The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

"daughter?"

Looking at the two purple-haired kids huddled together, the guard knight on the left shuddered. If he hadn't been told, he would have thought the three people in front of him were triplets.

She looks exactly like her father. Could it be that this daughter was split apart?

Since they have come to seek refuge, we cannot expel them hastily. It is also impossible to allow these strangers to move freely in the city. But fortunately, the city lord has already arranged the current handling method in advance.

"Tsk. Someone come this way." The guard waved to the knights who were maintaining order behind the city gate, and four knights immediately stepped out of the queue and came over here.

"This guy wants to flee to Lihe City. Take him and his two daughters to see the adults of the Round Table."

The guard deliberately emphasized the word "daughter".

The four knights who received the order responded immediately, surrounding the three people in the center.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Caster, who was following him in spirit form, with some surprise. Caster just shook his head to indicate that the other party had no ill intentions.

The original plan was just to sneak into the city, then wait for an opportunity to kill Tristan, and minimize the interference from other knights.

They only had three fighters at most. If all the knights in the city attacked them together, they would not be able to escape.

But Lancelot was still a little worried. He quietly approached the knight beside him and asked, "Excuse me, where are we going..."

"Go see the Lord of the Round Table." The knight replied as a matter of course: "This is the Lord's order, and it is also to prevent the infiltration of spies."

"This, what if someone wants to take the opportunity to assassinate me..."

Lancelot put himself in others' shoes and tried to use this to reduce the suspicion of himself and others.

The knight calmly walked a few steps away from Lancelot, but still replied: "The one who can assassinate the lord of the Round Table... Don't joke, the River City there is a joke to them, there is no need to sneak in."

Lancelot thought of Percival again, and dragged his broken body to withstand the attacks of him and Mash, fighting one against two and not losing the upper hand.

Thinking of this, it was hard for Lancelot not to agree with the other party's point of view.

Soon, Lancelot heard a whispered reply from Fujimaru Ritsuka again: "Caster said they didn't lie."

The last bit of uneasiness in Lancelot's heart finally subsided. He followed the other person slowly forward. After about three to five minutes, he saw the so-called fortress center.

As if to confirm what the knight said earlier, there was no guard in front of this building like the famous residence.

The guards pushed open the door, and two of the four guide knights stayed outside. The remaining two knights sandwiched Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other two in between.

[Fujimaru, leave it to me]

As soon as the words in the causal line fell, Caster, who had been hanging at the end of the team in spirit form, was isolated outside the door with a clang along with the two remaining knights.

The corridor was extremely narrow, with torches winding along both sides to guide the direction. After walking along the narrow corridor for two or three minutes, the view suddenly opened up, and the scorching sun shining through the skylight replaced the faint light of the torches.

The knight walking in front was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain at the back of his head and his vision immediately darkened.

Caster's figure appeared out of nowhere, she controlled the shadow to hold up the knight's body and slowly placed it on the ground.

The hand made of shadows wrapped around the face of the unconscious knight, covering his throat and mouth. The sharp spikes on the shadow hand ended the opponent's life without making any sound. She used the same method to deal with another knight behind her who had been subdued by Mash and Lancelot.

"I have used magic to modify the memories of the two outside, and I have also placed a soundproof barrier outside this building." Caster said to Fujimaru Ritsuka, "The Knights of Justice outside will not come to trouble us for the time being."

——A magic trick that modifies memories...

Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils dilated slightly, but Caster had already turned his gaze away from Fujimaru Ritsuka.

——clang!

The collision of metal made a crisp buzzing sound, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound of air, and the torch behind him was immediately shaken by the strong wind.

Mashu picked up a large shield and blocked Fujimaru Ritsuka, then -

——Qiang!

The girl only felt her arm go numb, and the powerful force transmitted from the shield pushed Mashu's body backwards.

But this was not the most fatal thing. Mashu could clearly feel the temperature transmitted from the shield getting higher and higher. The first tongue of fire finally broke through the shield's defense, and the blazing flame licked Mashu's hair on her forehead.

“Keep your head down!”

She heard Caster's urgent shout, and Mashu subconsciously lowered her head. The green magic beam brushed against the shield and hit the flames. The flames and the magic beam collided with each other, eroded each other, and finally canceled each other out and disappeared into thin air.

The burst of air spread out violently, and the dry and hot air made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Mashu felt her hand lighten, and she lost balance and fell forward. But before the shield hit the ground, the black palm circle formed by the shadow wrapped around the shield, abruptly stopping the shield from falling.

Caster gritted his teeth and increased the transmission of magic power. The illusory shadow suddenly became solid, and the shield was forcefully pulled up the next moment.

Caster swung his shield forward in one go.

The large shield spun forward and hit someone with a clang.

From the shadows, the knight's charge was blocked and he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Caster controlled the shadows to pull back the shield.

The light from the torch and the sunlight from the skylight intersected on the man's body, casting a terrifying shadow on his face.

After seeing the true face of the person coming, Caster's pupils almost shrank into a slit.

The person who came was not Tristan as expected. He had blond hair and silver armor, and his body was burning with magic power like the sun.

——The person standing in front of them at this time was Gawain.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 239: Scene : Knight of the Sun

2023-07-29

Caster held a faintly glowing book in one hand, and with the other hand, she scribbled something in the air at a dizzying speed. As her fingers moved, blue-green magical fluorescence would occasionally appear in the air, lingering behind her fingers before quickly disappearing.

"No, it's blocked."

Caster's face looked very unhappy. She gritted her fangs and felt infinitely annoyed in her heart. She could think of attacking Tristan first - then how could the other her, the Lord of Dreams who had the same thinking as her, not think of it.

Even though she couldn't escape during the day in order to maintain the stability of her dream, and even though the Puppet Round Table couldn't move freely in order to maintain the anchor point, this didn't affect the other city where she had replaced the Puppet Round Table.

And in order for them to fight against Gawain in the daytime, the other her would never give them the chance to travel through the fairyland again.

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had been staring at the battle situation with her hands clenched nervously, couldn't help but shift her gaze a little when she heard this. She also had a bad premonition in her heart.

"blockade……"

"Although she is trapped in a dream during the day, she has absolute control over this place. I can't open the passage to the fairyland at all."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face paled. They had camped outdoors for a night just to leave enough time to eliminate all distractions and defeat the enemy during the day, but now -

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the ray of sunlight that shone through the skylight. Even though she was ignorant, she had heard the story of the Sun Gawain.

Caster naturally saw the gloomy expression on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face. She snorted coldly and grabbed the floating magic notebook. The tenth page of ancient yellow paper slowly floated down from the book, breaking and separating in the middle. The two halves of the paper surrounded Caster in the center like loyal guards on the left and right.

The paper turned silently, and in an instant two beams of magic power rushed out. The powerful magic power brought about a shock wave, forcing Gawain to turn around and block it with his sword.

But just before the light beam was about to collide with the sword, the light beam separated to both sides under Caster's control, bypassed Calentin's sword, merged into one from behind Gawain, and turned into a black stream of light rushing straight towards him.

However, Gawain seemed to have eyes on his back and did not hesitate for even a moment. He turned around, drew his arm back and stabbed forward. His series of movements were smooth and flowing. With the blessing of the sun and the excellent anti-magic ability brought by the Saber class, this level of magic could not break his defense at all.

——And Caster knew this very well.

The beam of light hit Calentin, but the expected dazzling collision did not occur. The black magic flow shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye when it hit the sword body - it was not an illusion or a trick, as if the magic power itself was absorbed by the sword body. The beam of light shrank from the thickness of a wooden barrel at the beginning to a diameter of only the size of a fist.

But there was no sign of relaxation on Gawain's face, and his face turned visibly pale.

"Percentage!"

With the sound of friction, Gawain's originally steady steps unexpectedly retreated backwards uncontrollably. Almost instinctively, he wanted to shake off the magic power.

rub--!

Just as he adjusted his steps, the next moment a bright blue light hit Gawain's face. Lancelot's knight sword forced Gawain to draw his sword to fight. Caster's magic lost the obstruction of Calentine and shone directly on Gawain.

Gawain realized that nothing unusual was happening to his body, so he simply ignored the magic. He adjusted his body's center of gravity, and with the force of his arms, the knight's swords collided and rubbed against each other, creating sparks. Even though they were weakened, with the blessing of the power of the sun, the fight between the two knights only lasted for a moment, and the swords quickly fell towards Lancelot.

"Haha!"

Mashu, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his big shield and smashed it down on Gawain's head.

Blood immediately flowed down Gawain's cheeks, but the next moment Gawain had already exerted force to break free from Lancelot's close combat.

He moved his head to bring Mashu's body closer, and at the moment when the girl's center of gravity was completely on top of his body, he charged his left fist and punched upward. The girl's body immediately arched uncontrollably and was thrown upward with the fist.

Seeing this, Lancelot immediately gave up the attack. He jumped up to take over Mash but misjudged the force transmitted from the girl.

After they managed to stand firmly, Lancelot and Mash's breathing became extremely heavy.

Looking at Gawain's series of defensive moves with ease, in just a few breaths, Caster made a conclusion in her heart. She looked back at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and a hint of cruelty gradually emerged in her eyes that was incompatible with her cute face.

——Everything is over, so just give up! Even if I can't get it, you can't succeed!

Her gaze immediately attracted the attention of Fujimaru Ritsuka. Caster looked at the girls covered in warm halos, and the tenderness in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Fujimaru, it's not time to give up yet." Her voice came from inside Fujimaru Ritsuka's head, and Caster had already closed his eyes while speaking. The magic notebook floating beside her stopped wandering erratically and quietly lay in front of her body - she needed to devote all her energy to unleash this technique.

Caster's voice was still speaking in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind:

"I can't defeat Gawain in the daytime, and I can't fight him at night, but there is still some time left, until the sun sets. Please help me buy that time."

……

So strong——

Unlike Percival who was as solid as a solid wall of iron, the strength of Gawain in front of him came from the dual crushing of strength and endurance.

——Will my future self be able to compete with this monster?

Lancelot recalled the story about the round table that Matthew had told him. He glanced at Matthew, and the feeling of unreality in his heart was quickly replaced by a sense of certainty.

Lancelot straightened his chest and wanted to call on Caster to perform a combination skill again, but he found that Caster had closed his eyes.

Clang——!

The sound of metal clashing was heard from the front. Mashu raised her shield to block Gawain's sneak attack, but her trembling calves showed that the girl was reluctant.

Lancelot immediately stepped forward, unleashing his magic power and swinging the knight's sword once again. The indestructible lake light burst into a dazzling blue light curtain. The first red stigma lit up on the back of his hand, quickly dyeing the blue light curtain a scarlet color.

Gawain turned around to meet the enemy, but was easily forced back because he was in too much haste.

"Lancelot, Mashu!" Fujimaru Ritsuka seized the opportunity and spoke as quickly as she could to encourage him, "Try to hold on until the sun sets. Caster said to leave the rest to her."

"Delaying the war? I understand, Master." Mashu gritted his teeth and agreed. Although Lancelot was a little hesitant, he could only nod when he saw Mashu was so straightforward.

He didn't understand what to do when facing such a dwarf like Gawain, nor did he know how long he could hold on.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, a very subtle hope did arise in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 240: The Elves Reverse and Break the Oath

2023-07-29

The sun was setting slowly in the west, and the light coming in from the skylight also dimmed. Without the light source, only the dim red light of Gawain was left in the quiet room, but this bleak red color only highlighted the desperate situation of Lancelot and Mashu.

The Command Seals have been exhausted, and now it depends on which one will run out first, the blood or the magic power.

What's worse is that in addition to the threat from Gawain, there have been constant sounds of people banging on the door from outside since the beginning.

It was obvious that the considerable movement on their side had finally attracted the attention of the knights from outside, and the battle that was originally intended to be a quick victory had to turn into a protracted war.

Lancelot only had time to prop himself up, and when he looked up he saw Gawain approaching them with his sword hanging down. From the corner of his eye he saw Mashu who was also on the verge of her limit, and Ritsuka Fujimaru who was unable to stand behind Mashu due to overdrawing his magic power.

The remaining sunlight on his face stung Lancelot's cheek like a cold steel knife, and the setting sun was slow to set.

Crisis, crisis has occurred again.

He looked at Gawain who was fighting as if he had been programmed to do, at the conspicuous scratches on his bright silver armor, at his gaze which was still cold under the refraction of the sun. However, he seemed to see Percival raising his spear once again at him and the others in the night. The depression accumulated in his chest somehow burst out at this moment.

"Knight Gawain, I heard you are the second of the Round Table."

The young father took a few steps forward with difficulty, trying to stand in front of his daughter. Lancelot glanced at the petite magician who had her eyes closed behind him. He gritted his teeth and continued, "What? You are just a defeated opponent of mine."

He wanted to stimulate Gawain through words. If he could make Gawain release his treasure out of anger, then Lanmaroc, whom he failed to meet in the end, appeared before Lancelot's eyes. He couldn't help but clench his fists.

But he obviously misjudged the nature of the so-called puppets. Gawain followed the instructions of Lingji and diligently killed and even delayed the three people. There was not even a ripple in his turbid light-colored eyes.

He kicked the ground hard, and in the next moment Gawain's sword had broken through the short distance and reached him. Lancelot watched the sword edge getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

Lancelot blinked as his vision spun around, and only realized that he had been pushed away when his face hit the ground. He caught sight of someone desperately swinging a shield, but the shield moved so slowly that Gawain's sword had already penetrated the defensive circle.

Everything happened too fast, in just 0.3 seconds. Lancelot wanted to stop it, but these 0.3 seconds separated his desperately outstretched hand and the place he was looking at into two different worlds.