"If anyone considers me guilty, step forward and face your death."
His words lingered like the echoes in a hall, turning the murky noon into a silence so profound that even the wind seemed to hush. Vast and boundless shadows silently spread out, casting a desolate shroud over the entire town. Brilliant flowers wilted in the dimness, and vibrant colors faded away. The black knight stood in the center of the square, resembling a profound black hole.
Madness eroded the sanity of everyone present.
Insanity absorbed the gazes of everyone present.
However...
Until the words faded away, the sunlight dimmed.
The land remained silent and tranquil.
Yet...
No one dared to respond.
No one dared to step forward.
"Is there no one..."
The silver-haired youth's voice, light and distant, rang out.
His voice carried a sense of disappointment, a melancholy tone that echoed in the quietness, drifting far away.
"No one, wants to come and kill me?"
Although he had expected it.
But this result still left Alvin feeling disappointed.
Even... sorrowful, and sad.
The knights? The knights...
"Heh..."
He couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha."
Tears were almost coming out.
Artoria, can you see it?
The knights you admired and longed for.
What kind of creatures are they, exactly...
As he laughed.
It seemed as if he could sense the rich bitterness in the air.
Are you afraid?
Are you wavering?
Then let me give you some reasons to persist.
"I, the son of the Vile King Vortigern, Alvin Pendragon..."
Alvin spoke gently, word by word.
His voice was excessively light, as if he was worried.
Worried that these people in front of him would be scared away.
The hilt dropped from his palm, the sword plunged straight into the ground, and the silver-haired youth opened his arms, as if embracing the world.
"Now, I stand here in front of you."
"I didn't bring any army, nor did I call for any reinforcements."
"My respected father, Vortigern Pendragon, is gazing at me from afar, standing at the pinnacle of Londinium, waiting for my triumphant return."
"In ten minutes..."
"That dreaded, demonic white dragon won't arrive in time."
His words were like the morning bells and evening drums.
A ripple gently stirred in the hearts of those present.
"So..."
Alvin's eyelids drooped, and his soft voice suddenly lowered, echoing profoundly in the hearts of every knight in attendance.
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Fate/Ultimate Antagonist
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