, at first glance, appeared as if Alvin, who had pulled out the sword, had been depreciated to worthlessness.

However, this was exactly the answer he wanted to hear. There was nothing more ironic than hearing such words from the Knight of the Round Table.

"Ah... I see, Sir Gawain."

At these words, the silver-haired youth suddenly revealed a look of enlightenment.

"So that's it, thank you for pointing it out to me..."