Chapter 66: Artoria

"Interesting. Not only is the armor style similar, but you've even learned my Wind King Barrier?"

Su Nian looked at the somewhat wary and angry Saber before him, feigning confusion as he stroked his chin, observing and evaluating her.

"Could it be that you, Saber, are a fan of mine?"

"As far as I know, there's a guy named Charlie who likes to imitate me because he admires me."

"He even likes to shout 'EXcalibur' when he swings his sword, and he can unleash a slash of light when he does."

"Hmm, actually, from a fan's perspective, your portrayal of King Arthur is quite decent."

"If King Arthur were indeed a girl, that is."

"But how could King Arthur be a girl? Hahahaha."

Saying this, Su Nian laughed out loud.

Su Nian's comments left Saber and Irisviel dumbfounded. What else could they say? It was clear that they were the real King Arthur.

How did they become fans of King Arthur?

Saber was the most bewildered right now. What should she say? Should she say that she was the real King Arthur?

But if she said it, would anyone believe her?

She even started to doubt herself just now, wondering if she really was King Arthur.

After all, no matter how one looked at it, Su Nian seemed more like King Arthur than she did.

Even Lily, the pure white Knight who had just drawn the sword, said:

"Perhaps only an existence like him is the true King Arthur?"

As Lily, who had just drawn the Sword of Selection, she still had many uncertainties about her future. Was she really capable of becoming the King of Britain?

This made Saber feel even worse; after all, there was nothing more painful and unspeakable than doubting oneself.

Saber gripped the sword in her hand tightly, pointing the invisible blade at Su Nian.

"I don't think there's any need for us to say so much. Since we are both Servants, why don't we let our swords do the talking?"

"Let the swords do the talking? I agree."

Su Nian said with a relaxed expression.

"Then let me see if you, as my fan and someone who has occupied the Saber class, are qualified to make me wield my Holy Sword?"

A simple sentence caused Artoria's blood pressure to soar once again. Between being called a fan and being told she occupied the Saber class, it was practically a frantic belittling of her.

Even the other versions of herself couldn't stand it anymore, and one after another, they couldn't help but prepare to strike.

Artoria considered her own mindset to be quite stable; even when Mordred rebelled, she had sought stability amidst the chaos and stabbed that unfilial child to death in the midst of the army.

But now, her mental defenses were truly broken.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the battle!"

Artoria didn't intend to probe anymore; she directly activated Mana Burst, her entire body wreathed in blue magical light, and she charged at Su Nian, leaving a blue afterimage in her wake.

"The speed is a bit slow, and the force of the swing isn't great enough."

Although Su Nian was not skilled in martial arts—or rather, one month was only enough for him to learn the basics—

he was, after all, a Pseudo-Sun Star Spirit in physique.

It was an absolute crushing victory brought about by physical stats.

The moment Artoria swung her sword, Su Nian turned sideways, dodged her attack, and directly grabbed her wrist.

"What?"

Saber looked at the hand Su Nian used to grab her right wrist in disbelief, feeling extremely shocked.

Her current physical parameters were not ordinary; below the Grand Spirit Origin, being an all-A King was not just talk.

But even in this situation, she could be caught, which showed Su Nian's strength.

"Sorry, although you are my fan, I still have to say, your attack is really weak."

It was only at the Six-digit level, not even reaching the edge of Five-digit.

I reckon that even if you unleashed your Noble Phantasm, you might not be able to defeat that trash Snake.

As Su Nian said this, he twisted his hand with force, showing not the slightest bit of tenderness.

"Ngh!"

Saber felt a piercing pain; she knew her wrist was likely broken.

"Seriously, let me take over!"

A violent voice rang out in Saber's mind; it was Black Saber. Black Saber could no longer bear to watch such a useless Saber.

"Then I leave it to you."

Saber went offline. Su Nian noticed the change in Artoria's body, and although he could have interrupted it,

out of curiosity, Su Nian let go of his hand and began to observe.

In an instant, Artoria's blue dress armor turned black, and the sword in her hand was wielded even more brutally.

"Power breaks all laws. My fan, if your strength and speed are insufficient, no matter how strong your technique and will are, it's useless."

Su Nian laughed as he once again grabbed the hand Black Saber used to hold the sword, applying slight pressure.

Black Saber felt the pain, her palm uncontrollably loosened, and the sword in her hand naturally slid to the ground, after which Su Nian let go.

There wasn't a shred of resistance.

"In my eyes, your strength isn't even as good as a little girl's struggle. Oh, right, I almost forgot, you are a little girl too."

"Bastard!"

Black Saber couldn't help but curse. She had never been this angry before, nor had she ever wanted to tear someone's mouth apart so much.

However, taking advantage of Su Nian's distraction, she snatched the sword from the ground and prepared to unleash her Noble Phantasm at him.

"EXcalibur..."

It was just that Black Saber had not even finished releasing her Noble Phantasm before she was directly pinned down by Su Nian, who infused her with the massive magical energy of the Sword of Promised Victory and took her down.

The gathered magical energy simply dissipated into the atmosphere.

"As expected, this posture and this incantation are exactly the same as mine; even the power has been imitated to a point of striking resemblance."

Su Nian clicked his tongue in wonder while suppressing Black Saber and hoisting her up onto his shoulder.

"But why must you be so stubborn and refuse to admit that you are a fan of mine?"

"Is it really so shameful to fight alongside me, Arthur?"

"But it's fine; when facing my fans, my tolerance is Infinite, after all, I am a Knight."

"Hey, you spear-wielder, say something! Are you not going to show any reaction after seeing us being bullied like this?"

Inside King Arthur's intracranial Round Table Conference, Black Saber pointed angrily at White Lancer Altria, who was sitting to the left of Saber at the head of the table, and shouted.

She had just been bullied so badly.

"Say what? He is also an Arthur, an Arthur from another World Line just like us."

White Lancer Altria said very calmly; after her analysis, that male Arthur was not lying, whether it concerned his Spirit Foundation or his Noble Phantasm.

The purity of this male Arthur was indeed much higher than theirs.

"But even if we are all Arthurs, he cannot insult us like this!"

"Can you beat him?"

In an instant, the intracranial Round Table Conference of various Artorias fell into silence.

In the position of King Arthur, Artoria had been utterly defeated.

Sooner or later, I will make you acknowledge my identity as Arthur!

(End of this chapter)