The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

The bald man rolled away from here in a panic, as if he was afraid that Artolis would catch up with him.

But in fact, Artolis didn't care about him at all - the victory just now seemed to be nothing worth mentioning to her.

"who is the next?"

Artolis's gaze across the crowd was indifferent. It wasn't until he saw Ian that he regained a little bit of the tenderness she should have had at her age.

[This is a brief but full of information battle. 】

[You realize that Artolis is not as weak as he appears. 】

[But this is not something difficult to understand. 】

[As King Uther's privately appointed successor to the throne, it would be a bit strange if he did not possess this level of strength. 】

[Just understanding this doesn’t change your current situation. 】

[But the appearance of a person made things turn for the better. 】

"Father."

A familiar voice sounded behind Ian.

He turned around and saw Gawain standing there.

"Gawain, why are you here?"

Ian restrained his emotions and pretended to be calm.

"I heard that Artolis issued a challenge to all the knights here, so I came here as soon as possible."

"You are wise, my boy."

Gawain's expression did not lighten due to this compliment.

On the contrary, after he glanced at Artoris and the sword, his expression became even more serious.

Of course Ian couldn't have missed this change in detail.

He said: "Gawain, do you have any ideas? Tell me."

Gawain nodded.

"Father, I also want to participate in this challenge."

"..."

[You have not forgotten what Gawain once said. 】

[At that time, he did not have any doubts about the young man who drew the sword - naturally he could not come for profit like the bald man just now. 】

[You realize he has ulterior motives. 】

[You guessed the result quickly. 】

"Gawain, do you want to feel the strength of Artolis for yourself?"

Gawain was stunned for a moment, and then quickly recovered - it was no longer just once or twice that his father guessed his thoughts.

Besides, he didn't intend to hide his thoughts.

"Yes, father."

Gawain looked at Artoris in the distance, his figure reflected in the blue eyes inherited from Morgan.

"I want to know if my assumptions are right or wrong."

[You realize that Gawain has also begun to waver in his thoughts under the influence of the rumors for days and the actual situation in the wheat fields outside the city. 】

[He needs a chance to make some changes. 】

[However, after seeing the strength of Artolis, this is undoubtedly an extremely risky behavior. 】

[But you also realize that this is an excellent opportunity to find out more information about Artolis - after all, the previous ruffian was too weak. 】

[You acquiesced to Gawain's actions. 】

[He starts to move towards the stone platform. 】

As the eldest son of Ian and Morgan, Gawain's status was destined to be impossible to be low the moment he was born.

In addition, he himself behaves as decently as his father.

So the moment he came out of the queue, he quickly became the focus of everyone's attention - he was one of the best elite knights in the city.

tread--

tread--

tread--

The knight's boots made a clear sound as they advanced on the ground of Camelot.

Gawain came to Artolis.

"Hello, swordsman, I am Gawain." He introduced himself politely.

Artolis did not answer Gawain immediately, but looked at him from top to bottom.

"Polite conversation."

"The right match."

"A well-trained physique."

"Gawain, you are a good knight."

"So--"

Artoris took off the sword from his waist and handed it to the opponent.

"Duel me with this sword."

"..."

Gawain had no idea that Artolis would do this.

"This is your sword, right? Is it a bit contrary to common sense to use your sword to duel with you?"

"Yes." Artolis did not deny Gawain's words.

"This is indeed my sword."

"but--"

"It is also the sword given to me by your father."

"what?"

Gawain didn't expect this kind of thing at all.

"Is this the sword your father gave you?"

"Yes." Artolis nodded, "In this case, you should not have any psychological pressure, right?"

"..."

Gawain glanced at Artolis and then at Ian in the crowd.

He realized this might be a real thing.

The Artolis in front of him had an unusual relationship with his father.

"I understand."

Gawain took the blade from Artolis's hand.

"So--"

"I'm going to start."

"bring it on."

[Artolis holds the Sword in the Stone with both hands. 】

[This is a sign that she is getting serious. 】

[You can feel that the moment she pulled out the blade, it also gave her some extremely heavy awareness, so that it was completely different from other people's feelings. 】

[You realize that Gawain is going to be in a tough fight. 】

"Father's sword..."

Gawain held the sword blade, feeling a little more emotional in his heart.

But the emotion didn't last too long.

Because he noticed that the sun was only a short distance away from reaching the high altitude that symbolized noon.

"I am coming!"

Gawain directly announced his intention to attack, and then began his attack.

This time, Artolis did not wait as before.

She also launched an attack forward.

Right!

It was clearly daytime, but the sparks from the collision of the two sword blades were clearly visible.

This is a picture with extremely shocking visual effects.

Gawain, whose body was several times stronger than Artoris, was actually deadlocked with him!

The onlookers began to talk.

"Have you seen it? That man, who looks so thin, can actually go head-to-head with Lord Gawain?!"

"Yeah...how much strength does this take?"

"It's so scary, even a gorilla can stop it!"

"Hey! What are you talking about?! Be careful, Lord Gawain will come back to settle the score with you later!"

However, Gawain had no intention to care about those things at the moment.

His attention was completely focused on the situation in front of him where the swords were clashing.

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

but--

But he felt like he had found something.

That's right.

This is the strength a king should have!

If you can't even compare to yourself, what qualifications do you have to be called a king!

The king's sword swing should be full of power like this!

"Drink—!"

Gawain raised his father's sword blade and slashed downwards - this was a powerful blow!

Right!

The sword blade from his father collided with the sword in the stone.

Everyone felt the texture brought about by this collision at that moment, and some children even started to cry.

But the result is obvious.

Dark clouds drifted by.

click-

click-

Cracks appeared on the blade of the sword held by Gawain, and then spread towards the sword like a snake.

Traces are broken.

The sword shattered.