My Mom Sandy Love Song

"No, everyone is scattered everywhere! If you are targeted by the enemy in this situation!"

"But we must help the villagers!"

The crowd battles the Lion King's army that is attacking the village.

Xuanzang Sanzang used his hair to transform into a large number of external bodies, and the scene turned into a chaotic battle of equal strength.

Suddenly, a gust of dark wind blew through, and several clones of Sanzang were cut into pieces.

"What happened!? Sanzangqin's clone was killed in the air!?"

"No one is doing anything!? Is it the protection of their gods!?"

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a knight walking out of the enemy army.

"Ah, I'm so sad..."

Matthew interrupted: "It's one of the Knights of the Round Table, Tristan the Demon Envoy!"

The red-haired knight Tristan was the one who ordered the solemn knights to slaughter in the East Village tonight.

Tristan, who received the blessing of [Reversal], lost his nobility and justice as a knight, and commanded the solemn knights to carry out absolute "suppression" against unarmed foreign nations.

"It's... so sad that I can't help smiling. Fate finally caught up with you."

The veritable blind knight said with grief on his face: "Knights of the Round Table, Tristan. I came here to take your heads.

impermanence of life.Sometimes meeting also means parting.Your fate will be burned together with this poor village.

Ahhh... I am so sad.Actually had to send the unblessed person to Hades again. "

"That's Sir Tristan under the command of the Lion King... how can he be so cruel."

In the face of Matthew's grief, Tristan turned a deaf ear.

"The men who stayed in the village have been dealt with. After you are dealt with, it will be the turn of the villagers who fled into the cave."

Cursed Wrist Hassan asked loudly: "Are you planning to kill everyone, men, women, old and young... for doing this! Is this the Lion King... Arthur Pendragon's chivalry!? "

"Ah...I'm so sad."

Tristan raised an eyebrow and sighed quietly.

"What foolishness, leader of the Mountain People.

Even in Britain, the merciful king never forbids.

...You just saw the bright side of my king from the legend.

So you can't understand the real horror of that lord... 'The king doesn't understand people's hearts' How many times do I have to say this sentence? "

"Knights of the Round Table... Tristan."

The goddess Morrigan gazed at him from afar.

As Morgan Alter of [Chaos·Evil], she has always been indifferent to the injustice of the upright knights.

The Celtic divinity [Goddess Morrigan] in Morgan's body is the outflow of the divinity of war and disaster.

That's why she has been paddling in this adventure, whether it's for Gawain or Mordred.

However, this time Tristan's speech can be regarded as touching her back.

What do you know about King Arthur?

Morgan lifted the slender hand wrapped around the black aurora with some displeasure, and pointed his fingertips at Tristan.

"...Are you the black servant who defeated Sir Gao Wen and Mordred?"

Feeling the killing intent, Tristan turned his head to look at Morrigan, but he didn't put on a fighting stance.

"My lord concubine has an order forbidding me to fight with you...

Although this is not something I should talk about, it seems that you have offended the princess.

That grown-up seems to have decided to have you alone... Poor thing. "

"princess?"

Hearing this word, Goddess Morrigan's expression gradually froze.

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266 Arash is dead again!How inhumane!

"princess?"

Hearing this name, Goddess Morrigan frowned uncomfortably.

The princess in Tristan's mouth is referring to Guinevere?That woman also came to this singularity?

Heh... Arturia is as innocent as ever.

What's the use of summoning that kind of weak woman who once betrayed herself?

If it were me, I would definitely let Lancelot and Guinevere, a pair of dogs, live or die—the only way to relieve my hatred.

At this moment, Morgan's emerald eyes suddenly flickered suspiciously.

wait.The Princess of the Lion King... is it really Guinevere?

That woman was just a vase for King Arthur. She also knew her position and would never participate in state affairs.

But from Tristan's words just now, it can be inferred that the princess of the holy capital is a figure with considerable power of speech, and can even directly control the actions of the Knights of the Round Table.

Although it sounds absurd, could it be said that the princess...

Morgan narrowed his eyes and shot a black aurora from his fingertips at Tristan.

While she was attacking suddenly, the bow knight also plucked the magic piano in his hand, and shot down the black goddess's tentative attack with invisible arrows.

"The holy capital... Who is the princess next to the Lion King?"

"This is forbidden in Camelot. We, the Knights of the Round Table, are forbidden to talk about the identity of the princess."

"It's really useless. The Lion King probably doesn't trust you at all."

"We once made a fatal mistake against the king. It is only natural that the knights of the round table who betrayed that lord once were not trusted."

"That's why you are considered abandoned by the Lion King."

"If this is the case, it can also be said to be my long-cherished wish waiting for the round table."

Tristan's fingers jumped on the strings as if dancing, and countless invisible blades occupied the entire space in all directions.

"Hmph...the so-called knights, no matter what era they are in, they are blind dogs with sharp mouths!"

While speaking, Morgan flicked out the dark magic bullet from his finger, and burned all of the Bow Knight's magical blow that crowned Britain.

The long-distance shooting between them burst out countless magic powers in the air.

"Your princess, isn't she a very stinky boy?"

After Morgan asked this, Tristan's fingers plucking the strings paused for a moment.

"—"

The eyes of the dark goddess did not miss this detail.

As if she understood something, a deep glint flashed in her eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

My husband, and sister Yu... You two are quite good at playing.

Morgan curled his lips, and aimed his fingertips aimed at Tristan at the solemn knights beside him.

The pitch-black torrent of aurora burst out from the slender and tender fingers, and the well-equipped army was wiped out in an instant.

"...The output of the scale of the city is completed by increasing the magic power without using treasures and costumes."

Tristan trembled slightly, and whispered: "This is the same power as our king, no wonder Gawain and Mordred will lose to you."

Lixiang asked loudly: "Knight Tristan! Who is the princess you are talking about!? Could it be that person decided to execute the holy order on the people!"

"...?"

Tristan's brows knit together in displeasure.

"In your opinion, does my king execute the sanctions because he was deceived by demonic words?

If you think so, you have underestimated the determination and ideal of the Lion King..."

In the middle of speaking, the red-haired knight suddenly turned his head to the distance: "It seems that this is the end."

"?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

In the azure night sky dotted with stars, there appeared a "something" that covered the sky, the moon, and the sky.

It was a golden storm eye with a length of several kilometers.

The mysterious weaving patterns that make up the whole are exactly the same as the appearance of the Holy Lance Lungomeniad.

It didn't bring thunderous roar, nor was it as manic as a hurricane. The slowly spiraling streamer hurricane eye was just overflowing with the absolute sanctity and majesty of the goddess of the end.

"Confirm the high-density magic power response in the sky!"

"That's... the Holy Judgment of the Lion King!?"

Lixiang had never heard such a flustered voice from the doctor.

The eye of the storm slowly fell towards the ground, bit by bit turning into the shape of a holy spear——

"The magic power observation value exceeds 300 million! Uh, because the firepower of the highest level treasure is 1000 to 3000... Hey! In short, it is an incomparable amount of heat! Everyone, retreat quickly! It will evaporate together with the terrain!"

Fujimaru Tachika said immediately: "How could it be possible to retreat! The villagers haven't finished evacuating yet!"

"It's so sad... There's no reason, no words. Existence itself is a beautiful thing, and it's so sad."

Tristan calmly put away the harp [Failnaught].

"As you can see, the insignificant mountain people are about to disappear under the majesty of the king. Together with your sins, let's be purified without leaving a trace."

Matthew clenched the big shield in his hand and shouted to him: "Tristan!!! Is that really what King Arthur did? Are you really not crazy!?"