Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [101]

Nighttime.

The Enlightened Dragon City, which ought to have been swallowed by the shroud of night, was instead ablaze with light tonight.

Countless bonfires rose up within the city, burning in every corner. Orange-red firelight danced across the white buildings, a blazing performance under the curtain of night—tonight’s true festival had begun.

“Sing——”

“Sing for me already!”

“You don’t stop until I say stop!”

Jeanne Alter had Elizabeth’s head in her arms, laughing uproariously.

Her body was wrapped in layer after layer of white bandages—friendship-support supplies from Chaldea. By all logic she ought to be resting right now, but what did that matter? Right now she could only think about sharing this victory, this rebirth, this joy of being alive again with everyone in this country.

“I’m alive.”

“Ha! Hahaha, I really lived through it!”

That kind of raving muttering was a frenzy only someone who had truly passed through a deathtrap—and by their own strength somehow clawed their way back alive—could understand.

She was, by all accounts, a little mad.

And dragging Elizabeth along with her into the madness.

Though, yes—this devil-dragon idol wannabe did love singing… singing from the heart and being forced into a “talent show” performance were two completely different things, okay?!

Right now, she was starting to hate singing.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

The other key contributor to this war, Bluey, had also been encircled by certain “ulterior-minded” people.

“How exactly did you even do it?”

The orange-haired girl, curiosity burning in her heart, circled the miraculous white dragon while holding a plate of grilled meat. She had even tried once to throw herself headlong at the dragon, just to see if collision would trigger some kind of “fusion special effect”—the obvious result being that she was the one sent flying by the dragon’s hard body.

“Ow ow ow—”

“Senpai, what are you doing?”

“Transforming, duh? Mash, aren’t you curious at all? That biu~ moment when the girl and dragon just combine!”

“…”

“Eh? Mash, why are you so cold about this… ah, I remember now! Back when they fused the first time, you had the exact same face—like you already knew it was going to happen!”

“Spit it out. How did you know? What else are you hiding from me?!”

As if some thought had suddenly struck her, the orange-haired girl lunged at Mash like a tiger pouncing prey.

And Mash? Despite being a pseudo-Servant whose body was as solid as a fortress wall, she was actually toppled to the ground by the tackle of Fujimaru Ritsuka, an ordinary JK. Now she looked exactly like a bullied pushover.

“Fouu—”

The white dragon glanced once at the scuffling girls, then turned to the small white beast beside her, calling softly.

“Fou—”

The little beast was reluctant, but a bet was a bet. From its fluffy chest it produced a star-shaped octahedron radiating rainbow light.

A [Saint Quartz].

This stone, crystallized from the confirmation of future concepts, held holy power within.

But this [Saint Quartz] did not originate from this era.

It came from Artoria’s own time—after the defeat of the [Beast], when the survival of human civilization was secured. The new Fourth Beast, holding the Principle of [Comparison], had automatically gained this jewel that symbolized the “miracle of humanity’s order.”

“Alright, alright, it’s just a stone.”

“When the chance comes, I’ll pay you back one.”

Bluey spoke while carefully tucking the [Saint Quartz] away.

—And with that, the final condition for a Happy End had been gathered.

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The Kingdom of France, City of Lyon.

Unlike the all-night revelry in the Enlightened Dragon Nation, here the air had been heavy ever since Artoria and the others returned.

“We actually lost…”

That was the thought most ordinary people carried.

In their eyes, for the King and the Holy Maiden to fight side by side, yet return in defeat—that itself was inconceivable.

They tried to convince themselves it was only a fluke, that their side had suffered no real loss… but the shadow of defeat still hung over them, leaving every person in this city fearful and uncertain.

“How are we supposed to beat that dragon?”

That was the question gnawing at Siegfried and the other Heroic Spirits.

They racked their brains for a way to overcome that new demon-dragon—but they all knew the truth. It would be hard. Very hard.

This sortie had looked like their full might, an overwhelming force pressing forward. But in reality, they had already put in everything they had—just to try to eliminate the Dragon Witch once and for all.

“Our mana… isn’t enough to release another Noble Phantasm.”

That was the situation for Siegfried, Martha, and Georgios.

Without Masters, they had no means of recovering mana. And they had already spent their strength once, unleashing Noble Phantasms to slay the dragon Fafnir—mana had now become the chain shackling their power.

As for Artoria… she could still release a Noble Phantasm, but to be blunt, the power of the [Sword of Revolving Victory] wasn’t high enough.

Unlike [Excalibur], that sun-drenched sword, this one was meant for mowing down armies of common soldiers—it excelled at battlefield sweeping, but against mighty single enemies it was lacking.

For instance—earlier, Jeanne Alter had actually taken her full-force Noble Phantasm head-on with her own body and lived.

“If only I’d brought the spear.”

Artoria suddenly let out such a line.

Even she was startled at her own thought. A mere witch, not even close to the level that would warrant unleashing [Rhongomyniad].

But after seeing Bluey fuse with Jeanne Alter, birthing that black-and-red demon dragon… if her hand had held the holy lance in that moment, she would not have hesitated to strike.

“Enough. Back to business.”

“In short, the top priority now is—find a Master, form a contract, and restore your mana.”

Artoria set the next plan in stone.

“But where is this Master?”

“We don’t even know if she exists in this era.”

Martha lay slumped on the table—even she looked dispirited now.

But—

“No. She’s here. In this era.”

“And we’ve already met her.”

Artoria shook her head, her tone firm with certainty.

Back then she had been puzzled—who was that human girl standing so close to Mash, someone she had never seen before, yet with whom Mash shared such a bond?

And in the moment of danger, Mash had raised that shield symbolizing the Round Table to protect her.

Now she understood.

—She was the one. The human girl burdened with the mission of saving human order. Humanity’s last Master!

“How could something like this be…”

Even the King, who had once faced a Beast with calm composure, now felt a headache coming on.

They had to find a way to reach this Master.

But who to send?

“Hmm…”

Her gaze slid toward the figure at her side, Saint Jeanne, radiant with holy light from head to toe.

Then she thought of that “spiritual little sister” who had tricked away her precious baby dragon.

In that instant, Artoria’s mind flashed with what she deemed an absolutely brilliant idea.

—It was time to let that wayward little dragon see what a true noble lady looked like!

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T/N: WHAT?? BLUEY IS GETTING TRANSLATED WOAH

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