Crown Dead

Bedivere honestly told Heizhen and Favna everything Xianyu had done so far.Unexpectedly, Xianyu was really so useful, Yilong, a village girl, was a little dazed when she heard that.

"It's not bad, Xianyu. But if it were me, I would have killed that Lion King by now."

The arrogant Hei Zhen switched on the hard-talking mode.

"Hey hey hey it's really nothing, I just did a little bit of work hey hey hey...don't stop Betty!

Bedivere understood, and continued to talk about Xianyu's great achievements.

"Xian Yuqing not only manages Sand Village very well, but she can even continuously attract fresh blood for the resistance forces. Every time Xian Yuqing goes out, she can bring back girls with completely different attributes, and they will default to As a precious existence, Xian Yuqing's charisma is hard to come by even this one."

"Hehehe, look at how much you talk... how outrageous! Didn't I mess around with the harem?"

Xian Yu, who was still giggling, broke into a cold sweat, and tried to make excuses temporarily by changing his words, but it was of no avail.

"Go on, what are the attributes?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&%$#$——!"

Xian Yu was wrapped around the mouth by Hei Zhen with the summoned broken flag, and the latter signaled Bedivere to continue talking with a bruised face.

"Poisonous and sickly, reliable big sister, natural stupid matriarch, vigorous tomboy, cute junior, DIO, welder—that's pretty much it."

Bedivere rapped out proficiently like reporting the name of a dish.

——Why are you so proficient?You really want me to die, Betty! !And it's obvious that there are a few guys who are not the target of the strategy!

With his mouth gagged, Xian Yu wailed loudly.

"Those were all Xian Yuqing said to me when we chatted just now. Although I don't know exactly what they mean, they must be very interesting adjectives."

Betty added with a sunny face, looking at such a harmless and innocent Betty, Xian Yu experienced what is called textbook-level self-inflicted evil.

"Any last words?"

Hei Zhen looked at Xian Yu like they looked at trash when they first met, it seemed that the Dragon Witch's anger could growl at any time.

"I really want to live another 5—"

boom! !

Without even giving 5 seconds, Xianyu was directly blasted into clouds in the sky by the intense heat wave.

On the other side, inside Sand Village.

"Matthew, something is flying over!"

"I did notice it here, and I'm ready to face the battle! The target is approaching rapidly—eh?"

The two who were doing some kind of experimental exercise in the square noticed the fire in front of Sand Village.

It was only after Mash took the impact stance that he noticed the true identity of the flying thing that was still on fire.

boom! !

"Senior Xianyu, is this some new way of traveling?"

Matthew walked to the side of the deep pit, and curiously asked the string stuck in it.

"...You should understand it that way."

Xian Yu, who was stuck in the soil, responded in a low voice.

After returning from the ruins of the Atlas Academy, Xianyu once again found the heroic spirits in the village. On the one hand, it was to introduce Hei Zhen’s joining and to resolve the misunderstanding of "I came here to open a harem all over the world". On the one hand, it is also preparing to discuss the attack on the Lion King.

It's just that the scene of this meeting is a bit chaotic.

"Give me 500 yuan."

"Tsk...!"

Baimao complacently stretched out his hand to Mordred, and the latter took out 500 Longmen coins from his pocket and stuffed them in Baimao's mouth while he was speechless.

"Why does that guy bring back strange guys 100% every time he goes out? This time he just pulled in a dragon and a blackened saint? Where did he find these people?"

Xiao Mo, who started a bet with Baimao "whether Xianyu will bring back strange things when he goes out this time", loses completely, and can only transfer his anger to the culprit.

"You guys haven't slept at all... You must be the first one to be picked up."

Baimao looked at the cursing little Mo in front of him, who was "the son of King Arthur of the Knights of the Round Table" in name, and "Chief Swordsmanship Instructor of Sand Village" in honor, and complained.

"Anyway, this is also a place for meetings and discussions! Dad, you swaggered here without even bringing anything that can be recorded, isn't it too uncommon sense? Or is it the same way you treated King Arthur's meeting at the round table before?" A loose attitude?"

"No... that... We used to have 2 minutes of meeting to say who to fight tomorrow, and then we're done. The rest of the time is all about recipe discussions."

Matthew stood beside Lancelot, facing his old father's serious attitude of hating iron and steel, while the Yangtze River Knight tried to defend with a face of cold sweat.

"Chaldea has a rule, dad is not allowed to poke the child's mouth!"

"Arrrr...!"

The weak defense was ruthlessly suppressed, and Lancelot put on his helmet again to try to escape reality.

Then start polishing the Camelot as always.

On the other side, Tia was rubbing her face happily and didn't know what to do.

"Ahpolu ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."