Type Moon: The Sims From Five Wars

"What was the original purpose?"

"Already forgotten."

"Why guard?"

"In order for the last mystery not to disappear completely in this world, the reason why I didn't want the mystery to disappear in the first place has long been forgotten."

"Is it right to do this? It is not recognized, not understood, why?"

"Always, always, always, guard, guard, guard, until death."

"but

Already tired.

The body began to resist, and the strength began to retreat..."

"In the end, the conclusion given is that time is running out, but we still have to protect it."

"This is not an obsession, not a long-cherished wish, but just an idea."

"This annoying feeling, wanting to give up, wanting to give up, wanting to... guard."

"Day after day, I wait for my own end, for the one who can kill me, for...the crusade of my friends

Ahhh, I have already begun to imagine, the blue sky... the flying birds, the cool wind blowing, the company of friends, the singing of insects and birds, the rushing river, the coming of a leisurely day... It seems that it is not far away. "

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"By the way, am I in the wrong place?"

Yu Feng looked blankly at the white building in front of him, and the vigilant knights surrounding him, a little confused: "This... seems to be where Lily is?"

"Did I go deeper? In the wrong place?"

"Impossible? I'm not such a road idiot, am I? I don't have the attributes of a road idiot, right? Is there something wrong with the settings?" Yu Feng questioned four times, doubting himself.

(Ai Lian: No, there is no mistake, you do not have the Lu Chi attribute, but I do.)

At this moment, an angry voice sounded.

"Is the attack your masterpiece? Pantaleone!"

boom!

Yu Feng heard this voice first, and then felt the strong wind coming from behind. Yu Feng just raised his gun to block it and was repelled a few steps.

Before he could see who was coming, he was attacked violently and quickly, like a storm. He didn't notice that Yu Feng was scratched a few times, but fortunately, they were all minor injuries.

Soon Yufeng counterattacked.

bang bang bang!clang!

The voice of clashing with each other never stopped, and Yu Feng also took advantage of the gap between the attacks to see who it was.

Yu Feng exerted a little force on the hand holding the spear, then gathered magic power on the tip of the spear, and stabbed violently at the man.

Rumble!

An explosion sounded, and a cloud of dust rose up around it, covering the field of vision. After a while, a figure in embarrassment retreated from the smoke.

Standing with a gun, Yu Feng looked at the knight with wounds of various sizes, and frowned slightly: "Gao Wen, why did you suffer so many wounds?"

This person was Gawain, Gawain known as the Knight of the Sun, one of the Knights of the Round Table.

"You don't know about your masterpiece!? Stop pretending here! You bloody bastard!" Gao Wen looked at Yu Feng angrily.

Yu Feng was slightly taken aback. In Yu Feng's impression, Gao Wen never got angry easily. If Gao Wen got angry, there must be something that Gao Wen couldn't accept.

Is it because of the attack that just happened?

Did Gawain meet those who attacked Camelot?

But with Gao Wen's invincible strength under the sun, it's impossible to beat this situation?

Yu Feng had doubts in his heart.

"Since you are here, it will save me the trouble of finding you!" Gao Wen said, dragging his already heavily injured body to fight Yu Feng again.

"That's enough, Gao Wenqing." At this moment, a voice resounded across the field.

"Please stop fighting."

Gao Wen was slightly taken aback when he heard this voice, and he was slightly relaxed when he originally wanted to do something, as if he was a little bit unwilling.

A figure appeared on the field, followed by Tatsuka Fujimaru, Mash, and Agueromon.

"Sir Pantaleon."

Looking at the familiar figure, Yu Feng felt a little emotional in his heart, the difference between Lily being a king and not being a king is a bit big.

"……king."

King Arthur stared at Yu Feng and said, "Please go and repel the incoming enemies."

Gao Wen couldn't help but change his face when he heard this: "King!"

"Gao Wenqing, I will give you a reasonable explanation after the incident. I already know what you want to say. Please go down and recuperate."

Gao Wen gritted his teeth, his gaze stayed on Yu Feng for a long time: "...Yes."

Yu Feng nodded slightly, as a response to King Arthur's words, then turned around and wanted to leave here.

King Arthur's complexion showed a strange look, looking at Yu Feng, the Agguwen who was behind King Arthur reminded Yu Feng: "Pantalion, you are going the wrong way."

Yu Feng paused slightly, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction to where he had just walked.

Agegui was a little speechless: "The right side..."

Yu Feng turned around again, and Agguiwen felt embarrassed for Yu Feng.

Seeing this, Fujimaru Tatsuka hurriedly said, "King Arthur, I'm going too."

After finishing speaking, he chased after Yu Feng, still saying: "Turn left at the intersection ahead."

Yu Feng, who was walking in front, silently slowed down.

Seeing this, Matthew looked at King Arthur, hesitation flashed in his eyes, he moved his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, but turned around to chase Fujimaru Tateka.

King Arthur looked at Matthew's back with complicated eyes, and Aggregwen next to him suddenly said, "King, that girl's shield, and her..."

King Arthur interrupted Aggavin's words: "I know, Mr. Aggavin, perhaps your efforts have not been in vain, and Britain is about to be liberated."

Gao Wen listened to both of them's words, and the anger that was originally full in his heart also slightly subsided at this moment, feeling a little bit wrong about the battle just now.

Can Pantaleone use a gun?

This was the first question that appeared in Gao Wen's mind, but it was destined not to be explained now.

And King Arthur's words made Gao Wen have some guesses in his mind.

The heart that was originally covered by anger also regained its rationality at this moment, feeling ashamed of the previous self, and quickly left here in stature, not wanting to stay for a moment.

King Arthur's eyes looked to the far away, the fantasy tree covering a large area of ​​land.

"The end of the day is coming, not far away..."

Fantasy tree, beside the trunk, a figure sat there withered, covered by countless green leaves and branches.

The body of the figure suddenly trembled slightly.

"Did you sleep well? Hmph..." A figure leaned against the fantasy tree, looking at the person covered in green leaves.

"I can feel that the final battle is coming..."

Chapter 113 Berserker, Assassin, Caster

Not far from Camelot, there are many stone puppets coming towards Camelot. In front of the stone puppets, there is a naked upper body leading the stone puppets.

There was an obvious scar on his chest, and he was covered in blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a battle, and there was a sense of hostility and fighting intent on his body.

"Oh oh oh! That's great! Is this the knight?" He looked excitedly at the knight rushing out of Camelot.

"Let me feel it again! The long-lost blood!" As he said, he plunged into the knight and started fighting with the knight.

"It's really reckless." A few miles away from Camelot, a figure stood on top of the stone puppet, looking at the figure that was completely crushing the knight.

"Are you sure you're Berserker? Battles are always this straightforward."

"Assassin has her style too."

"They are all people with their own style, but I seem to be like them too, right?"

In the open space outside Camelot.

Here, there is no doubt that it has become a battlefield.

The knights fought the puppet, and even if they were not the opponents of the puppet, never saw the slightest timidity on the face of every knight.

That Berserker shuttled among the knights. Berserker was extremely powerful, and most of the knights were no match for him.

"What's up, what's up, what's up!"

"No! You guys are not as good as the guy I met just now!"

He was disappointed, with disdain in his tone.

"The chirping is so loud!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed towards Berserker.

boom!

Berserker was attacked, and due to the inertia of his body, he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Berserker looked at the person coming.

"Your strength is not very good." Mordred looked at Berserker and snorted coldly.

Berserker didn't get angry, and thought of something: "Are you the knight of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"Finally something interesting."

Boom!

After Berserker's voice fell, Berserker's figure rushed towards Mordred in an instant.