My Knights of the Round Table

The short-term comfort had no effect. The little girl still wanted to hug her mother and feel her last warmth.

Mata Hari held the little girl forcefully and got away from the mother's body.

As a heroic spirit, her strength is no different from that of ordinary people, but she is still much stronger than the crying six-year-old girl.

He relaxed and picked up the little girl, and she ran away into the distance regardless of her cries and patting.

There was the sound of chasing dragon teeth soldiers behind her, Mata Hari didn't dare to slack off, and ran without looking back.

Fortunately, she had observed the layout of the town in advance, and she was not entangled by other dragon tooth soldiers when she went around left and right, but her speed was not much different from that of the dragon tooth soldiers, and she was still unable to distance herself from that dragon tooth soldier .

"It's over."

After an unknown amount of time, Mata Hari's breathing became more and more unsteady, her footsteps became weak, beads of sweat appeared faintly on her forehead, and her charming face was unusually pale.

The only thing that comforted her was that the girl in her arms stopped crying and hugged her tightly, but the sensible girl made her even more desperate.

The harder you try to run, the more chaotic your steps will be, and the heavier your body will be.

'thump! '

Finally, when the footsteps were getting closer and her speed was getting slower and slower, Mata Hari was upset, her feet were empty, she stepped on the open space and fell down.

Looking at the ground, Mata Hari became more and more desperate.

'Boom! '

Mata Hari didn't care about the burning pain, but just hugged the little girl in her arms tightly.

"sorry."

Tears flowed from her eyes, and she hugged the little girl in her arms tightly in fear, curled up, and blocked her under her body.

The footsteps behind were getting closer and closer, and finally, it stopped.

Mata Hari's body was shrouded in the shadow of the Dragon Tooth Soldier, looking at the woman below, it raised the knife without hesitation.

The knife slashed downward with the sound of piercing through the air.

Suddenly, a more intense piercing sound came from a distance, and it reached her almost instantly.

'Boom! '

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and at the same time, the girl's sweet voice sounded.

"Bradamante, do justice! Oh yes, are you alright?"

Chapter 269 Chapter 20 Excited Bradamante

Mata Hari raised her head carefully, and looked behind her.

The girl with two long golden ponytails stood where the Dragon Tooth Soldier stood just now, her beautiful blue eyes were full of bright light.

Holding a strange light shield in her hand, looking at her holding the shield as if she used it as a gun, she exuded a bright and holy aura.

"Thank you."

Knowing that she saved her, Mata Hari slowly got up from the ground and said gratefully.

The girl in her arms hugged her tightly, and the tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

Mata Hari could only keep gently stroking her head and back, and at the same time thankfully looked at the girl who rescued her from unknown sources.

"It's okay, it's my compulsory course as a paladin."

Bradamante waved his hand, looked at the crying little girl in her arms, and reminded with concern.

"Do you want to take your daughter and hide in the house first? I will continue to clean up the monsters, so I can't take you away for the time being."

Mata Hari was slightly taken aback.

your daughter?

After a while, she realized that the other party was talking to herself.

She lowered her head and looked at the girl in her arms. She couldn't tell her age from the crying appearance, but her body was not small, and she looked about six or seven years old.

Are you really that old?

Just as she was feeling sorry for herself, there was a violent roar in the center of the town, followed by the collapse of countless houses.

The huge destruction and the smoke and dust rushing into the sky are not like militias and dragon tooth soldiers, nor are they like a battle between dragon tooth soldiers, but more like a battle between dragons and dragons.

"Hey, is there anyone fighting over there? Is it the Heroic Spirits?"

Bradamante looked in that direction puzzled.

Mata Hari came back to her senses, thought of her reason for coming, and immediately raised her head to look at her anxiously.

"Excuse me, are you a Heroic Spirit?"

"Is that right? I am one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, the white feather knight Bradamante! I was summoned here as a Lancer! Oh no, how did you know?"

Bradamante introduced a few words excitedly, suddenly thought of her blind spot, and looked at her suspiciously.

Mata Hari heaved a sigh of relief and looked at her eagerly.

In the battle between servants and King Arthur, except for the Knights of the Round Table, she really can't find anyone to participate in this era, and Bradamante, as a heroic spirit, can definitely turn the situation around a little bit.

She quickly explained.

"I can also be regarded as... a summoned servant, but I have no combat power. My companion and I just went to the center of the town to save another companion, but they were attacked by the dragon witch who is the culprit of all this. You can go to help them?"

"is that so."

Bradamante looked at her blankly, thought for a while, but still didn't understand.

Mata Hari's narration was too brief and anxious, and the speed of her speech was a bit fast. For a while, Bradamante didn't know how to distinguish this matter.

Who is right and who is wrong, who is a good person and who is a bad person, she can't just listen to one side of the story and go to deal with another group of people.

Although I have encountered many such things before, there have also been many times when I shot without thinking.

Mata Hari continued to plead anxiously.

"I beg you, without your help, both Miss Joan of Arc and Lord King Arthur will die, and this world will end."

Bradamante was taken aback, his eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously.

"Oh, what did you say?!"

Mata Hari was taken aback by her, and seeing her surprised expression, she only thought that she was a little guy who wanted to save the world to be recognized, moved her mouth, and said solemnly.

"The world would end without your help."

Bradamante kept shaking his head.

"It's not this, it's not this. Although it's very important, what I want to know is the sentence in the middle."

Mata Hari thought about it suspiciously, and soon thought of her identity.

One of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, he claims to be a paladin.

knight?

Who is the spiritual idol of the western knights after the fifth century?Needless to say, almost all knights regard King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table as idols.

This is something that even if it is not a knight, or even a commoner, it is common knowledge.

The more famous kings and knights worship King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table, even many kings claim to be his descendants.

Mata Hari tentatively spoke.

"My lord Arthur."

"King Arthur?! Is it the Knight King of the Holy Sword?! Is it the legendary leader of the Knights of the Round Table?!"

Bradamante's face was filled with excitement and anticipation, as if a star chasing little girl finally saw her idol.

Mata Hari held back her happiness and said eagerly.

"This age is the age of King Arthur."

Bradamante was even more excited, his eyes full of little stars.

The Age of King Arthur? !

That meant that she could not only see her idol, King Arthur, but also the Knights of the Round Table, and that Miss Mei Li who had shown her great kindness to her.

When I go back and tell Astolfo and Charlemagne about my experience, they will definitely envy me to death!

It's better to bring back King Arthur's autograph, don't be too handsome after thinking about it!

How lucky I am to have come to this era.

Bradamante only felt that he was full of fighting spirit and wanted to save the world like never before.

"Let's go!"

"Oh, wait?!"

Bradamante rushed to the center of the town.

Mata Hari stretched out her hand to stop her, but at this moment, the knight girl seemed to have forgotten everything, and left here at full speed without looking back, so that as an ordinary person, she could only look at her back.

Mata Hari let go of her hand weakly, she looked down at the child who was holding her tightly.

"It seems that it is not a bad thing."

Mata Hari sighed, stood up and looked around, and walked into a building far from the center with the little girl in her arms.

……

Arthur exhaled foul breath, his right arm was faintly numb, he waved his arm, and looked down at the girl in his arms.

"Are you okay?"

"Ah."

Leticia whispered back, holding Arthur tightly with her little hands as if she wanted to rub herself into his body.