Tribute to the Demon King

Their will is so clear, their eyes are so clear.So much so that the knights saw real anger from it.

"Otherwise I will give you a hard blow."

Immediately afterwards came warnings from all the mountain people, followed by scolding from the old people and angry reprimands from the men.

"Back back, Lion King!"

"Retire to other cities, don't show the authority of the Holy Lance here—"

Then, all the residents of Jerusalem took objects that could be knocked, and while they were beating hard, they shouted at the same time: "Get back!"

"Go back!"

"Go back!"

"Go back!"

The voices of scolding all over the sky condensed into a substantial power.From the perspective of a Servant, one can see that with the shouts of the residents, there is a terrifying ocean of magical power that is about to move above Jerusalem.

—Even in the face of hundreds of Roman infantry, the Knights of the Round Table never felt the slightest fear.

But in the face of the anger and hostility of the unarmed people they once guarded and killed, their swords can't help but hang down, as if there is a heavy burden that cannot be lifted on it.

Even if he killed the person he loved most with his own hands, and fell into a beast without human nature, it is the same now.

While feeling hesitant, they also felt a bit of curiosity and awe at the "existence" that occupied the holy city.

He...or he, how did he do it?

That's not brainwashing.Nor is it magical mind control.

It's people united in everything from the bottom of their hearts, relying on hope and friendship to support each other...just like they do around the round table.

Even if they don't have extraordinary powers, the similar emotions cannot be faked.

The Lion King at the side watched this scene, but fell into silence.

...Won't be invaded by anyone, and won't invade anyone's ideal country.

Then, she silently raised the Holy Spear at the city of entwined trees and vines.

"king--"

Lancelot subconsciously took a step forward and tried to shout loudly, but Agvin instantly reprimanded him: "Shut up! Lancelot, back off!"

Lancelot paused slightly, realizing that his actions were inappropriate, and silently withdrew.

"It doesn't matter. I give the knight of the lake the privilege of punishment, and he has the right to point out my inadequacies."

The Lion King just said in a low voice: "I will explain this to you. My next move."

As she spoke, she raised the Holy Lance and walked a few steps forward, whispering to the people in the city in a soft but emotionless tone: "I am the Lion King, and I am also in charge of the Holy Lance Lungomeniad, Remnants of Heroic Spirits."

Following her announcement, the holy spear in her hand shone brightly.

There was something powerful about her words.Just passing by lightly, the shouting people in the whole city fell into silence.

Then, she looked into the city with her shining eyes, and whispered, "Are you here to stop me? Are you here to... burn humanity?"

"—a young beast!"

Chapter 64 The Young Beast

The Knights of the Round Table didn't know the meaning of the Lion King's break.

But after that, the city of Jerusalem did fall into a long silence.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Rungomigniad."

A calm and immature voice came from the city: "I am not a beast."

Although the voice can be said to be a rather soft whisper, it is full of majestic oppression just like the previous announcement of the Lion King, and it rumbles with a substantive coercion——

The Jerusalem citizens piled up at the gate of the city retreated back in an orderly manner, making way for them.

They did not bow down or bow their heads in respect.Just staring at him.

——It was a young man in a thin black robe, with a brilliant blue light shining in his left eye.He walked forward quietly, his shawl-length black hair was windless and automatic.

"...Is it actually a child?"

Gareth exclaimed in a low voice.

...he looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old?No, or not at all...

"You're judging people by their appearance when you say that, Gareth."

It was not the Lion King who taught her casually in an elder-like tone, but the black-haired and black-clothed child.

His whole body is no different from that of an ordinary human boy... only the pale left eye, in which there seems to be an abyss-like halo twisting and rotating.

Just being glanced at by it, Gareth felt his body tremble.My mind seemed to be captured by something, and a strong sense of drowsiness gradually hit me...

"Wake up, Gareth!"

Just before her mind was about to fall into the abyss, Gawain pushed her shoulder violently, and Gareth woke up suddenly.

After she realized what kind of crisis situation she was in just now, the cold sweat behind her instantly soaked her clothes.