Lords of Camelot

Xiao Mo woke up in the car and let out a long breath.

"Hey~ Master~ My previous performance must have been super lame~" She said so, and Shizi Jiejieli said that it was true~ She didn't even dare to fart in front of those two, which was completely different from her usual fearless appearance.

"Of course~ I was helpless against those two people. Not to mention their strength, their determination and will were also different. Now that I think about it, I relied on my madness to make it all the way to the end."

"Your king and lord are very scary people to me. It's hard for me to imagine that someone would become such a role model. It's no different from strangling oneself."

The two of them were talking in a relaxed tone, just chatting casually. They were too lazy to think about anything else. They could put aside the Holy Grail War for now. They needed to take a good rest.

Shizi Jiejieli lit a cigarette for himself. Xiao Mo suddenly smiled when she saw him smoking. At this time, she remembered something because of Shizi Jiejieli's words.

Yes, for Britain, I need to strangle myself to that extent, I need to sacrifice myself to the responsibility of being a king...

She vaguely sensed something, but she still couldn't figure it out for a while. And thinking wasn't her strong point, so she could only put it aside for the time being.

"Forget it, Master! Get ready! Tonight will most likely be the final battle."

"Hmm? So confident?"

Lion Jiejie was surprised, but Xiao Mo just replied that of course. She knew Black's own tactics very well, which were also King Arthur's tactics.

"The Red Team will surely think that the Black Team is exhausted and has even lost two Servants, so they will adopt a completely defensive stance. However, whether it is me, the King, or the Lord, we will never take such a plan of sitting there and waiting for death.

Just like when we were on the expedition to Rome, the more the enemy felt that we were exhausted, the more we had to take the initiative to attack and give them a hard slap in the face, letting them know that we cannot underestimate them, and at the same time catching them off guard! "

After all, he was still the son of the Red Dragon, and Little Mo was very keenly aware of the tactics that Old Mo would adopt. At this time, Lion Jiejieli chose to trust his own Servant without hesitation, and then he began to ask Mordred what he planned to do.

"Don't we have that thing nowadays? The one that flies in the sky and can attack?! Let's get one of those. Isn't that the best?!"

"Eh? It's still five hours away from here to the nearest military base! We might have to wait until 8,9 or at night to get there. If we add the time for the return trip, my God..."

"That's perfect! We will rush into the battlefield when the battle is at its most intense! Master, if you still want the Holy Grail like me, then you must be prepared to pick up leaks! I'm not that strong, at least in this battlefield, my strength is not the best, so you have to seize the opportunity, understand?"

Xiao Mo is now very clear that her fighting ability is no longer top-notch in this battle of gods, so she has to use tactics. Fortunately, she has received sufficient training in this regard.

Shizi Jiejie understood what she meant, so he started the car directly, and after fully warming it up, he rushed towards the military base at the fastest speed.

Fortunately, the gas tank of the car I stole yesterday was full, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

At this moment, in the sky courtyard, Karna looked at the castle fortress of Yogdomirenia in the distance. His expression was very calm, or it could be said that he always had this expression.

"Hey, Lancer! What are you looking at?!"

Achilles reached out his hand from the side and hooked it on his shoulder. The two of them leaned against each other and looked at the castle in the distance. Karna had no resistance to his kind gesture like an older brother.

Sometimes Achilles wanted to complain that Karna was like a valuable Persian cat, which was a very docile, noble and elegant animal.

"Tonight, they will take the initiative to attack. I can foresee it."

"Sure enough, you and I think alike."

Achilles agreed with Karna's idea, but now they were the only two who had such an idea.

Shakespeare is still writing furiously in the room. After all, he was drunk by the magic wine before and missed many interesting stories. Now his inspiration is coming because of the regret.

Atalanta didn't think so much. Although she was a hero of the Argo and an excellent hunter who shot Calydon, she was not a completely pure warrior after all.

Amakusa can be said to be a saint, he has the lofty goal of redeeming all mankind. He also participated in wars during his lifetime, but his level was far inferior to the two here. So what he could imagine now was that the black side would use the current strength to hold on and wait for the opportunity to appear.

Semiramis is the empress, but she is neither a general nor a warrior. She has her limitations. She has played a huge role by creating such a base to provide the black side with almost unlimited magic power and gain the right to defend and actively attack.

Mordred here has always been a lone wolf, so there is no point in mentioning her now.

"So, are we going to fight the black swordsman again? He's a strong enemy, not someone that ordinary people can defeat."

"I will. This kind of exciting battle is not something you can encounter every time you appear in the world. I even have a feeling that we may need to join forces with you to deal with him in the end."

Achilles was stunned for a moment. He said, "Is it really that serious?" When he saw it on the battlefield before, Karna had completely suppressed the black swordsman alone. Not to mention that Karna must have another trump card, right? It's impossible that he only has these few tricks.

"You are quite insightful. I do have a killer move. But the opponent is not so easy to deal with. We will see when the time comes. At that time, the black swordsman has indeed reached his limit, but it is not certain now."

Karna's words made Achilles hum with excitement. If it was true as he said, and that guy could do something that would impress him, then he, Achilles, would fight that guy to the death, risking everything he had.

Karna let out a light, hearty laugh. Both of them were sons of God, and at this moment they had their own mutual understanding.

"Okay, okay, I'll go in and rest for a while, then prepare for the big battle tonight. Oh, and by the way, should we tell those two about our prediction?"

Achilles asked this question before entering, and Karna replied, "Go ahead."

Although this would not change anything, it was difficult for the two men to understand why Black was still trying to fight to the death in such a exhausted state. Semiramis might even understand it as a so-called heroic suicide attack.

But unfortunately, Karna knew very well that the group of people were acting for the ultimate victory. Such an enemy and such a battle were interesting and meaningful!