Looking Forward to Another World

"laugh!"

With a faint sound of breaking through the sky, white meteors flew from the other end of the sky, flying all the way to the giant pit in front of the palace before stopping.

Lancelot's figure appeared in the white meteor, looking down at the huge pit below, and after a while he descended and landed in a position.

There is a huge piece of rubble here.

Lancelot looked at the rubble for a while, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the rubble, and lifted it up.

I have to say that the scene of the petite girl holding rubble that is about ten times as big as herself really created a strong sense of contrast.

Lancelot, on the other hand, looked calm and threw the huge rubble away, causing it to fall to the side, causing a heavy muffled sound.

Immediately, Lancelot spoke up.

"Are you still alive?"

Just as Lancelot finished speaking, a cough appeared in front of him.

Gawain lay there with hideous wounds all over his body, and the blood from his body stained the ground red, looking extremely miserable.

"Well……"

The blood-stained fairy knight has returned to her original shape, and even the horns on her head have grown back, but the injuries on her body are still the same and have not recovered.

Especially on the chest, there was a bloody hole running through the front and back, which was extremely shocking.

"...Lancelot?"

The tall elf knight seemed to be unable to see clearly, and her blood-soaked eyes were unfocused, proving how bad her current state was.

"I am." Upon seeing this, Lancelot's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "You lose, Gawain."

Hearing this, Gawain stared at the sky blankly for a while, and then spoke.

"Yes, I lost." Gawain admitted this frankly and said: "I tried my best to lose my rationality and enter the state of "returning to my ancestors", but in the end I still lost to him. "

"He is really strong."

Gawain's face showed relief, calmness, and even a hint of pleasure, but not unwillingness.

Obviously, this time, she was convinced of her defeat.

Lancelot seems to understand Gawain's mood.

Li Ge is very strong, which she also recognizes.

only……

"You haven't completely lost, right?" Lancelot said: "After all, you have not restored your true name, and your power is still limited by "Gawain". If you reveal your true name, use all your strength from the beginning. Results may vary. "

Gawain shook his head with difficulty as Lancelot's words could not be called comforting at all.

"It was Gawain who challenged him, not the sealed demon dog." Gawain said calmly: "I hoped to defeat this powerful enemy as Gawain, but unfortunately I failed."

"But your condition seems to be better than I imagined." Lancelot glanced at the bloody hole in Gawain's chest and said: "Gawain is the knight of the sun, and he can exert far greater power than usual during the day. But "he" does not have such vitality. "

"Even the rumored Knights of the Round Table are only human beings."

"But you are now beginning to recover. This should be a sign of your true power awakening, right?"

Lancelot's inquiry only received Gawain's indifferent response.

"When he dealt the final blow to me, he revealed my true name." Gawain said with a calm face: "So, my bestowed name should have entered a state of gradual invalidation, and I should get it back soon. real name."

"... I'm looking forward to it." Lancelot was silent for a while, and then said: "For you and me, the name given by His Majesty is just a restriction. After taking back your real name, you will definitely become stronger than you are now. , I look forward to seeing your full strength like that."

"What about you?" Gawain's eyes finally began to focus, and he asked her to look at Lancelot and said, "When are you going to take back your real name?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't get your real name back, even you will definitely be knocked down by him."

"You should have seen it, right? The wind he used in his battle with me."

These words made Lancelot's eyes sparkle again.

She thought of the scene when Li Ge called for the wind, and thought of the speed and maneuverability that Li Ge showed.

"In that state, whether it is speed or mobility, he has surpassed you now." Gawain said unceremoniously: "If you don't take back your true name and restore the power of the dragon species, then it will be your fault." You can't beat him in the most proud field of air combat."

Lancelot did not refute Gawain's comments.

Although she has always regarded herself as the strongest, when someone is superior to her, she will not deny this fact with boring self-esteem.

I may not be able to win against that man now, Lancelot will admit it.

As long as she is still the knight "Lancelot", she will definitely not be able to defeat the opponent. The Dragon Girl had such a hunch.

"I... No, I can take back my real name at any time."

Lancelot suddenly said this.

"Although I have somewhat failed to live up to the name given by His Majesty, I don't want to lose to him."

The implication is that once there is a possibility of losing to Li Ge, Lancelot will immediately take back his true name and restore his original identity and strength.

In this way, she would be able to defeat Li Ge, and she would not feel unwilling even if she lost.

In this regard, Gawain is actually the same.

Although as "Gawain" I have lost to Li Ge once, my real self has never lost.

If given the chance, Gawain will definitely challenge Li Ge again.

At that time, she will no longer fight as the goblin knight Gawain, but as the cursed demon dog of the Fang Clan, and go all out against Li Ge.

"Tristan...no, where's Bhawan Shi?"

Gawain changed the subject and asked.

"I don't know." Lancelot shook his head and said, "I guess he escaped using [Mirror]."

"What about that little girl from the country?" Gawain glanced at Lancelot and said, "Although I lost my rationality when I "returned to my ancestors", my memory was not lost. "

"And if I'm not mistaken, it should be you who rescued her, right?"

"Where did you take her?"

Gawain faintly questioned.

Lancelot did not meet Gawain's gaze, but turned his back.

"I was just entrusted by someone to give her a little help." Lancelot said: "Now, she has left Camelot, just like that man."

Gawain did not comment on this, but looked at Lancelot coldly, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

As a fairy knight, Lancelot not only did not take the opportunity to capture Arturia when he accepted the queen's arrest order, but instead rescued her and took her to a safe place. If this behavior is investigated, it will definitely be unavoidable. Considered treacherous.

But Lancelot did it without hesitation, and acted as if what he did was not wrong, which made Gawain feel that she had become a little strange at this moment.

"...Is it Aurora?"

Gawain guessed the identity of the man who asked Lancelot to do such a thing.

It's not hard to guess.

In the fairy kingdom of Britain, Lancelot hardly made friends with anyone.

Her relationship with her fellow Fairy Knight is not a good one, and is even a little bad.

Her relationship with the clan leaders headed by Woodworth was also very poor, and she was almost unilaterally disliked.

Only with Aurora, the clan leader of the Wind Clan, Lancelot seemed to have a soft spot for him. He had already had close contacts with him before he became a fairy knight, and his private relationship was much better. All times are going in and out at the same time.

What's more, some people with more keen senses have always felt that Lancelot seemed to listen to Aurora more than Morgan, who was the queen, and was more like Aurora's subordinate than Morgan's knight.

Under such circumstances, someone asked Lancelot to help Artoria, and Lancelot did it without hesitation, even if it was against the Queen's order. This has to make people suspicious. , Lancelot was asked to do this by the clan leader of the Wind Clan.

Lancelot did not deny it and said softly.

"You should take good care of your injuries. Your Majesty will be there. I will take the responsibility and report it."

With that said, Lancelot turned into a white meteor again and flew towards the palace.

Gawain watched Lancelot leave, and then murmured after a while.

"Why on earth would a fairy like you be controlled by Aurora?"

"Aurora, the clan leader of the Wind Clan, what does she want to do?"

"And Your Majesty..."

At this moment, Gawain thought a lot.

But when he thought about it at the end, a figure appeared in Gawain's mind involuntarily.

"...It is necessary to find a way to contact him again."

Having made this decision, Gawain slowly closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling with difficulty.

The bleeding hole in her chest has stopped bleeding and she is slowly recovering.

…………

New Darlington, inside a room.

"Zheng!"

As a mirror in the room emitted a faint light, a figure fell out of it.

"Ahem...!"

Tristan fell to the ground with a painful cough, his whole body charred and naked, and he couldn't help but cough up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Damn Gawain...damn humans...!"

The elf girl struggled on the ground, spitting out words filled with resentment as she struggled.

"How dare you do this to me...I will definitely cut off your ankles...use your feet to decorate my room..."

"And that hateful country goblin... if she dares to look down on me... she must be killed..."

"I am your mother's daughter...I will definitely...absolutely...will not let you go...!"

As if he was using these words to anesthetize himself and make himself forget the pain and pain, Tristan crawled toward the bed with difficulty, pulled the quilt, and wrapped it around himself.

Then, with a depressed voice, Tristan prepared to get up with difficulty.

"Something is not good...the injury is too serious...we must find a way to treat it..."

That being said, Tristan is not good at healing magic.

The magic she knows is basically used to kill people, either curses or attacks, none of which are beneficial to people.

However, Tristan is not a normal goblin, and does not have the vitality and self-healing power of a goblin. If she did not possess some kind of immortality that other goblins do not have, she may have died by now. It is absolutely impossible to sustain such serious injuries. Under the circumstances, I persist until now.

"Do we have to ask Mother for help...?"

Tristan had such an idea, and then shook his head desperately.

"No, no, we can't go to Mother...!"

Not only did he fail to complete the order given by Morgan, but he also ended up like this. If he went to ask Morgan for help, he would be completely embarrassed.

It was already unbearable for Tristan to embarrass himself, not to mention the possibility of embarrassing his mother and disappointing the other party, which made Tristan even more unbearable.

"I am your mother's daughter, there will definitely be a way, there will be..."

Tristan, who was talking like this, didn't notice that a figure appeared behind him at some point.

"So you're back? Miss Spinel."

Hearing this voice, Tristan was stunned for a moment, and then became happy.

"So you're here? Red Beryl!"

Tristan turned around hard, looked at the man who appeared in front of him, and let out a cry of joy.

The person who came was none other than Beryl.

"It seems that you have suffered a lot, Miss."

Looking at Tristan, who was wrapped in a quilt, and whose scarred appearance and some black marks could be vaguely seen, Beryl squinted his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Don't talk about it yet, Beryl." Tristan, however, was not aware of Beryl's unusual attitude and continued, "I'm injured. Is there any way you can help me recover from my injuries quickly?"

"Healing?" Beilil suddenly laughed and said, "I do have a method, or a spell that can solve this situation. If you need it, Miss, I can teach you?"

"What? What is it?" Tristan's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Is there such a convenient spell? Then teach it to me quickly! I have to go to my mother to return to life!"

"Are you so anxious?" Beryl chuckled and said, "In that case, fine, I'm offended."

"You have to be patient, don't you?"

"Well, it's a little painful."

Saying these words, Beryl slowly stretched out his hand, and put a finger on her forehead under Tristan's expectant gaze.

The next moment, the finger pierced Tristan's forehead and penetrated her brain.

"Buzz!"

A strange spell appeared on Tristan's forehead.

“Gah…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Tristan's screams rang out in the room and did not stop for a long time.

…………

Outside Camelot, near the edge of the central plains of the southern plains.

"Uh-huh!"

A figure suddenly appeared here without any warning, leaning against a rock, and slowly slipped to the ground.

"call……"

Li Ge was holding a sword as thin as a cicada's wings, leaning against the rock, covering his chest, his face was horribly pale.

A closer look revealed that his body was covered with scars, including scratches from flying gravel and rubble, and marks that seemed to have been burned by flames. There was a little blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious at a glance that he was injured. Not light.

"As expected, is it still too much?"

Feeling the bursts of pain coming from his body, Li Ge smiled bitterly.

In order to win the battle quickly, in the battle with Gawain, Li Ge almost just avoided the direct attack of her "horn".

As for the impact and explosion caused by Gawain's "Horn" hitting the ground, Lige completely ate it up and withstood all the damage.

This results in that every attack by Gawain will cause Lige to be more or less injured. Even with the protection of magic such as [Wind Spirit Rush], [Fateful Dream], [Gauze Breath], etc. With resistance to fire-type attacks, he still couldn't completely ignore Gawain's attacks, causing the damage to accumulate bit by bit.

Coupled with the sequelae of using [Wind Spirit Rush], the whole body has endured a lot of burden. Even though the breath of wind is reducing this burden, after a long time, Li Ge still feels the soreness in his body that he has not seen for a long time. After leaving the battlefield and coming here, he immediately fell to the ground.

Fortunately, unlike Gawain and Tristan, Li Ge can only rely on the goblin's self-healing ability or special immortality to support his life.

"[Magic without Chant: Dia Frater]."

The high-level healing magic was chanted, and bursts of light appeared on Lige's body, causing his injuries to gradually recover.

Feeling that his body had entered a healing state, Li Ge let out a breath and put his fingers on his temples.

"【message】."

He used communication magic to connect to Artoria and called her name.

After a while, Li Ge's [message] was received.

"...Li Ge?"

A timid voice rang out from Li Ge's mind, and the image of an elf girl who was unsure and cautious appeared in Li Ge's mind.

"It's me." Li Ge breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you okay?"

These words were exchanged for Artoria's excited voice.

"Is it really you? Li Ge!" Artoria said excitedly: "Are you okay? Where are you now? Are you still in Camelot? If so, tell me quickly! I will pick you up!"

"No, I'm no longer in Camelot." Li Ge shook his head and said, "I escaped, what about you? Where are you now?"

"I, I'm outside too!" Artoria continued: "Listen to your voice, are you injured? Then I'll go find you!"

"No, no need, my injury will heal soon." Li Ge said: "You don't have to come over, just stand still and keep the [message] on and don't disconnect. When my injury is healed, I will Just use teleportation magic to get to your side."

"Okay, okay." Artoria reluctantly accepted the proposal and said, "Then hurry up? Otherwise, I won't be able to help but come to find you!"

Li Ge promised and released the fingers on his temples.

"It's over..."

Looking at the sky, Li Ge murmured in a low voice.

But soon, Li Ge narrowed his eyes again and said something.

"No, the fun is just about to begin."