Roland, become my Noble Phantasm!

Don't look at Hassans as assassins, but it is precisely because they are assassins that they are more determined to sacrifice their lives, or this is the normal state of their lives, and before their beliefs were distorted, the legendary The old man in the mountain will personally take their lives.

In other words, when they became heroic spirits, they still adhered to the belief handed down by the old man in the mountain. When Hassan is your companion, you can completely trust them. They will never disappoint your trust and will carry out your will until the last moment. .

"How many fighters on your side can act?"

Arash didn't hesitate after hearing Aslan's inquiry. Since he entrusted his trust, he should trust to the end. The residents who followed Aslan and the others really trusted Aslan. It can be clearly felt that if it is only to liquidate their resistance forces, acting will not be able to do this.

What's more, his clairvoyance can already see a certain future, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly a companion.

"Besides me, there are three Hassans who can act together."

Arash, Cursed Wrist, Tranquility, Hundred Appearances, the four combat powers are the same as the original story line, but it's a pity that the only one who can fight head-on... Maybe only Arash?Now even if he joins Arras and the others, he, Melxin, and Gareth are just added.

Let's talk about the opponents, the Lion King has not yet recovered to full strength, Tristan and Mordred are injured, but the Knights of the Round Table still have Gawain, Lancelot and Aggavin.

Although Agguiwen didn't want to protect him, he was also a civil servant, but in the original story line, after turning his subordinates into madness with obsession, he insisted on killing Lancelot.

In addition, Gawain's night protection can keep it at its peak state, which is the legendary triple Gawain, and Lancelot's protection can be regarded as a defense enhancement, which means that the remaining three are not injured. None of the knights of the round table is easy to mess with.

But if it is possible to directly knock down Gao Wen when he enters the city, it is impossible to directly win a battle and solve this singularity directly. What's more, after I reversed, all the values ​​​​will not be worse than Gao Wen, as long as Gao Wen is turned up, then I will also turn it up, so what are you afraid of.

"I am going to attack Camelot while Camelot has not recovered."

Arash didn't say anything. This approach is not feasible. Instead, he thought about it seriously. After all, what Aslan said was indeed reasonable, "Speaking of which, the next holy selection is about to start. If you want to surprise, Mixing in with the crowd may be the best option."

Aslan raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly had an idea in his mind, "You said, what if I used a little trick to make some magic dresses and broadcast what happened on the day of the holy selection to the survivors living in other cities?"

I have made Gundam myself, and small objects like this real-time live broadcast can be made with a little effort. The survivors have hope for the Lion King, isn't it because the Lion King can keep them alive?But if these survivors find that the Lion King has no way to save them all, and even wipes out most of them, what choice will they make?

At that time, even if their raid failed this time, it will be possible to prevent more people from going to the new Camelot to die. , rushed to the sky to block.

Arash looked at Aslan's slightly widened eyes. As a heroic spirit who had participated in the Holy Grail War, of course he had seen some modern products. Already have.

From Arash's point of view, what Aslan meant was to broadcast the truth of the divine selection in the same way as a live news broadcast.

"It's amazing! I didn't expect you to have such abilities!"

Judging from the armor and equipment on Aslan's body, Aslan doesn't look like a heroic spirit in the future, but it is really surprising that an ancient heroic spirit can achieve the ability of live TV broadcasting.

Could it be that the heroic spirit in front of me has participated in the future Holy Grail War, but if so, it will be even more emotional. After all, the Holy Grail War is not long, and it is not easy to master new skills.

Aslan didn't know what Arash had misunderstood, but it was inevitable that Aslan would not have the chance to be summoned to the Holy Grail War as a heroic spirit.

Having just returned to the eastern mountains, Hassan, who was responding on the periphery, heard the thoughts of several people, then raised his head and looked at Aslan, "If we really want to implement such a plan, then we need to go faster Already, tomorrow evening is the time for the holy selection, is there enough time?"

After all, Aslan needs to make those props for live broadcasting. In Hassan's eyes, Aslan doesn't look like a follower of a magician job. If he is not a magician, it should be difficult to master the props. .

Aslan blinked, looked at the stone beside him, and took out the forging hammer to strike and engrave a series of fairy characters on the stone. After only three or four blows of the hammer, a drone appeared in front of everyone's eyes. , but this drone can only be used for broadcasting, or surveying, and the powerful destructive goblin script, now Aslan can't use it at all.

"This is......"

After playing with the drone twice, Hassan immediately understood its function, then bowed his head respectfully to Aslan, "I'm ignorant, Mr. Aslan.

To be honest, we don't have any better action plan at present, just follow what you said. As for the methods of these instruments, we can leave it to the young people in our village. "

In this way, those heroic spirits who are ready to fight can immediately mix with the refugees and head to the holy city of Camelot.

Arash suddenly raised his bow and arrow, and aimed it in one direction, where several crows flew into the sky, "Crows? Is the feeling of being watched just an illusion?"

Chapter 110: Gao Wen Said You Don't Come Over!

Maybe it's not an illusion, but at least among the Knights of the Round Table, no one's abilities should be related to crows. In addition, this place is only the periphery of their defense line, and the village is still deep in the mountains. These crows seem to have returned to normal. Now kill these crows. There is no need to die, I hope the people behind it don't have any malicious intentions.

For some reason, Arash suddenly thought of the witch who had a relationship with them before. It seemed that except for these rebel forces, everyone else had more or less relationship with that king. Arash, who has read novels and TV series, always has an inexplicable feeling that he is caught in a family theory drama.

But that seems to be quite interesting, probably...

After all, even a hearty big brother will be attracted by the plots of TV dramas and novels.

Although more than one day does not seem to be so plentiful, Aslan is not so cruel that he must arrange a projector in every dilapidated city, as long as the projectors are placed in a few densely populated cities. Survivors will naturally spread the word about what they have seen and heard.

Fortunately, it came in the form of a servant now, so even if you don't sleep all night, you won't have any problems. It takes half a night to prepare all the instruments.

Before dawn, all the servants hurried towards the direction of the holy city. After rushing to the holy city from here, I am afraid that there is only half a day for them to hide their identities.

Passing through a large area that can be said to be a scrapped city, when you come to an open area, the holy city is in front of you, glorious, holy and huge, and there are a large number of solemn knights patrolling the city wall, and the glorious gate stands still , it looks very attractive at first glance. If I am an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would also want to seek asylum from the owner of this city.

Right in front of that city, the Sun Knight Gao Wen will guard the city gate, no one can enter that city without his permission, and Gao Wen, who once led his king to such a strange road because of his own willfulness Wen, this time vowed to stick to this place.

And this time, Aslan recalled with great interest the disguise he had when he sneaked into the Camelot for the first time. This time, let Gao Wen recall his past dark history of being kicked out in seconds. He would tell Gao Wen that even with the nightless protection, he still couldn't stop his footsteps!

Received all the weapons and equipment into his magic dress, changed his hair to brown, and his eyes to ordinary brown and black. Compared with the previous time, Aslan also specially tanned his skin , and at the same time put freckles on his face to make himself more like the people in this area.

You may not find your identity from a distance, but if you face each other up close...

hehehe~

Aslan was suddenly curious about what kind of expression Gawain would show. If he could live broadcast Gawain's expression, he would capture it later. If he had the chance to see a normal Gawain, he would take this screenshot. It must be another fun.

"Ahahaha! My dear Gawain's nephew, uncle...well, uncle? Anyway, the elders are here to give you a present."

While everyone was rushing to the outside of Camelot, in other cities with more survivors, one after another children from the mountains came here with projectors. The arrival of these people did not arouse the curiosity of the local residents. After all, in this At this time in the world, there are too many people who live without a fixed place.

However, when installing the entire projection screen, it still attracted the curiosity and attention of some people.

"Young man, what are you doing?"

The teenager who was installing the projector wiped the sweat from his head, "My adults said that this is something that allows us to see the scene of the holy selection in the holy city of Camelot, so let's think of it as clairvoyance."

After hearing the young man's words, the old man who asked the question had a little more envy in his eyes, "If it wasn't because I am old and the holy selection, I would also like to try it, but it is a pity that I might not be able to travel for such a long distance." It’s better to stay here and linger on your last breath than to die on the way.”

The young man didn't speak. Mr. Arash had already told them the truth about the holy selection, so they no longer had any expectations for the king, but these people were different from the old man, as if they didn't understand anything. of them?At least they could still rely on Mr. Hassan in the past.

But it doesn't matter, the truth about the holy selection will be revealed to the public soon. At that time, these young people will also take on the task of comforting these old people. That holy city is the last hope for most of the survivors. Hope is shattered. It's not something that says calm down will calm down.

After debugging for a few minutes, this screen appeared.

At this moment, it was already afternoon, and the reflected images began to approach the ruins of the holy city of Jerusalem on the outskirts of the holy city of Camelot. These ruins gathered many residents who wanted to pass the holy selection. It's just gathering here, hoping to be sheltered.

Even because of the holy selection, a complete service chain appeared here. When Aslan and the others first arrived here, someone asked if they wanted a tour guide to introduce the basic situation here, and the payment only needed a hard bread and a glass of water.

Although the original Jerusalem was very prosperous, a new city has been built on the ruins of the original Jerusalem. It is difficult to find food and water in these ruins where they are located. Even if they find it, it is a scarce resource. Boy, there is simply no way to fight over where a resource is located.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even if there are also refugees gathered here, the situation that the strong oppress the weak still exists. This is human nature and most people... well... there is no way among hundreds of people The reason for a qualifier to appear.

Holy and flawless, kind and upright, how many people can do this?

Apart from children, I'm afraid there are only those who can be called little saints.

However, because the holy selection was not carried out in full view of the public, the gates were closed and surrounded by city walls, except for those who passed the selection, everyone would be burned to death under the instant attack of the sun, perhaps those who lived in this ruins In the eyes of most people, those who went to the selection should have already entered the holy city.

After all..... nobody came back, did they?

Even those who said "if they pass the selection, they will come back and tell their friends" did not come back, but that must be because the life in the city is so good and they are not allowed to go out at will.

Chapter 111: Selection begins

The live broadcast gradually attracted more and more survivors, following the perspective of Aslan and a group of people, watching the lives of people in the ruins outside Jerusalem.

Although the river has been diverted or even almost dried up due to the large-scale destruction of the vegetation in the perennial battle, at least when the original city has been turned into ruins, the well can still fish out clean water and barely maintain everyone. As for food, in cities that have not been completely destroyed, soil suitable for planting can still be found in the ruins.

For now, apart from the legendary Holy City, living in the ruins of these cities seems to be easier than living in the ruins of Jerusalem outside the Holy City.

Perhaps these people have never imagined that once they are defined as the target of resistance, the light of the Holy Lance will raze this place to the ground, and even in the end, apart from the glorious city, there is only barren soil left on this land A huge pit, and the flames of burning ruins that will never be extinguished.

Perhaps these citizens would resist in the original storyline because some news and rumors about the holy selection came out.

As the sun gradually slanted to the west, dyeing the sky orange red, the crowd preparing for the selection began to gather in the direction of the city gate. Many elders were still comforting their children. Well, apart from apprehension, everyone's faces exuded joy.

No sadness, no fear, the dense crowd is like going on a happy date.

Arash tugged at himself. The cloak he was wearing was used to shield him from the wind and sand. Of course, the more important function of this cloak was to hide their appearance and make them less attractive. After all, among the refugees, Aslan The appearance of a group of people does not look like people who have a bad life.

There is no way to do this, after all, the servants are summoned at their peak stage, if it is not a bug, a heroic spirit is rarely summoned from a different age group.

"It's really too much. I gave everyone so much hope, but in the end it completely shattered this hope. Even if it is to give people death in the final peace, it happens after everything is shattered... ..."

A feeling of lack of mercy, even if these people have no way to live, but dying in peace is far better than dying in despair, think about the seventh singularity, even if you know that Uruk will perish, Gilgamesh Or tell your people everything and let them choose everything.

From this point of view, this lion king who has been goddessized really does not have the courage to be a king. It is also true that the lion king who has begun to become a goddess under the influence of the Holy Lance is naturally looking at all this with the eyes of a god. In the eyes of the goddess, human beings are nothing more than that, so she wants to preserve the human species, even if it is like a specimen.

At this moment, the residents of other cities who were attracted to sit in front of the screen also began to feel the magnificence of this sacred city. Seeing that the tall city wall is completely different from the city wall of the town they live in, no one should be able to destroy it. High, such a solid flawless wall, right?

Some children even couldn't help but feel that when they are able to travel long distances, they must go to this sacred city. Presumably the people living in that sacred city must be very happy, there must be endless bread, and even To be able to drink wine, no matter how the outside world changes, this sacred city must always be like this.

A blond knight wearing white armor and a black cloak walked out step by step from the gate of the sacred city surrounded by other solemn knights. Although the distance was far, Gale Si still recognized who it was at a glance, it was her brother - Sun Knight Gawain.

Is it finally time to face the person you least want to see?

"Gareth, is it okay? If you really don't want to face it, you can call us for support later."

Gareth took a deep breath, squeezed his cloak tightly, although he didn't want to fight with his brother, but he didn't want to look at these residents anymore, one after another fell in front of him. For my younger sister, I should rush up when my brother did something wrong and wake him up, right?

"No... I can do it, please let me fight!"

Arash patted Gareth on the shoulder. He had never personally experienced this kind of sibling fighting, so he would not express his opinions casually. All he could do was tell his fellow fighters that he would fight anyway. Stand by her side.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Arash.......It really looks like a big brother, giving people a reliable feeling."

Gareth relaxed his body, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at his brother Gawain again, his eyes became firm.

The surrounding crowd had already started to commotion, and many people started to walk towards Gao Wen's direction.

"Master Knight! Lord Knight, please look at me! Lord Knight, please! Can we pass the selection?"

Looking at the rioting crowd, Gao Wen still looked like a modest gentleman with a soft smile on his face. He had done the same thing many times, even if his conscience would be condemned, he could still smile now The pain of the killer.

At this moment, the pity in his eyes is genuine, can he not have pity for the dying person?At least he still has a heart.

Like Tristan, his heart has become completely cold because of the protection of the reversal.

"Don't worry, everyone, even if you are not so close, the selection will still come to you, so it is the same wherever you stand, please be quiet, or the selected people will have a bright future, and the selection will also get you Serenity, I assure you as the Knights of the Round Table."

Perhaps it was because Gao Wen's temperament was too gentle, all the people around him became quiet, and at the same time silently prayed that he could pass the selection.

After seeing everyone quiet down, Gawain raised his head and set his eyes on the glorious city of Camelot, "My lord, the people who have been selected for this time have been assembled, please come down." Look, choose the one who can enter the Holy City this time."

All the people present raised their heads, their eyes full of expectations, and even all the people who watched all this in front of the screen couldn't help but look a little more expectant, as if these people passed the selection just like them. Same with selection.

Chapter 112: In the name of Paladin, I have saved these people

A ray of light fell from the sky and enveloped a child.

Gao Wen's face changed, but he quickly returned to normal, his tone was a little emotional, "Is there only one person this time? King, please lead him back to the Holy City."

Guang took the child and flew towards Camelot. The expression on the face of a middle-aged man next to the child changed, "Why? Why didn't you choose me?! I used to manage a city Mayor!! Why didn't you choose me?"

This middle-aged man grabbed the chosen child, as if he wanted to replace that child and become the person shrouded in light.

After seeing such a scene, Gao Wen shook his head, and put away the compassion on his face. Sure enough, such a scene appeared again. At this time, he couldn't help but want to quote Tristan Qing's words. It's really sad. That being the case, there is no need to say more, let's clean up after the selection.

"There is no night where I am, the sun, sprinkle your brilliance here! Those who have not been selected, I will present you with eternal peace in the name of Sun Knight Gawain!"

A ray of light shone on Gao Wen's location. It is not correct to use the light to describe it, but the city gate has changed back to daytime. At the same time, Gao Wen raised the holy sword in his hand and threw it high.

The solemn knights around also raised their weapons. At this time, anyone with no problem in their brains would have noticed something was wrong. The knight in front of him had obviously become less gentle, replaced by a thick murderous look. meaning.

"It's now! Melxin!"

An extremely familiar voice that Gao Wen will never forget suddenly sounded.

Before the glorious Sun Holy Sword fell, a figure jumped out from the crowd, and then kicked directly on the Sun Holy Sword. His physical strength made him ignore that the holy sword was still burning With the raging flames, the sun flew straight back in an instant, hitting the city wall of Camelot.

Before Gao Wen could react, another figure jumped out of the crowd, and the sword in his hand slashed in Gao Wen's direction. If it wasn't for the fact that the night-night ability gave Gao Wen three times his strength, it might have come suddenly. With one strike, the unarmed Gao Wen had no way to dodge it.

Gawain actually thought of dodging a sword again, and then quickly opened the distance. Looking at the sword of brilliant victory, Gawain raised his head and looked at the skin and hair exposed in the cloak, which was completely unfamiliar. Gritting his teeth, the holy sword would not appear in other people's hands, and it actually made a disguise again.

"Tsk!"

Aslan took off his hat, looked at the Sun Knight in front of him, and showed a smile, "It's been a long time, Gao Wenqing, why do I feel that the way of meeting this time is so familiar."

The camouflage on Aslan's body gradually receded, and his golden hair looked even more dazzling under the sunlight, and the holy sword Aslan held in his hand looked far more holy than Gawain at this moment.

"Since the opponent is the Knights of the Round Table, it would be inappropriate to use the pure identity of Aslan Pendragon at this time. I'm sorry, Gawain, I will save everyone present!"

Aslan took off the pendant from his neck with his left hand, and the Gun of Destiny appeared in Aslan's hand. Because of the triple direct characteristics, the current Aslan has both [Paladin·Holy Son: Lancer Yas] Lan]'s spiritual base, it seems that because of the title of the Holy Son, the place where there were only a few enhancement signs hanging under the blade of the Spear of Destiny, there was an extra flag with the imprint of the cross.

The golden light on Aslan's body was gradually replaced by holy white, "In the name of the holy knight Aslan, I will protect these people under the glory of the Lord."

Aslan does not believe in religion, but it does not prevent him from raising the banner of the Lord. At least now that the Crusaders have been destroyed and the holy city of Jerusalem has been destroyed, the appearance of a legendary holy son paladin should be very concerned about the chaos present. The people who got up had a better soothing effect.

The sacred banner was unfurled, and the originally chaotic crowd began to gradually quiet down. Many of them grew up listening to the stories of the Holy Son, Aslan, and even the travel notes written by the Holy Son gradually became It spread and became a reading material for many people when they were young. Now this legendary existence descended in front of them, and directly stopped the attack of the Knight of the Round Table in front of them.