Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 140: [] King’s Army, Break

The first attempt at Unlimited Blade Works ended in failure because Sakatsuki couldn't withstand Ionioi Hetairoi alongside the Heroic Spirits.

But after the battle, he immediately thought of a solution.

If he replaced Iskandar's Reality Marble with the outside world and then used his own Reality Marble to erode the World, could he then manifest Unlimited Blade Works within Ionioi Hetairoi?

At that time, he had to split his focus to deal with the Emperor's army, so he didn't get a chance to try again. But now that his mana parameters had improved and Lancelot was temporarily holding off the attack, it was the perfect opportunity for his second attempt!

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood."

[Replacement initiated, concept locked.]

"I have created over a thousand blades."

"Unaware of beginning,"

"Nor aware of the end."

[Reality Marble loaded, World entering alignment.]

"Withstood pain with inconsistent weapons..."

[Commencing inversion.]

"My hands will never hold anything——"

A sudden stabbing pain coursed through Sakatsuki's body, reminding him of his limits—perhaps even deeper, more profound damage.

After all, mana was directly tied to his life force.

Even though he was using a clever trick, substituting concepts through replacement magic was still a massive undertaking.

If he hadn't increased his mana to A-rank, he wouldn't have even lasted this long. As for now...

"Miyu!"

"Mm! I'm ready, Onii-chan!"

The sapphire-haired magical girl stood behind Sakatsuki, clasping her fingers together and offering a prayer at her chest.

"O light of wishes that shine upon the earth,"

"O moonlight gathered in its flawless brilliance,"

"Gaze upon the heavens..."

"Shining Starry Sky, Earth's Sakatsuki!"

Miyu Edelfelt's Noble Phantasm: Wish Upon a Star, Earth's Sakatsuki!

In Fate/Grand Order, this ability increases NP for all allies, restores HP, and grants critical stars (like a mini-Merlin). However, it also lowers Miyu's HP as a tradeoff. Because of this, Sakatsuki had never allowed her to use it to support him.

But recently, during a conversation, Sakatsuki accidentally discovered that if Miyu controlled the output of her Noble Phantasm, she wouldn't suffer damage.

Thus, her Noble Phantasm became another major boost for Sakatsuki. With her mana supply, he finally completed the ritual.

[Replacement successful.]

"Unlimited Blade Works!"

Golden sands, white snow.

The sun and moon intertwined, with hot and cold winds swirling toward the horizon.

Amidst the roar of men and horses, Iskandar instinctively tightened his reins, his gaze forward filled with astonishment.

"What... is this?"

He could feel it—his Reality Marble, built alongside his army, had been overwritten by another, entirely different inner world.

It was a graveyard of swords, telling a tale of solitude and sorrow.

Countless swords hummed, and countless blades rose into the sky, transforming into an overwhelming storm that crashed toward Ionioi Hetairoi.

If one sword wasn't enough, then another would be added. If four or five swords couldn't stop the enemy, then every single blade within a ten-meter radius would be aimed at the resistance.

Before this near-endless storm of swords, neither generals nor soldiers could escape their fate. All they could do was kneel, pierced through by countless blades.

"If it's just a contest of numbers, I won't lose to you, King of Conquerors."

Taking one last look at this intersecting world, the young man slowly closed his eyes.

By shutting out unnecessary vision, the World became even more real in Sakatsuki's mind.

The swirling golden sands, the dry air that burned his lungs with every breath, the crisp symphony of clashing blades, and the spirited war cries of another land.

Silhouettes of soldiers flickered, falling into the desert, vanishing like mirages.

Blood evaporated, its sharp scent flooding his nostrils—a scent that confirmed he had truly faced an army's iron hooves.

Ah...

A satisfied smile appeared on Sakatsuki's lips as the storm of blades behind him grew even fiercer.

He was truly fighting, face to face, with the mighty Conqueror King, against his hundreds of heroes and tens of thousands of cavalry, bathing in blood and battle.

How exhilarating—!

***

As the Reality Marble faded, the night of the real world returned. Though it felt like an eternity had passed, when they glanced at the courtyard clock, they realized only a few hours had gone by.

Half-cloaked in his battle robe, the red-haired warrior stood face-to-face with the white-clad young man. As the Reality Marble dissipated, Artoria and Lancelot remained at Sakatsuki's side, while behind Iskandar and Waver... there was no one left.

"Hah..."

The golden-haired, emerald-eyed knight pressed a hand to her chest, feeling her racing heartbeat.

Was it exhaustion?

Or was it the thrill of seeing the Round Table's glory once more, shining in the present?

If there were still those who acknowledged her kingship and were willing to follow her, did that mean... her past wasn't as unbearable as she had believed?

Unknowingly, Saber's gaze toward Sakatsuki grew warmer.

Unlike us, the past members of the Round Table, you are different.

We are but shadows of history, prisoners of the Throne of Heroes, existing in the cracks between life and death. Even I can only seek a sliver of hope in that void.

But you are different. You are a living human, one who has inherited the spirit of the Round Table, walking forward into the future in our stead...

Even if we no longer exist in this world, we will always protect the light of this legacy.

Suddenly, a tremor ran through her heart.

If her wish were granted and another person pulled the sword from the stone... would Sakatsuki still choose to be a knight of the Round Table?

This small worry was buried deep in the Knight King's heart, unspoken to anyone.

"Hah... That was one hell of a war."

Rider finally broke the silence, his usual boisterous grin returning.

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"So you call it a war, not just a battle, King of Conquerors?"

Sakatsuki raised an eyebrow.

"Like me, your mana must be running low. I'd say it's time to call the feast to an end."

"Straightforward, aren't you, kid?"

Iskandar laughed heartily, then hopped onto his ox chariot, carrying a weary Waver—who was now missing a Command Seal—into the sky, vanishing from view.

"Don't forget, the Church still has a bounty on your head, Sakatsuki! I'm looking forward to getting my revenge tomorrow! Also, that spear of yours is a one-of-a-kind treasure. If you get into trouble, don't blame me for kicking you while you're down!"

"I'll be waiting anytime!"

After shouting his reply, Sakatsuki murmured to himself in confusion.

"A spear? The Crimson Rose of Exorcism? That's considered a one-of-a-kind treasure?"

Miyu glanced at him sideways.

The Conqueror King was probably referring to that other spear—the one that seemed forged from moonlight, the one that had created the realm of kings.

Had Onii-chan misunderstood?

"Let's go, Miyu."

Sakatsuki waved at Saber and Lancelot.

"I won't disturb your reunion. Kariya, come with me."

"Got it."

Kariya grumbled before following Sakatsuki out of the courtyard, leaving Saber and Lancelot alone at last.

With the battle over, they finally had enough time to speak of past regrets and untangle their burdens.

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