hero?it must be me

"Uh, it's just that you don't need to chop off your own head for such a trivial matter, right?"

The sneer on Mordred's face immediately stopped, and she looked at Tristan nervously: "You have to admit your mistake, at most, you should think about it behind closed doors."

Tristan ignored her.

"Well, I do want to know, just the work of clearing the refugees, what is it that makes Tristan so messed up as far as you are concerned."

Aggressive nodded.

And Gao Wen finally understood.

Tristan was sent out to deal with a group of mountain people who escaped from the suppression of Outland before, and he knew about it.

Tristan has been responsible for this kind of task several times, and he has completed it very well, so he didn't think about it at all when he came to the meeting hall.

But now it seems that Tristan has missed it.

No, not just misses.

Look, even capsized in the gutter.

Not only did the mission fail, but he also fled back in such a mess.

That empty left sleeve was probably the price he paid for his escape.

But this doesn't make sense.

The first is the left hand.

They are servants, as long as the injury is not serious enough to cause damage to the spirit core, they can be healed by supplementing magic power and spells.

As Mordred said, Tristan seemed to have organized himself in order to meet the king.

But why didn't Tristan make up for the lack of his left hand?

Secondly, based on Tristan's temperament, let alone Tristan would choose to give up the mission entrusted by the king.

That Tristan may die in order to complete the task, or commit suicide on the spot because of the failure of the task, but in any case, it is absolutely impossible for him to abandon the mission entrusted by the king because he is greedy for life and afraid of death.

unless……

Unless it was in Tristan's judgment, what happened was enough for him to decide that even if he had to bear such a crime, he would return the king's great deeds.

So, what is going on?

"During the mission, I encountered a servant I had never seen before."

Tristan said calmly.

"Oh?"

Agguiwen's tone fluctuated slightly, his expression did not change, but his eyes clearly signaled Tristan to continue talking.

"I am no match for that follower."

"..."

The chamber suddenly fell silent.

Without using any rhetoric, Tristan's evaluation of this unknown servant was so straightforward, but in the eyes of Agriwen and the others, such straightforwardness was a kind of embellishment.

One, so powerful that Tristan, who was given the blessing of [Reversal], did not hesitate to name the servants he was no match for.

"...You mean, on the side of the people of the mountain, there is strong support?"

"No, he is probably a servant who was just summoned."

impossible.

Gao Wen and the others subconsciously wanted to refute.

Although it is true that there will be wild servants summoned by the Holy Grail or the singularity itself, in fact, the holy capital has indeed entertained such servants before, but that is also the previous situation.

Now, with the harsh current situation of this singularity, the possibility that the singularity itself can summon servants is already slim.

As for the Holy Grail...

"Judging from the appearance and characteristics, it will not be the subordinate of the Sun King. If I have to say it, it is more like the same race as the previous Sanzang Master."

"Not only that, he must have dragon blood on his body. That breath is strong, and..."

Tristan's face was serious, it seemed that while talking, he was recalling the scene of fighting Zheng Qi.

"Otherwise, it's hard to explain his physical ability. The result of the fight, I guess, is comparable to the current Gao Wenqing."

Hearing this, even Agguiwen couldn't help frowning.

Can he compete with the current Gao Wen in terms of physical ability?

If other people said this, Agguiwen would probably feel that it was exaggerating too much, and he might be suspected of justifying himself.

But if Tristan said...

"As for my left arm."

Before Gao Wen and the others digested the information, Tristan dropped another blockbuster.

"That follower is holding a dark green chain that is suspected to be the Noble Phantasm of Karma. I can't dodge it. I'm chained to my left arm, and..."

Tristan said in a deep voice: "The chains can have an obvious inhibitory effect on the power of [Blessing]."

"Mr. Tristan, be careful!"

Gao Wen subconsciously scolded.

But he also realized right away that Tristan was not someone who would scare people on such matters.

"In the end, I chose to cut off my left arm to break free from the shackles of the chain, but I also lost my left arm because of it—it can't be cured, at least, ordinary means can't be cured."

Tristan said solemnly: "This should also be one of the effects of the chain treasure, maybe it's some kind of powerful curse...I'm not sure, but I've tried everything I can, and this is the result."

"That follower is very dangerous."

"Furthermore, I can see his nature after fighting against him. It is difficult for him to become a partner, but he is easily persuaded by those mountain people and even the Sun King to become a strong enemy for us."

Having said this, Tristan's expression returned to the sadness of the past.

"That's all I want to report."

"Then, please apologize to the king for me, Assistant Officer."

After saying that, Tristan was about to use his remaining right hand to seduce the demon string Fernot in his arms.

"Wait, wait, I'm serious, are you serious? Don't do this!"

Mordred looked at Tristan helplessly: "How could Tristan be allowed to commit suicide on the throne? How could the father allow such a thing to happen?!"

"If it was King Arthur, he would definitely choose to kill it himself!"

"...No, wait. Put away your bow first, knight Tristan."

Agravin's cold voice interrupted Tristan's movements.

"Your task is to hunt down the mountain people who are protected by the old man in the mountain, but since such a special trespasser appeared during the mission, depending on the situation, your guilt may be mitigated."

"No, even if unknown servants intervene, failing to complete the mission entrusted by the king is my dereliction of duty as a knight of the round table, and it is a mistake."

"And mistakes should be corrected and I should be punished."

Tristan looked calm and spoke as if the one who was about to be chopped off was not his own head.

"...Well, I did receive your report, then Knight Tristan, regarding your punishment—"

"Why are you making such a noise, Aggavin? Could it be that you are organizing a battle meeting to attack the desert?"

Just when Agravin closed his eyes and was about to make the final conclusion as Tristan wished, a majestic voice made the four Knights of the Round Table immediately turn around and line up, kneeling on one knee.

Immediately, a figure, accompanied by a fine silver glow, stepped between the thrones.

At this moment, the knights all bowed their heads.

"king……"

The pure white Lion King has awakened.

Chapter 330 Chapter 30: Lixiang? (caring

"Thank you so much. Not only did you fight off the robbers for us, but you are also willing to be our guard."

In a team of about [-] people, a refugee woman hugged her young son and thanked Matthew who brought clean water.

"No, in fact, we should thank you for pointing out the way forward for us."

Matthew smiled and said: "However, you are all people who have lived on this land, so where are you planning to go when you go together like this?"

It has been about two days since Li Xiang and the others separated from Zheng Qi.

Regarding the direction of the holy capital, they only knew a general idea from the refugees before, and they kept moving in this general direction.

Fortunately, half an hour ago, they encountered this group of refugees who had been attacked by robbers. After rescuing them, Lixiang and the others also got a clear direction guide, knowing how to get to the holy capital.

Therefore, Lixiang decided to escort the team, which was mostly women and children, for a certain distance.

"Where are you going? Naturally, I'm going to the holy capital."

The expression of the refugee woman was a little melancholy: "Now, only there is safe."

"Invaders came, the earth was burned, and the holy land was taken away... However, the Lion King repelled the crusaders and opened the door to the holy land for us! Although I don't know the origin of those knights, I am really grateful They can defeat those hateful crusaders!"

Speaking of this, the woman's tired face seemed to have a bright color.

However, she didn't notice at all the anxious expression on Matthew's face after hearing her words.

"You, are you all going to the holy capital?"

"Of course!"

"Can--"

"Hey, let's drop by, we are also going to the holy capital."

Da Vinci, who didn't know when he came over, grabbed Matthew and said with a smile: "It seems that we can walk to the holy capital together."

"That's really troublesome for you, thank you very much! Thank you very much!"

The woman held the child and was about to kneel down as she spoke.

Da Vinci helped her, waved his hand to comfort her, and asked again: "Speaking of which, does the holy capital also allow foreigners to enter?"

"Of course, it is said that the Lion King will not refuse anyone to enter. There will be a day in the holy capital every month, and a ceremony called Shengba will be held to accept refugees into the city. As long as you arrive in the holy capital on that day, you don't need to worry about anything Already!"

When the woman said these words, her face was full of hope.

"Then how did you get together?"

"Everyone is actually from the same village."

The woman sighed: "After the village is burned, there is no other way..."

"Is the whole village here?"

"About half, because there are people in the village who hate the Knights of the Holy Capital... Those people have chosen to go to the mountain area, where the people of the mountain live."

As she said that, the woman lowered her eyes: "Actually, we were also confused, but the mountainous area is too desolate. If you want to survive...the only way is to go to the holy capital!"

Hearing this, Matthew wanted to speak again, but Da Vinci pulled his palm hard.

"Then we really caught up with the time. Thank you for answering our questions. By the way, let's go to patrol the surrounding area, just in case, and you all have a good rest."

After comforting the woman who wanted to kneel down and thank her, Da Vinci took Matthew a little farther, and joined Lixiang who had watched the entire communication process there.

As soon as they met, Mash couldn't help but speak with a suppressed voice.

"Da Vinci, don't they know the truth about Shengba? Or..."

"If Zheng Qi's words are true, it means that all the losers will be killed."

Da Vinci said in a low voice: "In this way, there will naturally be no way to spread it."

"Then they—"

"Do you think they'll believe it?"

Da Vinci's words made Matthew's throat choke.

In her mind, the expression on the woman's face suddenly became active just now appeared.