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Moreover, due to the heavy siege of the holy capital knights, those who wanted to survive kept hiding in the crowd, causing even greater chaos and congestion, and instead blocked all escape routes.

"What are you doing."

This sudden scene made Charlotte's eyes tighten, and he couldn't care less about the monster named Lion King at the city gate, rushing directly in front of Gawain, reaching out to grab him to ask what happened.

"Back off." At this moment, two knights standing on Gawain's side held up their shields and took a step forward, blocking Gawain's front and stopping Charlotte.

And at this moment, Charlotte felt it immediately. The sight cast from above the city gate realized that the monster called the Lion King had turned its gaze to him.

This made Charlotte, who subconsciously planned to use force, froze all of a sudden.

"You are the chosen ones." The knight standing in front of him said indifferently. "Please enter the Holy City." He said, he passed Charlotte, walked towards the woman, and pulled her away from holding the child's hand.

"Stop, let me go." The woman struggled to break away from the knight's hand and hold her child, but it didn't help. Another knight came over, grabbed the child and dragged him violently. Pull him away from the woman. "My child...my child..."

"Your child was not chosen, forget about him." said the knight holding the woman. "Your body is no longer yours...kinship is not allowed...an ideal soul is not allowed to have human freedom."

Amidst the woman's howling and pleading, her child had been taken away from her, and the knight who took the child tripped the child to the ground and raised the sword in his hand.

"You should go in too." At this moment, Gawain turned around and said to Charlotte who was motionless. "Go, enter the ideal country..."

At this moment, a loud cry of a child interrupted Gao Wen's narration.

Hearing the cry, Charlotte suddenly turned around, but what he saw was the falling sword blade, and at the last moment, the mother who broke free and threw herself at the boy, blocking the child with her body.

Blood spattered, the boy didn't die, his mother saved him with her life, but the woman's eyes widened and she fell to the ground.

"...She, stood up to protect her child?"

Behind him, Gawain's surprised voice came into Charlotte's ears, and this voice and tone, like a ignited fuse, suddenly caused anger to explode in Charlotte's heart.

Falling in a pool of blood, in order to protect the mother of her child;

The many refugees who are being slaughtered behind;

The knight's merciless carnage;

The eyes of the king who turn a blind eye;

All of this is like a stage play, and the most exciting and tortured scene is being staged.

But this isn't a stage play, so...

Do you want to be a coward who lives in remorse all your life, or draw your sword and fight everything to overthrow this chaotic world.

I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination caused by excessive anger, but the familiar old voice of the demigod suddenly rang in Charlotte's ears.

"Do princes and generals care about each other!?"

"..."

"You guys..."

Almost exhausting all her strength to squeeze out a voice between her teeth, Charlotte raised her head ferociously, pulled off the cloak, and threw it at Gawain before he could react. In an instant, the sound of violent drinking and howling of swords rang out together.

"……Son of a bitch."

"What?" Gawain stretched out his hand in shock and pushed back the cloak that suddenly covered him.

Then, at this interval, Charlotte had already visualized the long sword in her hand, and with a rage, came to the eyes of the two knights violently. Before they could react to the sudden situation in front of them, A sword slashed across and cut off the heads of the two of them.

The beheaded knight disintegrated into golden light particles and disappeared with the wind. Gawain, who had just thrown off his cloak, looked at the development in front of him and cried out. "You, no...you are not a mountain citizen, who are you?"

Ignoring Gao Wen's questioning, Charlotte, who beheaded two knights with one sword, had already felt the Lion King's eyes locked on him.

But now, he completely put all his thoughts aside.

Isn't it just a dream?Death is nothing more than waking up in reality, so there is no hesitation, let go of your hands and feet, let go of restraint, risk everything, and kill all these people and things he doesn't like.

Picking up the crying child clutching its dead mother, Charlotte turned around abruptly, her golden pupils burning more intensely than ever before, reflecting Gawain's shocked expression.

"Get out of here."

Heart anger - sword shock.

With an angry sword light, he slashed at Gao Wen, forcing him to evade quickly, while Charlotte took advantage of this moment, holding the crying child in his pocket watch, and rushed over.

He wants to fight out, to burn all his skills or blood, and kill out of this gate of hell.

Chapter 208 Bedivere

Fear, despair, and wailing before death, these refugees became more and more panicked. When the people around them were struggling to survive, they couldn't organize an effective resistance force to resist the killing of the knights of the holy capital.

Even if it is organized, without weapons and armor, it is impossible for untrained civilians to resist. These knights with rich battlefield experience and proficiency in combat.

Everything seems to have become a foregone conclusion, and the rest is a matter of time.

However, accidents always occur. Not long after the one-sided killing, the knight camp surrounding the refugees was suddenly pierced through, and as many as a dozen knights were beheaded under a silver light, making this desperate situation, There is an extra tiny hope.

"Go quickly." The knight in a tattered cloak swung the long sword in his hand with his silver prosthetic limb, pierced through the encirclement of the knights in the holy city, opened a gap, and urged loudly to the surrounding refugees. "Get out of here, hurry up..."

Although I don't know why this stranger, who was dressed similarly to the Knight of the Holy Capital, wanted to help him, but driven by the desire to survive, the refugees didn't care too much, and fled in embarrassment through this gap.

"Don't think about it."

While maintaining the gap in the encirclement, the knight yelled, beheading the knights who surrounded him one by one, and let as many people as possible run from here to the wilderness.

But he didn't know how many people he could save, and while he was swinging his sword, he looked over the city gate of the Holy Capital more than once. The figure that was almost the same as he remembered but was extremely strange was wearing a cloak. The complexion under the hat became extremely bitter.

bang.

At this moment, there was a roar, accompanied by the wailing and fearful screams of the refugees before they died.

The knight cheered up and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that near the city gate, a dazzling and scorching magic power burst out like the sun.

The scorching heat and brilliance, even if separated by hundreds of meters, the knight could feel it clearly, so the expression on his face, besides bitterness, showed more sadness and nostalgia.

After wielding his sword and beheading several holy knights who came to chase and intercept him, he saw that the gap had become large enough. At least with the current encircling force, it was impossible to have a chance to wipe out all the refugees. The knight thought for a while and took a step forward Run towards the location where the magic power erupted.

Although this may expose him directly to the gaze of the Lion King on the city gate, there are people who fought with his former friends there, and if he doesn't go, he will not be able to settle down.

After all, it can be said that most of the crimes stemmed from him.

"Gawain..." The knight muttered the name in a low voice, and then he walked like flying, and soon crossed the fleeing refugees, and saw the 'battle' not far from the city gate with his own eyes.

"Unexpectedly, during the day, I fought with Gao Wen to such an extent!"

The sound of clashing sword blades, the rapid movement of figures, and the two figures staged an extremely fierce confrontation within a radius of less than ten meters.

Countless sword shadows flew and staggered, howling sword energy and slashing attacks filled with scorching magic power, constantly colliding, the two sides fought back and forth, and the ground they stepped on was trampled and cracked.

In terms of the situation, the Knight of the Round Table named Gawain is suppressing his opponent. The repeated slashes and handovers are gradually suppressing the opponent's range of movement, and his opponent is not only holding a sword in one hand and Gao Wen fought against each other, holding a toddler under ten years old in the other hand.

Even in the fierce confrontation, this person still spared some of his energy to protect the child he was holding, even if it would cause him to fall into a more serious disadvantage.

And he seemed to see this, Gao Wen deliberately targeted the child with every sword, forcing the opponent to raise his sword to block in anger, so that the more he hit, the more dangerous he would be.

This is undoubtedly a very despicable behavior.

Although this is not very outrageous in a life-and-death battlefield, in the eyes of the knights who rushed over, Gawain, who never separated from young children and used this to force his opponent, was undoubtedly quite despicable, completely beyond his memory. For the impression of this old friend.

"Is this what you wish to see, my king!" the knight said in a sad low voice. "This is... I broke my oath, the consequences, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He raised his head and looked at the Lion King standing on the city gate without saying a word, overlooking everything below. Then he gritted his teeth, held the long sword on his silver prosthetic limb, and rushed towards the fierce battle ahead.

……

"Ahem..." The injuries on his body and the scorching magic power carried by the wounds began to erode his body, making the situation worse. However, even at this level, Charlotte still insisted on fighting the enemy with one hand, and the other With one hand, he held the child in his arms tightly, never giving in.

Even if Charlotte knew that if he let go of this child, he could break out of the encirclement, even if the knight in front of him suppressed him with unparalleled strength, he might not have the slightest chance of winning.

But he didn't do that. Even if this persistence might lead to his final defeat, he still has no intention of changing.

It's just that stubbornness can't reverse the disadvantage of fighting. Now, being entangled by Gao Wen, the short ten meters, in normal times, would surpass the past with one step, but now it is like the abyss of heaven.

Gawain swung the great sword with scorching magic power, and forced Charlotte to get away with extremely fierce slashes. Especially these slashes were mostly aimed at the child he was holding, which made Charlotte hate him so much.

"Get out of here." Angrily shouted, the blade in his hand resounded like a dull whistling sound, and the anger burst out with several times the power of the past, but under the blessing of the sun like the sword edge Down, not moving forward.

"...Your actions are worthy of my admiration, you unknown person!" Gawain slashed suddenly, crushing the sword energy coming from Taotao, and then split the air with his sword, heading straight for Charlotte. "I'm sorry, but this is the king's order, so please save your life and the life of your child."

"You're delusional." Charlotte gritted her teeth and responded.

However, no matter how angry and burdensome, Charlotte is already in danger.

This Knight of the Round Table named Gawain is much stronger than the archer he encountered not long ago. His strength, speed, reflexes, and even combat experience are all superior to that red-haired archer. The devil in his life is no match.

This is the most powerful enemy he has ever seen, and in the current situation of this powerful enemy, not only can he not let go of his hands and feet, but he is also fighting in a cocoon, which gradually dims his hope.

Just when Charlotte was struggling hard, trying to procrastinate for a while, but even he was almost desperate.

Hope, there it is.

A silver light coming from the side suddenly cut towards Gao Wen.

Chapter 209 Bedivere

"what?"

This sudden slash disrupted the rhythm of Charlotte and Gawain. The former was startled, thinking that someone was planning to sneak attack, so he quickly blocked the child he was holding with his body, and turned sideways to avoid it.

But then, Charlotte realized that the target of this slash was not him at all, but Gawain, the Knight of the Round Table in front of him.

And Gao Wen was also a little surprised in front of this slash, but he didn't rush around. Instead, he turned the big sword in his hand with his backhand, intercepted it in the path of the slash, and blocked the slash .

"You are..." However, after parrying the sudden slash with his sword, Gawain raised his hand and saw the familiar face under the hood of the visitor and the more familiar armor in the cloak. Shrunk suddenly.

Surprise, nostalgia, joy, embarrassment... Various expressions changed on Gao Wen's face one after another, with a rather comic atmosphere. However, he and the visitors all remained silent without saying a word, holding the sword in their hands. , A fierce fight began.

Amidst the fierce clash of weapons, the knight who suddenly stepped in and took over the battle was finally the first to break the silence.

"Gao Wenqing, long time no see, it must have been more than 1500 years." There was obvious sadness in the knight's bitter voice.

"Long time no see, Bedivere." Gawain replied with a wry smile. "I didn't expect that the comrades-in-arms and friends in the past are now facing each other with swords. This is really a bad joke of Goddess of Fate."

"...Why." The knight whose real name was Bedivere asked the 'enemy' in front of him at this moment.

"You said why... Bedivere, don't you understand?" Gawain pressed hard, forcing Bedivere back, and he also took a few steps back. "I've thought that you should be the one who understands why this is the best - this is loyalty, the loyalty of a courtier."

"Just behind me," he growled. "It's the Camelot I was waiting for. My king is standing on the city wall, watching me..." Gawain widened his eyes and shouted with a ferocious face. "It's you, Bedivere, do you know what your actions mean?!"

"...I know." Bedivere replied firmly. "This time, I will definitely kill my king with my own hands."

"...Are you going to commit regicide next time?" Gawain looked at the knight in front of him ferociously, and roared.

"Yes." Bedivere raised his head slightly, glanced at the Lion King standing on the city gate, and spoke more resolutely. "I will, I will hand over the ending that was delayed because of me."

"You are conspiring against me."

Gawain roared angrily, rushed towards Bedivere with his sword, and slashed down with his sword angrily.

Clang.

Just when Bedivere was about to raise his sword to block, a long sword came across, just like what he did before, inserted into the battle and blocked Gawain's slash.

Charlotte's figure had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Before he could express anything, Charlotte loosened his left hand slightly, and the child he was holding came out and threw it towards Bedivere.Almost subconsciously, Bedivere reached out and hugged the hoarse and howling child.

"Take him away." Charlotte said without looking back.

"Wait a moment."

"Walk."

"You two don't even want to run away, stay here." Gawain rebuked angrily, the scorching magic power ignited a golden-red flame on his blade, and as he swung the flaming sword, Gawain slashed Cut it over.

"Let's go." Charlotte urged, and greeted him with a sword. "Or, do you want to wait for that inhuman monster on the city gate to make a move, so that no one can escape?"

"Tsk." Bedivere glanced at the child who was hugged by him. There were panic and tears on the face of the child. The surroundings were in chaos, and there were enemies in front of him. If he didn't take the child away, the child Just die here.

Whether to stay and continue fighting, or to leave with people.

Bedivere looked up at the Lion King on the city gate again, gritted his teeth, and hugged the child tightly.

He can't leave here, at least not now.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..." Bedivere whispered. "But at least for now, this radiance will be used for you at this moment—" Holding the child and stepping back for a distance, Bedivere's right prosthetic leg glowed with brilliant golden radiance.

"What...this is..." Gawain, who was suppressing Charlotte with absolute strength, turned his head suddenly at this moment, and looked at Bedivere in disbelief. "Why... this light is..."

"—Hold on to its sword, Silver Arm (Switch OnAgateram)!"

The golden radiance spread onto the long sword held by Bedivere's right hand. Immediately afterwards, he raised the sword and swung it vigorously. The golden radiance burst out and slashed towards Gawain.

Clang.