lost narrative poem

Chapter 685 "Surprise"

Gao Wen roared with a ferocious expression, completely bursting out with his own anger.His face no longer had the refreshing smile it had before, but was as ferocious as a Shura ghost.

This is the curse that Knight Gawain has buried deep in his heart. A perfect knight and a prince on a white horse are nothing but appearances.It's not that he is a hypocrite in disguise, but that unimaginable resentment and pain are buried under this appearance, as well as that deep self-blame!

Every footprint in life is covered with dust called regret.But who can be like him, even after death, he has to curse his own stupidity over and over again, and in the abyss, he screams with remorse, frantically trying to catch the slightest hope that is unrealistic?
He regretted that his stupidity and impulsiveness had brought about the king's end, and accepted that his personal grievances to Mr. Lancelot and even his infidelity were all caused by his own immorality.

Never forgive yourself, never forgive yourself!
so!so!If there is a second chance, this body will only exist as the sword of my king!Other than that, nothing else is needed!What chivalry, what knightly principles, all of them are the most rebellious and stupid, the real knight is only the cornerstone under the king's feet, the sword in his hand!
Cornerstones don't need to have a mind of their own!The sword will never betray the master's will!
That's right!As long as this is enough!
Just like the kings in the past chose to kill their emotions and humanity in order to protect their subjects, now it's their turn to do so.If this is retribution, they are absolutely willing, even ecstatic to accept this retribution, obliterating their own feelings and humanity, just to protect the existence of the king...

"...!!"

But at this moment, Bedivere on the opposite side was extremely astonished, his mind was even blank, and he was completely unable to make any thoughts.

It's not that he was intimidated or deterred by this killing blow. After all, it is impossible for a knight who has experienced many battles to make such a low-level mistake.Rather, he was shocked by Gao Wen's determination and belief. The conflict of beliefs left him confused and blank, not knowing who was right.

Obviously, he has lived for this reason until now, but now he suddenly started to fear.

Just because the journey was extremely difficult, if he still didn't get the corresponding reward in the end... Thinking of this, he was so afraid that he couldn't breathe, he was afraid of these uncontrollably, and he was terrified of his choice.

Fear of your own behavior, worrying about whether you are doing the right thing, worrying about whether you have done something wrong, is it the most correct choice to be like Gao Wenqing and the others?

Because there is no doubt that even though the three of them tore their faces in an instant, they blatantly killed their former companions and former comrades-in-arms, declaring that as long as they were obstacles in front of the king, no matter who they were, they would be killed without mercy!So cold-blooded and ruthless, so fierce and cruel, like a beast without humanity and emotion.

but……

I don't know why, seeing them abandon their honor and spirit so resolutely, abandoning everything in the past, even throwing their proud insistence directly on the ground and crushing them, they would rather degenerate into Shura and beasts than become The Awakening of My King's Sword——

Bedivere was stunned to feel that maybe they were the real "knights", and their unconfused hearts had forged a belief as firm as a stone.

It is precisely because of this that they will not hesitate to abandon all the noble qualities they once had, and willingly become inhuman beasts... because this is definitely not a fall for them, but a dream of salvation!
This is an opportunity they will never get until they die, an opportunity to correct their past mistakes and make up for their past regrets and remorse!
"Mr. Bedwell——!!"

Matthew screamed shrilly, but it seemed that she couldn't keep up with the support anyway, and could only watch the tragedy about to happen in distraught.

Clang!

However, at the critical moment, a group of jet-black mist that seemed to materialize suddenly appeared, and the big sword protruding from the black mist firmly held the knight Gawain and accelerated to the limit, and he could definitely strike with a single blow. The ultimate slash of a hill!

"Who?!" Gao Wen was shocked and angry.

He was completely unaware of the approach of this intruder, and even after the other party made a move, he was shocked to find that someone actually appeared in his perception.

It was a tall swordsman in a black robe, with a pale skull mask on his face, and a faint blue flame burning deep in his eye sockets, which seemed to be the fire of the soul of the undead. Deterrent, very scary.

Moreover, the black robe on his body didn't reflect any light, as if it could swallow all the light. Just being there, the surrounding space suddenly became dark and dim, and there were traces of fog visible to the naked eye. A shape of black aura radiated and lingered around the edge of his body outline.

That's why his sudden appearance seemed to be an illusion that a mass of materialized black mist suddenly emerged from the void, permeating and spreading.

"Hassan Sabah. He came from the valley just to take away the living." The black-robed swordsman said in a deep voice, answering the knight Gawain's question.

"Hmph, brash! Since you are stupid enough to take the initiative to run in front of me, Gao Wen, I will kill you as well!" Gao Wen snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted his strength to overwhelm the opponent's strength in this stalemate. His magic power increased and his power burst out, but the big sword remained motionless, as if it was welded to death in that space.

The Holy Sword Caventine couldn't suppress it at all, and he immediately showed surprise:
"Wait, wait! How is this possible?"

He should be undefeated during the day, especially in the environment where there is still direct sunlight at noon. With his special physique of "Holy Numbers", his strength will be three hours from nine in the morning to noon, and three hours in the afternoon. During the period of three hours until sunset, it has tripled.

This also shows the Celtic sacred number "3", so it is named "Holy Number".But the black-robed swordsman of unknown origin in front of him could resist his triple power burst so easily?
"..."

"..."

The black-robed swordsman was silent about this, because there was nothing commendable about it. If he was in his prime, he didn't even need to use his sword to block the sword just now, he only needed to wave his cloak. ...

It's a pity that the time is really too short, and the situation does not allow him to slowly heal himself and return to his full state.It is very helpless to rush to rescue the scene just in time to remove the curse and the weakness caused by the curse.

But it was also because the magician was too terrifying. If he couldn't think of a reason, the black-robed swordsman would have doubted that the result of his escape was because the other party deliberately released water to achieve some more terrifying conspiracy. .

A whistling storm followed, and the thick lead cloud that was pierced, torn, and chopped by a single shot of the holy sword once again gathered from all directions, rolling and turbulently converging into a sea of ​​clouds and sky, cloudy clouds covering the sky and closing the sun, It completely covered the direct sunlight at noon.

The entire sea area suddenly became dark and gloomy, and the grayness looked particularly depressing, with a feeling that a storm was coming.

Gao Wen's face changed slightly, and he felt his own powerful strength fade instantly.

"Holy figure" has a special physique, but it also has the weakness of "unable to get rid of the shackles of the legend", and the black-robed swordsman in front of him seems to be very clear, directly targeting his weakness.

……

……

at the same time.

"Tsk tsk, it's really wonderful..."

On the top floor of the Tower of Glory that stands on the British island, the magician moved a small stool, sat by the open window and leaned against the guardrail, while looking at a certain direction in the distance, while reaching for a handful of popcorn, Stuff it into your own mouth.

A small table was set up next to him, and it was filled with exquisite snacks and tea. The silver-haired red-eyed doll maid was stooping expressionlessly, holding a silver teapot, and filling his cup. Warm black tea... All in all, it's really not a big deal to watch the excitement!

"Although Artoria's acting skills are not very good, the script is going smoothly..."

Xia Ran looked away contentedly, knowing that this good show had come to an end for the time being. According to the comparison of power between the two sides, it was barely four or six. hope.

Gawain, Lancelot, or Tristan are all servants who can count as thousands of riders, let alone this, but the main force opposite Chaldea is also the three knights of the round table, which is very slow.

Not to mention that the overall comparison of power is insufficient, even just standing on the opposite side with the king and resisting their master has made them inherently weaker in terms of will, spirit, momentum, etc. , can't play 100% at all.

Just like Mash, she gained great power because of the fusion of Galahad's spirit foundation, but as a human being, she got the ability and treasure of a servant...but in turn, she was also influenced by Galahad. The influence of De Lingji also exists as one of the Knights of the Round Table.

So it is impossible to be determined. After knowing the fact that the Lion King is King Arthur, hesitation has appeared in her body. Even Galahad's spiritual foundation, who has no desires and desires, is also resisting the confrontation with the king. Things, fear of standing on the opposite side of the king.

As a result, the situation is really very bad. There is an obvious gap in the overall strength, and one side is the fanatical and twisted King Chef, who has a crazy buff, and the other side is also the three knights of the round table, but they are all If the staff is tied up... what will happen, isn't it a matter of course?

However, just as Xia Ran expected, there will always be key figures to save the scene at critical moments, and the Crown Assassin appeared at the most critical moment with his great sword on his shoulder.Although the next development can be imagined, Chaldea and others have to stay one or two, and it is impossible to retreat completely.

But it's better than being wiped out directly, and there is still a chance to recover, but this is also a follow-up arranged by Xia Ran, no matter what they have, there is only one way left——

That is to come to this tower in the end and confront him.

"I think that Artoria's lack of acting skills may be the best acting skill in this matter, Master..."

Charlotte, who was standing on the side, spoke calmly and expressed her opinion.

"Well, there is indeed some truth to what you said." Xia Ran thought for a while, and admitted that her opinion might be correct, and she really wanted to follow the arrangement in her script completely, and let King Arthur vent her sadness and anger, so that This is to torture the conscience of the Knights of the Round Table...

The sense of violation is too strong, and it is very likely that people will see that something is wrong.On the contrary, it is now like this, the knight girl's good reading and sullen face are the best effect, and the group of knights directly make up for reasonable reasons.

"But it's such a pity, I really want to see her crying bitterly, accusing those knights who have betrayed her trust..."

The magician still felt a little regretful, and couldn't help but think of himself who desperately closed his lips and suppressed the cry at the end of the Battle of Camlan. He was so sad that he couldn't breathe. In the end, he looked down at the end of Britain and let out his voice. Crying girl.

So Xia Ran couldn't help but feel that although the knights of the round table seem to be in pain, the pain is far from enough. It is necessary for them to listen to the passion that their king has been hiding in their hearts. Sorrows and rages that tear the breast of the listener, wailings that curse the world.

But it's a pity that Artoria didn't cooperate, and decisively ignored the rude requirements marked in the script, just like a clumsy third-rate voice actor who just debuted, read all the lines with a straight face, and then The show is over.

"Considering that you, Master, plan to lead Mordred to obtain the title of King Arthur's son and inherit the throne of Camelot, the master-slave relationship may deteriorate further, so my suggestion is not to be involved in this matter. It's asking too much..."

Charlotte said very calmly, as if she couldn't help but sighed slightly.

"Well, that's right..." The magician nodded again and again, feeling that what the head maid said made sense, but he also looked at Charlotte with some doubts: "Wait, I obviously didn't say anything, Charlotte, you How do you know my real plan?"

"You don't need to think about this kind of thing, you know it, Master, how could you miss such a great opportunity..." The delicate doll girl replied blankly, expressing that she has no idea about her master's character and behavior patterns. Knows well.

He can deduce the most likely future without deliberately collecting information. In a sense, this person is too easy to understand.

"Ahem, okay...but don't tell Artoria, I'm going to give her a surprise." Xia Ran was also a little embarrassed, and could only cough dryly, cleared her throat, and said so in a serious manner.

"Don't worry, Master, I won't tell her..." Charlotte replied venomously, "Anyway, it's not me who will be chopped off."

(End of this chapter)