Tribute to the Demon King

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Chapter 79 A continuous rebellion against my beautiful father

"You, shouldn't you—"

Lancelot's expression froze slightly, and the expression on his face shook violently.

Seeing Matthew's movements, tone, clothes and side hair covering one eye, a name immediately appeared in Lancelot's mind.

It was a knight who regretted why he was not summoned by the Lion King, and was glad that he was not summoned by the Lion King...

Facing Lancelot who was obviously hesitant, and even the sword in his hand was trembling, Mash took another step forward without hesitation.

"I have nothing to say to you now, Knight Lancelot!"

Facing the overwhelmed Lancelot, Matthew sternly reprimanded: "I will apply to you for a duel again!"

"Are you okay, Mash?"

After Ma Xiu, Da Vinci asked with some concern: "Do you need some additional... technical support?"

"No, Your Excellency Leonardo! I absolutely, absolutely will not lose to this person!"

Matthew glared at Lancelot, and shouted in a clear voice: "Because this shield, this armor, and this chest are all screaming like this—"

"You are……"

Lancelot said her name tremblingly at last: "Galahad?"

Although his appearance is a little different, from that stubborn boy to a young girl...

But that kind of honest spirit and pure magic power cannot be blocked.

"That's right, you stupid dad!"

Matthew stared wide-eyed and looked directly at Lancelot: "Come! Fight me!"

"...Wait, wait a minute. Don't fight, okay...The title of idiot dad is not good for the heart...If you are not prepared, you will die suddenly..."

Lancelot coughed in embarrassment, and instead of stepping forward, he took a step back shyly.

Because the Heroic Spirit that Mash in front of him was attuned to was Galahad...that is, Lancelot's own son.The Knight of the Round Table No. 13 who has been at odds with him all his life.

Princess Elaine, who admired Lancelot, once cast an illusion on him, transformed into Gnivea, slept with him, and conceived his child.Later, Elaine gave birth to a son, named Galahad, and died after entrusting him to the abbot of the monastery... It was not until he was an adult that Galahad saw his father at the round table.

Of course—Lancelot never heard his son call him "Father" in his life.He never thought that this wish would come true after becoming a Heroic Spirit.

Seeing that Lancelot completely lost his fighting spirit in front of Mash, Gawain couldn't help but sighed.

...Sure enough, forcing Sir Lancelot and Sir Galahad to fight is still too much.

And if it wasn't for Matthew's stand on the opposite side of the Lion King, even Gawain wouldn't want to fight her.

Before his death, Gawain and Galahad had always been good friends.It was also because of this that he was too harsh on this pseudo-servant who had inherited Galahad's will and experience.

In fact, he and Lancelot were very good friends at one time - to be precise, before Lancelot killed Gawain's younger siblings and betrayed King Arthur.

It can be said that there were only four people that Gawain cared about the most in his life, namely Arturia, Gahoris, Gareth and Lancelot.If Lancelot hadn't destroyed these four bonds at the same time, Gawain, a gentle and honest man, would never have become so angry and hated Lancelot until his death.

"Gareth, go inform the king..."

Gao Wen took a deep breath, and said softly to Gareth behind him: "Tell the king, I have failed, and all the responsibility lies with me. I will apologize later, but this group of enemies cannot be let go - go and ask the king for a holy judgment." Bar."

"……okay, I get it."

Gareth looked at Lancelot, nodded hesitantly, and finally agreed.

Seeing the girl knight wrapped under the hood leave, neither Hassan in the shadow nor Shiro Kotomine who was peeping secretly did not shoot her, but just let her leave like this.

"……So."

After Gareth left, Gawain's expression became calm: "Fight with me, rebels. Before I fall, I will not let you set foot in the Holy City."

"It's just you...is it okay to fight us?"

Da Vinci tilted his head, and asked in a brisk tone as if he was not worried about anything: "Or, getting rid of the oil bottle will make you feel more relaxed? Not necessarily, you might as well add it if you have no blessings." Isn't Leth pro strong? And at least Gareth pro can protect your back or something?"

"Gareth is by no means a drag, she is a very qualified knight of the round table... But she should not die here. She should not risk her life to fight to kill civilians."

Gawain took a deep breath and said softly: "Although her blessing is 'unclean', her heart is clean. I am different. The massacre caused by these solemn knights is my order, you The one who should hate is me—”

He raised the holy sword again, swiped Lancelot who didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and then stepped forward again.

"Let that useless man go away! Just let him hide and tremble!"

At this moment, a high-pitched female voice full of rage came rolling from outside the crowd.

It was a female knight in red and white armor, holding a silver magic sword stained with blood.

"...Master Mordred."

Gao Wen stared blankly at her desperately rushing here, feeling a little complicated.

Looking at Gawain who was surrounded by the crowd, Mordred was also unceremonious, bared his teeth like a magic dog seeing prey, and immediately activated his treasure without mercy: "I'm going to start!" Devastated—"

She raised the long sword, and the cursed red magic power gathered violently on the sword.

"—rebellion against my beautiful father!"