No one knows King Arthur better than I do

Traveling through such a long time, I am not a king or a minister until now, I have no transformative impact on the world, and I just hang out in my own tavern all day-what am I not a fool if I am like this!

and...

After blocking the fireball, I will have two swords in my hand at that time, so I will attack the dragon directly!

two swords.

It's hard to say who died!

……

29. Karl and the White Dragon

Cal recalled that he did seem to have had a strong curiosity about heroes a long time ago.

the reason…

I remember that when he was very young, he watched TV and saw Ultraman, and when he was struggling with whether Ultraman’s skin or leather pants, he had a whim and came into being.

I was so curious at the time!

Later, his thinking gradually began to mature, and he learned more things, and his original curiosity was transferred.

From tangling skin and leather pants to tangling whether Ultraman is wearing tights or not wearing tights here.

It wasn't until later that I remembered that he accidentally watched a theatrical version of Ultraman during a summer vacation, and then realized that the original form of Ultraman is just Ultraman, and they will still become human.

After being distracted, whether the Ultraman form is particularly perverted or not is left behind.

Along with those things back then, there was a curiosity about heroes.

And then - he started a hard study life.

Looking back now, it seems that it was from that time that he was moved by some things, and he bid farewell to the age of enthusiasm.

Until today.

The blood that had been silent for an unknown amount of time was burning again.

"It's hot!"

A huge fireball like a sun disc hit Karl's body head-on, his armor automatically activated absolute defense, a silver light burst out suddenly, and in a flash, the huge fireball in front of him disappeared directly.

Karl, on the other hand, quickly landed on the ground, and then stepped on the ground with one foot. He pulled out the two swords from his waist in an instant, and rushed towards Vortigern in midair like shells.

The wind gradually receded from his ears, and the earth was getting farther and farther away from him. His eyes locked on Vortigern's body through the gaps in the armor, and he swung himself in mid-air along the two swords. body.

Carl himself didn't expect to be so decisive.

If it is under the premise of absolute defense, then it is only natural for Karl to feel that he will rush forward.

It's not difficult to hide and operate in a safe place.

But now he is no longer in an absolutely safe position.

The enemy is right in front, the sword is in his hand, without absolute defense, the armor on his body is not much different from paper to the white dragon in front of him.

Oh, no, it is stronger than paper after all.

Just think it's just a piece of iron hanging on the body.

For Vortigern, the armor's defensive power was like this.

Carl felt at first that he would definitely quit.

Because he feels he is a rational person.

But in fact, his insignificant reason has long been reduced to ashes along with the blood ignited by the flame like the sun.

Where is Bailong, he is here, what else can he do if his eyes meet?

Dry!

What the hell!

When I have a sword in my hand, I can cut a hole in it, but now I have two swords in my hand, so what are you waiting for if you don't go up and kill it! ?

Facing Karl like this, Vortigern was also taken aback.

As soon as it spit out the fire, it saw a flash of light, and then the fire it spit out disappeared, and what appeared in front of it was the silver armor knight that I had been thinking about!

It might be a little embarrassing to say it.

At the beginning, it thought that the silver-armored knight was going to hack it to death with the holy sword of the fairy of the lake, but it almost turned around and ran away at that moment.

But it sees quickly.

Although the opponent held two swords this time, they were all weapons made by Fan Tie.

A Camelot.

A handful of Saxon.

Gee.

Seeing the Saxon-made Vortigern, I felt that even if I killed the other party this time, I would prohibit the Saxon from using the sword when I go back!

Guns are not good either.

It thinks that unarmed skills are good, and at most it can match them with shields.

In case the weapon is snatched away and used to beat yourself next time!

A lot of messy thoughts jumped out of my mind in an instant, but Vortigern's movements were not slow at all.

Seeing Karl flying forward, it opened its mouth directly.

This time, what condenses is no longer temperature, but—light!

Karl, who was the closest to Vortigern, was the one who felt the deepest.

He felt that his eyes dimmed for a moment, and then the surrounding light might have been sucked into his mouth by Vortigern at this moment, causing him to see the whole world a bit colorless now.

The world today is literally black and white.

Karl knew that this must be Vortigern's ultimate move.

But he didn't have time to worry about what the trick was.

When Vortigern gathered his mouth, the Camelot-style long sword in his right hand had already been raised high by him, and immediately fell, piercing Vortigern's upper jaw like a meteor!

Snapped!

The crisp breaking sound shattered the Camelot-style long sword in Carl's hand.

But that indelible huge force also made a hole in Vortigern's upper jaw, and even brought his whole head down a little bit.

And that's what Carl wanted.

With the force of piercing Vortigern's upper jaw, he used the force like a ski to rush forward for a while.

The retracted right hand and left hand held the hilt of the Saxon long sword together, stabbing straight at Vortigern's right eye and piercing it in.

'Roar! '

A tragic roar burst from mid-air.

What erupted together with the roar was the Humble King's Iron Hammer that shone with light but suppressed all light!

This ray of light exploded in mid-air.

It was as if the sky had been torn apart, leaving a shiny crack in the cloudy sky from this morning.

Lightning flashed like a sharp sword.

Before the thunder could be heard, the raindrops fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Vortigern was still in mid-air.

It's just that it was a little embarrassed, and turned around and ran, crumbling in the rain, but disappeared in the shower after all.

The Silver Knight who fought against the white dragon before also disappeared without a trace with the heavy rain, repeating as if it had never existed from the beginning.

But neither he nor Vortigern died.

And both of them are clear - the other party must not be dead!

only.

They have no power to fight for the time being.

Just like last time.

After all, the outcome will be decided next time.

……

30. Inner cloth skirt: 10②003⑦992 Share exchange group 8①39213⑦4 The Legend of Silver Heroes

Karl, or the battle between the Silver Knight and Vortigern had only spectators from two places.

First came Merlin and Vivienne from the fairyland in the lake, and then came from the city wall to the west. After listening to Merlin's contact, they knew that Morgan, who had flown from the west, and some knights led by him.

For Karl and Vortigern, this battle was a life-and-death battle, but aftertaste, it seemed that it took a lot of time in one breath, and it felt like a long time.

But for Morgan, who was watching the battle, the battle was just a moment.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and at the moment before the thunder rang, the silver knight collided with the white dragon.

In the darkness where the humble king swallowed all the light, the silver light exploded in an instant, tearing apart the darkness, driving away the white dragon in the white light, and hiding merit and fame in itself, directly followed by the light of the lightning and the humble king's hammer Disappeared and left.

"It's like the hero in the sheepskin picture book I read when I was a child..."

Morgan saw such a scene. She still remembered that when she asked King Uther what a hero was when she was a child, King Uther hesitated for a while, and then answered himself with a smile.

First: Heroes always come out with brilliance.

Second: The hero's appearance is always short-lived.

Third: The appearance of a hero symbolizes hope.

Fourth: Heroes are invincible and invincible—but heroes will not protect us forever, so rather than relying on heroes, you should know how to strengthen yourself and protect yourself when there are no heroes.

When talking about the fourth point, King Uther hesitated for a while, and said it very seriously.

But what Morgan hates the most is listening to King Uther's lectures.

So Morgan directly ignored King Uther's preaching, and asked King Uther a question that she is still confused about:

——Why can't the invincible hero protect himself forever?

Although she was still puzzled, she still remembered the answer King Uther told her back then.

——Because the heroes... are very busy, they can't appear where they want to appear at will. Only when you catch up can you see the hero and be protected by the hero.

——So, Morgan, if you see a hero, be moved by it and bless it, because it may be a great hymn that you can only see once in your life, and you can call it a legend just once.

★

It rained harder and harder.

Karl had put away his silver armor at this moment, and limped into the back door of his house from the position behind the tavern.

After the back door closed, he leaned against the back door and slowly sat on the ground.

All of a sudden, rain mixed with blood spilled from his body.

Maybe it was a little rain, but the blood that was not so boiling was quenched long ago, just like a child's curiosity about whether Ultraman is skin or leather pants, it was quickly forgotten.

Carl is quite embarrassed at the moment.

His last sword must have stabbed Vortigern in the eye.

But he was also smashed by the furious Vortigern with the King's Hammer afterwards.

If there is an absolute defense, then Karl can definitely attack Vortigern again, and even retreat completely.

But he didn't.

So I was hit head-on with the humble king's hammer...

"Didn't you think I'm pretty strong? I'm not dead... Is this the so-called foolish luck?"

Carl, who was slumped on the ground, covered his eyes with his hands, and there was a smirk on the only half of his face that was exposed.