Tribute to the Demon King

This sentence hit Agguivin even more sadly than Tristan for a moment... so sad that he could hardly speak.

Then he immediately turned his fierce eyes to Lancelot who didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and Matthew and Bedivere beside him: "I see, it's your reason... Wait, wait!?"

His beast-like gaze instantly became sharp, as if he had accepted the most unbelievable betrayal, and his eyes were ignited with anger.

"—Bedivere? How could it be you! Why are you standing there? Or... are you not Bedivere?"

"No, it's me. It's me who stands in front of you."

Bedivere replied in a flat tone.

Agguiwen's footsteps wobbled suddenly, almost falling off the city wall.His face turned blue, and he rarely showed a flustered expression: "You are an incompetent man...how dare you when you can't do anything..."

Bedivere—that is the knight who died for the king and followed the king to the end.Although he was very unwilling, neither he nor Gao Wen could compare to his special status in Wang's heart.

Now that Bedivere betrayed the king, the harm to the king should be much more serious than the betrayal of other knights in the round table...

"There is no need to be so nervous, Mr. Aggression. Bedivere is something! This kind of useless knight does not need to be treated specially... Our king is a complete king, and what the king does and what he does I believe there is nothing wrong with it. Even if one or two knights betrayed, it doesn't matter..."

Gawain looked nervously at the expressionless Lion King, and he also became a little flustered, and began to insult Bedivere loudly and fiercely.

He probably saw it.Bedivere rebelled against the king with his own will.

...But if this is the case, the damage to the king will be even greater.

Just as he had already assumed the responsibility of the solemn knight for killing civilians before.Having an internal fight with Bedivere and forcing him to turn against him, such a serious crime is better to let yourself bear it together, as long as it can make the king feel more comfortable——

Agguiwen was also a little uneasy, looking at the Lion King who was silently staring at Bedivere, he pursed his lips, lowered his voice and whispered to the Lion King: "My lord, please don't be sad, there may be some misunderstanding in this ...If you want, just recruit him to the round table again. None of us have any problems, and you don't have to think too much..."

"...No, wait."

For the first time, the Lion King showed a confused expression: "What have you been talking about since just now?"

"……Hey?"

"Ok?"

"what?"

All the Knights of the Round Table present showed expressions of astonishment.

"Bedwell..."

The Lion King standing on the city wall chewed on the name, and asked plainly: "The name you mentioned, the person who suggested that I be summoned to the round table...Which one of the following is it?"

"...That's, that knight in silver gauntlets..."

Agguiwen made many plans in his mind, but he did not expect the Lion King to respond like this at all.He also rarely said in confusion: "Wang... Can't you see their faces clearly?"

"Nonsense. Your heart is disturbed, Mr. Aggression."

The Lion King cast his eyes on Bedivere, and then said, "When did they know you... Eden?"

"No...I think you are not talking about a single person, Mr. Rungomigniad."

On Bedivere's armored right shoulder, an exceptionally petite boy, about seven or eight years old, sat there as if weightless.

His long black hair spread all the way to Bedivere's thighs, and his eyes were filled with the brilliance of stars.

"Of course I want to protect Bedivere. Because I'm with him—was, is, and will always be. By the way, you really don't remember his name?"

Zhou Yi smiled gently, and said in a low voice: "Besides, that Hassan and Ramses II are about to come now. Aren't you afraid of this?"

"They can't stop me. The holy gun is ready and can be drawn at any time."

The Lion King said to Zhou Yi indifferently: "Then, what is your answer? Did you choose to break the covenant between us? Then it should be you, not me, that Hassan will kill."

"You're mistaken, Rungomigniad. Fundamentally wrong."

Zhou Yi showed a bright smile: "It's not me who wants to stop you—"

Author's message:

Today is still an update, as a supplementary content, I will send you a news

In the afternoon, when we were chatting with the good-for-nothing next door, we were analyzing who these new Heroic Spirits are... Basically, we sorted out all of them, just to give you a popular science about these satellites that are about to land...

In order, if there is no accident, it should be Jason, swordsmith Muramasa, Prince Nezha, Agguiwen, Jin Maolin, Abigail, Dumas, Earl Felson, Robespierre, Sariel, Theseus, Moses, Huang Feihong, Rasputin (Yofeng), Roland, Genius Hassan, Gareth, proto Merlin, Yagyu Somo, Grey, Young Hassan

There are some uncommon people here who may not be well understood by everyone. Let’s popularize science: Golden Retriever Rin is the goddess of the underworld from Chapter 7, Ai Lei (finally landed), and Abigail’s full name is Abigail Williams. It is a famous witch (the figure is a cute loli but I have no love), Earl Felsen is a lover of cakes (Louis, Louis XVI, hold on!), Robespierre (French Revolution The man of the hour, flashed in Dion's setting book), Rasputin (the legendary monster monk with a giant dick), proto Merlin (C dumb hair), and Gray who is suspected of being a little gray...

The Aggie text I want so much... so handsome...

Chapter 81 Round Table vs Round Table

"Rungomigniad... Since I have made a covenant with you, I will not violate it."

Zhou Yi's tone was gentle and soft, but there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes.

In those pupils as far away as the starry sky, there is a far-reaching brilliance flowing.

"The one who is your enemy and defeats you...is not someone else."

—It is your knights of the round table.

Accompanied by Zhou Yi's whisper, light-colored ripples appeared on the ground around him, and countless flowers began to bloom around him.

Seeing this scene, the Lion King was slightly taken aback.