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Chapter 16 - Chapter 16: You are also the King of Britannia?!

'It's not precognition but possessing some power to see through True Names?' Lelouch didn't care much about how many Kings "Britannia" had; instead, he was more concerned about Archer's situation. Clearly, he only exposed his Knightmare Frame, yet the other party spoke out his True Name in one mouthful.

This strange phenomenon... Lelouch naturally judged that the other party had some kind of magical power. It was just that he was unclear how much Archer could see through exactly. But for Saber, the words Archer narrated were too impactful.

One must know Britannia perished after her, and she had never heard of Lelouch's name. Then where did this so-called "King of Britannia" come from? What's more, judging from Rider's dress and the mecha he piloted, he didn't look like a King of the past at all.

"It seems you can only see through True Names, not all origins." Tentatively asking Gilgamesh a sentence, Lelouch spoke.

"Hmph, don't underestimate this King's power." "It's just a rare exception to use it once." "After all, there exist many mongrels of strange origins among you!"

Snorting coldly, Archer responded with arms crossed. Sha Naqba Imuru (The Omniscient Omnipotent Star). That should have been the Noble Phantasm he "disliked" the most. As long as he wanted, he could view the whole world and know everything.

Not to mention the opponent's True Name and Noble Phantasm, even some hidden truths he could know. Once activated, in the Holy Grail War, it was just like reading the script; everything about the opponent could be controlled. It was just too boring, so he generally wouldn't use it.

The reason he used it this time was also that Gilgamesh sensed a sense of incongruity from Berserker. Sure enough, after checking, he indeed discovered a big problem. The "information" Sha Naqba Imuru could feed back to him was too little!

It merely "revealed" the True Name and Class; most messages were blocked by some power and couldn't be seen at all. 'It seems his power is more than this, but it should be restricted.'

Probing the intelligence he wanted from Archer's gloomy expression, Lelouch pondered. Just exposing the True Name actually didn't affect him much. The Britannia here had perished long ago, having no such great capability at all.

And no one could understand his origin. "Answer me! Rider! Are you really the King of Britannia?" "What is your wish participating in this war?!" But someone seemed to care very much about his identity.

Looking down, Saber seemed a bit emotional. "Is it necessary for me to answer you?" Lelouch didn't understand why Saber would be so emotional. "!" Hearing this, Saber seemed lost for an instant, but then as if thinking of something, she clenched her teeth.

"If you don't answer my question, in this war, I will list you as the first target needed to be defeated!" She was like disregarding everything, producing so-called "acting on impulse." It looked a bit unreasonable, but Lelouch's existence was a point of utmost importance to Artoria.

Her own wish was to "save" the perished Britannia and its people. She couldn't accept Britannia perishing because of herself, so she believed as long as she returned to the time of Selection, if there was a more suitable candidate replacing her to become King, maybe the destiny of destruction could be changed.

There must be someone who could do better than her... able to lead Britannia to prosperity and glory, and absolutely not a situation of demise. And Lelouch's existence tensed her nerves. If a new strange "King of Britannia" really appeared, then did it explain that her path was correct?

"Entangled by a troublesome guy, Rider." Waver hid in the cockpit of the mecha, looking at the two people staring at each other, and murmured in a low voice. He actually couldn't figure out Rider's origin either.

The King of Knights as the King of Britannia had legends, but in history, there seemed to never have appeared a King of Britannia named "Lelouch," right? "You insist on this, then..." "Just take your words as a declaration of war against the Holy Britannian Empire!"

Raising the constructed Holy Sword in his hand, Lelouch just pointed at Saber and said in a shocking voice. The sword in his hand didn't have any sublimated legend, just a fake "Sword of Promised Victory" possessing the appearance.

After all, his Britannia didn't advocate for the so-called "Holy Sword." "Is that so?" Understanding the metaphor in the answer, Saber instead seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then lowered her head. The opponent admitted it... That was enough...

New King of Britannia... If possible, she really wanted to go to the opponent's country to see what it was exactly like. Although she still didn't know what the opponent's specific wish was, for Saber, at least she had a new hope.

As long as she knew Rider's truth, she even felt it didn't matter to give up this struggle. "Baffling..." Jonouchi stood up, looking at the two people's communication, completely unable to understand.

"Yeah, I can't understand Kings and whatnot either." But the attack Kyoko Sakura made from behind caused Jonouchi to break out in cold sweat. She now just wanted to take the opportunity to find a way to lift the magic circle quickly, otherwise accidents could easily happen.

Bang! "Oops! This is dangerous! Do you want to kill me?" Turning over to dodge an attack of the bramble chain, Jonouchi waved his hand and shouted loudly.

"Ah? Could it be there is a rule of not allowing killing in this war?" Kyoko Sakura asked back instead, making Jonouchi directly awkward. "You, young age, don't have such bad thoughts!"

"Despicable adults have no qualification to say this!" Like arguing noisily, the two went back and forth. Smack! "Mn?" "That is a reward." Hearing the sound above, Kenshin raised his hand and grabbed a falling divine sword.

He looked at this sword obtained in his hand in astonishment and had questions. Just judging from the appearance, this precious sword must be full of background. "As a subject, fight well for the King."

"If defeated because of unfavorable weapons, that would be too loss of this King's face." "Extremely grateful!" Holding the sword in his hand, given the position and identity of both sides, Kenshin responded with a serious sentence.

If those who knew Gilgamesh well knew this, they would probably drop their jaws in shock. With this "King's" temper and nature, being able to "bestow" a precious sword was simply a rare thing. Ordinary people couldn't get so-called "treasures" from Gilgamesh here.

Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi (Grass-Cutting Sword). That was the legendary sword held in Kenshin's hand, a "Divine Artifact" of Japan. Although he still couldn't release the so-called Noble Phantasm, for Kenshin, as long as he held a sword in hand, his own swordsmanship had room to display.

'Magical energy and heavy armor both recovered...' Glancing at Berserker, Archer's attention was all on this one. The reason he gave Assassin the precious sword was to let the other party fight more fiercely, in addition to probing this person's background.

Gilgamesh determined that Berserker's origin was absolutely not simple. As a King entering the field personally, it was loss of status, so he chose the subject.

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