My Knights of the Round Table

"Put it back on!"

Looking at the poor Bradamante, Arthur suddenly felt powerless in the face of his own child.

Whether it's the degree of stupidity without a brain, or the style of dressing is very similar to Mordred, Mordred usually likes to wear simple attire to facilitate activities.

Arthur also couldn't figure out why the armor was inconvenient to move.

Knights at this stage no longer care about the weight of heavy armor.In other words, the general knights of the round table have reached the strength that can ignore the weight of heavy armor, let alone the knights in the first few seats of the knights of the round table.

What's more, the armors of the first few knights of the round table were specially bestowed by him, or Mei Li used various means to make them or they encounter the adventures they thought they had, and obtained powerful armors and treasures.

Armor at that stage can already make people feel like an arm.

However, Mordred just didn't like it.

When we first met, she always wore heavy armor to fight properly, but as her weight in the Knights of the Round Table became more and more important, and she became more and more familiar with other knights, she began not to wear heavy armor. Armored.

Using heavy armor to deal with powerful enemies can increase a lot of combat power, and she will use heavy armor to deal with them in a very regular manner.However, in today's Camelot, the tasks that Arthur entrusted to the Knights of the Round Table, they generally would not encounter enemies that made them fight hard.

Thinking of this, Arthur became more obsessed.

Mordred's identity can be suppressed as a king, but he is too embarrassed, after all, he and her mother are still unclear.

But usually when the elders comfort her, she will only listen for a while.

He has been preparing for a while, and when he goes back to deal with Morgan, he will take care of Mordred.

Now...?

Arthur raised his head and looked at the poor Bradamante expressionlessly.

"Do you want to be a Knight of the Round Table?"

"But..." Bradamante pouted aggrievedly, but under Arthur's gradually stern gaze, she still lowered her head, and changed back to the previous outfit wrapped in magic power.

It's not a knight's armor, but more like a noble lady yearning for an adventurous life.

However, compared to Bradamante's clothes just now, this set couldn't be better.

"It's wrong, is this okay?"

Bradamante's beautiful blue eyes were full of pitiful and cautious inquiries.

Arthur let go of her hand, his serious expression softened, and he nodded.

Suddenly, Mei Li's voice came from beside her ear.

Arthur's expression was serious for a moment.

Bradamante, who had just sat down, looked at him carefully, and found that the cute expression changed into a pitiful expression in an instant after the change of expression.

"Master Arthur?" She called him carefully and softly.

Arthur didn't look at her, but looked at Mata Hari on the opposite side.

Bradamante is a Mordred-type fool, Leticia is just an ordinary high school student who has just entered high school, and Joan of Arc has enough experience and strength, he always feels that she is easy to enter a dead end.

On the contrary, the weak Mata Hari is the most worthy of his trust.

Sensing his gaze, Mata Hari raised her head and met his eyes suspiciously.

"You go to Ban Wang as planned, I have something to go out."

......

Gaul, Lyon.

This is one of the most important cities in Gaul.

At the beginning, Caesar occupied it and established Lugdunum, its predecessor, and occupied it for a long time under the rule of the Roman Empire.

Because of its location at the confluence of two rivers, the Saône and the Rhône, water transportation is convenient, so it is very prosperous.

Later, with the decline of the Roman Empire, the Gauls gradually took control of the Gaul region, and Lugdunum changed its name to Lyon at some point.

However, at this time, the originally prosperous river city has turned into a purgatory on earth. Countless Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Wyverns occupy it, and the former prosperous appearance has disappeared.

A prosperous city has turned into a purgatory.

In the deepest part, a woman in black dragon armor is standing quietly in the church.

This is not the church where Joan of Arc is located. She has no dislike or dislike for the hypocrisy of the church and the bishop. As a king, she will never be a naive woman like a village woman.

only...

Black Artoria looked at the man in front of her solemnly.

Holding a silver-white long sword in the shape of a cross in his hand, he was a tall and strong man with short white hair.

The chest was covered by something, the hard armor did not cover the weakest part, but was covered by strange green patterns.

At this moment, he was showing a slightly anxious expression after killing an enemy in the shadow with his sword.Besieged by numerous servants and countless monsters, even he couldn't stand it.

and...

He looked solemnly at the far high place, where stood a woman in black dragon armor.

He could feel the breath of the other party's dragon, but she was definitely not something he could deal with now that he was weak, even with all kinds of blessings.

Chapter 280 Chapter 31 Early Exit

Arturia Black didn't rush to make a move.

The other party's breath made her feel uneasy.

It's not that she had entanglement with the other party, and the subordinates in the past saw her current self or resisted herself, and it wouldn't make her feel any throbbing again.

only...

Black Artoria frowned slightly.

The restlessness of the heart.

The moment she saw the other party, she felt that she belonged to the heart of the dragon, and her most solid partner had issued a warning.

Slight pain.

Hei Artoria glanced at his face, and then at the giant sword in his hand. She couldn't recognize the opponent's identity, but she didn't strike rashly.

Even the uneasiness caused by the blood of the dragon, she did not believe that the other party would defeat her.

Mostly just hurt yourself.

But before solving Arthur and the nightmare, she must maintain her peak state at all times to prevent the sneak attack of her male self and the bad nightmare.

For this reason, even the slightest injury has to be avoided.

"who are you?"

After thinking about it, Artoria Black swallowed such nonsense back into her mouth.

Looking around, he nodded slightly.

Standing around her were several servants who had just arrived and turned black.

Archer with green hair and cat ears was impressively on the list, and more of them were unknown servants in the deep shadows.

There is no need to make a move.

Under her authorization, the servants in the shadows desperately attacked the men in the field, filling up the servants in the shadows and wyverns who had just been killed by the men, and the green-haired cat-eared Archer was also indifferent. Constantly bow and shoot arrows in the distance.

But what is surprising is that even under the siege of multiple unknown servants, and Arhcer kept using his bow to harass him so that he had to be distracted to resist, he still maintained a good state.

There are fewer and fewer shadow followers in the arena, and even the wyverns are pitifully few.

The speed at which the men in the field killed the dragon was really too fast.

One sword and one.

Even under her command, she could feel the dragon's blood was too thin to be calculated, and the irrational Wyvern felt the fear in his heart.

This made her, who has the blood of the dragon, feel even more unhappy and impatient.

What could make her angrier than being 'threatened' by an unknown man, and for some reason she didn't even want to do it.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be frightened.

The enemy she thought was worthy of being her real opponent was Arthur Pendragon, the male King Arthur.

"Although a mean guy."

Thinking of all that happened that day, Black Artoria murmured disdainfully, but her impatience that it wasn't Arthur's existence that made her feel pressure reached the peak, and the blood-black Rungomignard appeared in her hands .

The majestic magic power was gathering, she raised her gun and pointed it at the people off the field.

He didn't care about the several shadow servants fighting with the man, nor did he care about the Dragon Tooth Soldiers surrounding the field to prevent the man from escaping.

The black light covered the sky and the earth.

Almost instantly, a blood-black light cannon was fired from her gun.

'boom! '

As soon as the man cut down a shadow follower, he took a breath when Archer's bow and arrow followed closely, forcing him to block with his sword.

'Snapped! '

Archer's bow and arrows were not very powerful, and even made him wonder if the other party was deliberately releasing water, but the problem was that under the siege of the shadow followers, Arhcer's own bow skills were superb, even when she intentionally released water, he still felt strenuous.

Suddenly, powerful magic power gathered in the sky.

The man swung his sword to block the attack of the shadow follower, raised his head with a feeling, and saw the magic gun suddenly appearing in the hand of Hei Artoria and the blood-red light on it.

Without any thought, the instinct developed in the long-term life-and-death battle made him instantly alert.

"Fantasy Great Sword: Heavenly Demon Lost!"

Without even thinking about it, he decisively released the treasure.

The condensed black light collided with the bright golden light, and the black shadow servants, dragon tooth soldiers and wyverns around him turned into powder.