Tribute to the Demon King

Facing Lancelot who appeared in front of the two at a critical moment, Gareth showed extra intimacy.

"It's too early to say that you have been rescued. Don't give up your vigilance, Mr. Gareth...Huh?!"

Lancelot looked at the enemy opposite vigilantly, and warned the girl knight behind him in a low voice.

But when he saw half of it, his body shook violently as if he saw something incomprehensible.

"Is this... an illusion? Is it my hallucination?"

He looked at Bedivere, who had a calm face, and said in an unbelievable tone: "Bedivere... Are you Mr. Bedivere?! No, no... It's impossible... You will appear here, It's simply impossible..."

Bedivere—that was King Arthur's most loyal and upright knight.It is also the most significant Knight of the Round Table to King Arthur.

He was one of the original round tables and the knight who accompanied King Arthur to the end.

All the round tables know that the meaning of Bedivere in King Arthur's heart is irreplaceable.Bedivere was not summoned, perhaps because King Arthur really did not want him to be hostile to him, even if it was a one in ten thousand possibility... The other knights of the round table deduced this way.

——It was also because of this that Gawain was so furious when he saw Bedivere, and Lancelot was so shaken when he saw Bedivere.

"Knight Lancelot. The reason why a knight like you would serve the current Lion King...what is it?"

Bedivere asked Lancelot in a solemn tone: "I have come all the way from the east, and I have met many round tables. Sir Mordred said that disobeying the king is disrespectful, and Sir Tristan asserted The king's command is a kind of mercy, Gao Wenqing claims that he is only the king's sharp sword... Then, what about you?"

He spoke uprightly, and yelled loudly at Lancelot without fear: "This kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent people, the atrocities of massacring mountain people-can that be called what King Arthur did!"

"..."

Lancelot was silent.

Like a statue that has lost its vitality, he stood silently on the spot without saying a word.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Gao Wen, Mr. Gareth... get ready to fight. Don't let the rebel disturb the king's rest."

"—Lancelot! Tell me your answer!"

Bedivere scolded, and took another step forward.Even the honorifics are filtered out.

Forced by the power, Lancelot and Gawain couldn't help but stagnate.

After a while, Lancelot finally seemed to give up something, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "My life is full of lamentation, love, hatred and joy—"

Lamenting that he could not spend the rest of his life with the one he loves, he loves his companions from the bottom of his heart, weaves inextricable bonds, and holds a long-lasting reverence and short-term hatred for the king who people admire.

Even then, he can still feel joy.

Because the things he lost, the things he misunderstood, and the things he hurt are countless... But the things he once gained, and the things he believed to be correct and guarded did exist.

Believe in what is right and what you have guarded...

"For example...my king."

Lancelot's gaze gradually became firm: "We at the Round Table have dedicated our lives to the king. None of us at the Round Table is disloyal to the king. As for the mental preparations for being an enemy of this era and all human beings, It was already done when I was summoned by my king...even if I noticed that my king's behavior was slightly different from human consciousness."

"Talk too much, Sir Lancelot."

Gawain who was behind him gradually came to rest and interrupted Lancelot.

"Well, sorry. That's right."

Lancelot nodded, raised the sword of lake light in his hand, and there was no hesitation in his eyes: "Kill us, or be killed by us, Lord Bedivere."

After he finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and the azure blue streamer gradually lit up from above.

——This blow will definitely take away one person's life.

Even though the prosthetic limb of Bedivere's right hand can cut off their blessings, Lancelot's sword is still so powerful even without blessings.

Its speed, like thunder—

But at this moment, an angry voice made Lancelot stop.

"Knight Lancelot! What a bloody logic you are—you are enough!"

Matthew glared at Lancelot, clenched his fists and trembled with anger: "Are you like this... can you still be King Arthur's most respected knight?!"

"……I……?"

Lancelot's eyes widened hesitantly: "Wait...your breath..."

"If the king has doubts, correct them! If the king makes mistakes, fight them!"

Matthew reprimanded loudly, and his expression became sad: "This is your chivalry... This is the duty entrusted only to you."

"...Wait, wait? Wait a minute! This tone, as well as the dress, and the hairstyle..."

Lancelot looked at Matthew, his mind plunged into intense chaos.

Author's message:

update completed! (chest out)

Mr. Quanqin, hiccup again

This month's Quanqin burps so fast...

Probably because there is no Quanqin who is alive this month, I have no motivation... (far eye)

Xinkeng is sure to post it on November [-]st. It doesn’t matter whether it’s finished at the end of October or mid-November. If I finish it early, let me rest for a few days. If I finish it later, I will be honest. Double-opening, at that time the nest happened to be free.