Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

It would have been fine if Hall had stated his position, but it was all the more troublesome because of the unpredictability.

Tristan sensed the nearby Agguiwen, hoping that this cold knight and the king's secretary would act as meticulously and without leakage as before.

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At the height of the desert, Pierre Baguier looked at the purple streamer flying from the sky in amazement, felt something faintly, and murmured with a wry smile: "Is this also the arrangement of fate?"

"My lord, I failed to repay your expectations this time."

He knows his treasure very well, and he also knows that the target locked by the arrow cannot escape.

The purple streamer fell towards his head, the arrow missed the target, and the powerful magic power set off a terrible storm, the ground was crushed, and all the magic power in the air was involved.

wow la la la~

Like the soft sound of the collision of bricks and stones, with the sound of the roar, everything was annihilated by the chaotic magic power.

Pierre Bagir's body was vaporized in an instant and turned into ashes.

Boom!

A purple mushroom cloud bloomed from the barren highland where Pierre Baguier was located, and the strong wind swept the surrounding wilderness, and the strong shock wave could be clearly felt on the battlefield more than ten kilometers away.

Chapter 311 Entrust

"Go on."

The secretary of the Lion King, Agravin, gave an order to the army of solemn knights behind him.

The archers put away their longbows and mounted their horses to advance.

The massacre ended, and all the crusaders whose number was several times that of the Suzheng Round Table Expeditionary Army were all killed, only paying the price of dozens of Suzheng knights returning to their seats.

Under the desperate overwhelming power gap, even the last soldier of the Crusaders did not back down, making this war even more bloody and tragic.

Standing in front of the knights of the round table are the humans of this era, the weak that the knights should protect.

Had to kill, had to violate the oath he had made.

The Round Table of The Lion King is exactly that.

The bow knights followed the vanguard and came to the center of the battlefield, their horseshoes trampling through the fragments of corpses.

"It's like hell." Tristan sighed, but the shake and pity could no longer be heard from his voice.

Hall evaded taxes in his heart: "This can be regarded as growing into the person I hate the most."

The battlefield has become a disgusting hell of flesh and blood. Under the scorching sun, the blood seeps into the dry soil, which is so sweet that there are high-pitched cries from the sky, and animals like eagles and vultures circling in the sky are looking for the smell of blood. Come here, just wait for the solemn knight to leave and come down to eat.

The hell in the eyes of human beings is the feast in their eyes. Since ancient times, these beasts circling in the sky have developed the habit of chasing the shadow of war.

Where there is war, there are dead people and there is food.

Gareth, the Knight of the Round Table, stood there in a daze, looking into the distance with dim eyes. The blood and corpses on the ground stretched to the end of his field of vision. The silence was terrifying, in sharp contrast to the screams full of roars and murderous intent at the beginning of the war. It made her wonder if she had just had a nightmare.

However, the angry eyes of the crusaders on the ground woke her up, as if accusing her of some crime.

Snapped!

The spear in Gareth's hand fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face, leaving a clear mark on her dirty face.

She got the "unclean" blessing from the Lion King, and she doesn't want more filth in this world, but now she feels that she is incompatible with this world, and she is the evil of this world.

Gawain came behind his sister, patted her on the shoulder and comforted her gently: "It's okay, Gareth."

"Brother..."

"This is your choice. The great cause that the king hopes to achieve is absolutely evil without any room for excuse. However, even if you practice evil karma, the fact that the king is saving the last hope of mankind at the same time is beyond doubt."

"I know...I know...just, why is it so excessive, why is it so cruel, is this just now, or will it always be like this in the future?"

Gao Wen closed his eyes and sighed sadly: "It's always like this."

"..."

"Brother, can I ask you something."

"no problem."

"After leaving, please burn the corpses on the battlefield. It would be too pitiful to let them be eaten by wild beasts. For them, this land belongs to the Lord's territory. May their souls rest in peace."

Gawain nodded silently. He didn't believe in the Lord, but Lancelot regarded the Crusaders as compatriots, which affected Gareth.

Faced with his sister's almost begging request, Gao Wen had no room to refuse.

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The Round Table Expeditionary Army continued to march, and within 10 minutes of the journey, Hall found that the sky had darkened, the moon and stars were sparse, and under the dark night sky, the only sound of orderly steps of the solemn knights could be heard.

There is also a certain distance limit for Gao Wen's eternal blessing.

Hall recorded the distance, and at the same time sensed a strong wave of magic power coming from behind. Looking back, he saw the direction of the battlefield bursting into flames, intertwined with the day and dyed orange.

Gawain's treasure.

enemy?

No, then only...

Hall thought of many possibilities in an instant.

Gawain has a very good character, and he only treats his friends and companions, so he would not do such unnecessary things.

Hall turned his head, and sure enough, Gareth was also looking at the direction behind, with a complicated expression, like a nun clasping her hands in prayer.

In a moment, the day caught up with the night, and the scorching sun hung over his head again.

"I only enjoyed the tranquility of the night for less than 10 minutes, and sometimes it's not a good thing to be too dazzling." Hall glanced at Gawain who was riding back from behind and complained.

Gao Wen smiled bitterly: "I'm really sorry, I can't control the effect of the blessing. I heard from Sir Tristan that the servants of the Crusaders attacked you. I saw a huge explosion when I was fighting with the enemy. Could it be Sir Hall? for?"

"The next battle will be quite difficult." Hall pointedly glanced at Gareth, which was considered to be acquiescing to Gawain's problem.

"It must be so."

Gawain nodded with a wry smile.

After another half day's journey, the Knights of the Round Table Expeditionary Army entered the territory of the Holy Land, ushering in an endless war, and it took many times longer than before to advance one kilometer.

The Round Table Expeditionary Force has become the public enemy of the world in various senses. Let alone the Crusaders, even the aborigines spontaneously resisted, even if they knew that the end would be dead.

Gareth's performance became quite abnormal. Every time he encountered a battle, he would be the first to join the battle spontaneously, and sometimes he would go out without consulting Gawain or Aggavin, as if he couldn't wait to take all the responsibility of destroying the enemy or It is said that the crime is on her, or that this is just her way of avoiding choices.

Gao Wen saw Gareth's actions and sighed in his heart. From his standpoint, he had lost the ability to guide his sister, and the only one he was loyal to now was the king.

Growing up as a knight of the round table without the glory of the bathing king must feel quite painful about violating the knight's creed.

Soon, the Round Table Expeditionary Army captured an outlying garrison of the Holy Land, planning to recuperate here for half a day before marching towards the Holy Land.

The garrison was not too big, and could only accommodate half of the solemn knights. The soldiers inside had already been emptied, and there was no food left. Even the only well was polluted by the filth thrown down.

The garrison will not affect the recovery of the magic power of the solemn knight, but if an enemy attacks, it means that the garrison cannot be used for defense.

This has little effect on Hall. Setting up a magic circle that gathers the magic power of the leylines can speed up the recovery of the upright knight's magic power.

Serious knights can be regarded as sleepless machines. They are similar to servants, and their actions will consume mana. On the contrary, sleep can restore mana and strengthen their combat capabilities.

After rushing all the way to this point, the solemn knight was already exhausted, and more than half of the magic power in his body was consumed.

It is too reckless and unwise to attack the enemy's hinterland with a tired army, and there are still two days left in the seven sunset times given by the Lion King, which is still plenty of time.

"Mr. Huoer, is it convenient for you?" Gao Wen smiled and extended an invitation to Hall. His handsome face has a relaxing magic power. If you don't know it, you may even think it is the effect of "charm" magic.

A narrative?

The simpler and more bland the rhetoric, the greater the hidden undercurrent may be at this time.

Hall looked at him without refusing, and followed Gawain to the highest point of the castle where he was stationed. The two of them overlooked the entire desolate wilderness, with gusts of warm wind blowing.

Gao Wen found a place to sit down, clasped his hands together and asked carefully: "Miss Huoer, what do you think of Wang's great achievements?"

coming!

What do you think?No matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, the Lion King is looking for something to do when he is idle and bored.

Hall's eyelids twitched, and he replied with a smile: "I have already advocated my position in front of the king."

Gao Wen obviously didn't accept this rhetoric, and he looked at Hall with sharp eyes: "That's only in front of the king. I'm asking about your plan after the king seizes the Holy Land. Whether you like it or not, you will An ambiguous position will definitely not be accepted, neither by me nor by the round table."

"What do you think I will choose?" Hall narrowed his eyes and simply threw the question to him.

Using retreat to advance is a fairly simple negotiation technique that analyzes the essence of the problem and explores the purpose of the person who asked the question.

Gawain had no intention of hiding anything, and said lonelyly: "If I could, I would even want to kill you here. I accompanied you all the way, and the more I got to know you, the more unfathomable I felt. I defeated Lord Mordred easily. Close the other world and kill the enemy's servants. Enemies like you are too scary and intimidating."

The sincerity and fear in the voice do not seem to be fake, and the contradiction formed by the two emotions is even more sincere.

Hall somewhat understood why the knights of the round table in front of him were not hated.

Gao Wen stood up and looked at the direction of the round table expedition with deep eyes: "You advocate the position of a bystander in front of the king, but how can the world accommodate the existence of a bystander? I understand that the king calls himself the Lion King I also understand your intention of standing on the sidelines, no matter how you cover it up, it will not change your thinking of saving the world."

Hall's face gradually became calm, and he realized that he really underestimated the Knights of the Round Table.

Hall advocated the position of a bystander, but the purpose of participating in this expedition was very simple. It would be better to say that he was very clear from the beginning, because he had the same interests as the Knights of the Round Table, so he took such an action.

Hall already knows the next plot development of Chapter 6, all he needs is to ensure that the world is on the correct plot line, and following the expeditionary force of the round table is to avoid any troubles.

The demonized crusader is the target that must be eliminated, and it is also the most likely factor for accidents.

"Why can you make such a conclusion." Hall chuckled.

"Because the king also knows that when you didn't choose the king, the ideal king, the self-proclaimed Lion King, was shaken very strongly. She already knew your choice, but still let your actions go. My eyes see I don’t care about the future of the world, my eyes only focus on Wang, and I see everything in this world from Wang’s eyes.”

Hall was taken aback, and sighed: "Sure enough, there are only Chef Wang and the twisted Chef Wang in the round table."

Gao Wen wondered, "Chef Wang? I don't know how to cook, and I'm not Wang's cook."

"Did you call me here just to say this?"

"No, I have a request."

Hall said bluntly, "It's Gareth."

Gawain was stunned and nodded: "Exactly, she is in great pain now and is still struggling and hesitating. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is heading towards destruction step by step."

"What do you want me to do? I don't mind helping her, but this is not the time to be a therapist."

Gao Wen shook his head: "When Gareth's heart stretched to the limit, when she knew what she had chosen, I hope you can give her another chance."

"Even if you are an enemy of the king?"

"Do you think there are other options?"

"Don't you think you're doing the same thing again? Once again being influenced by an affair, the result of this behavior will lead to the death of the king."

"I have said that I will dedicate myself to the king. My actions will not violate this principle, because this is not my personal judgment, but the king's choice."

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The Round Table Expeditionary Army rested for most of the day, and the Knights of the Round Table and the Serious Knights basically returned to their peak condition. When they were just about to go on the road, the regular Crusaders attacked the door.

Hall stood at the watchtower of the garrison and watched the Crusaders of Desire. There were at least a hundred thousand crusaders, like ants pouring out of their nests, densely covering the wasteland.

"It's strange, where did the Lionheart get so many crusaders?" Hall wondered, the magic eye observed that the crusaders were not normal.

The soldiers were uniformly dressed in black robes, and their chainmails were dyed black. The most bizarre thing was that the color of the military flag was changed to a red cross on a black background. They did not look like soldiers who believed in the Lord, but more like an army of some evil sect.

Hall also indeed sensed the breath of demons or demon gods on these soldiers.

If the Lion King hadn't appeared, the Sixth Singularity would have been the never-ending battle between demonic crusaders and the Holy Land.

The Crusaders were taken away from the Holy Grail because they summoned Ozymandias, and were wiped out by the Lion King's Round Table.

The demonized crusaders are undoubtedly the reason for the birth of the singularity, and the Lion King is the result of maintaining the singularity.

The round table meeting resumes.

Lancelot was rarely anxious: "It's careless. The number and configuration of the enemy have undergone a qualitative change. Although we can destroy them with our current military strength, it is basically impossible to reach the Holy Land within the scheduled time, let alone seize the Holy Land."

Tristan still closed his eyes, making it unclear whether he was sleeping or listening, and suddenly said: "That must be the main force of the enemy. If Lord Mordred is still here, it should be easy to do, and keep releasing the treasures. The real name clears all the miscellaneous soldiers nearby, and then a road can be opened."

The words implicitly blamed Hall.

Gao Wen retorted displeasedly: "Mr. Tristan, please don't forget who helped us get out of the predicament before. If it wasn't for Mr. Hall, we might still be entangled with the enemy in that forest."

"It's very sad, and I don't mean to blame Mr. Hall for what he did, but it is an indisputable fact that we are in a difficult situation."