It is impossible for human beings to exist.

Or...the poor people who were forced by the environment have already compromised...

They will give in to their survival instinct.

It was as if during the period when Lixiang and others were promoting the talks, countless refugees who were pale and emaciated and no longer looked like human beings were so hungry that they spoke nothing.

They are hungry, crazy, and there is no light in their eyes. They have lost their sanity and dignity as human beings, and even their humanity and character.

These are people..

But it is not.

They are poor people who have degenerated into zombies in order to survive.

If it becomes like this, it's no use...they can only survive by hating and envying others, and no matter how intense the negative emotions are, they can't prolong their lifespan.

"All of this... was caused by Solomon who wanted to destroy human nature."

Thinking of this, Li Xiang suddenly raised his head, his eyes like a bird of prey, sharp and resolute.

He knew who was responsible for the misery in this place.

After witnessing these tragic scenes, the boy's mind became more stable.

however--

No matter how much anger we have, we cannot inflict it on the people who have been harmed by the villains.

Facing this group of hungry and crazy monsters.

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu never killed anyone.

After solving this problem, he even used the limited water resources in the hope of bringing these crazy people back to their senses.

This kindness, this golden quality.

It is worthy that he and Mashu can be the protagonists.

The act of repaying evil with kindness is not worthy of praise, but it is respectable.

"Those on the list are all good talents..." Master Kame smoothed his beard, looking at the scene and thinking of his beloved disciple Goku...

"...He's a good person!" Saitama looked at the young man's kind appearance, and his brows, which had been furrowed in anger because of Goetia's atrocities, relaxed.

Good deeds will eventually be rewarded.

This statement is not made in vain.

Although there is some exaggeration in this regard, there are individual cases in reality.

The spectators in the heavens originally thought that these poor creatures, who had been tortured beyond human form by the disaster, would scramble frantically for water.

Unexpectedly.

These people were crazy just a moment ago.

After hearing that they were going to the Holy City, I hesitated for a moment and then told them about the Holy City in their eyes.

That is the city-state created by the sacred Lion King.

He was also a good man who killed the Crusaders.

It is said that the dream city has everything——

But ah..

"I advise you...if you don't want to die, don't go."

"The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is... It's best not to get close to the city walls. If you don't want to die... Go back to the desert."

A message of gratitude.

This also casts a shadow on Ritsuka's vision of the prosperity of the holy city.

Ritsuka saw something deeper behind the refugees' slightly grateful gazes...

It is an emotion called fear that is hidden deep in the eyes and engraved in the soul.

The Holy City is the home of the knights.

This is also the camp to which the knights belong, based on the intelligence Ritsuka and his companions have learned so far.

Is there really something fishy going on in the Holy City?

With confusion and puzzlement, Lixiang embarked on his journey again.

In the evening, they were finally able to contact Dr. Roman and his team in Chaldea.

The stone in my heart finally fell.

But I never thought——

Not much time to rest yet.

The sound of fighting broke the tranquility of the desert night.

Follow the sound and trace it.

There was a confrontation between a knight with flaming red hair and an assassin in a black robe.

But..the weird thing is.

Behind the assassins, there were countless people who were so terrified that they had lost all other emotions and were lowering their heads timidly.

They are afraid..

Fear this red-haired knight!

Chapter 100. Gawain: The Numbers of the Saints

knight.

Renowned for fairness and integrity, he extols the eight virtues.

It is a position that is expected to carry the most sacred mission.

During the Age of the Gods in Britain in Europe.

There was such a knight.

She pulled out the sword from the stone.

Put down the civil strife in Britain,

Expel demons and other creatures from the peninsula at that time,

The ideal city of Camelot was built in the desolate and barbaric land.

He is Arthur, the protagonist of "The Legend of King Arthur".

As a world-renowned figure, she also has a group of world-class subordinates under her command.

Known as the 'Knights of the Round Table'.

They helped Arthur build his ideal kingdom.

In panhuman history.

Camelot will always be Arthur's city-state.

The Knights of the Round Table always supported Arthur.

It's just that we are in this singularity where we have entered into the wrong history.

Everything is biased.

...

The video continued to play, and when you stepped into the area near the Holy City, the next moment, a tense atmosphere emerged.

It was a scene of confrontation between the two parties.

And behind one party there are a large number of villagers.

"This is, Mr. Tristante!?"

"I didn't expect this scene to be included in the editing."

"The actions in the picture are quite brutal..."

Through the video, the Chaldeans fell silent, and Ritsuka imagined wandering among the rolling yellow sand.

The same picture is also given to all the heavens and worlds.

But the most affected or interested by this picture.

Most of them are natives of the Type-Moon region.

A strong person is able to distinguish the kindness and malice of the person in front of him.

Just like in the video.

The protected masses were obviously filled with fear.

Trembling and not even daring to hate.

The only one who showed anger was the man in black robes who was protecting the refugees behind him.

"..."

The positions are strong and weak respectively.

The left side will definitely lose.

Wrong, he is standing on the left. There must be something wrong with a knight standing alone.

His face showed no joy or sadness, he held a zither and sword in his arms, and his aura was majestic.

He has red hair, a calm face, sharp eyebrows and a handsome appearance.

"...Is this me?"

Seeing this scene, Tristante, who was sitting at a corner of the round table, froze in expression.

This appearance, weapons, and dress style could not belong to anyone else.

Are you executing orders yourself?

So..what is this doing?

"Is there a possibility that he is disguised as Knight Tristante?" Gareth, the seventh seat of the Round Table, fluttered his eyes. "This level of disguise is quite common."

However, this reasonable guess was ridiculed by Wang Chu's die-hard fan Aguguiwen.

"Ridiculous! Don't forget, this singularity is named "The Sacred Round Table Domain", which is the domain of our king!" The knight looked at his younger sister with a bitter face, and then cast his eyes elsewhere: "However, even in the British Knight Sequence, there are people who are good at disguise...isn't it?"

His eyes were fixed on Lancelot but he said nothing more.

"...."

"Enough!" Arthur, who saw the argument going off track, said, "Look at this first..."

A clear and majestic voice came out of the girl's mouth.

Aguiwen, who was about to start bringing up old scores, nodded.

He turned around and looked.

Immediately, his face was filled with surprise.

within the video.

At the moment he attacks Lancelot, it is clear that a fight has already begun.

But this was a one-sided massacre.

The sky was filled with sonic blades like a violent storm.

The vast and abundant magical power expanded and spread out.

The sound blades are crushing and exploding to vent.

The air seemed to be much sharper, and when it scraped my skin, blood gushed out like a fountain.

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