Solomon Who Doesn't Want to Be a Doctor is Not a Good Roman

The princess thought that even if the person standing in front of her was the legendary Knight of the Lake, facing her and the twelve knights, the most powerful Knight of the Lake was powerless.The legend is still a legend. Even if the knight in front of him has the power to slay the dragon, he is facing a well-trained knight now. Even if the real dragon appears in front of him, he will not be afraid.

As for Lancelot, her self-confidence is based on her own strength, and she stands at a higher height than ordinary people.

As if hearing a silent horn, Lancelot and the knights charged at the same time, and the two sides collided for the first time.It was this charge that made the knights understand that even though they were not afraid of the dragon, they were still weak in front of Lancelot.

The spear pierced the knight's armor and took one of the knight's arms away.They paid too much attention to Lancelot's own strength, but ignored the horse under Lancelot. The lightning-like speed caught people off guard, and before they could react, a knight had already lost the qualification to fight.

Not only that, Lancelot's spear swept over, and the handle of the gun hit the knight's neck, and the sound of bones breaking was faintly heard, and the hit knight fainted on the road.

In the second charge, the second princess blocked Lancelot's spear, but she was also sent flying to the building due to the powerful impact.In the short moment when Lancelot's speed dropped, the knight took advantage of this opportunity to launch a fierce offensive, but was kicked by the white horse, the armor on his chest was dented, and blood overflowed from the knight's mouth.

This time, the formation of the knights was completely broken.It was no longer possible to gather enough strength to form a solid joint attack in a short period of time. The nine knights and the second princess were only qualified to be ravaged in front of Lancelot.After the third, fourth, fifth, five consecutive charges, the only ones who could stand on the road were the victorious Lancelot and the second princess Carissa who was protected by the knights.

The battle took less than two minutes from the beginning to the end. If it was a battle of even strength, it might be just the beginning, but for a battle of great disparity between strength and weakness, it was already the end of a war.

"It's over, it seems that you will not be able to pass through here in the end."

Lancelot's voice was still clear and steady. These two minutes decided the life and death of the knights, but to Lancelot it was no different from exercising after a meal.

"It's a pleasant surprise to see such a brave woman at this time. It's a pity. If the time and place were changed, maybe we could have a drink and talk instead of fighting each other."

"Stop showing off proudly here, kill if you want, if you want to see me kneeling down and begging for mercy, you are making a big mistake, the princess of England is not as low as sacrificing her dignity in exchange for her life."

The second princess looked very embarrassed.She is wearing a simple and unadorned dress, but this dress is not cloth, but leather with a certain defensive ability, whether it is a banquet or a battlefield, it belongs to its home field.But now it's covered in dust, and blood is oozing from the abdomen and arms.

The tied long hair was already in a mess, and the blood from the corner of the mouth was sticking to the face.Although there were not many scars on the surface, if she let go of the long sword on the ground, Carissa would not be able to stand up well.

"That's not the case. I don't have the idea of ​​showing off to the loser, because doing so can't add glory to me. I express my admiration to strong women from the bottom of my heart."

Lancelot's tone was full of joy, he was really happy to see Carissa.Perhaps as she said, if the location and time were changed, Carissa might be able to spend a wonderful time with Lancelot.

It's a pity that this time they met was just an enemy, only life and death, no joy, no sorrow.

Lancelot gently shook the spear in his hand, ready to give Carissa a fatal blow, but at this moment, an explosion that shook the entire city of London suddenly sounded, and Lancelot's white horse was frightened, making him raise Lancelot with the spear had to stop.

A pillar of fire reaching the sky appeared from a distance, dyeing the cloudy earth with a layer of red. Soon, the pillar of fire disappeared, but before Lancelot and Carissa could figure out what it was, there was a deafening explosion. There was a noise.Cracks appeared on the ground, the glass on the windows was shattered into pieces, buildings that had been in disrepair collapsed, and frightened people in the distance came to shouts for help.

In Kailisa's eyes, the white knight's figure became blurred like a mosaic at the moment of vibration, and his figure became distorted.

The raised spear was lowered. Although it was just a simple action, it let Kai Lisa know that her life was saved.

"Princess of England, if you need help, you can find a man named 'Romany Akiman'. This man may be unknown, but he will definitely help you. Please trust him... The young lady will also help you this time." unacceptable……"

After speaking, Lancelot's figure disappeared, disappearing on the spacious road like a bursting bubble.

Carissa was saved, and while it was pure luck, it didn't change the fact that she was saved.In addition, Carissa also remembered Lancelot's words, and the name "Romani Akiman" was remembered by her.

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Going back to a few minutes ago, in Kensington Park, Stiyl Magnus saw the person in front of him, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Because at this time yesterday, he had just talked with Roman on the phone and knew that Roman and Index were vacationing by the seaside in Kanagawa.Although it is true that there is no magic to carry out space transfer, Steele doesn't think that Roman will abandon Index, give up his vacation, and travel all the way to England to cause trouble.

Although he has only met him a few times, Stiyl can still see that Roman is not the kind of person who likes to make trouble. Judging from the fact that he can save Index and has no greed for grimoires, although that man It can't be said that there is no desire or desire, but it can also be regarded as the type with no ambitions.

When the man in front of him reported his family name, Steele understood that this person was not the same as the "Romani Akiman" he knew, but the pressure they put on Steele was generally the same.

That kind of relaxed and freehand expression, although smiling, has a feeling of looking down on everything, as if he is born to be superior to others.

— can't wait any longer.

The person who appeared at this time, no matter who it is, he is definitely the enemy.

The flaming sword appeared in his hand, and the red and blue twin swords shot out like Roman as Stiyl swung.Then he uttered his strongest spell.

Facing the twin swords shot at him, Roman stretched out his hands in front of him, uttering strange pronunciations.

"【Shield】"

It wasn't any language that Stiyl knew, but it gave him a clear understanding of the meaning of the pronunciation.But more importantly, Stiyl was already sure that this Roman was not that Roman, because as far as he knew, that man in Japan didn't even have the thought of taking a look when faced with this level of attack. That robe is a more powerful spiritual outfit than the "Moving Church".

—Maybe he can win.

Stiyl thought in his heart, and then he heard Roman's second pronunciation.

"【flame】"

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Chapter 47 London Storm ([-])

"【flame】"

"Run away!"

When this pronunciation reached Stiyl's ears, he immediately gave up on continuing the spell, turned around and ran outside without thinking, and only had time to shout out words to make his companions escape.

As a flame magician who specializes in studying runes, Stiyl has a more thorough understanding of flames than anyone else.When he saw the sky-reaching flames, Stiyl knew that he had absolutely no possibility of defeating this fake, and this enemy was no longer something a magician like him could fight against.

A pillar of fire that reached the sky appeared out of thin air, illuminating London, which was shrouded in dark clouds, even the black clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sky was dyed red.

Steele ran out desperately, because he found that he hadn't escaped the damage range of the flames.Fortunately, this kind of damage takes time, and the flame will continue to spread outwards.

His reminder didn't work, and the magician lost his life before he could take a step, but he was not burned to ashes by the flames.