My Knights of the Round Table

In terms of spear skills, she can clearly sense that the opponent is inferior to herself, but the gap has not reached the point of being irreparable, and both have opportunities.

As for the sword, she didn't have a sword.

The only difference is the holy sword of the star, and the other party has a magic that she is not familiar with. She has seen the brilliance of the holy sword of the star that day.

That wasn't all the brilliance, but it already made her feel extremely troublesome.

"Even so..."

"I don't care about the past or other things, and I don't know why you were not controlled by the Dragon Witch, but can you help me later?"

Arthur suddenly interrupted her and looked at her seriously.

Hearing this, Artoria Hei's hesitation disappeared, and her face suddenly changed, her face was full of anger and disbelief.

"Do you think I care about that?"

"What's wrong with you?" Arthur was not at a disadvantage, met her resentful eyes, and questioned, "I won't do this, and neither will Artoria, even if we become mad and polluted by the Holy Grail, we are still us, But you? What's wrong with you now?"

"You always thought that I was mad and controlled by her."

Hei Artoria's expression was even more unreasonable, looking at him, her golden eyes were full of disappointment and anger.

"I misread you."

Black Artoria gritted her teeth and said word by word.

I thought you could understand me.

Artoria didn't say what she wanted to say in her heart, and the grievance that had just arisen was quickly suppressed by her habit and then disappeared, she just looked at him coldly.

"I don't care about anything else. As long as I stand in front of me, I will destroy it. I am not the waste you have seen that is controlled by my own weapon and used by others. Don't compare me with her."

Black Arturia stood up, leaning on her body with the holy spear, and stood up.

"I thought the two of us would be able to chat. I didn't expect you to like that idiot who would be easily controlled by his own gun and controlled by others."

Arthur didn't speak, and didn't know how to talk to her.

He kind of understood her, but he couldn't understand her.

The madness and destruction in my heart are suppressed by the honor and mission, but if my country is destroyed, the honor and mission disappear, and I am betrayed by the people I trust the most, the last thing I can rely on is myself.

Even in the loneliest time, there is still someone to rely on.

But in the end...

Arthur raised his sword indifferently and looked at her.

"Of course I understand, but I can't understand it now."

Hearing Altria's expression softened, but she still looked at him coldly.

"Stop him."

After that, she turned around and left the church. Arthur took a few steps forward, and the heroic spirits who were ambushing in the shadows on both sides also rushed in front of him.

Arthur heard the voice, took a few steps back, saw the two heroic spirits blocking between him and Artoria, and sighed.

"Do you really want to do this?"

"Sorry, King."

With eyes full of apology, the blond knight raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at him.

Chapter 285 Chapter 36 The Male Knights of the Round Table

Although he didn't know these two men, he could still guess their identities by looking at the style and appearance of the armor, as well as the male Tristan just now.

The handsome blond knight exuded a sunny and gentle temperament, and the sword in his hand was much larger than Gawain's.

The appearance did not recognize Gao Wen's appearance, but let him see his own appearance.

only...

"You are Gawain?"

Arthur was not in a hurry to make a move, and looked suspiciously at the man with an orangutan-like physique but exuding a gentle and sunny temperament.I don't know if the blood of the Pendragon family is too strong, or there are problems in these two worlds.

"Yes."

Gao Wen bowed his head respectfully, with a wry smile in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Wang has caused you trouble. If possible, we don't want to fight against you, but now she..."

"I see."

Mellie's words came to his ears, and Arthur didn't rush to hit them and chase after Black Artoria.

Black Artoria's injury will not heal in a short while.

The heart is completely destroyed, even holding his holy sword or Arturia's scabbard will take a lot of time, not to mention that the black Artoria only relies on the holy gun and its own magic power to maintain it, and it needs to be presented It takes geometric multiples of time to repair.

Not to mention that Atalanta used the Noble Phantasm again afterwards, which made her seriously injured.

Moreover, if he was asked to fight against the teamwork of Gawain and Lancelot at his peak during the day, he might not be able to beat him.

Arthur glanced at the imposing Gawain, and then at the man beside him.

The man with short purple hair, his appearance and the faint temperament on his body, deserved to be the most handsome existence called the Knights of the Round Table in serious stories.

Although there were elements of complaining that the French were unable to beat the British later on, but if you add Gawain's orangutan-like figure and the faint, strong and well-proportioned Lancelot is indeed better than him.

However, I always feel that he always has an indescribable gloomy or feminine temperament, which makes him feel weird and uncomfortable.

But how to say, this kind of temperament may be more attractive to the noble girls who are used to seeing the Sunshine Knight, and after all, they are brothers who have no virgins in the territory, so it doesn't matter if they are gloomy.

Not to mention that their queen is a woman, so she can't compare with them in handsomeness.

"king."

Lancelot bowed his head slightly respectfully, it seemed that Artoria Black hadn't completely deprived them of their sanity.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Arthur sighed, and several people fell silent.

Lancelot and Gawain didn't seem to attack King Arthur, even if this person was not the King Arthur they were loyal to, he was King Arthur.And their mission was to stop him.

Well Arthur.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside.

Gawain and Lancelot looked at each other, and they could see the confusion and vigilance in each other's eyes. After all, when they came here just now, the cloudless outside didn't look like it was raining at all.

Instead, Arthur came alive, holding the holy sword wrapped in the wind king's enchantment with his right hand.

Although my holy sword and Altria's holy sword are not exactly the same ability, but the general specifications are still similar. There is no such thing as the wind king enchantment confusing the length of the opponent's sword, at least for my two most powerful swords. Knights do not exist.

However, the Wind King Barrier does not only have the function of confusing opponents.

His magic power is sufficient, and there is no pressure to release wind attribute magic like 'Wind King's Hammer' casually.

Think about it, when you are fighting, your sword can burst out a wind attribute attack towards the opponent at any time, and the opponent didn't pay attention to it at first, and then you have to pay attention to whether your sword will come again a bit.

Lancelot and Gawain held their swords vigilantly.

'boom! '

The thunder passed by, but there was still a heavy rainstorm in the sky. The sound of dripping rain was endless, accompanied by lightning, which made Lancelot and Gawain even more vigilant, for fear that some foreign aid would come.

As knights who watched King Arthur grow up, they should stop understanding that King Arthur with the Holy Sword and King Arthur with the Holy Lance are not a concept.

Artoria, who held the holy sword, couldn't beat either of them in a one-on-one fight.But Arturia who holds the Holy Lance...

What's more, what they have to deal with is the male King Arthur who holds the holy sword and holy spear and is said to have learned magic.

Moreover, it was still a rainy day, the sun was blocked, and Gawain's number of saints had expired.

If this is another person...?

Arthur naturally knew this too. Even though he knew that no one would come to help him, he was full of confidence at this time and raised his sword first.

"bring it on."

......

But when did the church outside the ruined city turn into ruins just like its city, without the characteristics of any church at all, only a few foundations left to prove that there used to be houses here.

Lancelot and Gawain leaned on their swords on the ground, panting. The violent rain from the sky hit them, and the blood on the armor made the ground red, and it soon became clear again.

Neither of them cared about the mixture of blood and rainwater in their respective armors, nor did they care about the pain of the wound being soaked by the salty rainwater. They just raised their heads and looked at the man standing with a sword not far away.

Arthur was standing in the distance, holding the sword of vowed victory and looking at them expressionlessly.

The male Gao Wen's speed and strength are slightly stronger than his female Gao Wen's, probably because of decades of military training, but his swordsmanship is really beyond appreciation.

After his own Gawain had undergone deliberate training with Skaha and him, his swordsmanship was no lower than him, so if the female Gawain really met him, it would be hard to say who would win.

The male Gao Wen has a stronger physical fitness through exercise, while the female Gao Wen is surprising that even though he has less experience for decades, his swordsmanship and fighting skills are much higher than his.

As for Lancelot...

He looked at the disfigured purple-haired knight who was covered in wounds and whose armor was already broken.

His swordsmanship was so outstanding that he was quite surprised. This is the difference between the female Lancelot and him, just like the difference between a teacher and a child.

Gawain's disadvantages were made up for by his swordsmanship, but to be honest, his physical fitness was still not enough.This also allowed his attack to focus on Lancelot, causing him to have more wounds than Gawain.

If he hadn't been trained by Scathach, he might have spent a lot of effort or even receded in the face of the excellent swordsmanship Lancelot and Gawain's interception, but now...?

Chapter 286 Chapter 37 The End of Lyon