My Knights of the Round Table

"When I was taking a shower, someone knocked on the door. She seemed to have some news, but I noticed something strange here, so I came here without listening."

"People? Her?"

"Well, a young girl, who is also the heroic spirit summoned by the Holy Grail, is waiting in the room you opened for me now."

……

The woman was wearing a yellow dress, exposing a large area of ​​white skin.

Her figure is plump and well-proportioned, her chest and buttocks are extremely plump, and her waist is extremely slender, giving people a visual impact without being obtrusive. Her snow-white skin is as attractive as snow under the light.

The long black hair was scattered behind him randomly, and the hair was shiny.

She wears tulle as protection, but the sexy outfit is more like ordinary underwear.

On the chair was a tight black windbreaker that could cover her body and even her face. It seemed to be a concealed attire she had made when she came here, but she didn't put it on right now.

She was alone in the spacious and luxurious hotel room, looking at the layout of the room curiously.

In terms of luxury, this can only be said to be the best place in the hotel, but the limitations of the era are much worse than her era, and she often goes to the places of princes and nobles, so it is impossible to get into her eyes .

only…

The beautiful blue eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she looked at the layout of the room curiously.

The bed, sofa and all kinds of arrangements are styles she has never seen before. Obviously the land is not far away, but she is already unfamiliar or even unfamiliar.

It was her first time in a better part of the world.

The woman walked around, walked to the table, raised her small hands to fiddle with the handicrafts and small toys on it, and after playing for a long time, she put it down unsatisfactorily, walked to the bed and climbed up.

The plump body and the soft bed are pasted together without any gaps, and it is unknown what kind of attractive shape the bottom fits into.

The woman first closed her eyes comfortably, and then opened them in surprise.

"So soft."

I originally thought that the era of more than a thousand years ago would be very dirty, and the bed was so hard that I couldn't sleep.

did not expect…

The woman raised her head, her delicate chin was resting on the soft bed, and facing her was the misty bathroom.

The bed was soft, not worse than in her day.And, they also bathe frequently.

She began to look forward to seeing each other for a while.

There were footsteps outside the door, and she was still lying on the bed.

The door was pushed open, and she belatedly realized that they were back.

He got up from the bed, supported his body and looked towards the door. When he saw the person coming, his beautiful blue eyes lit up.

Blonde man and woman.

The looks of both of them are top-notch, no matter who they are, they are excellences that she has never appreciated before, and there is a touch of kingly temperament in the gentleness of the man, and the holy breath in the seriousness of the woman.

"Are you a king?"

The woman sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at him excitedly.

Joan was slightly dazed, puzzled for a while, then came to her senses, and followed the woman's gaze to look at Arthur, with surprise in doubt.

king?

He came from Britain, and he has the strength to repel three heroic spirits by himself. If he is the king according to what she said...?

Joan opened her small mouth slightly, eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

Arthur was also stunned, and wanted to say something, but he still looked suspiciously at the beautiful woman in the room exuding alluring charm.

The woman smiled slightly, looked at him expectantly, and said softly.

"Because I have met many people, so I have the ability to distinguish people. Your temperament is very like a king, but I am not sure..."

Chapter 261 Chapter 12 The Black King Arthur

Somewhere in an unknown city, the central city.

The whole city is filled with all kinds of dragons and dragon tooth soldiers, among which there are quite a few monsters and other monsters.

Starting from the gate of the city, they leave the city continuously.

Surprisingly, the number of them in the city has not decreased, but has remained at a certain number. It seems that there is a brood in the city that produces them quickly.

The cathedral of the city.

There are traces of blood everywhere, but the corpses have been emptied, but the air is still filled with the smell of blood.

The deepest place of worship in the church.

The white-haired woman stood in the deepest part, covered in black armor, raised her head, and looked at the half-destroyed statue in front of her, her beautiful golden eyes were full of evil smiles.

If Arthur saw her, he would be shocked.

She has the same appearance as Joan of Arc and Artoria, but her figure is a lot more inclined to Joan of Arc, not to the extent that Artoria is.

But she does not have the serious and holy temperament of Artoria and Joan of Arc, but is full of cynical evil.

The church, which symbolizes light and salvation, is filled with darkness.

Two different footsteps sounded in the dark and deep corridor, which seemed to be in a hurry. She turned around and looked at the entrance of the hall with her beautiful golden eyes.

The white-haired beauty in black tights and the green-eyed beauty with cat ears in a green skirt walked in.

"Assassin? Archer?"

The woman's tone was different from Joan's, full of confidence and a touch of joy.

Before the two rested, Camilla said,

"A knight from Camelot came to the city, and he defeated us all. Berserker was killed."

"Knights of Camelot?"

The woman frowned slightly. As for the news of Berserker's death, she didn't seem to have any fluctuations.

"Well, the knight from the northern ship, I was just a scout at the beginning, and I wanted to torture him, but he was so powerful that I couldn't even fight back. Berserker has no chance of winning against him. I doubt he is a knight of the round table. the first few seats."

Camilla's eyes were still filled with displeasure. If it wasn't for Heitian at that time, she would have believed that it was the Sun Knight Gawain.

However, it was Hei Tian, ​​and she was beaten like that by an unknown knight.

The white-haired woman glanced at them.

Neither has much demeanor change.

Camilla was just a little unwilling to be defeated easily, while the green-haired cat-eared girl was completely cold-faced.

She knew that they were not people who talked nonsense and made up nonsense.

"Knights of the Round Table?"

The woman was lost in thought.

In this world, she could be said to be assisted by the Holy Grail and the Dragon Legion, even the Roman Empire was ignored—at best, it was just an empire that was about to end, with limited high-end combat power.

The endless dragon tooth soldiers and dragons can easily solve any crowd tactics,

But King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table?

King Arthur holding the holy sword, the immortal nightmare magician, the invincible sun knight during the day, the lake knight with superb martial arts, the sad son with excellent archery...

They are much worse than the Roman Empire, even the current Roman Empire, in terms of siege and plunder, but when it comes to individual combat power, they can be said to be the strongest group no matter what era they are in.

"It seems that Camelot has noticed this, we need to get rid of Banwang and Lancelot quickly."

An old man with a dry body and protruding eyeballs, who can scare a child to stop crying, came out of the darkness.

The terrifying eyeballs looked at the white-haired woman's back, full of madness and obsession, but the words she spoke were extraordinarily orderly.

"Although we also have her, if they match up, they will always have more people and that nightmare. It is best to deal with Lancelot and the other Knight of the Round Table first."

"He's looking for Leticia."

Camilla said suddenly.

It was said that the white-haired woman with the same appearance as Joan of Arc looked strange.

The withered magician also showed interest.

Just as he was about to say something, a cold voice interrupted him.

"What is the weapon of the knight you met?"

Footsteps sounded in a dark corner, and a woman with the same appearance as Artoria and Joan of Arc, but with an incomparably plump figure appeared in front of them.

She was dressed in black magic crystal armor, her long golden hair had sideburns, and there was a strange black dragon horn on top of her head.

Camilla looked at her warily.

He didn't notice her existence at all just now, but after he was aware of it, her aura was locked on her body, and the powerful pressure was not lower than the pressure given to her by the blond knight before.

Never saw her, the batch that was summoned did not have her.

Looking at the white-haired woman, she nodded.

"No problem, she's our companion."

Camilla hesitated for half a second before speaking coldly.

"His weapon is a giant silver spear."

"A silver-white spear?"

The blond beauty narrowed her eyes.

"Is it a man or a woman? What's your height and appearance?"

Although Camilla was displeased with her condescending posture, but the powerful Wia enveloped her, she said in a cold voice while holding back her displeasure.