"My lord, aren't you worried that Guinevere won't keep her promise after you awaken the King of the End?" Lancelot asked, casting a suspicious glance at the woman she was referring to.
"???" Guinevere.
Lancelot, you're such a traitor!
Do you really want me to fall into Eiji's hands? Just like you?
Guinevere glared at Lancelot, a look of resentment on her petite face.
"Don't worry. Even if little Guinevere acts sly, she'll still end up paying me with her body." Eiji replied casually.
Bastard!
Where does that confidence of yours come from? Eiji Seiya, you'll regret the choice you're making right now!
In her heart, Guinevere cursed the man sitting across from her. But on the surface, she wore an expression of resignation.
She couldn't let Eiji change his mind about waking her husband first.
Eiji: Yare-yare.
Even though he knew what Guinevere was thinking, he wasn't going to take back his words.
"I just need to fill the Holy Grail until it's fully charged, right? I can do that easily." Eiji pointed to a rather large, golden grail on the altar.
Its shape reminded him of the Holy Grail from the Fateverse.
"Yes, but Eiji Seiya… You can only fill it with divine energy equivalent to that of seven Heretic Gods. Do you possess that much energy?"
Guinevere knew that Eiji wasn't just a Campione—he was also a God, specifically the Monkey King from another universe.
Even so, just how much divine energy he possessed remained a mystery to her. She suddenly felt a little worried that she didn't have enough divine energy to fill the Holy Grail to the brim.
"Divine energy equivalent to that of seven Heretic Gods, huh… In my opinion, that amount of divine energy is very small. Are you sure I only need to fill it up to that much?"
The implication of Eiji's words was clear: he was underestimating the amount of divine energy the Holy Grail needed to awaken the King of the End.
Guinevere's lips twitched; she couldn't help but snort. "Hmph! That's right."
Without another word, Eiji released a small amount of his divine power. A deep blue aura, similar to that of Mercurius, enveloped him. The old castle trembled, and the stars in the sky shone brighter even though it was still early morning.
Guinevere's mouth fell open, and her petite body trembled. Feeling Eiji's divine aura, her heart pounded with fear.
What?
How could this man possess such a powerful divine aura!?
The oppressive presence he was radiating right now was far stronger than when he fought Sun Wukong!
Unlike Guinevere, Lancelot looked at Eiji with admiration in her eyes. What Athena said yesterday was true—she was lucky to have caught the attention of a man as amazing as Eiji with her body. She was happy to give him her vaginal and anal virginity.
*SHIIIING!*
From the tips of his fingers, Eiji fired a small portion of his divine energy. The burst of energy took the form of a beam of silvery-blue light that sliced through the air at lightning speed, striking the outer surface of the Holy Grail directly.
The collision of energies created ripples of pure, sacred shockwaves within the room. The Holy Grail, which had been dim and lifeless, instantly exploded with an extraordinarily massive burst of golden light. Eiji's densely concentrated divine energy instantly filled the Holy Grail to its full capacity in a matter of seconds—a process that would have taken Guinevere years to accomplish.
Guinevere said with a trembling voice, "I-It's impossible… With just a fraction of his energy... The Holy Grail is completely filled?!"
"Guinevere, this is Lord Eiji's power. He is truly extraordinary; you should be happy to serve him alongside me in the future." Lancelot said this with a proud expression.
Guinevere fell silent.
She wanted to argue, but decided against it. She still believed that once her husband woke up, he would defeat Eiji. What's more, since Eiji had transferred a small portion of his divine energy to the Holy Grail, he should also be slightly weakened.
Her husband definitely has the advantage!
*BOOOOOOOMMMM!*
Immediately, a golden light overflowing from the Holy Grail surged violently, piercing through the ceiling of the old castle and splitting the clouds, radiating an incredibly intense divine pressure. Amidst that pillar of divine light, the figure of a man with long white hair and a blue tunic slowly came into view. Rama, the King of the End and slayer of the Campione, had finally awakened completely from his long slumber.
Except for Eiji, the other Campiones—including Luo Hao—who sensed his presence felt they were in danger. It felt as though a predator whose sole purpose was to hunt them had appeared in the world.
[So that's the King of the End? He looks almost exactly as I remember him. The amount of energy within his body is several times greater than that of all the living Campione combined.]
[Except for me, of course. In the original work, it's not without reason that Rama was unbeatable, even if the Campione ganged up on him.]
[That's why the protagonist, Godou, transported all the Campione—except himself—to another dimension. As a result, Rama's power was reduced, leaving him only several times stronger than Godou. He dueled him and won, of course, because he's the protagonist.]
Erica: I don't like that guy named Godou Kusanagi, but I have to admit he's pretty smart for coming up with a method like that to defeat the King of the End.
Liliana: Godou Kusanagi is so cunning!
Mariya: Eiji hasn't transported the other Campione to another dimension yet. Will he be okay?
Luo Hao: Should I help? But Eiji won't let me teleport to his side.
Ena: Ena too! Ena wants to fight alongside her husband!
Athena: Everyone, just give up. For now, we can only watch the battle on the livestream.
Hearing what the Goddess of Wisdom said, the women living in Eiji's mansion fell silent.
They all glanced at the live stream in the chat group.
As the glow dimmed, Rama opened his piercing golden eyes. His gaze immediately fell on the petite sorceress standing before the altar. He flashed a gentle yet commanding smile. "Guinevere… how long has it been? I can feel my body awakening much faster than it should. Thank you… I know all of this is only possible because of your hard work and extraordinary loyalty."
Hearing the praise from the man she loved, Guinevere felt happy. It felt as if the longing of hundreds of years had finally been rewarded. However, when she remembered her current situation and the fact that her purity had been pledged as a "price" to Eiji, Guinevere suddenly felt extremely awkward. She clenched her trembling fingers while looking at Rama with a forced smile.
"I-It's… the same for me, my husband," Guinevere chirped nervously, her eyes occasionally glancing fearfully toward Eiji. "For you, I'd be willing to do anything…"
Before Guinevere could hide that bitter truth any further, Eiji, who had been watching with his arms folded, rose from the throne. The sound of his leisurely footsteps echoed through the hall.
"Little Guinevere is telling the truth, Last King," he interjected, glancing at Rama with a faint smirk on his face. "To wake you up faster, she was even willing to make a deal with a Campione like me, ask for my help, and promise to pay me with her body."
The women: "...."
Eiji, your NTR habits are really...
"E-Eiji Seiya! What did you just say?! You...!" Guinevere immediately panicked. Her cute face turned pale, her heart pounding as the secret she'd been trying to hide was laid bare right in front of her own husband.
Rama furrowed his brow; his gentle smile vanished instantly, replaced by a piercing, probing gaze. He shot Eiji a sharp, narrowed glance. "What did you say? You claim to be a Campione, but… my senses tell me otherwise. I can detect that you also possess the essence of a God. The amount of divine power radiating from your body is completely abnormal. Who are you, really?"
Rama was so focused on Eiji that he didn't even bother to glance at Lancelot, who was standing not far behind Eiji. Rama didn't greet his once-loyal knight, nor did he ask why Lancelot was wearing a thin mortal gown instead of her armor.
Seeing the neglect from her former lord, Lancelot clenched her fists tightly beneath the folds of her gown. Her lips twitched as she held back a deep sense of disappointment. Ever since she had surrendered her entire soul and body to Eiji the night before, her long-standing loyalty had indeed begun to wane. But seeing how Rama treated her as if she were a passing breeze, Lancelot had now completely erased all respect and loyalty she once felt for Rama. She felt grateful to have switched sides to the embrace of a man who cared far more for her and could give her love.
In his heart, Eiji gave Rama a thumbs-up. He really is a man who's loyal to his wife.
[Yeah, he's not like a certain someone.]
'Miss System, I don't know who you're talking about.'
[Heh.]
Eiji ignored Miss System's jealousy and kept looking up as he said, "Hello, I'm Eiji Seiya. In short, I'm a God from another universe. And to clarify what I said earlier—let me make this clear: Guinevere is no longer your wife. She's already my woman and has promised to serve me after I defeat you here."
He continued to provoke Rama with his words.
Mariya: Did you really need to say that last part, Eiji? What if the King of the End gets angry and becomes even stronger because of that!?
Lucretia: Fufufu. Eiji's courage deserves a thumbs-up. Just as I'd expect from my man~
[Hehehe! King, not only do you steal other men's wives, but you're also talented at making your opponents angry.]
As proof of what Leme had told her king.
Rama was startled. His handsome face instantly turned very somber and cold. The air around his body began to tremble wildly and radiate a murderous aura.
Eiji smiled brightly when he saw that.
He truly enjoyed making his NTR victim angry like this.
"!" Guinevere, seeing that the situation was beyond saving, immediately screamed with a panicked expression. "I… I have no other choice! My husband, Eiji Seiya, is forcing me! He... He's too strong! You have to kill him right now so my agreement with him is null and void! Kill him, my husband!"
"How cruel." Eiji glanced at the petite woman beside him with amusement. "Little Guinevere, I'm definitely going to punish you after this."
"!!!" Guinevere lowered her head and bit her lip. She felt a chill run down her spine and wondered what kind of punishment Eiji would give her.
She was scared, but there was also a hint of anticipation in her heart.
'Huh? W-What am I thinking!?'
*SHIIING!*
Rama drew his Divine Sword of Salvation from the void. The blade radiated a dazzling silvery glow, carrying the essence of fate-shattering destruction capable of tearing apart the authority of any Campione on earth.
With a cold and calm gaze from his golden eyes, he aimed the tip of the sword directly at Eiji.
"Eiji Seiya," said Rama, his voice flat, devoid of any explosive emotional outbursts. "Let's fight. But don't get the wrong idea. I'm facing you here not merely because I'm furious that you intend to take Guinevere from me."
Eiji made a strange expression.
It seemed that what he had thought about Rama earlier was true.
Rama glanced briefly at Guinevere, who was still panicking, then continued in a tone that seemed to indicate he had absolutely no romantic possessiveness toward her. "I am a bit unsettled. I'm grateful that Guinevere managed to wake me from my long slumber sooner than expected, and I appreciate all the great sacrifices she's made for the sake of my destiny. However, for me… my relationship with her is limited to the fulfillment of a sacred duty. My absolute duty is to destroy every Demon King in this world, and you… are the next target."
This man is a workaholic!
With a power that makes him feared by the Campione, he's also not a cultured person.
He doesn't like eating meat.
Eiji shook his head and looked at him as if he were pitiful. Still, this was actually good for him. He glanced at Guinevere with a sense of joy in his heart.
Hearing the cold words from her own husband's mouth, Guinevere's petite body froze instantly in place. Her face, which had been pleading for help, instantly turned pale. A deep sense of disappointment and sadness struck the very depths of her heart. After thousands of years of longing for him, sacrificing everything—even pledging her purity to Eiji... Rama turned out to treat her as nothing more than a tool to aid his destiny, without any true love in his heart.
Although her heart was shattered, Guinevere knew that Rama was indeed a rigid man, bound by his duty in that way. In the end, she could only manage a wry smile filled with a sorrowful sense of resignation.
Eiji, observing the situation, finally said, "Of course, fighting you has been my plan from the very beginning, King of the End."
However, before stepping forward to face Rama, Eiji didn't miss this golden opportunity to woo the vulnerable Guinevere. He turned around, stepped closer to Guinevere, and gently wiped away the tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. "See for yourself, little Guinevere? That stiff man doesn't appreciate your beauty or your great sacrifice at all. He only sees you as a tool. But don't worry… after I destroy him here, I'll take you home and give you all the love and warmth that that dull man could never give you."
A dull man?
Rama's lips twitched; he was offended. He also felt a little uneasy watching Eiji woo his wife. However, he didn't do anything to stop him.
"E-Eiji Seiya, I…"
Hearing Eiji's deadly, protective, and intimate words of seduction right when her heart was being shattered by Rama, Guinevere's mental defenses crumbled instantly. Her guilt evaporated, replaced by a heart racing at breakneck speed. Her petite face instantly flushed with a blush that spread all the way down to her neck. She lowered her head, secretly feeling happy.
Was that true?
Would Eiji give her all of that?
He's kind enough.
If only Rama were like him...
"Ah, but you'll still have to face your punishment later." Eiji turned around and looked at Rama again.
"...." Guinevere.
She just watched as Eiji floated up into the sky and stood alongside her husband. Ah, no, I mean Rama.
[Congratulations, King—that woman is starting to like you now. She no longer considers the man in front of you to be her husband.]
Oh, really? That's great.
Eiji grinned; his improvisation in his love operation hadn't failed.
Rama wasted no more time. He raised his Divine Sword of Salvation high into the sky.
"Arise, O embodiment of the light of salvation!" he cried out in a thunderous voice.
Instantly, the atmosphere in the sky heated up drastically. Above Rama's head, a white star resembling a miniature sun manifested and glowed with blinding holy radiation. The white star began launching a barrage of deadly projectiles—light missiles that were incredibly light, streaking through space at incredible speeds. The destructive power of each of these light missiles was terrifying, causing an explosion equivalent to the impact of a small meteor.
Not stopping there, Rama directed the white star to move forward. This manifestation of a miniature sun charged forward in a manner very similar to Verethragna's or Godou's "The White Stallion" ability—a mass-destruction solar storm attack ready to burn everything in its path to ashes.
Guinevere, witnessing the ferocity of Rama's attack, immediately held her breath; she was a little worried about Eiji. As for Lancelot and the women watching the live broadcast?
They believed in Eiji.
He definitely won't lose!
Eiji showed absolutely no sign of fear. Facing the storm of light meteors and the mini-sun charging toward him, his expression didn't change. He decided to use his new character card.
"Mini-suns and meteors? Not a bad trick. But let's see how the laws of your world hold up against the highest foundation of magic."
Ten golden rings suddenly appeared on his fingers, glowing with a magnificent, multicolored radiance. With the fusion having reached 99%, he activated the power of Grand Caster Solomon from the Fate universe (Type-Moon).
"Ars Paulina... Ars Almadel Salomonis," Eiji murmured softly, but his voice carried for thousands of miles. He voiced his magical incantation through his words.
*BOOOOOOOOMMMM!*
Just before Rama's storm of light meteors and white star barrage struck his body, a colossal defensive magic circle—woven from millions of cosmic light ribbons—materialized before him.
This was a manifestation of Solomon's Temple of Time and Magic Purification Authority.
Each of Rama's light projectiles—each with the impact of a small meteor—struck the defensive barrier with a tremendous boom. However, instead of exploding, all of the projectiles immediately disintegrated back into neutral base mana particles within milliseconds. Eiji's Solomon's magical wall completely repelled and nullified the destructive potential of the attack. In fact, the white star-shaped projectile resembling a White Stallion was forcibly dimmed and shattered into harmless shards of light right before Eiji's very palm.
Eiji effortlessly blocked and neutralized all of the King of the End's deadly attacks without shifting a single millimeter from his position. His clothes weren't even slightly damaged.
Seeing all of his best attacks shattered by a mere wave of a defensive spell, Rama's eyes widened. His handsome face, which had been calm, was now filled with shock.
The other Campione of the past had never been able to block those attacks and were instantly killed
But Eiji?
"!!!" Rama, Guinevere, and Lancelot.
Many of the women watching the livestream weren't surprised at all. Still, they felt proud that such a cool guy was their man!
So what if the King of the End is many times stronger than all the surviving Campione?
In front of Eiji, he's still just a junior.