Danmachi: Voyager of Worlds Ability

[64] : Holy Grail War · Begins! Saber vs Diarmuid!

"..."

"I summon thee, heed my call! Cross the boundary of limitations and appear. Guardian of the Scales!"

As Mika finished chanting, a dark figure emerged from the magic circle, roaring ferociously before him.

"Aaargh!"

"Such ferocious fighting spirit... worthy of Lancelot," Mika praised, a look of admiration on his face as he sensed the powerful aura emanating from Lancelot.

"Merlin!"

Lancelot swiftly turned, his gaze fixated on the figure standing beside Mika. He recognized the familiar presence immediately.

"Well met, Lancelot. It's been a while," Merlin greeted with a smile.

However, his smile only intensified Lancelot's rage.

"Why... why weren't you by the King's side at the end?!"

Lancelot was consumed by guilt and self-loathing for his past actions. He yearned to die by King Arthur's blade, to receive her judgment.

He believed that if Merlin had been by Arthur's side in those final moments, perhaps the fate of Britain could have been altered.

"Spare me, Lancelot. I was powerless to intervene at that point," Merlin replied, spreading his hands in a gesture of helplessness. He then continued with a serious tone, "Regardless of my presence, the outcome would have remained unchanged. The fall of Britain was inevitable."

"Merlin!"

"I understand your regret, Lancelot. Our King will descend into this Holy Grail War as a Saber. If you seek redemption, seize this opportunity."

With those words, Merlin shook his head and departed from the basement.

Lancelot, summoned as a Berserker, lacked complex reasoning abilities. He was driven solely by obsession and resentment.

Under normal circumstances, he would be incapable of speech.

However, perhaps due to the lingering power of the Holy Grail from his recent summoning, coupled with the overwhelming regret for his past actions, he managed to speak upon seeing Merlin.

But this moment of clarity was fleeting.

Witnessing the noble knight he once knew reduced to such a state filled even Merlin with a sense of unease.

"Even though I knew all of this would happen, seeing an old friend in such a state still evokes such emotions... how pathetic, Merlin," he muttered to himself, disappearing from the basement with a self-deprecating sigh.

"King... King... King!"

"Aaargh!"

Lancelot's agitation grew as he recalled Merlin's words.

However, as time passed, his ability to speak gradually faded, leaving only beast-like roars.

"Lancelot, I know you desire to die by King Arthur's hand. I can create that opportunity for you. However, until then, I require your obedience and cooperation in securing our advantage in this war."

"What do you say?"

Lancelot nodded in response to Mika's proposal. His reasoning capabilities were limited, but his obsession compelled him to agree.

"Excellent. Then, for the initial stages of the Holy Grail War, you will accompany Kariya Matou," Mika said with a grin.

After eliminating Zouken Matou and severing the Matou family's last chance of obtaining a Master's qualification, Mika had acquired the Command Spells, granting him the right to become a Master.