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Chapter 290: A More Mature Artoria
🕑 Added 2025-11-05 21:13:04 +0000 UTC"The Duel continues! I activate the Field Spell Card Camelot, increasing the Attack Power and Defense Power of all related servants by 500 points. Once per turn, I can search my Deck for a Knights of the Round Table card. I'll search for Agravain!"
Searching for Mash earlier was just for fun; her effect wasn't particularly useful.
"Now, using Camelot's effect, I can Normal Summon a Knights of the Round Table card without requiring a Tribute!"
Agravain's Attack Power: 1800 → 2300.
"Not that Noble Phantasm again, King? The battle isn't even..."
Agravain turned his head and realized the figure behind him was his previous opponent.
"It's you! How is My King?!"
"Artoria has already lost. I won the Duel. But she acknowledged me, which is why you're here now."
Jiang You knew he'd be encountering Agravain frequently in the future. Though he didn't particularly care for Agravain's perpetually grim expression, he didn't want to burn any bridges.
"You'll have opportunities to see your King again in the future, though it will likely be the one wielding the lance."
"My King's decision? If that's the case, then I have no right to question it."
Agravain nodded. In this state, Jiang You had no reason to lie.
"Then, activating Agravain's effect: when this card is successfully Special Summoned, add one 'Knights of the Round Table' or 'Holy Sword' card from my Deck to my Hand. I choose to add 'Lancelot (Saber)' to my Hand!"
Jiang You selected a card capable of Special Summoning itself.
"Next, activating Lancelot's effect: by sending 'Mash' from my Hand and 'Arondight' from my Deck to the Graveyard, Special Summon this card to the field!"
The Knight of the Lake strode forth across the waves.
Lancelot's Attack Power: 2400 → 2900
"So, this guy was in the King's Deck after all?" Agravain muttered, spotting the approaching figure and letting out a disgruntled humph. "After betraying the King twice, he should have been stripped of his position in the Round Table Knights!"
Lancelot, too, recognized his most bitter rival. Even if Agravain spoke the truth, he would never acknowledge it.
"This isn't betrayal," Lancelot insisted. "It's correcting the King's mistakes! A true knight wouldn't stand idly by while their King strayed down a misguided path—that would be the real betrayal!"
"Spare me your silver tongue!" Agravain snapped, his face dark. He had no patience for Lancelot's twisted logic. The King could forgive Lancelot's fickleness precisely because she was the King, but Agravain could never stoop to such leniency.
"If you truly believed that, you should have rebelled with Gareth and Percival from the start, standing on principle. Instead, you've given us this shameless display of your fickle nature!"
Lancelot was about to retort when Jiang You abruptly cut them off.
"Conflicts like this can't be resolved in a Duel. Let your King decide in the end. I'm stacking three 'Knights of the Round Table' to Xyz Summon—"
"Three?" Agravain glanced around, expecting to see which of his colleagues would be summoned alongside Lancelot. Instead, only a red-haired girl appeared on Jiang You's field.
"She's a Knight of the Round Table too? How is that possible?"
"It's a bit complicated to explain right now. Just know she's Tristan for now," Jiang You answered dismissively.
Fairy Tristan's bow served as excellent proof, and Agravain immediately believed him.
"Could she be a descendant of Tristan?"
"—[Artoria (Saber)]!"
The petite, golden-haired Holy Sword wielder descended in a radiant glow.
[Artoria S]Attack Power: 2500 → 3000.
"And her effect: Equip herself with a [Sword of Promised Victory] from the Deck."
This card had no immediate use; Jiang You was simply using it to thin his Deck and avoid drawing it later.
[Artoria S]Attack Power: 3000 → 4000.
"Is this little girl our opponent this time?"
Ahoge glanced around, scrutinizing Ishtar, but sensed no malevolent aura.
"Her aura is pure. She doesn't seem like an evil person."
"Don't underestimate her. She's a god, after all," Jiang You cautioned, revealing Ishtar's true nature. "She's incredibly powerful."
"Little girl?"
Ishtar, on the other hand, seemed rather displeased. As a goddess, she held dominion over love and fertility, embodying a captivating sensuality. However, this body, though resonating with her divine wavelength, felt far too immature. She cupped her small breasts, reminding herself that they were, at least, something.
"You're the little girl here! Your chest is as flat as a board—are you even an A cup?"
Ahoge remained unfazed. Her mind was typically consumed by thoughts of her beloved Camelot.
"This body is better suited for battle. Anything too large would just be a hindrance, right? Hmm, no breasts at all would be even better."
"That's one of the defining aspects of feminine allure!" Ishtar's eye twitched. While excessive size could detract from beauty, being utterly flat was downright tragic.
"Are you even a girl?"
"She identifies as male," Jiang You interjected, offering a politically correct explanation. "Besides, gender doesn't matter. For her, what's important is being a good King, regardless of whether she's male or female. I'm sorry, Artoria, but for the sake of victory, I need to summon a more mature version of you."
Ahoge nodded in understanding, pleased that Jiang You grasped her perspective. "In battle, one must give their all. Expanding our combat power is only natural. The 'me' who can make better decisions—she is indeed more mature."
"I'll Xyz Summon! Special Summon Artoria (Lancer)!"
A white steed galloped across the horizon, and the white-armored King of Knights descended.
White Lancer Artoria's Attack Power: 2500 → 3000.
"Now, activate White Lancer Artoria's effect! Equip her with Rhongomyniad from my Deck!"
The Holy Lance Rhongomyniad in White Lancer Artoria's hand shed its white, spiraling shell, revealing a surging pillar of golden magical power within.
White Lancer Artoria's Attack Power: 3000 → 4000.
"Indeed, she's the more mature version," Ishtar mused, her eyes glued to the chest armor that was larger than her own head. Ishtar couldn't help but scoff inwardly, feeling utterly defeated. "This is way too mature!"
"White Lancer Artoria, this will likely be the last time I summon you through a Duel before the final battle. When we confront the Creator Mother Goddess, I'll need your full combat strength."
Jiang You had been itching to summon her ever since he obtained three copies of her card. Once he released her, he wouldn't let her return. After all, gathering the remaining Knights of the Round Table depended on her Affection level.
