Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

Gareth smiled softly, and then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes because of complicated emotions, "You are far gentler than Brother Gawain's description."

Aslan rubbed his chin. To be honest, compared to when he was in Great Britain, he occasionally showed incompatibility and indifference. Maybe it was because he was old. When he looked at these knights who died young, he always had a different way of looking at himself. Grandchildren feel.

When I find that they have done something wrong, I want to try to teach them a lesson and help them correct it. When I find that they have tried their best, but they have not achieved the results they want, I also want to try to comfort them.

The next time I meet Artoria again, I'm afraid I will face my younger sister with the kind of love I treat my daughter.

Aslan glanced at the direction of the sky exuding holy white light from a distance. That should be the location of the new Camelot, right?The round table domain built on top of the holy city of Jerusalem, the mission goal this time is to destroy it. It is uncertain whether Chaldea will appear in this world, so we must do our best from the very beginning.

In short, go to meet Hassan and others in the eastern mountain range first, and then try to make an assault before the lion king has recovered his full strength. We can only fight a protracted battle. As for Ramses II who stayed in the desert...

Aslan thought that he didn't have such a good eloquence to be able to persuade such an arrogant king. Besides himself, he didn't know how many heroic spirits who should have been summoned had already descended. Appeared, whether the heroic spirit that should have been summoned will appear or not is still one thing!

After all, I didn't find the Sphinx in the desert. Logically speaking, I drove in the desert for a day or two, and basically crossed the entire desert. I didn't meet the Sphinx, that is, the Pharaoh The attendant is really strange.

"Anyway, let's go in and talk about it. The king probably won't carry out the second round of the holy spear attack in a short time. I'll let Meluxin deal with the solemn knights around me, and then please tell me the information about this world. Well, after all, there is no guarantee when the king's holy spear attack will come, we can't carry out the collision of the Noble Phantasm every time."

Fortunately, after so many things have happened in this time period of this world, the migration of the entire city's population is not surprising, let alone this is just a small town.

Lifting Gareth up, Aslan put away his holy sword and replaced it with the Spear of Destiny. Relying on the recovery ability of the Spear of Destiny, he quickly helped Gareth recover from his injuries. Already bound to himself, using the distant Utopia to help Gareth recover should be the fastest way.

But at present, there is no support to restore the blood type, so this is already very good.

The surrounding solemn knights were not difficult for Melxin. After a while, a large number of solemn knights were wiped out, leaving only the gleaming silver armor, and these armors were sent to Aslan one by one. By his side, Aslan will use fairy characters to strengthen these armors. After all, when attacking the new holy city, he can't just rely on their heroic spirits.

Ordinary people in the rebel army also need to take action, but how to fight against the upright knights is a problem. Now as long as these armors are strengthened with goblin characters, at least ordinary rebel soldiers can be able to protect themselves.

Gareth did bring more detailed information to Aslan. She had heard about the rebel organization, but she had just made up her mind to stand against the king, so she hadn't contacted the rebel spirits yet. , In addition, there seems to be no power in the desert.

I don't know if the Egyptian group didn't come or the deviation of the world.

As for whether the Master Sanzang came or not, it is even more unclear. After all, the Master Sanzang did not join any organization until the arrival of Chaldea in the original world line.

After sorting out the existing clues, Aslan had a general idea. In any case, he should first get in touch with the Rebel Army, which is obviously easier to contact.

On the other side, a young man wearing a navy blue armor, holding a red bow and arrow, black hair, and a hearty smile looked at the beam of magic light that had collided with him before, and nodded to the assassin wearing a skull mask beside him.

Chapter 106: The Hassans

"Mr. Hassan, it seems that the heroic spirit who resisted the Lion King has descended again. This time, let me get in touch with him. I hope the heroic spirit who descended this time is different from the black-clothed witch we met last time."

Hassan, who was wearing a white skull mask, nodded, thinking of the witch he met before, he had always been very calm, and he couldn't help but sweat on his head. Thinking about it carefully, the witch didn't seem to be a follower , but the magic used is definitely not the ability of their era, but originated from the distant past.

Could it be some old relic that has been alive since the distant past?

Hassan shook his head and didn't intend to continue thinking about this question, but fortunately, the witch seemed very dissatisfied with the Lion King, so she shouldn't be the enemy of the rebels, at least not for a short time.

"Then... the great hero of Persia, the task of contacting new servants is entrusted to you. I also hope that the poisonous fog and the computer can successfully solve one or two knights of the round table. It is best to Eliminate that Lion King, before that Lion King regains his power."

(One of the two Hassans is in the game, although the appearance is death, and the other is the assassin in the third Holy Grail War, yes, it is called a computer.)

Hassan with the cursed wrist set his sights on the pure white city. According to their news, not all the Knights of the Round Table are guarding that holy city. This time Hassan the poison fog and Hassan the computer will return Make an ambush on the road of that holy city, trying to eliminate a Knight of the Round Table, and sneak into that holy city if possible, to see if he can kill the Lion King.

On the outskirts of the sacred city of New Camelot is a ruined city. Those who want to enter Camelot have to wait here and then undergo a holy selection. Outside the ruins, there is a distance In this barren land, there is nothing but wind and sand, and outside this almost barren circle, this is an ordinary town that still stands.

Although there are still ordinary towns, these towns have been dilapidated after a long period of war, but it is still no problem to barely live in them. At the same time, these towns are also the base camps of the resistance forces.

Because there are often rebellious forces, although the king's power has not yet recovered, he still has to give warnings to those who want to rebel. Knights of the Round Table exist like this, especially a certain knight is often sent out.

In a peripheral city, the two Hassans raised their heads and looked away from the pillars of light that collided with each other before. The faces under the masks of the two people showed a little more smiles, and they seemed to be resisting again. It is a good thing that the heroic spirit of the king has descended. This means that even if their actions fail, it should not affect the combat effectiveness of their overall resistance.

It's nothing more than being equal. The two of them, Hassan, have a very clear positioning for themselves. They are not the kind of first-class heroic spirits. This time they have to face the legendary Knights of the Round Table. Can match it, not to mention the knights of the round table who have received inexplicable blessings.

"Are you ready? Count the time, that guy is coming, and killed many of our fellow Knights of the Round Table. Speaking of which, according to the legend, this Knight of the Round Table should have betrayed the king. Why is it now? Help that king loyally?"

Hassan the computer shook his head slightly when he heard Hassan's words in the poisonous fog. Who knows what these knights of the round table are thinking, anyway, in their opinion, none of the knights of the round table who came this time is normal, "Whether they are What do you think, they are all our enemies now, so we simply don’t think about it, if we can take one away, it counts as one, have the surrounding people been evacuated?”

Poisonous Hassan nodded, tapped his mask lightly, and exhaled a puff of cigarettes from the tobacco stick in his hand, "There are always people who don't want to leave, so I let off a burst of smoke to fascinate everyone. Then let the children in the mountain be carried out one by one, using extraordinary means in extraordinary times, and occasionally needing to kill first and then play."

After all, they are assassins. Assassins have their own code of conduct. At the same time, assassins also have their own way of action. How could they be the same as those knights.

In addition, as they said in their conversation, not everyone will leave here. The Lion King has not yet shown his iron blood and ruthlessness, and the holy punishments have not yet fallen from the sky, so there are always people with that feeling in their hearts. With a little bit of unrealistic hope, the resistance to the Lion King is not that strong yet.

In the original story line, when Chaldea came to this world, the people gathered outside were already from remote areas, perhaps closer to the holy city, and those who knew the truth about the holy selection had already died Finish.

Of course, there are some people who are completely dead.

From this time period, although Aslan came quite early, many large-scale wars have already broken out. Both the troops that believe in Allah and the troops that believe in God have been defeated by the Knights of the Round Table. Among them, not only soldiers died, but also a large number of people.

Few of the people alive now have relatives around them who are still healthy.

For those whose relatives around them have already died, and they are still lingering on their last legs, isn't death a relief and redemption?At least they can return to the arms of the Lord.

"Where are the children in the mountains?"

"They're all gone, and they can't do much damage to those soldiers in armor here. It's just the two of us, and he will be turned upside down."

Poison Wu took another puff of the cigarette, and the expression hidden under the mask might be relief or melancholy.

"It's coming! [Zabaniya]!!"

The dense fog spread outwards, gradually beginning to cover the dilapidated city. The more fog absorbed in this dense fog, the easier it is to be poisoned unconsciously. At the same time, this thick fog is more suitable for assassins to carry out assassinations .

At the same time, the Knights of the Round Table who had just walked into this dilapidated city and were about to return to Camelot for a report frowned, then snorted coldly, and the armor lying on the shoulders recombined and became a cow-headed helmet covering On the face, this helmet is also a treasure, and it still has a certain effect of isolating these fogs.

"He#'s! It looks like someone wants to deal with us knights of the round table again, but it happens that I have nowhere to spend my energy in my life! If you come, I will kill one, if you come, I will chop off a pair!"

Chapter 107: Mordred Like a Madman

"Hahahaha!! Where is it?! Where is the enemy?! Come out, stand up and fight me face to face if you have the ability!"

The red thunder wrapped around the knight who was not tall, and the powerful magic roared. The knights continued to rampage, making the dilapidated city closer to the ruins where no one could live. His fighting style seemed to be no problem at all for the knight in front of him.

First of all, she knew that the enemy was here, but she didn't know where the enemy was hiding. If that was the case, it would be fine to destroy all the surrounding places where the enemy might be hiding.

Secondly, she is really very energetic now, so strong that the magic power all over her body can't be suppressed no matter what, if she doesn't release all the magic power, she will be blown up by the magic power. It doesn't matter.

That's right~ Her attack power is very strong, and she has a lot of magic power. If the enemy has any opinions, please be patient!After all, as long as her head is chopped off by the magic sword in her hand, all the pain will be over.

"Hahahaha!! Hahahaha! Hey, come out! Come out and fight me!!"

Listening to the confident and arrogant laughter not far away, and the sound of buildings collapsing one after another, the two Hassans shook their heads involuntarily, complaining, where did this crazy monster come from?On the one hand, she couldn't help feeling that the knight in front of her was as hard to deal with as a monster, just like her behavior.

If assassins like them were hit head-on by this knight, half their lives would probably be lost.

In short, get rid of those annoying ordinary knights first, the computer Hassan quickly passed behind the enemies like a shadow, his hands kept covering the heads of those enemies, and the current directly entered the heads from the temples, accompanied by a burst of If it is warm, these solemn knights will die in a burst of auditory hallucinations.

There may be such a sentence in their ears, "Is it still online? Are you still online?"

With the fall of these ordinary and solemn knights, the two Hassans finally had to look directly at their target this time, the knight who was still destroying like a monster that would never stop.

The two Hassans looked at each other, Hassan took a deep breath, and took the lead in attacking.

Although hidden in the dense fog, the knight in front of him somehow sensed where he would launch an attack. When the poisonous dagger in his hand stabbed out, the knight with the bull's head armor and helmet turned around immediately, stretched out his His hand directly grabbed Poison Hassan's wrist, and the powerful force directly caused Poison Hassan to break his bones.

"I said... you little mice are really sinister enough, but that's all, who do you think I am? I am the only child of King Arthur, Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table!!"

Wrapped in red thunder, the magic sword slashed and slashed directly on Poisonous Hassan's body. Blood spit out from under the skull mask in an instant. has been destroyed.

Hassan the Poison Mist had already prepared for this outcome. The residents of this city had already been transferred by them. Even if there was any kind of battle here, even if he died, it would not affect other people, let alone after they decided to assassinate the round table When he was a knight, he was ready to sacrifice. Of course, not only the knights of the round table in front of him, but also the other knights of the round table.

Poison Mist Hassan backhanded Mordred's hand holding the magic sword, and even let the magic sword penetrate into his body again, "Ahem...we have never I underestimated you...now, I caught you! Do it!"

The computer Hassan quickly jumped out from behind Mordred, his hands flashed with lightning, "[Delusion Computer]!!"

Mordred's eyes widened, but the smile on his face became crazier at this moment, very good, that's right, this is fighting, this is fighting!If she died like this, then she would be able to let go of all the restless things, but before she let go of all the restless things, she would desperately run away, destroying everything desperately, and fighting desperately!

Powerful magic power was injected directly into the magic sword, and the hilt of the magic sword opened directly, gradually turning purple, and the treasure was released, but at this moment, the knight didn't want to directly announce the name of the treasure, Maybe it's out of regret, or maybe it's out of other moods. Although the power has been affected, releasing the Noble Phantasm directly in the opponent's body is enough to directly tear up the body of a heroic spirit.

Just maintaining the posture of releasing the Noble Phantasm, the powerful thunder slashed directly behind him. Of course, before that, Mordred also stretched out his hand to Hassan, the computer that released the Noble Phantasm. It directly shattered the armor and hit the palm of the hand, and even tore the skin directly, causing blood to be sprinkled in the thick fog.

The computer Hassan looked at the red beam of thunder that seemed to be swaying down by himself, and at the almost scrapped left arm of the knight in front of him, and directly shouted, "You madman!"

The knight in front of me, no matter whether he directly touches his Noble Phantasm with his hand, or maintains the release of the Noble Phantasm, but does not say his real name, forcibly reverses the continuous release attack...

Which one of these can a normal person do?

The red thunder light completely covered Hassan's body and completely destroyed the city.

Seeing the two assassins who were disappearing in front of him, Mordred glanced at his almost destroyed arm. He was stunned for a while, and then he stuck the magic sword in his hand directly on the ground, covered his face and smiled up to the sky. I got up, "Hahahaha...Ahahaha!!"

It seems that God wants to let her continue to go on a rampage, but this time I'm afraid I need to rest for a while before I can continue to crusade against these disobedient people.

"Heh...this is really fuck#!"

Mordred cursed and walked towards the direction of the new Camelot.

Turning back the time a little bit, when the holy gun fell from the sky and the light of the glorious sword of victory rose from the ground to resist, a man was wearing a black veil and a black dress, holding a staff The witch raised her head, and there was a bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

This familiar magic power, this familiar light, has not been seen for more than 1000 years. Although I don’t know why the owner of this light came at this moment, but this one came at the right time, and the one sitting upright The so-called King of Camelot is not the one she is familiar with, so she does not recognize this Camelot!

Chapter 108: Reconciliation

After Gareth recovered from his injuries, the whole town began to move. Some strong militiamen put on the armor taken from the solemn knights. Along with the size, it also grants other blessings to the wearer.

The lives that died in the Lost Belt will not come back, even if history is restored.

Aslan vaguely remembered that in the original story line, the wise king of Uruk said such a sentence, no matter whether his memory is right or wrong, even if it is only out of his own compassion, Yaslan Lan didn't want these people to die under his nose.

It's a pity that Aslan didn't come as a magician, otherwise he could have forged these soldiers with relatively easy-to-use individual mechas. In a frontal confrontation, at least the group of solemn knights obeyed orders perfectly and were not afraid of death. This is not comparable to these ordinary militiamen.

After creating the supreme masterpiece, for Aslan, it is not difficult at all to create an action mecha for individual use, damn the restriction, but if he really descends as a magician, his combat power will become There is a problem, and the magician cannot come with his own dragon.

Although there are some complaints, it is indeed the best solution at present.

"Everyone is on alert, those annoying knights are coming again!"

Those so-called annoying knights are, of course, solemn knights. Perhaps because the resistance forces outside have not been completely resolved, there are far more solemn knights wandering outside than imagined.

But for Aslan, these reminders are not to hunt them down at all, these knights are here to give them equipment!What a man!Knowing that the equipment on their side is too poor, so they specifically bump into the team they are in. It is touching, it is really touching.

"Meluxin, just like before, just twist their heads off, and don't destroy the armor they are wearing!"

Although these armors are all made of magic power, they belong to relatively ordinary materials, but resources are scarce now.

It's just that this time before Aslan and others could do anything, arrows pierced the wind from a distance, and inserted them into the gaps in the knight's face armor with incomparable precision. The face armor, from the position of the eyes, directly took the lives of these solemn knights.

To make every arrow so precise, apart from having a pair of sharp eyes, this person must also have very good bow skills, but presumably among all bow-rank heroic spirits, this should be regarded as The foundation of the foundation.

If you can't even do this, then you must not be a traditional archer.

"It seems that I came at the right time. I hope you don't dislike my sudden intervention of trivial help."

A hearty voice came from the side, and a black-haired archer came out from the side. Mei Luxin rolled her eyes slightly. In the sea of ​​her heart, she hadn't shot for hundreds of years. Lan's Noble Phantasm summoning, it's rare that Aslan gave an order, and it's rare that I can enjoy Aslan's orders and instructions during this period of time as a servant Noble Phantasm.

Although the strength shown by Aslan on weekdays has already made her very happy, this sense of command being used as a tool still makes her have a different kind of happiness.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Archer Arash. I belong to the opposite side of the king who sits in the holy city. I can barely be called the rebel army? You can call me like this, even if you call me big brother."

Gareth rested his chin on his hand, looked at the archer in front of him, and there was more thought and memory in his eyes. She had heard from Kay that there were rebels in this world, but at that time She was still quite hesitant, wandering around in this world all the time, and never looked for this organization, until her companions fell down one by one.

"Rebels... are you trustworthy people?"

Gareth clenched the spear in his hand. She needed to be extremely careful and pay attention. He had already taken many wrong paths before this, and this time he must not make the wrong choice again.

Aslan patted Gareth's shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, this servant in front of you can be trusted. The great Persian hero Arash doesn't bother to lie."

Arash scratched his hair, and the smile on his face became brighter, "It's really an honor to be praised so much, but this shouldn't be a place to talk, right? How about we go back to the base of the rebel army first? There It is a place that the knights of the round table have not discovered so far, and it should be safe in a short time."

Now there are not so many refugees in the mountainous area, even if all the population in this small town is accepted, there is no problem.

Originally, the entire town was migrating towards the mountainous area, so it is not too far away from the mountainous area. Of course, such a large-scale migration is also thanks to the fact that this place is not an endless plain, and there are so many dilapidated cities as cover. In addition, all the wandering solemn knights were wiped out, and there was no way for the holy city to control their movements for a while.

"Speaking of which, what are your plans after you rebel against the organization?"

Aslan set his sights on Arash. He didn't believe in the current resistance organization, and there were no arrangements. The great Persian hero scratched his face, but he didn't hide it. Two Hassans were going to assassinate the round table News from Knight Mordred.

After Aslan and Gareth heard about this arrangement, the expressions on their faces changed. Arash was a little puzzled, why did he feel that the two in front of him had a tendency to be pessimistic about their choices...

Aslan wiped his face with his hands, then sighed, "Be prepared for those two Hassans to sacrifice... Mordred himself is a first-class servant."

"In addition, Sir Mordred gave the king the protection of running amok, and now Sir Mordred will only be stronger and crazier than she used to be."

Gareth added to Aslan's words, and the whole team was silent for a while. Of course, Aslan knew that there was the crowned assassin in this world, but Aslan didn't think he had the eloquence to persuade The opponent, after all, mainly needs to rely on themselves to fight.

"However, even if the assassination fails, Mordred cannot retreat completely. In other words, this moment is indeed the time when the holy city's defense is weakest."

Chapter 109: Let's have a live broadcast of Shengba~

Tristan was injured, even if the injury was not so fatal, it would not be possible to recover in a short time. If the Lion King punished him, then the recovery of the injury would definitely be affected. Under Hassan's offensive, he will definitely not retreat unscathed. This is the assertion that Aslan can say after knowing Hassan.