Hellish Affairs

"But the degree of rice wine shouldn't be that high, right?"

Joyas, who just muttered, turned around and found Artoria looking at him with a somewhat unnatural expression.

He asked a little strangely: "What's the matter? Artoria."

"I, what I want to say is... that's right! This rice ball is delicious!"

The flushed Arturia hurriedly picked up the rice ball and stuffed it into Joyas' hands.

"Oh, what a coward." Heida gave her a contemptuous look, then walked to Joyas' side: "Joyas, let's go somewhere else."

"?"

Joyas said with some surprise: "Do you want to leave the Great Temple and spend the night in the desert?"

"..."

Although I really want to complain about how the other party came to this conclusion.

Heida still said indifferently: "I just asked the magic queen to find a room where I can talk."

"conversation?"

The girl said without changing her expression, "About Camelot."

"Well." Joyas fell into deep thought: "I see, let's go."

"I'll go too!" Arturia couldn't let the two in front of her be alone in the room anymore.

Because the last time I was in Joyas' room, I almost let this woman succeed!

"The guy in the way."

Hei Dai gave a low tut.

She was also planning to lock the door after the conversation was over.

The celebration banquet was almost over, Joyas explained to others.

Then he followed Arturia and Heida and left the Great Temple.

After closing the door of the room, Heida said flatly, "Joyas, let me stop the Lion King before he finds the holy sword."

"No." Joyas shook his head and refused.

In the face of the goddess Rungomigniad who has fused with the Holy Lance, it is impossible for the girl to have any chance of winning at all.

"It's too dangerous." He said earnestly, "I can't let you do this alone. Wouldn't it be better to let Merlin do it?"

Merlin, who can cast illusions, is even more handy if he only needs to contain the enemy.

And the loss of the holy sword was also Merlin's fault.

"I have something to say to that person."

His dark pale golden eyes looked at the holy sword user in front of him.

Joyas was silent for a moment, and then said: "You should know that the Lion King, who has lost his humanity, is already thinking more like a god?"

"Well, I know." Heida said resolutely: "But I still have one thing, I want to confirm it no matter what."

Chapter 393 Capture of the Holy Capital

The next day, Hassan the Cursed Wrist and Hassan Baimao arrived at the Great Temple before dawn.

"By the way, you don't even have a battle plan, do you?"

Hundred-faced Hassan couldn't believe it.

Next, there will be tens of thousands of soldiers of the Holy Capital Army in the Holy Capital?

Even Hassan Baimao found those solemn knights a bit tricky.

"If it's the soldiers of the Holy Capital Army, don't worry." Joyas said calmly, "I will get rid of the soldiers in front of me as soon as possible."

Instead of organizing the soldiers of the United Army to die, he thought it would be better to use the King's Treasure to shoot and kill all the solemn knights.

People who die at the singularity will only die logically, so it is necessary to minimize casualties as much as possible.

"The point is the other Knights of the Round Table." Merlin said with a smile, "After being blessed with the Holy Grail, they also became stronger."

"That pure white wall, maybe there are other means of defense?"

Osmandis, who was sitting on the throne, stood up, and then slowly walked down the steps: "Although I have only seen it once, I can also know that Camelot, which is protected by the goddess, is already a holy city that cannot be invaded by any evil. .”

The wall of light propped up by the Lion King with the power of the holy spear.

In the original plot, it was Sanzang who burned the spirit base and turned into a great hero, and then released the treasure to break through reluctantly.

"That's right... opening the city gate is also difficult."

Except for Sanzang, Laer, and Heida, the treasures of other people have little damage to the city wall.

Joyas glanced vaguely at Arash with his blue eyes.

Wouldn't it require the sacrifice of a great hero just to destroy the city wall?

No, no, no, although watching fireworks is very cool, but this is too heartless.

"Leave me the matter of breaking the city wall." Joyas said.

If you don't liberate the thirteen constraints, the holy sword in your hand should be able to barely break through this layer of defense.

"Holy Sword Maker, are you not paying attention to me?" Osmandis said proudly, "The defense of that holy city is nothing to Yu!"

"..."

Although Joyas knew that the opponent had many powerful treasures, the light of the holy spear could not be broken so easily.

But since he said so, he can only leave it to him.

"If that's the case, let us stop you, the Knights of the Round Table." Hassan said in a respectful tone.

"Yeah." Sanzang said seriously, "I'll help too!"

Nitocris's face was tense: "I will also bet on the dignity of the Pharaoh to let the knights of Camelot look up at the glory of the sun!"

Joyas nodded.

After the Knights of the Round Table were restrained, what they had to do was to face the Lion King and the fortune-teller whom they had never met.

"Merlin!" Joyas's blue eyes immediately looked at the yawning white-haired magician: "Follow me to find the holy sword."

Merlin who was named raised his head, pretending to be very serious and said: "I know, after all, it was indeed me who lost the holy sword, and I will take responsibility!"

"Why did you say a line like a scumbag who has always given up!?"

Joyas looked at this guy speechlessly.

I wish he could have prevented it from happening in the first place instead of remediating it after it happened.

Merlin asked suspiciously: "But if we go to find the holy sword, the Lion King will not stand by and watch?"

"Don't worry about this matter, Artoria will hold her back temporarily." Joyas said lightly.

After the brief combat meeting is over.

The crowd finally began to march in the direction of Camelot.

……

On the great wall of chalk.

The Sun Knight with a gentle temperament leaning on a long sword is looking into the distance in surprise at this moment.

"It's the servants. There are more than a dozen servants approaching our direction. I'm afraid they are not good."

The armor collided with a crisp sound, and Mordred, who quickly ran up the city wall, widened his emerald pupils, and then said loudly: "Ahhh! They are finally here! This time, we must kill the person pretending to be Joe. The guy from Yas will teach you a lesson!"

"I didn't expect their team to grow to such an extent... Even that monk was recruited?" Lancelot was a little surprised: "The master who protects human law really has outstanding abilities. "

Gao Wen smiled wryly and said, "Why did you see that monk right away, Lancelot? Although her joining is indeed surprising, isn't it even more inconceivable that the pharaohs who should have been stationed in that desert?"

If there is only the old man in the mountain, then it can be justified.

However, the arrogant sun king would choose to cooperate with the master of Chaldea and come to Camelot with him.

Simply unbelievable.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, it's just because the traveler has lived in the holy capital for several months and has a little impression."

Lancelot couldn't say it was because the woman's turbulence really impressed him.

At this time, a string of beautiful harps sounded, and Tristan, one of the knights of the round table, came to them with a beauty that would fascinate even goblins.

"It's really sad, but the guardians of human reason must be defeated by us who stand on the opposite side." The red-haired handsome man closed his eyes and sighed as if singing: "It's really sad..."

"Knight Tristan, don't underestimate the enemy lightly."

Agguiwen also appeared on the city wall, and said lightly: "Not only the King of the Sun, but the master of Chaldea also has the power to easily deal with Mordred."

"And don't forget, there are two 'kings' in Chaldea's team."

"..."

Everyone fell silent for a while.

Because he is the king, even if he has become a follower, he is still their king.

This point cannot be erased even if the body is smashed to pieces.

Dedicated to the loyal Knights of the Round Table, he will never forget himself until his death.

Aggavin glanced at the other Knights of the Round Table: "Although I don't want to draw my sword against the 'King', this is the time to prove our loyalty, Camelot who defends the King! Don't let anyone interfere. The king in the palace!"

"Yes!"

The crowd answered in unison.

……

"Oh, it seems that it has been discovered?"

Merlin holding a staff was slowly following behind Joyas.