Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 139: [] The Round Table Knight, Sakatsuki, Has Arrived!

In the legends of King Arthur, the most famous tale is undoubtedly that of the King and the Knights of the Round Table.

Before the relic known as the 'Round Table,' knights swore their oaths regardless of status, standing as equals. Originally a symbol of heroism and a declaration of bonds, this magical artifact was reforged for King Arthur's use.

Though the story of the Thirteen Round Table Knights is the most well-known, in reality, King Arthur had over a hundred sworn knights, each pledging loyalty and serving as a trusted companion.

However...

"Why, after more than two thousand years, would you want to become one of my Round Table Knights?"

Saber asked, astonishment clear in her voice.

"Moreover, I believe your strength is no less than mine, Sakatsuki."

Because the Round Table is one of the most notorious organizations in the Nasuverse, and I need you to help me train—no, I need your assistance to activate a certain item...

Sakatsuki, not wanting to be chased and cut down by Ahoge King, quickly dismissed the thought and instead responded solemnly.

"The passage of time has never dimmed the reputation of the Round Table. The legend of King Arthur and the Round Table Knights has always been an aspiration of mine. Now that the legend stands before me once more, isn't it only natural that I would wish to continue its brilliance?"

"If that is truly your reason... then what about your own path as a king? Have you not declared yourself as one who walks the path of absolute supremacy?"

Artoria pressed further.

Wouldn't this just prove how good you are at ruling, my king?

Though tempted to respond in jest, Sakatsuki knew that facing a serious Saber required a proper reply.

"This is merely the path I have chosen to walk—my will, my determination. You can call it my 'kingly way,' or simply the road I have chosen for myself. Whether I am a king or not, whether I join the Round Table or not, I will walk this path without hesitation."

This was Sakatsuki's answer.

Does becoming a Round Table Knight mean standing below King Arthur?

Does choosing the path of absolute sovereignty mean walking alone, forever isolated?

Neither of these options had ever been in Sakatsuki's realm of choices, nor would he allow himself to be so narrow-minded and extreme.

By now, Saber understood that Sakatsuki was not joking. Though her Instinct told her he had other motives, his desire to join the Round Table was undoubtedly sincere.

That left only two remaining questions.

First: Does Sakatsuki have the qualifications to join the Round Table?

Memories resurfaced one by one:

Praising the brilliance of Heroic Spirits in front of Lancer's Master, proving his honour. His overwhelming strength and combat prowess undeniably displayed valour. Even in his ambition to join the Round Table, he remained true to his soul, showing honesty. Delivering Diarmuid a true knight's end, demonstrating compassion. Following his own moral compass, waiting for civilians to clear before duelling Lancer's Master—though sending unnecessary images at night... in the end, still an act of justice.

Modern humans have no need to worship gods. As for humility and self-sacrifice... those were never strict requirements.

Even her most trusted Round Table Knights had their flaws, breaking knightly virtues in various ways.

With these traits and her personal understanding of Sakatsuki, Saber acknowledged his worthiness. Besides, looking back on the entire Holy Grail War, Sakatsuki had helped her far too many times...

Second: Would the other Round Table Knights accept Sakatsuki?

At that moment, Lancelot stepped forward and spoke.

"My King, please allow me to speak on behalf of Sir Sakatsuki."

"Speak, my friend."

"As you command."

The Arondight radiated light, obliterating the enemy forces before him.

"Before regaining my sanity, I had the fortune of living alongside Sir Sakatsuki for a time."

This was classified information, yet Lancelot trusted his revered king to keep his secret. After a brief pause, he continued.

"And because of that, I understand the strategies Sir Sakatsuki once devised. Had his original plan been followed without interference, the Holy Grail War would have long since ended."

"However, because of Caster, Sir Sakatsuki abandoned his certain victory."

"Huh? Me?"

Miyu blinked in surprise.

Lancelot nodded slightly. On the night Sakatsuki moved into the Matou residence, after experimenting with Imaginary Numbers and lulling Miyu to sleep, he had spent the rest of the night revising his plans—under the silent watch of Berserker, the guardian of the Matou household, who had witnessed everything.

Had Sakatsuki summoned a compliant, unfamiliar Servant, his strategy would have been flawlessly executed, ensuring an undisputed victory.

But the one who appeared as his Servant was Miyu—his sister.

Because she was his beloved sister, he wanted her to experience happiness every day.

Because he was her brother, he had to create the most perfect journey for her.

He refused to let her see the darkness of the Holy Grail War. He wanted her to enjoy this reunion. Even on nights destined for battle, he wished for her to witness the brilliance of humanity.

—That was the reason Sakatsuki never spoke aloud.

That was why he took Miyu to see the ocean, explore the city, enjoy good food, make new friends... even go street racing at night.

What kind of Holy Grail War had a Master and Servant who prioritized fun over winning?

This gentle care existed only in the silent protection of a brother for his sister.

Lancelot finished his tale, and Miyu, unable to hold back, threw herself into Sakatsuki's embrace, hugging him tightly.

Sakatsuki sighed, smiling helplessly at Lancelot.

"While I appreciate your kind words, are you sure you're not secretly getting back at me, Sir Lancelot?"

"Ahaha, whatever do you mean?"

Lancelot laughed slyly and turned back to fighting off enemies.

Saber listened in silence, her emerald eyes glimmering slightly before making her decision.

"Then, come forward, Sakatsuki."

Sakatsuki gently ruffled Miyu's hair before stepping forward and kneeling on one knee.

"My King."

Though this was not the sacred Camelot, and only the Knight of the Lake bore witness, none would ever question the sanctity of this ceremony as long as Excalibur was held in the hands of the King of Knights.

She reversed the holy sword, tapping Sakatsuki's shoulders thrice with the flat of the blade before solemnly speaking:

"May you never turn away from danger out of fear. May you walk forward with unwavering resolve."

"Stand alongside courage, and Heaven shall watch over you."

"Do what is just, even if it costs you your life."

"Protect those in need—this is your oath."

"Now, Sir Sakatsuki, rise as a Knight of the Round Table."

The white-haired, golden-eyed young man stood, placing a hand over his chest. In a soft yet firm voice, he declared.

"I swear to walk this world as a Knight of the Round Table, punishing evil and fighting for justice and righteousness!"

Amidst the roaring battlefield, as Lancelot and Saber looked upon him, they sensed that he had changed.

He felt closer.

He felt stronger.

[Acknowledged by the King of Knights. The Proof of Round Table activates. The Unique Skill "Round Table Knight" has been obtained!]

[Selecting Parameters... Mana Chosen.]

[Updated Records.]

[Acquired Unique Skill: Round Table Knight C.]

[Round Table Knight Trait Acquired: Mana Parameter Upgraded from B → A!]

"Only C-rank? Well, that's quite something..."

Sakatsuki mused, raising an eyebrow at his status panel.

Though the rank was low, it meant greater potential for growth.

"Now that I am a Knight of the Round Table, please allow me to clear the path for my king—Knight Sakatsuki, reporting for duty!"

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