Rhongomyniad, a Holy Lance of the same rank as the Holy Sword of the Stars. Its true form is the Star Anchor that links the front and back sides of the world, pinning down the rules of the planet. At the same time, as a divine artifact even more famous than Excalibur, it also has many other names.
The Anchor that pins the world, the Spear of the Storm, the Shining Pillar of Light, and the Spear that Pierced My Son, etc... As for its function, in Merlin's words: the world of humans and the world of fairies are both like a layer of skin draped over the planet, needing "pillars of light" like the Holy Lance to stitch them together. If these pillars were to be dismantled, then this "epidermis" of the world would peel off from the planet. Simply put, it's just a fig leaf for the setting of the Type-Moon world.
However, after understanding the setting of Rhongomyniad, Souya also finally understood why Vortigern would rather let his own territory be taken away and still expend energy to pull out the Holy Lance. This was not only because its power was very strong, but also because only by pulling out the Star Anchor could the influence of the world's rules on Britain be weakened, and the inner and outer sides of the world be loosened, allowing Vortigern to obtain the True Ether that supported the retention of the Age of Gods from the Inner Sea of the Planet.
But what Vortigern and Souya had not expected was that, just after their first meeting, Rhongomyniad had resonated with Souya and chosen him. But at this time, Souya had no time to explore the matter of why the Holy Lance had chosen him. His mind was now filled with Vortigern's words from just now.
"You want me to go undercover in the Round Table Knights?"
As if he had never expected Vortigern to say this, Souya's brow furrowed in an instant. He subconsciously refused: "This is impossible. Those guys at the Round Table all know that I am loyal to Lady Morgan. They would never trust me. Besides, I have already sworn an oath on this matter and will never betray it. And..."
At this, Souya paused slightly. "What does this have to do with our plan?"
"Of course it has something to do with it."
Vortigern seemed to have long expected that he would refuse, and continued with an unchanged expression, "Even if I have already pulled out the Star Anchor and loosened the inner and outer sides of the world, this is ultimately an act that transcends the rules of the world. If we don't break the inner and outer shackles within a specific time, then even if we have prepared everything, we will still not succeed. The dragon has already told us this truth with its actions."
Saying this, Vortigern looked up at the huge corpse again. The corpse still maintained a posture of digging into the ground. Until its death, this last dragon had not given up the idea of digging through the wall of the world.
"So, before that moment arrives, I will bear the attacks of the red dragon and her knights, and you just need to hide among them and throw out the Holy Lance at the right time. This is the safest method."
Hearing his words, Souya immediately understood his meaning. It was very simple. Vortigern was just afraid that all his preparations would be in vain, as Merlin's so-called prophecy had foretold, which was why he had found him, who shared the same fate, as a final insurance. At that time, the only one standing before everyone would be the Calamity White Dragon, the Vile King Vortigern. He would absorb and bear everyone's hostility and harm, just so that Souya, who was hidden in the most unexpected place, could smoothly throw out Rhongomyniad. That way, even if he lost his life, everything he had done would not be meaningless, nor would it be a failure.
"But..."
Knowing his meaning, he was still hesitant and hesitating. In his mind, he thought of Morgan, of Camelot, which was about to welcome glory, and of the promise to marry when you returned.
If possible, he didn't want to participate in this kind of thing at all. He just wanted to wait until everything was settled, return to Camelot, and, as in his ideal, marry Morgan and have children. That was the ending he truly dreamed of.
But as if to shatter his fantasy, Vortigern said a sentence with iron-clad determination. "There are no 'buts', Lamorak. In such a dog-eat-dog era, targeted by such a dog-eat-dog world, can you and I really have a happy ending?"
The old man reached out and pressed the young knight's shoulder, his every word piercing the heart. "As the abandoned, one should have the resolve of the abandoned. If these sorrows can end in our hands, then don't leave them for the people behind. This is the biggest difference between me and my brother. Face reality, knight. The counterattack of the Age of Gods will not bet everything on us. Even if we fall, there will be a next Vortigern, a next Lamorak, until all the people and things of the Age of Gods are all dead. Who do you think, after we die, is the most likely to be chosen by the already-desperate Age of Gods on this island?"
"You mean..."
His eyes moved, and he thought of an ending that was most unacceptable to him.
"Make your decision, Lamorak. The afterglow of the Age of Gods is both a blessing and a curse."
Vortigern's words were low and full of determination. He no longer tried to persuade him gently, but waited for his final answer. He believed that this young knight had a resolve no less than his own.
Thus, after a brief silence, Souya's voice once again echoed in the underground karst cave. "What should I do."
Hearing this, a curve appeared on Vortigern's lips. "The specific arrangement is very simple. We just need to create a popular story of saving a knight. I will bear all the bad names. You just need to be prepared, and," at this, Vortigern paused slightly, looked at him with a strange expression, and then said, "and whether or not to tell the truth to Morgan."
After listening silently, he did not answer his words, but lowered his head in silence, thinking about something.
[At this, you truly understood and confirmed what role you would play in this final act and what you should do.]
[Vortigern has told you the plan of infiltration.]
[It was an extremely cliché script. An overconfident knight attempts to assassinate the Calamity Vile King, but is captured by the Vile King due to carelessness and is imprisoned in a certain city. And at that time, this news will also be transmitted to King Arthur's military camp.]
[As for whether King Arthur will come to save you, Vortigern holds an indifferent attitude towards this almost decisive factor. This is of course not because he is overly confident in you, but because his eyes have already seen the answer he wants.]
[And at this time, you are not paying attention to this matter, but are writing a letter.]
[Yes, a letter, a letter to Morgan.]
[You do not want to, like those clichéd trashy novels, self-indulgently hide everything to do this, and the end result is the deepening of the misunderstanding between the two, and causing greater harm to each other.]
[So you wrote a letter, telling Morgan all the causes and consequences, and expressing to her that you have absolutely no intention of betraying her, but just want to do something for her, for this land of hers, in the few days of your life.]
[But, after the letter was written, you still hesitated.]
[In the end, this was just your wishful thinking, your self-righteousness.]
[This matter, this choice was completely determined by your subjective judgment. For Morgan, this was unfair.]
[You could not guarantee that she would accept such a reason, yet under Vortigern's urging, you had to face the moment when the play began.]
[In the end, this letter was still sent out, with your conflict and expectation.]
[And under Vortigern's deliberation, the matter of the knight Lamorak being imprisoned for a failed assassination of the vile king was spread out, and soon became known throughout Britain.]
[And so, an infernal affair of Britain is about to begin.]
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