Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

In front of the screen, Souma suddenly felt a pang in his liver.

After making a contract with Alaya, he didn't just assume the alias "Gudao" and join Chaldea to work with Mash and others to restore Singularities.

He also walked through human history, protecting the childhoods of heroic spirits.

In other words, he wasn't just working a simple 24/7 overtime job.

Instead—

He multiplied time by N, working simultaneously in multiple places!

The accumulated overtime could easily span centuries, maybe even millennia!

This was the real reason Souma desperately avoided exposure and refused to reveal himself.

Damn you, Alaya!

Click—

The bedroom door next to him opened.

Roya stepped out, her clothes disheveled, looking bewildered. "What just happened?"

Her last memory was of that imposing Mr. Qin leaving with Souma.

After that, she remembered nothing.

She only felt her body burning up and someone touching—

Roya's gaze sharpened. "Did you sneak attack me?"

Did this guy take advantage of her while she was asleep, even using his hands—or worse, his mouth?

"Bullshit! With your flat figure, I wouldn't even want to touch you!" Souma retorted with disdain.

"Hmph, I'm the school's famous beauty. There's a whole line of guys chasing me!"

Roya rolled her eyes.

She must've been half-asleep.

Casually hopping onto the sofa, she stretched her white-stockinged feet onto Souma's lap, slipping them under his clothes for warmth.

Then, she noticed the TV and gasped. "Huh? A video exposing King Arthur?"

King Arthur was one of her favorite heroic spirits.

A ruler with a human heart, stunningly beautiful, hailed as the perfect king—she was utterly obsessed.

Hearing Nameless' words to Bedivere, Roya's eyes widened. "Goetia is such a bastard! He actually wants to destroy humanity!"

God, the Demon God King really is insane—trying to incinerate human history and become the planetary consciousness Gaia!

She clenched her fists, gritting her teeth.

Damn it, what a monster!

If humanity was destroyed, how would she survive?

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. That guy's a total bastard!" Souma agreed without hesitation.

"Thank goodness for Nameless. If it weren't for him silently protecting humanity, we'd all be doomed."

Roya sighed in relief.

Without Nameless' protection, the whole world would've been incinerated, and humanity would've been wiped out.

"Yeah, we really should thank Nameless… Ow! Stop moving around!"

Souma smacked her lightly.

This brat really gets more unruly by the day—no respect at all!

"Don't you move around either!"

Roya was secretly laughing in her heart.

This innocent little virgin couldn't handle teasing at all.

She stared at the LCD screen: "By the way, what aspect of King Arthur's strength is this leaked video trying to showcase?"

"I haven't finished watching it yet, how would I know?" Souma replied casually.

"Hmph, in any case, King Arthur is the most perfect ruler in my heart—there's no way she has any dark history!"

Roya munched on an orange while happily watching the video.

The thought of uncovering some hidden secrets about her idol had her gossipy flames burning fiercely.

"Gold can't be pure, and no one is flawless. Even Qin Shi Huang has dark history—how could she not?" Souma looked at her with an expression that said, you little fool.

"Pfft, no way, absolutely no way!"

Roya retorted without hesitation.

Then.

Under her gaze.

On the screen.

Nameless gazed at the distant, magnificent Holy City and sighed softly, "Bedivere, you must prepare yourself. That is no longer the king you knew—it is the cold, merciless divine Lion King!"

"A... god?"

Bedivere's expression twisted with bitterness.

In an instant, he understood—the king he had admired most had been completely corrupted by the Holy Lance into a ruthless deity.

"Jerusalem was originally the holy capital of the Crusades. The Lion King led the Knights of the Round Table, slaughtered both warring nations, and established Camelot in a single night!"

Nameless exhaled heavily. "Every month, the Lion King holds a Selection ceremony, choosing those whose souls meet the criteria to enter Camelot—all to preserve the future of humanity."

"And those who don't meet the criteria?" Mash asked, puzzled.

Nameless fell silent for a moment before answering softly, "Out of thousands, only a handful are chosen each time. The rest—are slaughtered without exception, not a single one spared!"

A single, simple sentence left all viewers of the video utterly dumbfounded—

-[What the hell?! That's King Arthur? Did I mishear, or did Nameless misspeak?]

-[Nonsense! The King Arthur who loved her people like her own children, who willingly sacrificed herself for Britain—how could she possibly slaughter innocents?!]

-[It's not impossible! Remember in the Unlimited Blade Works video? The King of Heroes also wanted to unleash the Grail's mud to wipe out humanity!]

-[Could it be... King Arthur truly became a merciless god, arbitrarily judging all life?]

...

In the conference hall.

After Nameless' words played in the publicly broadcasted video, the room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.

In this deathly stillness, everyone stared at King Arthur with strange expressions.

Even the British delegation paled in shock, utterly doubting whether they had heard correctly.

Qin Shi Huang frowned slightly, his crimson eyes fixed on King Arthur. "So... this is your so-called 'perfect, flawless' ruler who loved her people like her own children?"

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