The Strongest Deduction In Comprehensive Comics

The bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and the stars surround it, like a huge picture screen, which is very beautiful.

The night view of Naples is famous all over the world.

It is not a strange thing to have such a beautiful moonlit night.

Under such a beautiful night sky, on an intact bridge near the sea in Naples, more than 10 kilometers away from where Yoo is located, one of the most orthodox gods in the world is standing on the guardrail of the bridge.

With a delicate beauty like an antique doll, about ten years old, with slender limbs wearing a black dress, a girl with a quiet atmosphere stood on the bridge, but she was looking down at the river under the bridge. On the water surface, the sapphire-like pupils were filled with solemn expressions.

The next moment, Gnivia, who was looking at the water under the bridge, spoke softly. Her voice was light and full of depression.

"I'm sorry, uncle, Gnivia was not able to find the steel, the breath of steel, and the breath of the earth goddess were highly mixed, and she was disturbed by a certain earth goddess, so she couldn't perceive anything at all."

When Gunivia's voice fell, on the water at the bottom of the bridge, a knight in white armor slowly emerged and appeared in front of Gunivia's eyes.

Lancelot du Lark

The famous knight of the lake in Celtic mythology.

The god appeared here in a secret way, hiding beside Genievia.

"Don't worry. My beloved daughter, since I've waited so long. So don't mind waiting a little longer.

"But, uncle, is the steel that appears here really the king we're looking for?" Gunivia looked a little dazed.

"If it is finally confirmed that this steel is the king we are looking for, then we naturally don't mind spending this time, but what if it is not the king we are looking for?"

"Then keep looking!" Lancelot replied without hesitation.

"It's your mission to wake up the lazy my lord and let my lord reappear on this earth, and my mission is to protect my beloved daughter and wave the long wooden warehouse for my lord and my beloved daughter. Isn't this something that has already been decided? 39

"What uncle said is very true." Gunivia sighed slightly.

"Whether it's my uncle or Gnivia. They're the king's former entourage. If my uncle and I still have a little bit of information about the king in our memories, then we don't need to go to great lengths to find the king. fell.

In the distant past, before becoming the ancestor of the gods, the goddess Gnivia and the war god Lancelot followed the last king, wandering and fighting in this land.

Logically speaking, Lancelot and Gnivia should understand that the so-called last king can no longer understand.

The reality, however, is whether it's Lancelot or Gnivia. In my memory, there are no fragments related to the last king.

Gnivia was reincarnated from a goddess and became an ancestor of gods. After reincarnation, he would lose all the memories of his previous life, so there would be no clues about the last king.

And Lancelot doesn't know the whereabouts of the Last King. All because he didn't lazily remember things that didn't matter.

"As long as he can show his bravery as a military god, even the name and appearance of the master he served in the past can be forgotten, this is the uncle, right?"

Hear Gunivia sigh with distress. The white knight spoke calmly as if it were a matter of course.

"That's right, it's what I want to be running around in the wilderness wielding a long wooden warehouse. The other things are just trivial things that have nothing to do with me, all of which make me dull and cowardly. Then, let it go. What's the harm?

If ordinary human beings hear Lancelot's remarks, then 80% of them will think that this person is a mental patient.

In order to be able to fight without hesitation, you can abandon all the factors that may have an impact, and even the memory can be controlled, and let them be missing without any nostalgia.

This is simply an unimaginable value for human beings.

The existence of a completely incomprehensible existence based on human values, the so-called God is actually these 237 things.

And among the many gods, Lancelot, the God of Steel, who had no hesitation and hesitation at all, was the most prominent.

"Isn't it enough that if a man who fought by my side dies on any battlefield, I just lift the knife, mourn his death, and be proud of his glorious passing?" Lance? There is absolutely no such thing as confusion in Lot's words.

"However, I still have to apologize, if it wasn't for my stubborn personality, I should have been able to find the monarch we serve earlier.

"No, uncle, don't say that." Gunivia looked at Lancelot, who was reflected on the water, with sincere eyes.

"It is precisely because uncle has such a belief and self that he can be ranked among the strongest steels second only to my lord."

"Unfortunately, I guess I can only accompany you for a while. Lancelot's voice is still so indifferent.