I, the Prince of Qin

　　The Lion King doesn't have any moving appearance, there is no trace of wind and frost on his beautiful, mature face. It looks like a mature woman who has fully grown to perfection. It disappeared in a blink of an eye, maybe it was just an illusion.

　　"Guests from afar, my knights and I, haven't we neglected you?" The Lion King asked plainly, surrounded by golden tassels in the sky.

　　Mo Zhe felt like he was talking to a machine, and Ah Fang was more emotional than her.

　　"You didn't neglect me." Mo Zhe was not a person who likes nonsense, and went straight to the point: "I have a struggle with this singularity, and even between you and Ramses II, and even the existence on the top of the mountains, I'm not interested. So, what did you come to me about?"

　　Mo Zhe distanced himself from the relationship at the very beginning and did not want to get involved in this struggle too much.

　　He may take appropriate action for Lixiang, but Lixiang's human rescue journey will ultimately depend on her to face all kinds of difficulties, and it is impossible to keep looking after her like a nanny.

　　Therefore, Mo Zhe's position is very detached.

　　Even this carefully planned conversation by The Lion King was, to him, casual and free-spirited.

　　The Lion King Arturia seemed to want to see through people. Looking at Mo Zhe, his expression remained unchanged, like a computer analyzing and processing all kinds of external data.

　　"You are not a mere Servant. Servants are heroes who once died. After entering the Hall of Valor, they summoned their clones, but you are still alive."

　　Artoria continued as if talking to herself: "You are a hero living in this world, not bound by the Holy Grail system and the Heroic Spirit Summoning system. You are not even affected by the collapse of human beings, I'm right. ?"

　　Arturia seems to have circled in a circle, but the core of the circle is the collapse of human principles, or in other words, the burning of human principles.

　　Mo Zhe knew that the root cause of the singularity was the destruction of the Demon King's human principles.Lixiang's journey is also due to this.

　　Taken together, the existence of Daqin is not unrelated to Renli Burning.At the very least, the world burned by human principles and the world that once existed in Daqin, the Lostbelt world, are connected to each other.

　　The difference is that today's Daqin has already surpassed the original world, entered the imaginary space, and became an independent world entity.Whether it has anything to do with the people of the past, whether it has been burnt by people, or the alien gods with strange rumors, it has nothing to do with it.

　　If it is not affected, it has become a world independently, and naturally it will not be affected.

　　Mo Zhe did not answer directly, Arturia had already learned the answer from his transcendent temperament.

　　The answer she was searching for.

　　"Are you a person from this world, this earth? Or, are you someone who has the human principle to burn down the cause, but got rid of its effect, someone else on the line of cause and effect?" Unconsciously, Artoli Ya's voice became hurried, and the gentle voice of mature women cut off those mechanical coldness, and there was a kind of charm that made people feel hot.

　　Mo Zhe thought about it for a while, the earth he originally lived in had no one to burn down, not even a magician and magic.But Daqin is indeed closely related to the Burning of Humanity and the Lostbelt that followed.

　　So he nodded.

　　The Lion King Arturia, like a machine, is like a dry well, and the green pupils that have not seen the ripples for many years, suddenly widened.

　　"How did you, you, that world do it!?"

　　Mo Zhe listened to her voice and felt for the first time that Arturia in front of him was a living person with strong emotions and emotions that belonged to her only.

Section 232 Chapter [-] Lancelot had an idea

　　The Lion King's reaction did not exceed Mo Zhe's expectations.

　　Although under the influence of the holy spear, human nature is gradually eroded by divinity, but the essence of Artoria is the king of Britain, Camelot City, with her own attachments.

　　There is no need to hide it, Mo Zhe said directly: "The reason for the burning of human principles is caused by BEAST1, Solomon's Demon King."

　　The existence of the Demon King is the biggest core and secret in the entire chain of human beings.

　　From ancient Mesopotamia, to Britain, to Orleans, the history of mankind, from ancient times to the present, is like a strip of cloth that has been burnt from beginning to end by a fire.

　　People in the "clothes", even if they are gods, are difficult to trace back to the truth of the burning of human principles in the long river of time, let alone people in various limited eras?

　　Even though the Lion King has obtained divinity, there are still natural limitations. Even if he senses it, he can't conclusively know the existence of the Demon King. Without the Chaldean system, she can't directly stop the Demon King's actions.

　　As an outsider, Mo Zhe does not have the restraint of an outsider. What cannot change history or change the course of the plot does not exist for him.

　　What is the plot?Is it okay to eat?

　　Therefore, this kind of information that may be regarded as the biggest secret, he said it without caring.

　　"The Demon King? BEAST!?" The emerald green pupils of the Lion King widened further.

　　"Tell me everything you know." She quickly regained her senses, a flash of divine light, a sense of oppression from the divine, overwhelmingly coming towards Mo Zhe.

　　The coercion of the Lion King does not contain hostility, but it is full of a kind of determination that will not give up in order to achieve his goals.

　　In exchange for any other existence, even gods, I am afraid that under this pressure, they will not be able to lift their heads, their spirits will be impacted, and even secrets will be revealed unconsciously, but Mo Zhe has no feeling.

　　Instead, he looked at the Lion King with some pity.

　　"Have you never thought about living even one day for yourself in your whole life?"

　　The Lion King was stunned for a moment, and then with overwhelming coercion, he pressed on Mo Zhe again with a stronger momentum: "What do you want? Tell me everything you know, and I will meet all your requirements!"

　　The Lion King is a king after all, and the king will not easily show weakness even in the face of the strongest opponent and the urgency of reaching an agreement.

　　On the contrary, a proper display of momentum will help to obtain a more reasonable transaction price.

　　This kind of approach is both a character and a means, Mo Zhe is noncommittal, but one thing is certain.

　　That is, what you don't want to say, no one can force yourself to say, and there is nothing to tempt yourself to say.

　　Although the existence of the Demon King is not a big deal, Mo Zhe suddenly did not want to talk about the high-pressure attitude of the Lion King.

　　"Sorry, even if I tell you everything, it's useless. You can't travel through time and space, penetrate its layers of defense, and kill it." Mo Zhe kindly reminded, seeing that the Lion King didn't listen at all, shook his head .

　　"If you called me here because you wanted to ask these questions, then goodbye. In fact, you don't have to worry about the problem of burning people's minds. If you can't solve it, someone will help you solve it."

　　After Mo Zhe finished speaking, he was about to leave leisurely.

　　"Stop!" Unfortunately, how could the Lion King let him leave leisurely.

　　"Tell me what you know. Or I'll torture it!"

　　The Lion King's long golden hair and silver armor stood in front of Mo Zhe, and he didn't have a gun in his hand, but the existence of the magic gun itself filled this temple-like high platform in the sky.

　　The Lion King at this time is no longer a person, but a god who bears the proof of the existence of Camelot City, and even the entire human being and the entire human being!

　　Mo Zhe looked at her softly and shook his head.

　　Just like that, slowly, he walked past her.

　　Walk through the temple in the sky, go to the stairs down, and step by step down the stone steps.

　　Cloud passed by, and the Lion King never really started.

　　Mo Zhe was about to leave the stairs on the cloud, and when he returned to Camelot City, he sighed, turned his head to the sky and said loudly: "I will stay in Camelot City for a while to visit, let's talk again when I have a chance, Aalto. Miss Leah."

　　Mo Zhe once changed his name to the Lion King, first "King Arthur", and now "Miss Arturia".

　　The Lion King on the cloud has been watching his back go away, his swaying blond hair, standing still in the cloud, not knowing what he is thinking.

　　……

　　Camelot City, between the round tables.

　　The name of the Knights of the Round Table comes from the large round table in this magnificent hall.

　　After several changes in history, the original round table has been repaired and changed several times.

　　But the table without edges and corners still retains its original symbol of beauty.

　　On the round table, all knights uphold the essence of chivalry, live on an equal footing, and work together to fight the enemy.

　　At this moment, Gawain, the Sun Knight sitting on the east side of the round table, was a little absent-minded.

　　"Gao Wenqing, but are you worried about the king?" Tristan kept his eyes closed, even while sitting at the round table, he seemed to be listening to the chirping of birds and the wind outside the window.

　　"I haven't seen the guest invited by Wang himself. What kind of person is that?" Lancelot asked with a frown.

　　"An outsider does not belong to this time and space, nor is he a Servant or a Heroic Spirit. The king probably wants to get the clues to get rid of the current situation from him." Tristan replied.

　　"It doesn't belong to this time and space, and it's not a Servant or a Heroic Spirit?" Lancelot frowned.

　　At this time, Gao Wen suddenly said in a deep voice, "The king is angry."

　　All the knights looked at him for a moment.

　　As the longest and most loyal knight who has followed the Lion King, Gawain, who holds the holy sword's sister sword, can sense the Lion King's heart and emotions to a certain extent.

　　And now, he said, Wang was angry.

　　This sentence alone made some Knights of the Round Table draw their swords and want to rush out.

　　"The king didn't do anything." Gawain said again.

　　The knights looked at each other.

　　"Who is that so-called 'guest'? To make the current king have such emotional fluctuations?"

　　Faced with this question, no one knows how to answer it.

　　Gao Wen frowned deeper: "The king is hesitating and seems to have doubts about the opponent's strength."

　　Everyone looked at each other.

　　"Everyone, I have a proposal." Suddenly, Lancelot said:

　　"We can test it out in 'peace and friendship', that distinguished 'guest'."

　　"This is also to relieve the king's worries, isn't it?" After speaking, the "Knight on the Lake" looked around confidently.

Chapter 233 Chapter [-]

　　"Fighting Tournament?" Mo Zhe looked at Lancelot who came to visit in the gorgeous guest room arranged by the Lion King.

　　"Yes, Camelot City is a city of knights and a city of warriors. We fought with Wang Nan to the north, and everyone has the blood of warriors, so the people in the city are generally martial."

　　Lancelot explained without being arrogant or humble: "The martial arts tournament in Camelot is not as violent and disorderly as the Roman Empire, nor does it allow gambling and other behaviors that go against the spirit of chivalry. In battle, it also requires The point is to stop, and the purpose is to exchange and learn.”

　　"So you want to invite me to participate in your martial arts tournament and exchange ideas?" Mo Zhe suddenly wanted to laugh a little, this intention is too obvious!

　　Mo Zhe once killed Lancelot as a Servant at the Orleans singularity, but Lancelot at this singularity has no such memory.

　　Besides, that Servant, Lancelot, is a madman and has almost no sense, but this one is a veritable "Knight on the Lake".

　　With the sword around his waist, the "non-destructive lake light", even through the scabbard, one can feel a chilling aura.

　　Mo Zhe smiled, it happened to be boring anyway:

　　"Okay."