My Knights of the Round Table

However, he also understands that the difference between the current Lancelot and the Heroic Spirit's Lancelot in decades is really immeasurable for a master of skills like Lancelot.

This made him look forward to it even more. After training his own Gao Wen to be different from this orangutan Gao Wen, what is the upper limit of her strength who does not only rely on her physical fitness?

"You lose."

Arthur held the sword of the oath of victory, and the faint starlight wrapped around the sword, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night and rainy day.

"Yeah, it's hard to make up for the previous mistakes, I'm sorry..."

Gao Wen smiled wryly, the rain fell down the corners of his eyes along his hair, and slid down his cheeks into the corners of his mouth, making it unclear whether it was tears or rain.

More apology, he is for his inability to fulfill the orders of the person he is loyal to, and for dragging down his companion Lancelot.

Arthur knew what the mistake he wanted to make up for was nothing more than the fact that in the end, because he was not as noble as before, he brought in personal grievances, rejected Lancelot's confession and made atonement, and let Artoria die in the sword with him. column.

He didn't know what to say about him either.

How to put it, even as King Arthur, even if he felt the same for Artoria's experience, he didn't think about saying that Gawain was wrong.

What was wrong was Artoria, who was immature in the end, and Lancelot and Guinevere at that time. Everyone else had their own goals, but the three of them clearly had their own ideas but were moving toward Go in the opposite direction.

Lancelot was at fault as a knight, Guinevere was at fault as a wife, but what was Gawain's fault?

But Arthur didn't say anything, but sighed, and looked at Lancelot on the other side.

Lancelot raised his head out of breath, and seemed to stand up while holding the sword.

"It's useless, and you don't need to do this."

Lancelot stood there, holding his sword. After thinking for a while, he nodded decadently, and sat on the ground slumped to himself, even the sword in his hand fell into the water.

"Right."

Putting his hands limply on his legs, he sat on the ground disregarding his posture, quietly looking down at the water below him, not knowing whether he was looking at the reflection or thinking about something, after a long while, he smiled wryly and raised his hand. started.

"king."

"kindness?"

Arthur knew he was calling himself and looked at him.

Lancelot's eyes were full of seriousness and regret at this time.

"Please stop her. We know this is wrong, but, as a subject, or as a subject who made such a big mistake in the past, I really don't have the face to go against her strong will."

"kindness."

Arthur was noncommittal, and the two people on the opposite side were sitting in the rain. They had stopped talking, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Even after the rain washed away for so long, the bright red blood still came from their bodies, and it disappeared after being wrapped in the pouring rain.

Arthur didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his sword, the faint starlight condensed again, and swung his sword towards them for the last time.

'boom! '

......

Far away, in the sky.

Black Artoria sitting on the back of the dragon stared expressionlessly at the starlight which was too small to be seen. Even though it was only for a moment, she seemed to keep the starlight in her eyes and never looked away for a long time.

Black Joan was standing beside her, and the huge dragon was flapping its wings beneath her.

"That's the starlight of the holy sword."

Black Joan looked there, frowning slightly.

"kindness."

Black Artoria was noncommittal, and her golden eyes showed no expression.

Black Joan glanced at her, knowing that she didn't want to speak, and didn't continue to speak. Leon, who stood on the back of the dragon and looked at the distance, fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Artoria Black spoke.

"When I recover from my injuries, we will go to them and he will give it to me."

"What are your chances of winning against him?"

"I don't know, but if we wait like this, under Nightmare's control, they will only get stronger and stronger. Now the opponent only has three combat powers, plus at most one child, Lancelot. We have a great chance of winning. "

Black Joan looked at her, and Hei Artoria felt that her eyes were staring at her in turn. The two golden eyes looked at each other for a long time, and finally Hei Jean nodded.

"it is good."

......

"Merry?"

Arthur stood alone in the ruins, and the city beside him had turned into a dead city.

Wyverns, Dragon Tooth Soldiers, and Shadow Servants should be damned dead, and those who didn't die also dispersed. He is the only one in the whole city now.

Looking up, seeing the rain not stopping, Mei Li's name was called in my mind.

However, there is no response.

"This guy."

Arthur lowered his head, the magic power around him blocked the rain and dried the traces of his clothes being soaked in the rain just now in order to be handsome.

Much better, but still not in a good mood.

Does this count as just killing but not burying, and not taking the rain back when the rain is over?

Usually, in Camelot's castle, watching the rain is nothing. Rather, he prefers to watch the rain, and do something interesting on the way, but this time period is really not in the mood to appreciate the gloomy rain.

"never mind."

Getting used to Meili's character, Arthur sighed, and didn't continue to be obsessed with the rain that would suddenly end at some point, and walked towards the center of Leon.

Although I don't have any hope that Atalanta is still alive, I still have to go in and see.

It didn't take long before he saw a green figure in the pouring rain. He fell to the ground with an arrow stuck in his shoulder, bleeding profusely, but he didn't make any movements. He just lay on the ground and looked at the sky. do struggle.

Unexpectedly, Arthur stepped forward to protect her from the rain.

"What about that person?"

As Arthur spoke, he used magic to heal her.

Atalanta shook her head, and pushed his hand away with little force, but Arthur didn't think of rejecting her by accident, and let her push him away and return to the rainstorm.

There was no joy or even confusion in the girl's eyes, only endless sorrow and self-blame. She looked at the dark sky for a while, and then looked at him again.

"He doesn't want to fight anymore. After your starlight, he deliberately asked me to kill him."

"then you..."

Arthur opened his mouth, looked at the arrow on his chest, but still didn't say anything.

Gawain, Lancelot, and Tristan are the same kind of people. They all know that what they did is wrong, but they don't and don't want to refuse Artoria's order.

But they will not obey the law, and carry out the king's order dutifully.

It's just that Gawain and Lancelot had already lost, and Tristan was able to let go after all, and chose to die after finding reasonable comfort.

And Atalanta...

Looking at the remorse and self-blame in her eyes, Arthur understood what she was thinking. After killing so many people in a state of madness before, it was an indelible shadow in her heart after all.

It is always unrealistic for her to continue to exist in this world.

"I'll come back, as a redemption, but I'm... a little tired now."

Atalanta closed her eyes and muttered to herself, her body turned into spirit particles in the rainstorm and disappeared.

Chapter 287 Chapter 38 Lancelot's Trouble

Darkness hangs over the Loire, the once glorious and prosperous city.

The bright and clear moon is shrouded in dark clouds, just like the gloomy and panic mood of people in the city.

The land outside the city was covered by countless Dragon Tooth Soldiers. They staggered towards Loire. From time to time, a few shadow servants would appear from among the Dragon Tooth Soldiers to bring displeasure to the guards on the city wall. little trouble.

Lancelot watched all this with a frown.

Fortunately, when she came back, Lady Mei Li asked her to bring back twenty Knights of the Round Table, otherwise she might not be able to defend this place.

Even if it is defended, it will cause a lot of casualties.

Twenty knights is not much.

Even Gaul, which is not famous for knights, has hundreds of knights, and twenty knights are not even a cow's hair in comparison.

However, it would be different if there were twenty Knights of the Round Table.

There are thousands of Arthur's knights scattered, but the Knights of the Round Table only have a hundred or so in total. She took away one-fifth of the number at once, which is already something that Mellie can hold back when Arthur is not in Camelot. maximum quantity.

Even so, many round table knights and nobles were dissatisfied.

Lancelot knew what they were thinking.

The Knights of the Round Table were dissatisfied that she was valued so highly by King Arthur when she first arrived. Even if her strength was good, she would not show signs of overpowering Gawain in less than a few years, and she should not even surpass knights like Bedivere and Kay.

Bedivere and Kay are knights who have followed His Majesty King Arthur since he drew his sword. In terms of achievements, only Gawain can match them. In terms of favor, they are used to it.

After all, Gawain is also a person of Pendragon blood. His Majesty can call his sister at any time. It can be said that he is a relative of King Arthur. It is okay for her to become the first knight of the round table.

But why is she Lancelot?

In the first few years since I came here, I can't beat the eight poles of blood, and even the Celtics are not even the Gauls.Gauls?When the Pendragon family rose in the previous centuries, before the King of Ban appeared, Gaul and Britain were still at war.

That is based on strength?What about Tristan and Ranmallock?They are no worse than you.

Apart from those who follow her, all the knights, whether they are neutral or those who follow Gawain, think that it is because of her uniqueness as the heir of King Gaulban that King Arthur has to value her and promote her.

Perhaps, except for Gawain, Bedivere, and the knights who followed Lancelot who were unwilling to fight, other nobles and knights disliked Lancelot, and when they disliked her, they began to want to let Gawain opposed her.

After all, no matter how you look at it, only Gawain and Bedivere are the only ones who can change King Arthur's mind. Compared with the harder-to-persuade close vassals, Bedivere, who almost believes that Arthur is right, has some ideas of his own. Wen's mood became more ambiguous.