The sacred spear said, "Mayest thou never lose thy way, good knight"

Come at me.

Yes, Sir Percival! I am ready for you and determined to win!

Ha!

Wow!

(Just from that one attack, I can tell he's so, so strong!)

(No wonder he's a Knight of the Round Table! He handles his sacred lance like no other could!)

(I'm no match for him with a spear!)

(But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up!)

O light!

Oh!

Become a helix! Bouclier d'Atlante!

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Lady Bradamante is superbly skilled with the spear.

She demonstrated both the tremendous skill and bravery I would expect from one of Charlemagne's Twelve Paladins.

She is a spearwoman of surpassing skill and strength.

Wh...!

P-please! You're embarrassing me!

I saw that I would be at a disadvantage fighting one-on-one, so I decided to release the True Name of my Noble Phantasm...

But it didn't work!

Even with my shield of light unleashed, Sir Percival was unaffected!

And then he calmly raised his lance...

...

Had we not been fighting in the simulator, my Spirit Origin might not have survived.

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Yes it was.

It was a matter of affinity. I am accustomed to light-based attacks.

And the light of my lance is especially potent in its protective properties.

I'm actually impressed you stood your ground given the disadvantage at which you found yourself.

I commend your courage and determination, Paladin Bradamante.

So humble, even in victory...

I am truly impressed. I will cherish the memory of this contest forever.

I now have something to boast to Ruggiero about! Honestly!

Yes!

Indeed. It was a very good contest.

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Ah yes. How about we have a duel with your participation, Master?

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Oh, that is a very good idea. That sounds fun!

Master!? How come you're so pale?

Ah, perhaps Master misunderstood.

We are not asking to you to fight either of us.

We just want you to stand with us, as Master.

And we would like you to back both of us simultaneously. In other words...

It'll be like playing chess against yourself!

Exactly. This should be good training for Master in making on the spot decisions on the battlefield.

This will be as close as we can come to a real battle, with Master supporting us at the rear.

Obviously we're not asking you to do it today. We can do it when it's convenient for you.

Would you consider it, Master?

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By the way...Sir Percival.

After dueling with you, I realized something.

Your lance is unshakable. There is not a trace of hesitation in your moves.

An unshakable lance, huh? Did it really look that way to you?

It certainly did!

I see...

Parzival the unenchanted! You fool... Did you think you gained sacred protection?

To hell with the sacred lance! To hell with the Savior! Was denying me my glory not enough for you!?

How dare a fool like you receive such guidance! Ah, the humiliation...

Parzival, I had planned to corrupt you too, just like the other knights of the Holy Grail!

But now, I've changed my mind. I'll kill you instead!

I dare you, evil one.

I daren't even comprehend much of what you say, but that is only because I am an uneducated, ignorant fool.

Fool though I am, I do know one thing.

There's no way in hell you could possibly fathom

The sacred lance will never show its radiance in your grasp!

WHAT!?

A lance imbued with the Savior's spirit will never protect the wicked!

Even I understand that much!

Look! As proof, the sacred lance you threw...

Is nowhere near in piercing my heart, nor has it shattered my body!

It has simply come to rest back in my hand.

Ha! Such grandiose talk, Parzival.

It was not enough for you to merely be a fool, hm!? Are those earnest eyes of yours no more than decoration!? Ah, how can I not mock you?

Behold...! Longinus is yet in my grasp!

HAHAHAHA! Shatter, shatter! This is the true power of Longinus!

This is the ultimate destructive force that once shattered the Grail Castle of Corbenic! And it is in my hands!

This is...the demonic lance!

In your hand, you hold a mere shell... The true power of Longinus is right here!

But there is only room enough in this world for one Longinus. So, I shall annihilate you utterly.

...

And once you're gone...

I'll finish off the master of the Grail Castle, and strangle that useless witch to death.

I cannot permit that.

I shall stop you here and now, Klingsor!

...Ha, haha...

Well done.

Well done, indeed, Parzival. You have defeated my demonic lance with your hollow imitation.

Or...perhaps mine was the hollow imitation...

Ah...ahhh!!!

All the magical energy that had been split between the two... My demonic lance...

Your lance is absorbing it all! Now I see...

Then Longinus, the sacred lance, is yours.

But not the Holy Grail. Even you cannot lay claim to the Holy Grail.

Never shall its sacred brilliance be yours!

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I had always...

At times I sent the Holy Grail knights to ruin. At times I butchered them... All to alleviate my boredom.

But the battle I just had with you...

...certainly roused my soul...

...more than any other I can remember.

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Klingsor. Have you any final words?

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Ah, Parzival! You...you dazzling, innocent fool! Are you offering clemency!?

Then I ask for light!

The mark I've left behind...my evil is mine alone! I cannot bear the thought of my unholy citadel remaining on this earth!

And so I beg you!

Offer me light!

I understand.

O sacred lance! With the light that you carry...

This evil citadel, beyond all hope of salvation as it is, shall be cleansed from the face of the earth!

Hey Master. Why're you just standin' around like an idiot?

'Bout time you woke up.

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The notorious REM REM state! This might be the first time I've seen it myself!

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Are you okay? Oh, I think I can check your vitals with this device...

Looks normal. That's a relief.

Get a damn grip, would ya, Master? I came to visit you 'cause I heard there was gonna be a kick-ass duel.

But if Master's sleepin' on the job, I'm not interested.

Mordred! Before you complain about losing interest...

...you should first and foremost be concerned for Master's health!

Yeah, yeah.

...Master. Is everything all right?

That is a relief.

Then let me welcome our new challenger: Mordred!

Ah, say no more. I do want to press for more details, but...

I would like to first welcome our new challenger: Mordred!

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Aw hell yeah! Now we're talkin'! Grab your little stick and c'mon, Percival!

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You certainly have a...way with words, Mordred. I suppose that must be part of your charm.

That aside, though, I don't think talking back to your older sister is becoming of a knight.

Huh?

Pickin' a fight? Bring it on!

H-hey, Mordred! I apologize, Sir Percival!

It's fine. Taking a brief respite is important, too.

Isn't that right, Mordred!?

Yeah!

You hear that, Mash!? Get the simulator ready for us! Right now!

Y-yes? Well, I am currently at the dock...

But I can set it up remotely. The simulator's environment should be the plains...

Um, what time of day would everyone prefer it be set to?

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Agreed. Everyone there has a connection to light, after all! Understood!

Setup complete. I can start up the simulator anytime you're ready!

I've been waiting for a real bout with you, Percival!

Always wanted to see the power of the sacred lance that destroyed Corbenic and wiped the mage's castle off the face of the earth!

So show me Longinus. I wanna see a sacred lance other than Rhongomyniad!

Oh, and don't forget to release your two restraints, 'kay?

I don't know about that.

Then don't go crying back to Mommy after I beat your ass black-and-blue! Master, you're with Percival!

I get Gareth.

Bradamante, you're the ref. Got it!?

O-okay! I will sear this battle into my memory so I can judge it both responsibly and proudly!

Wait, I thought I would be on Sir Percival's side...

Wouldn't be fair if it wasn't two-on-two. You agree, right, Percival?

Well, I suppose. What do you think, Master?

Let's just see how it goes, then. Hahaha!

Understood! Then let's go!

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This will not simply be a battle of lances, as I will be using a shield too!

I shall meet you both with all my strength!

You're tough!

Nice! Your shield and sacred lance make for one helluva combo!

But then again... I think that's enough for today! Let's call it quits!

Are you sure, Mordred?

'Bout what?

Well, it's not exactly like you to give up so easily.

Whaddaya mean it's not like me? Besides, if we'd kept going, it would've been a bloodbath.

I'd have had to go all out with Clarent to break through his protection.

I mean, I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't wanna try, but this really isn't the time.

But...

Yes. Mordred is right. Let's end it here.

Is that acceptable, Master?

Master, you look fatigued.

We must have drained a great deal of magical energy from you. I apologize.

Ah, that won't do.

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We should ask the kitchen to prepare something hearty to replenish your energy.

Did you hear that, Mash? Can I ask you to let them know?

Of course, Percival. I'll go ahead and contact the kitchen.

Thank you, Mash.

Oh and...please tell them to double the portions.

Double...

Eat when you are tired. Eat your fill, then rest. That part is important as well.

O-okay!

You sure haven't changed.

Don't you act like it doesn't concern you, Mordred. You need to eat too!

(Gasp!)

I guess I don't have to tell you, right, Gareth?

Y-yes...

Good. Eat your fill! Regain your energy! Fight a hundred battles!

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Yes, I understand. I was overwhelmed just watching the battle!

You didn't hesitate for a second. You have definitely proven that your lance is unwavering!

Pure strength that is built on steadfastness.

Haha. That's the second time someone told me I never hesitate!

But I suppose it's true. Determination is probably one of my virtues.

Back then, and even now. So, Master.

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I won't hesitate this time, either. As you're a remarkable consumer of magical energy, your dinner portion should be...

EXTRA LARGE!

Eat plenty tonight!

...Don't make me repeat myself.

Good. And that's a promise!

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