Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Just as they were about to charge, the originally cone-shaped cavalry formation suddenly split into two groups and diverged!

Seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately understood!

The purpose of this action was to completely surround all the refugees!

"Lord Lancelot, what should we do?"

"The righteous knight asked."

“Killing the refugees was not the king’s order, but Agraven’s. Remember, the current king is just being deceived by Agraven. We only need to arrest the rebels, not turn our swords against the refugees.”

"Let's not waste time on trivial matters like massacring refugees. Let's defeat the rebels and return to the Holy City as soon as possible."

The purple-clad knight spoke with a stern expression. He had certainly seen the thousand old, young, women, and children led by Fujimaru Ritsuka, but for the first time ever, he did not give the order to kill the refugees.

"clear."

The forty-odd mounted cavalry were mostly vanguard.

Although there should be reinforcements later, Lancelot doesn't seem to be planning to wait.

Seeing this, Mash quickly asked, "Senpai, what should we do?"

Forty righteous knights should be manageable with one servant, but the problem is their leader, Lancelot... I can roughly estimate that he's on par with Gawain, or even stronger.

"If they won't let us, then we'll fight."

Now, she has no fear of opponents of Servant rank.

Only gods can give Ritsuka a headache.

This is mainly because each of these conceptual monsters, such as gods, is difficult to deal with and requires specific methods to defeat them.

"Understood! Mashu Kyrielight (Understood! Also known as Erba Si IV Bate) will stop the enemy from continuing their attack!"

Chapter 190 The effect of the Death Apostle Servant Dark Paladin [Mash] is activated!

"Sir Lancelot! Something's charging at us!"

"What's going on? I haven't even charged yet, and the enemy has already rushed at us?"

Lancelot had just finished making his preparations when he heard a loud whooshing sound.

"Lord Lancelot, it seems like they're coming for you!"

"What? They're coming for me?!"

Lancelot looked completely bewildered.

"And he also seemed rather angry."

The Knight of Justice said somewhat uncertainly.

"Interesting. There seem to be some rather courageous warriors among the rebels... But why does that shield look so familiar?"

Lancelot stared intently and saw a pink-haired girl with bangs covering one eye, holding a familiar shield and wearing familiar armor, charging straight towards him like a pig!

"No...that's...impossible. It feels a little different from what I'm describing. What could be going on..."

Could it be that she had an affair with a certain pink-haired noblewoman and had an illegitimate daughter?

No, it's not very likely...

Moreover, that outfit... it looks a bit like... could that person have a younger sister?

Lancelot appeared calm on the surface, but his mind was actually in complete chaos.

"As expected of Lord Lancelot, he remains fearless even in the face of such power."

The Knight of the Righteousness immediately said with admiration.

"Ah... oh."

Lancelot paused for half a second before snapping back to reality.

"Get ready to engage! The enemy knight seems to be quite skilled, so be careful and don't hurt him!"

The Knight of Justice surveyed his own situation, then looked at the purple knight charging towards him with his shield raised.

Hurt the other party...

With our help?

Has Lord Lancelot lost his mind?

Something feels off, but since it's an order from the Knights of the Round Table... let's go.

The Knight of Justice, his face full of confusion, began his charge.

My inner feelings are wavering.

His eyes were trembling.

Mash Kyrielight had never felt such urgency since birth.

A voice was roaring within, and my entire body, my entire spirit foundation, was trembling uncontrollably.

Sub-servants are not pseudo-servants.

It wasn't simple; the Heroic Spirit Galahad entrusted his power to Mash.

Instead, her spirit origin merged with Mash, transforming Mash into a Heroic Spirit-like being.

"The enemy is Lord Lancelot, right? Senior, leave it to me!"

Mashu's expression became unusually excited.

"Ah...oh."

Fujimaru Ritsuka could roughly guess why Mash was so excited. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial sentence.)

In any case, the other party should be Mash... or rather, the Heroic Spirit who gave Mash her power, Galahad's father.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a touching reunion, but rather a hostile development, which was a bit disappointing.

"Mashu seems quite excited."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was at a loss for words; the girl's sudden excitement completely disrupted her plans.

“Ah, after all, it’s that person.” Mordred said with a smile, carrying the King’s Sword.

"Of course he'd go berserk if he saw Lancelot, haha..."

Before Mo could finish speaking, Mashu rushed back, looking at Mo anxiously.

“I’m sorry, Lord Mordred.”

The girl said very seriously, "Can I borrow your sword?"

"Eh?"

Without waiting for Xiao Mo's consent, he did not agree.

Mash snatched the heavy greatsword from Mordred's hand, then charged forward at high speed, shield in one hand and sword in the other!

"No, Mashu, why...why are you taking my sword?"

Xiao Mo stared at her empty right hand, momentarily speechless.

Mashu's figure disappeared again at high speed.

"Sir Lancelot!"

"Fight me to the death!"

The gentle and lovely girl was unusually excited at this moment!

At that moment, Lancelot's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the pink-haired girl's figure.

He instinctively gripped the sword hilt, his knuckles turning white.

Before he could figure it out, Mashu had already rushed up to him!

"So fast--!"

While Lancelot was in a daze,

Mashu swung her shield and thrust it forward, and as the warhorse let out a mournful cry, the Righteous Knight also fell to the ground!

With the borrowed Clarent in his right hand, flashing with crimson lightning, he swept across the sand dunes, creating an arc of air, and instantly approached Lancelot!

"You are..."

Lancelot's movements were half a second slower; the girl's appearance pierced his heart like a needle.

"Your power, and that shield, it couldn't be—"

The blue-armored swordsman fell silent for a moment, his sword trembling as he blocked the attacks from the shield and the greatsword.

"My name is Mash Kyrielight!"

The girl's pink hair was blown into disarray by the wind, but her single eye sparkled beneath her bangs.

"A Demi-Servant who inherited Galahad's power, and even more so, a Servant of the predecessors who will stop the Lion King's Holy Ritual and reclaim the future of humanity!"

"Are you prepared to return to the Throne of Heroes and end your sinful life, Lord Lancelot?"

"What..."

A buzzing sound.

Lancelot felt like his head was about to explode.

This tone of voice, which doesn't treat one's father like a father...

no doubt--

The girl, still harboring Galahad's rage, attacked Lancelot without hesitation upon seeing him!

In the chaos, Lancelot could only use the blade of his sword to continuously parry Mash's attacks!

"Compared to that, why did you use Lord Mordred's evil sword...? This sword and your temperament—"

"Shut up! You should know perfectly well why I'm using Mordred's sword!"

"I'm asking you—Sir Lancelot!"

"King Arthur... no, the Lion King's actions on this land, the true purpose of the Holy Lance, the Lion King's plan to contain human souls and destroy the world... as the king's knight..."

"Do you understand?!"

Answer me, are you awake?

"Knight—Lancelot!"

Lancelot, wielding the Arondette, was struck so hard that he was forced to retreat repeatedly, and even his counterattacks became increasingly powerless.

He just kept dodging.

“Wait, wait… Your name is Mash, right? Mash… I think we can have a serious talk. The King’s ideal is to find a glimmer of hope in this shattered world… Personal feelings are not allowed here; they are beyond our reach…”

"So you knew, right..."

"What--"

Suddenly, a red light flashed in Mashu's eyes.

"Um, um... Oh dear... why?"

Tell me...

Why must great ideals be based on sacrificing the lives of innocent people?

Answer me.

As the girl became more emotional, the characteristics of the Dead Apostle became increasingly apparent.

The beautiful pink hair color became even more intense, somewhat like the Dead Apostle Noelle's, that eerie pink.

Its body glowed with a deep blue fluorescence, which then ignited with pink flames.

The girl grinned, revealing sharp teeth.

"Look at me now, I've become like this. It's all thanks to Galahad's spirit origin that I've been able to maintain my human form... but I've already become a Dead Apostle."

"It's a necessary sacrifice to save human history!"

"I didn't care what it looked like."