A foreigner's journey

Lancelot in the Final Fantasy world did not experience the platonic love with Queen Guinevere, and there was no rebellion that caused the destruction of Camelot.

The round table is still united, and Lancelot is still the [Knight on the Lake] who is regarded as a role model by countless knights.

He is bold, powerful, helpful, and will never be merciful when facing his enemies. No matter from every aspect, he is the most perfect one among the Knights of the Round Table, so Lancelot is the well-deserved chief of the Round Table. , the other Knights of the Round Table were willing to obey his command and opinions.

Lancelot, the invincible Knight of the Lake.

Bang!

The huge lance clinging to the surface with strange scarlet lines knocked a mercenary who had no time to escape, including his horse and man, to the ground. Lancelot threw away the lance and used the dark blue full-coverage mask that covered his entire face. Scarlet light overflowed from the helmet's eye slits.

All around him, there was smoke and blood-stained ground. Occasionally, there were sad but weak screams, but more of them were dead bodies and scattered broken weapons.

One man and one cavalry destroyed a total of 74 Blood Hammer Cavalry, 115 Imperial Yoda Army Infantry, 65 Imperial Yoda Army Archery Team, and six bronze Urban cannons.

In front of Lancelot was the Yoda Empire Army General 'Big Mountain' Roswaal who was barely standing and a few surviving personal guards. The rest who dared to resist were all killed by Lancelot.

"What a brave knight."

‘Big Mountain’ Roswaal is indeed an excellent general of the Yoda Empire Army. Even at this time, he can still calm down and communicate with Lancelot:

"You are not from the Kingdom of Mitlan. That country cannot produce such an excellent knight as you...are you a mercenary?"

Lancelot got off his horse and walked slowly towards Roswaal, the 'mountain', with his hands empty.

And Roswaal is still doing his best to try to persuade Lancelot to surrender: "No matter how much money the Kingdom of Mitland pays you, I am willing to pay five times. In addition, I swear in the name of the 'mountain' given by His Majesty, I am willing to I will serve as introducers to you twelve brave knights and recommend you to become the official army of the Yoda Empire. As long as you are willing to swear allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor of the Yoda Empire, I will even grant you titles and noble status..."

Click.

The dark blue leg armor stood one meter in front of Roswaal. Roswaal could only see endless scarlet light through the gap in the helmet.

Roswaal swallowed and said with difficulty: "Everything I said is true, and I never meant to deceive you."

"I trust you."

A deep, magnetic voice came from behind the dark blue visor.

Roswaal was overjoyed: "So..."

"But please forgive me for rejecting you."

The red light in the gap in Lancelot's helmet became stronger and stronger. There was no cloak behind him but seven metal chains similar to fine cloth strips. These chains suddenly moved on their own, making a sound of breaking through the air and rushing to pierce Roswaal's body. A large amount of blood spattered from the gaps in the luxurious armor.

Ignoring Roswaal's screams, those metal chains pulled the famous general of the Yoda Empire closer to Lancelot and said word by word:

"The Knights of the Round Table will only be loyal to one person, and that person is definitely not the Emperor Yoda you are talking about!"

Before he even had time to beg for mercy, Roswaal's body and armor were completely torn to pieces by those metal chains, and the remaining limbs flew into the sky, falling on the ground, walls, and the faces of the guards.

Roswaal's head spun around in the sky several times, and was finally caught by Lancelot.

When the scarlet eyes glanced at the guards, they suddenly woke up from their previous stunned state and let out a miserable scream: "The mountain... the mountain is dead! General Roswaal is dead!!"

At first it was just a few personal guards, then the remaining mercenaries, and finally the entire fortress was noisily conveying the bad news of the death of their general. Needless to say, the mercenaries who were lucky enough to survive immediately rolled and crawled away towards the outside of the fortress, which suddenly caused the Yoda Empire's army to flee inside the fortress.

The Yoda Empire Army lost its backbone and completely collapsed.

In the distance, the white dog Garda standing on the hill still seemed to be in a dream. He really got this fortress without spending a single soldier. That charlatan didn't lie to himself. A new mercenary group accomplished this amazing feat with only twelve knights!

A hand was spread out in front of Garda: "Sheng Hui, fifty gold coins."

The deafening cheers of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Mitland kept ringing in my ears, which was the most sincere praise given to the [Fire Sword Mercenary Group]. Garda was in a daze and took out a bag of gold coins from his arms and put it into Heather's hand. His eyes still did not leave the twelve brave knights in the fortress, and he murmured: "You guys, are you interested in talking to Mitlan?" Will the Kingdom reach long-term cooperation?”

Heather weighed the money bag and put it into the satchel beside her (picked up from a mercenary) with satisfaction, and then said with a smile: "Maybe there will be another opportunity for cooperation. But, it won't be the next time. This is the price.”

Watching the twelve knights and Heather escorting the cloaked woman away, Garda wanted to say something to persuade her to stay several times, but found that she didn't even have the courage to speak.

In any case, [Fire Sword], this new mercenary group that seemed to pop up out of thin air, made its first appearance in this world perfectly.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Midland rushed to praise the bravery of the twelve knights, insisting that even knight novels could not create such a perfect knight image.

In order to cover up their tragic failure, the fleeing Imperial Yoda Army and the remaining members of the Blood Hammer Mercenary Group would only exaggerate the horror of the [Fire Sword]. In their mouths, each of the twelve knights possesses the power of ghosts and gods that only appear in mythology. It is a terrifying power that only demons possess and cannot be possessed by ordinary people.

Interested people wanted to find traces of the [Fire Sword] and tried to find the secret of its power from them, but found that this new mercenary group was like a flash in the pan. After leaving the battlefield of the fortress attack and defense, no one could find it again. Their whereabouts seemed to disappear from the world.

A few weeks later, the story about the [Fire Sword] spread to the borders of the Kingdom of the King of France [Barinian Kingdoms].

This is a battlefield. Although the Balinian countries are in an alliance, small battles always occur because of the competition for territory. They are all a group of urban countries, and unlike domain countries, their national power is low. Except for [Lana], no one else has a standing army, so they have to hire mercenary groups every time they fight.

On the wall of the castle, a group of well-equipped soldiers were condescendingly watching the small-scale battle taking place on the battlefield outside the castle. One of the parties had gained an advantage and it looked like the battle would be over soon.

The people watching the battle were not the national standing army but the mercenaries. Although the uniform movements and strict discipline were more standardized than those of the regular army, the flags held high were hunting in the wind, with an eagle pattern painted on them.

The leader of this mercenary group wore a set of exquisite and practical white light armor, and his helmet was in the shape of an eagle's beak. He looked at the battlefield below, but his thoughts wandered to an unknown place.

Next to him, there was a dark-skinned girl with short hair who was talking to the leader: "...capturing the fortress just like that sounded like an exaggerated third-rate knight novel." Griffith Si, don’t you think so? Griffith? Griffith!”

After calling several times, the mercenary leader in white armor finally came to his senses and smiled gently: "Sorry, Casca, I was distracted."

"Casca, you are too worried. How could that [Sword of Fire] be the opponent of our Eagle Group?" A man with a ruffian look laughed carelessly: "You know the Eagle Group Well, the leader is Griffith, and no one can be Griffith’s opponent.”

"Gorkas, shut up!" A girl named Casca scolded Gorkas, who was obviously much older than her. The latter shrank and wanted to retaliate, thinking of Casca's height. The frightening swordsmanship had to be given up.

Casca glared at Gorkas again, and then looked at Griffith: "We have spent three months in this castle, haven't the siege team given up yet? Also, the one below is called 'Gray' The guys from Knight Bucketson stole all the limelight from you, Griffith!"

She pointed at a giant man on the battlefield holding a ball-shaped mace and covered with thick armor.

"It doesn't matter."

Griffith smiled.

He had a premonition that the war would end today.

Thanks to Haoyue for the reward of 1500 starting coins

Thanks to Qianji Zhenren and Moubis Baiwei for the 500 starting coins.

PS: Last night I dreamed of a string of numbers. I was overjoyed when I woke up and realized it was time to win the jackpot, but my memory was so bad that I could only remember three numbers after squatting on the toilet. I bought two Lotto bets and the other five numbers were all blindly guessed. As a result, when the lottery was drawn that night, it turned out that I only won those three numbers...

This is what is called giving me a chance but I don’t use it! ! ! I am only one toilet break away from becoming rich! ! !