England, Ruins of Glastonbury Abbey.
A beautiful fair-skinned girl approached the place. She was a white girl, about twelve or thirteen years old.
Golden curly hair, an elegant and beautiful face.
She looked like a delicate doll crafted by a rare dollmaker who staked their entire career on it.
She wore a black dress resembling mourning attire. Though the clothing wasn't convenient for movement, she arrived at the city outskirts with remarkably swift steps.
Then, she halted on grass clearly pressed down.
Behind the girl, an illusory cloaked shadow appeared.
"Stop, Guinevere, this is the place."
"Alright, Uncle."
Guinevere stopped, looking around curiously.
"Uncle, can this place be used to summon the King?"
The figure Guinevere called Uncle was actually a woman.
She wore a cloak concealing her form. Honey-colored hair faintly peeked from the cloak's edge.
From her attire, it was vaguely discernible she was a woman with a fine figure.
She was a War God from ancient times, the prototype of Lancelot in epic legend, a rare Steel Goddess.
But now, she was merely a shadow lingering in the world, protecting Guinevere.
Though she could briefly exert her power, she wasn't her true body, let alone a Heretic God.
At this moment, the shadow of the God Lancelot wandered around, finally returning to the courtyard before Guinevere.
"Guinevere, I can sense the leyline here is very abundant. As the tomb of Arthur and Guinevere you built, it should be able to summon the King."
Hearing this, Guinevere's face showed joy.
"Finally, I can summon the King this servant serves?"
Guinevere was a Divine Ancestor serving the King of the End.
Sharing the name Guinevere, she herself was King Arthur's wife in legendary myths.
However, her true self was an ancient Earth Mother, a White Goddess whose name wasn't even recorded.
She served the King of the End, swearing with her eternal life to follow the Savior who eradicated Devil Kings.
But hundreds of years ago, during the King of the End's last earth purge, she was gravely injured. This forced Guinevere to embark on a long journey chasing the King of the End.
And The Legend of King Arthur in this world was created by this Guinevere, solely to awaken the King of the End.
To summon the King of the End through the method of Spirit Status Affiliation.
As known, in this world, it was normal for Gods to have alternate identities in other mythologies. Every God's origin could be traced to different mythologies.
For example, the famous War God of Victory, Verethragna, was also Bahram and Indra in Indian mythology.
He combined elements of many Gods, like Vahagn, the ancient Armenian War God, Dharmapala, the Buddhist Protector God, Kushan's Orlagno, Parthia's Wryhrm, and incorporated tales of Hero Gods like Hindu Vishnu, Manichaean Adamas, Babylonian Nergal, Ancient Egyptian Horus, and Greek Heracles.
Meaning, summoning through the above identities had a certain chance of calling Verethragna with a different Spirit Status.
Guinevere planned the same. Through crafting The Legend of King Arthur, she summoned the Savior who purged many Devil Kings on earth with the Divine Sword of Salvation.
King Arthur was an alternate identity Guinevere created for the King of the End through myth propagation.
Though summoning the other party as King Arthur would suppress some of his Divine Authority, King Arthur's alternate identity wasn't weak either.
Plus, the King of the End's power relied on the blessings of the great ritual of the Old Covenant, not much tied to the Heretic God's original body's power.
Guinevere's plan seemed perfect.
But Lancelot always had a bad premonition. She spoke to warn, "Guinevere, for some reason, I have a feeling our plan won't go so smoothly."
This feeling didn't come from the Black Prince, who repeatedly ruined their plans and even destroyed most of the Holy Grail over a decade ago.
But from another bad premonition.
"I feel summoning King Arthur to Possess our Lord might not succeed."
Though only a shadow, her inspiration as a Steel God wasn't comparable to ordinary people.
The King Guinevere chased wasn't so easily summoned.
And the legend of King Arthur had been sung for thousands of years, no longer just the myth Guinevere created.
Though poets continually crafted new stories about the legend of King Arthur, successfully making the myth widely known.
It was hard to say the myth's similarity to the King of the End wasn't distorted. The two identities might not fully connect.
Guinevere sighed, looking at Lancelot with her last hope.
"But this plan I've prepared for thousands of years. I must try."
Guinevere said through gritted teeth.
"If not for that God Slayer…"
Back in the 12th century, Guinevere once summoned King Arthur. Back then, the legend of King Arthur still had her guidance and constraints. There was a high chance of summoning the King of the End.
But she was attacked by a passing God Slayer, only reincarnating until now.
Having missed the best summoning time, she was now unwilling and wanted to try again.
Even if the success rate was low, what if it worked?
She wasn't willing to let thousands of years of hard work go to waste.
This was the Ruins of Glastonbury Abbey, also the Tomb of Arthur and Guinevere she built in the 12th century.
This was the location she originally set to summon King Arthur.
After a thousand years, the magical power here had become abundant again, and the Faith gradually grew stronger.
The chance of summoning King Arthur would only be higher.
"O King, this servant awaits your arrival. This servant has prepared the best offerings for you."
It was the Magical Holy Grail, born from everything she had as an Earth Mother Goddess, pouring all her Holiness, Immortality, and Wisdom into it.
"Such a pity, the Holy Grail was destroyed by some fool. Most of the magical power this servant gathered was also taken by that fool. Only this remains as your offering."
"O King, please forgive this servant's rudeness."
Saying this, Guinevere stood in place, pulling out a cup made of pure gold.
This was the so-called Holy Grail.
Guinevere held the Holy Grail, gently pouring its liquid onto the ground. She also knew the one she summoned might not be the King she followed.
So she poured carefully. The painstakingly gathered magical power couldn't be wasted.
If the King of the End was truly summoned, it wouldn't be too late to apologize.
[We beseech the rebirth of the sword, cleaving the darkness of the world's end, slaying all Devil Kings.]
[The sword among swords, the noblest blade among blades.]
[You are the blade that annihilates Devil Kings, the pure light of the savior, born to slay all Rakshasa in the world.]
Accompanied by Spirit Words, the pure white light grew increasingly dazzling.
As the magical power drained, Guinevere felt the poured magical power wasn't enough.
She grew more excited and thrilled. This meant she could finally summon the Lord she truly followed.
After that, she stopped being cautious, directly pouring the Holy Grail's magical power, equivalent to ten God Slayers' total magical power, into the ground.
Used to nourish the "King of the End" newly awakened.
A ghostly figure suddenly appeared amid the ruins.
It was a handsome man with blonde hair and a striking face. He wore luxurious silver-blue armor, holding a beautiful Holy Sword, appearing here slightly surprised.
"My Lord, this servant has finally found you."
Before Aslan could react, a petite figure rushed into his embrace.
Aslan lowered his head, sinking into thought at the sight of his appearance.
The King Arthur Alternate Identity given by the Halloween Queen must have something wrong.
For some reason, every time he used this alternate identity, he always had to descend to another world through summoning?
He just didn't know if it was the Halloween Queen's bad taste or another reason.
But Aslan suspected it was likely the Halloween Queen's bad taste. After all, her mastered ability was Summoning.
Anything from the past, future, or even illusory, she could summon.
The Halloween Queen's most proficient combat method was summoning incomplete Spirit Statuses to fight, a group of Two-Digits ganging up on one.
Of course, preparing a reverse summoning wasn't hard for her either.
But seeing the petite figure in his embrace, the corner of Aslan's mouth couldn't help twitching.
His Spirit Status told him the woman in his arms was his wife, his wife in his Spirit Status.
An existence tied to his Spirit Status.
"So, in this day and age… can you still get a wife for free?"
"If it's the King, it's possible."
Guinevere showed a joyful yet slightly shy expression. She seemed thrilled to be called a wife by Aslan.
After all, when she created The Legend of King Arthur, she positioned herself as Guinevere with that intent.
But Lancelot beside showed a wary expression.
To her, the King Arthur Guinevere summoned didn't seem like the King of the End, but his power far surpassed ordinary Heretic Gods.
Even the Holy Sword at his waist was filled with divine qualities like the Divine Sword of Salvation.
Powerful, wielding the Divine Sword of Salvation. From any angle, the youth perfectly matched the King of the End's description.
Yet Lancelot's instincts told her this King Arthur was absolutely not the King of the End.