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

The raised spear stopped suddenly, and Berserker heard the name Artoria said, and his dead eyes suddenly recovered.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Berserker put down the gun in his hand, and a peaceful smile appeared on his lifeless face like a doll.

"Good evening, Arturia."

Friends who have known each other for many years meet again after many years.

Chapter 48 The Failed Raid

"Lancelot...why? Why are you here?"

Arturia looked at the knight in front of her and muttered to herself.However, there was no joy of reunion after a long absence in her eyes. She felt incredible, and at the same time, she was also very resistant to seeing this woman.

"It's not unimaginable, is it? Just as you are standing here, it is also reasonable for me to appear. It's just that I didn't expect to appear as Berserker."

Lancelot chuckled, this is a quiet smile, which can make people feel relieved to let go of their vigilance.

Perhaps no one can imagine that the perfect knight who is as famous as King Arthur is such a beautiful woman, which is as inconceivable as "Asics is a girl".

"In order to increase my chances of being summoned, I applied the 'Rage' skill to myself. I even forgot my own name. Only when others say this name can I regain my sanity."

It's just that Arturia was the one who woke her up, which surprised her.No, as long as it is someone he knows, it is possible to wake her up, but even if the chance is very small, Lancelot also hopes that there will be a romantic plot.

But the target is Arturia, so it’s not bad.

"I already know about the destruction of human nature. But unfortunately, I am now summoned by the Holy Grail, so I can only obey the orders of the Holy Grail owner."

Lancelot showed a helpless expression. She really didn't expect that when she met her old friend, they turned out to be enemies who fought each other.

It's just that why isn't that man here?If it is him, at the moment of human destruction, he will definitely appear to prevent the disaster from happening. Could it be that he has already...

Lancelot thought of a certain unfortunate possibility, but quickly rejected it. With his power, even if the world is really destroyed, he can continue to live.Of course, there is the most important point, he will never let go of this crisis and leave this world.

"Arturia, if you see..."

"Why did you appear, Lancelot!?"

Arturia yelled loudly and questioned the knight in front of her.

Lancelot didn't understand why Arturia became like this, and the resentment on her face was already evident.

What Artoria needed was not Lancelot's answer, and asking questions that she knew she knew was just expressing her feelings—she didn't want to see Lancelot appear.

"I see, are you still brooding over that matter?"

Lancelot finally understood what Artoria meant, her words were full of deep apologies, and she looked into Artoria's eyes with complicated emotions.

"Are you still blaming me for taking Guinevere away? I apologize for the mistakes I made. I also thought about staying, but I have reasons to do so."

"Reason? What is the reason for you to take away my queen? What is the reason for you to take away your subordinates and split the Knights of the Round Table. If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you..."

Artoria muttered to herself, and her eyes lost focus, as if she had fallen into a strange fantasy.

However, even Lancelot has moments when he can't help himself.Even the former goddess had no choice but to enter the shackles of "Lancelot" in this world to carry out the fate of "Lancelot".She once wanted to fight, but in the end she found that the final result of the struggle would only be to enter a parallel world derived from herself.

It may not be a big deal to others, but Lancelot can't do it.Before she finds that person, she must not leave like this. If she leaves, she will completely lose the chance of finding him.

It was so hard to find his footprints, how could he give up so easily?

"Arturia, listen to me..."

"you shut up!!!"

Anger blinded Artoria's eyes.The opponent who was suppressed by force not long ago was an old acquaintance who had been reunited for a long time, which did not make her happy at all. On the contrary, she almost used all her strength to chop off the holy sword in her hand.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Calm down, Arturia."

Lancelot's persuasion had no effect. On the contrary, her voice detonated Artoria's nerves, and the power of the holy sword was almost unreserved.

Obviously able to suppress Artoria with the irrational Berserker, but at this moment Lancelot could only bear Arturia's attack with a wry smile.

The guilt in her heart prevented her from attacking this former benefactor.

"Why don't you understand? Even if I hadn't taken Guinevere away, she wouldn't have stayed with you forever."

"Lancelot ahhh!!!"

Oops, the subject seemed too irritating for her.

Lancelot felt that the arm holding the spear was starting to go numb. Looking at Arturia's head, he found that the strand of golden hair on her head stood up straight, and there was even a faint sign of blackening.

Lancelot backed away, but she didn't stop talking.

"Artoria, I know you don't want to hear my voice now, but I hope you can remember the next words, because this concerns the safety of all mankind. Please remember, you must find a man named Romani· Men of Archaman."

Arturia didn't listen to Lancelot's words, the holy sword in her hand turned into an afterimage, golden light overflowed from Sheng Jian, faintly showing signs of liberation.

Feeling that there are no other humans here except the Master, Lancelot understands that Roman will not be found this time.Coupled with the fact that he felt ashamed of the girl in front of him, Lancelot rarely chose to back down.

The black helmet returned to Lancelot's head, the spear that resisted the holy sword paused lightly, and then swung the spear with the same violent attack.

"Lancelot!!!"

"Arthurrrrrrr—!"

Lancelot, who entered the frenzy again, was no different from seeking his own death. He gave up his Noble Phantasm and reason, and was helpless in the face of Artoria's storm-like attack.