Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

"This is our choice, our justice."

"I know, but I don't understand... They are just civilians without any fighting ability."

"This is justice, and it is also the coming end of this world. The king is the only existence that can save mankind. When the common people here know this, what will they think of the person chosen by the holy gun? They will also use justice In the name of robbing the right to survive, it poses a threat to the holy capital."

"Aren't they doing nothing now?"

"This is an inevitable result, because they have no choice but to impose sanctions in advance of the outcome."

Gareth froze in place, not only because it was her choice, but also because it was the sad result of being unable to choose.

Even if she chooses to rebel against the King of Knights and is expelled from the Lion King's Round Table, the world will face the same result in the future.

For some reason, she thought of Hall, the miraculous magician who always gave her surprises and hopes, did he know all this?This is why he left here?Can he stop Wang?

Boom!Boom!Boom!

A bell rang in the Pure White City, indicating that something important had happened and a round table was being convened.

After the Knights of the Round Table gathered together, Agvin, who was the secretary of the Lion King, began to ask questions and vote: "According to a report from a man of the mountain, there appeared a man of the mountain and a man called The magus of the Sage of the East helps the villagers there, and if it continues, it will affect Shengba."

Mordred grinned and said, "Magician? There is no one else but that guy, why don't you stay in the holy capital to enjoy yourself, why go to such a poor place."

"It's sad that it can now be established that he is our enemy."

Gareth was silent: "Lord Hall..."

"How to do."

Gao Wen shook his head and said: "I don't recommend acting rashly, we all know that guy's strength, none of us has a chance of winning against him, if we send too many round tables to attack him, it will give the Sun King a chance instead. "

Mordred eagerly shouted: "Let me go! I have nothing to do. Even if I can't kill him, my treasure can destroy that village!"

All the round tables were silent.

"What is the king's verdict?"

"You don't need to alarm the king about this matter. Sir Mordred will attack this time, with the priority of destroying that village. Lancelot, please follow Sir Mordred to act together. If necessary, send Just bring her back, Shengba has just started, no casualties are allowed."

"Approval."

"Seconded."

"Gao Wenqing will be fine if he doesn't leave the holy capital."

"..."

Gareth raised his head, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

Chapter 329 The Great Hero Arash (refresh and read again)

A few days later, in the magic workshop in the East Village, the earth elemental elves hollowed out the entire mountain, fixed the structure, and intercepted the magic power of the spiritual veins as the magic source of the magic workshop.

In a room about the size of a basketball court, Hall stood in the center of the room, layers of magic circles unfolding under his feet, and the blue light emitted illuminated every corner of the room.

One after another, blue runes floated up from the magic circle, disappearing like sparks.

"Structural disintegration."

"Triple differentiation."

"Analysis."

"Reset."

"Foundation laid."

"Refined."

Hall chanted the mantra softly, analyzed Solomon's magic foundation, and weaved his own spirit summoning technique.

The magic base is the imprint engraved on the world. If you want to perform a magic trick, you must use the magic base to realize it.

Generally speaking, there are two types of magic bases. One is the power derived from the [Star], that is, the Gaia side. The original runes that Hall often uses fall into this category.

The second type is much more complicated, originating from the records of [people]. Generally speaking, different countries, different cultures, and different forms of existence will evolve into different magic bases, such as the Eastern magic base and the Western magic base. The magic base is completely different. When a magician arrives in the East, he will not be able to use magic because of the difference in the magic base, or the magic effect will be weakened.

The Matou family is the best example. The Matou family was originally a Western magician. After moving to Japan, they were forced to change the original magic inheritance. The magic blood was also gradually withering due to the rejection effect of the magic base.

Solomon's magic foundation is generally a record of [humans], but it is mixed with the wisdom of gods and the breath of stars. It is a system established in the age of gods when the karma between humans and gods still exists.

The difficulty of analysis is no small matter, it is tantamount to competing with that magic king.

"Remake."

"clear."

"..."

The violent magical reaction burned Hall's magic circuit like a raging fire. Hall's consciousness was shrouded in chaotic and unclear concepts, and he suffered great pain both physically and mentally.

More and more runes burned, and the feedback of magic power became more and more intense. When it reached a certain limit, it suddenly became calm.

Hall's consciousness was like sinking into warm water, surrounded by a warm feeling of comfort, and he gradually fell.

In the corner of the room, Scathach showed a graceful figure, staring at Hall who was submerged in runes, "I really can't stop, what are you doing this time?"

"This breath..." Skaha's complexion changed drastically, and the magic gun was already in his hand.

Burning runes formed a human hand, which suddenly strangled Hall's throat, lifting Hall who seemed to be in a deep sleep.

click ~ click ~

Scathach heard the sound of bones being broken, saw the blue flame ignite from Hall's neck, and his eyes became cold and severe.

"Crown!"

The aura of the crowned servant was not that of the skeleton swordsman she had fought with before. It was more evil and deeper, revealing a cold foreign body feeling, and at the same time she could feel a purer malice.

Magic King Solomon!

Anyone who intends to tamper with Solomon's spiritual base will naturally need to bear the curse of the Magic King.

An ordinary magician would be cursed and burned to ashes just by saying the name Solomon.

Hall was still unaware, deep in his consciousness, Hall saw a familiar figure.

White clothes and red robes, silver hair and golden pupils, his handsome face was always cold and ruthless. He stood in the darkness, staring at Hall, his eyes showed only indifference towards dead things.

Just like a dream, when Hall's consciousness woke up in reality, he found that his body had been burned by the rune fire.

A colorless cubic crystal floats in the rune fire, no matter how fierce the rune fire is, it will remain indifferent.

The Star Cup emitted light, and re-condensed into Hall's body. After moving his hands and feet, he muttered to himself: "This is my magic workshop, so what if it's the magic king's curse."

The magic circle faded, and the runes disappeared in an instant.

Hall turned to look at Skaha who was standing on the side of the room, and smiled: "What can I do for you?"

"There is a new Servant in the village."

"Assassin?"

"Archer, he is a strong fighter."

Archer······

A strange smile appeared on Hall's face: "I see, I'll go out and say hello to him."

The servants that can be recognized by Scathach are basically first-class or above. Combined with the servants that will appear in this world, the identity of the archer is self-evident.

Stella!

Hall vaguely heard the fierce and short roar that had accompanied him day and night.

Scathach asked: "That was just now."

"Solomon, the king of magic, who got involved in his magic, was cursed as a matter of course."

Scathach frowned: "That is the ancestor of magic, how could he emit such a violent breath, and what is the evil that is almost overflowing..."

Hall smiled, without explaining too much, walked out of the magic workshop to the open space of the village, and sure enough, he saw the new follower who joined the East Village.

A man with a hearty smile, wearing blue leather armor, with short black hair, tall and strong.

Beside him, surrounded by a circle of lively children.

"Brother Arash, take us out hunting this time!"

"I want to go to the mountains on the south side. The fruits there are ripe and sweet."

"let's play together!"

"Brother Arash, help me make a bow too! I want to hunt like my father! Can you?"

Arash agreed with a warm face. He noticed Hall's arrival and smiled apologetically at the children around him. He walked towards Hall with a hearty smile on his face: "Are you the magician Mr. Hall that Mr. Curse Wrist mentioned?"

Hall nodded: "It's me."

"Sure enough, I'm a strange and powerful magician as I told you. I am Archer who came in response to people's peaceful wishes. My real name is Arash. You can call me by my name directly."

Hall chuckled and said: "Haha, my name is Hall, I don't have to be as formal as Mr. Cursed Wrist."

Arash looked at the empty place next to Hall, and said hesitantly, "Then I won't be polite, Hall, who is this next to you?"

Found?

Obviously, Hassan, the Assassin with the curse arm, can't feel anything.

Scathach released his spiritual form and praised: "Not only do you have good eyesight, you can even see subtle traces of magic power. Just like your rank, you have a pair of good eyes."

Arash touched his head and smiled humbly: "Hahaha, you are overrated. Compared with you, my skills are not worth mentioning."

Hall smiled and nodded: "She is my contract servant."

Arash praised solemnly: "He is a great fighter. I am afraid that even if I try my best, I have no chance of winning. It is great that you are not enemies."

Skaha smiled and sent out the invitation: "I'm welcome to accept your praise. Since you are also a fighter, why don't we compete?"

Arash smiled wryly: "I'm just an ordinary archer, and I'm afraid I can't meet your needs no matter my compatibility or strength."

Ordinary Archer Arash...

Hall almost laughed.

Although Arash is only a low-star servant in the game, Hall's observation that his spiritual strength is undoubtedly at the top level.

In the Lion King's round table, only Gawain and Lancelot could win against him, and they were all blessed with the Lion King's blessing.

"Strength B, then A, agility B+, and treasure B++, this exaggerated board is almost comparable to Saber."

"By the way, Hall, could you please tell me about the situation in this village? I was just summoned not long ago, so I don't know many things."

"I'm afraid you were summoned because..."

Hall had just opened his mouth when he saw a villager rushing over and shouted in panic, "Lord Arash! Lord Arash! Ah! Lord Hall is here too, that's great!"

Seeing the terrified faces of the villagers, Hall and Arash looked at each other, both having a bad premonition.

Arash reassured: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what happened?"

The villagers panted heavily, and it took a while to recover, and hurriedly reported: "I was investigating from the watchtower on the top of the mountain, and saw an army that had entered the mountain, and there were a lot of them. Judging from the way they entered the mountain, it should be They came for our village."

army?

Hall frowned, and only the Lion King's army would come here. What does it mean to go on an expedition to the mountains without guarding at home at this time to guard against the Sun King?

In an instant, Hall had an idea in his heart.

Since the Knights of the Round Table intend to sweep the East Village, they must have a purpose. The only thing Hall thinks of is himself. In the eyes of the Knights of the Round Table, he may not be as threatening as the Sun King, but he will definitely not be less.

"Seems like it would be fun."

The corners of Scathach's mouth curled up, not hiding his desire for battle at all.

"Army?" Arash was stunned, as if he was a little unclear about the situation, and immediately patted the villagers on the shoulders to comfort him: "You go ahead and inform everyone to be ready to evacuate, and I will go and observe the situation."

"Yes!" The village name left in a hurry.

"The army will come to attack this mountain village, Hall, do you know what happened?"

"Didn't His Excellency the Wrist explain it to you?"

"No, after I was summoned, I met the Cursed Wrist. He pointed out the location of the village to me, and I hurried to a certain place by myself."

"That army is our enemy. We'll talk about the details later. Go and see the situation first."