Andrew's skin touched the sharp edge of the white sickle, and a trace of wound appeared on Andrew's neck.

With the head on the top of the sky about to land, Andrew was not panicked at all, but calmly pushed his glasses, looking through the edge of the glasses at Li Jun standing behind Galahad and Lanmarock.

"You should know that decapitation cannot kill me."

He had retracted his sarcastic tone and returned to his normal state.

"But you made your Knights stop attacking." Li Jun's eyes were struggling with pain, and half-squatted his body and turned his back to Andrew and replied: "This...is an emotion called scruples in humans. There are many situations where this emotion can be produced, and the most common one is fear."

"You seem to know each other very well, King Arthur..."

"Because I have been in contact with more." Li Jun replied frankly to Andrew: "When other kings negotiate with me, the most common emotions are. I can understand why they will worry about it... that is, my knights definitely have the ability to kill these kings!"

Li Jun turned his head and looked at the new knight behind Andrew.

He was dressed in silver-white as the base tone as Galahad. The knight's body was covered with a pure white cloak. The cloak was covered with the former Great Britain flag representing the knight's camp. The huge sickle in his hand was inconsistent with the knight's petite body.

The new knight is even shorter than Li Jun, but not weaker than anyone present.

"It turned out to be Lord Bedville." Galahad recognized the existence of the knight at a glance: "In heaven, Lord Bedville and I serve as the twelve-scale positions. I am Seraph, and Lord Bedville is the lineage of the wise angel..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain." Lanmarok was a little impatient. With his personality, he relaxed when he should, and was serious when he should, so that he could enjoy the battle better. So when the Knights Templar stopped attacking, Lanmarok became a cynical state again.

"After all, there are only two people who are so short in the round table knights... Of course I can recognize it."

Bedville, among the Knights of the Round Table, who accompanied King Arthur to his last life, finally sent King Arthur to his resting place, and was also one of the representatives of the Knights who had fulfilled the King's last order and were loyal.

"Are you confident or proud?" Andrew wanted to do something else, but the sickle behind him was exactly the same as the one in the hands of the God of Death, and it was embedded in Andrew's neck.

Andrew didn't care about the injury in his neck. This priest was able to resurrect even if his brain was penetrated. The only thing he cared about was...

"Your soul has been deprived of my king according to law."

Bedville, behind Father Andrew, said this sentence in a cold tone. This sentence that only death-inmate would say was sentenced to death, but under Bedville's deliberate control, had no cold effect.

The reason is that Bedville's voice is so soft and soft.

Ranmalok and Galahad looked at each other and shrugged as if they were used to it.

"Is the angel's sickle that cuts off human souls? Angel..."

Andrew has a soul, and it doesn't matter how many times the body is destroyed. Only the soul can get strength from the gods he serves.

"The power this child has is not to reap the soul." Li Jun answered for Andrew: "It is to reap the fear of human beings. She can hear the fear in the hearts of human beings and then cut it off... This is the child's ability."

There are countless talented people in Great Britain, and many of the knights under their command have supernatural powers.

Different personal experiences, different strengths are also different.

But Bedville is the worst.

Everyone does not want to face their inner fears, nor does it want others to know. The young Bedville can say without any scruples about what others are afraid of.

Even more intense fear spread on a street in Great Britain, and the child was despised by others as a monster.

Her parents also abandoned her.

Bedville, who knew that others were afraid of themselves, gradually began to resist contact with others.

Until one day Bedville met a man on the street who would never have fear.

‘Why…you aren’t afraid.’

‘Scared…what is that? If you know, please let me know.’

That man is the king of this city-state, King Arthur!

"I lost this time." Andrew's figure gradually turned into a black mist and drifted with the wind: "But please don't forget, King Arthur, you have fallen into darkness. I will take the life of the dark thing and dedicate it to the gods, so stay tuned!"

When Andrew disappeared, Bedville, who had not received the order from Li Jun to kill Andrew, had no choice but to helplessly lift the huge sickle that was nearly two taller than him, and walked behind him to Li Jun's side without saying a word.

Galahad and Lanmalok knew that Bedville had this silent personality, and she could not see Bedville's expression and appearance clearly under the Knight's helmet.

Bedville, who had just walked to Li Jun, stared at Li Jun's back and Feimes lying on the ground.

"Welcome back to my knight."

There is no passionate hug, no cheers or praises.

After Li Jun said a brief sentence, he began to continue to pay attention to Femes's body.

King Arthur's communication with this knight is always so monotonous.

Now that the Vampire's physical recovery has reached its final stage, the wound has basically recovered. She survived the blood poison erosion brought by Li Jun's blood, which made Li Jun breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hey... King Arthur, what's going on here?"

At this time, Li Xingye ran to the Spirit Prison Realm late and found the wounds on Femeth and Femeth's abdomen lying on the ground, as well as traces of damage around him, and the anger of Li Jun's hatchet was temporarily put aside.

Now Li Jun is obviously attacked by the enemy.

"fighting."

"I know it's a battle! Who did you fight with? Could it be an alien holder of imperial power?"

There are no ones in this city who have imperial power except for the current three members of the Arthurian League.

Abe Harukawa and Tia do not live in this city at all.

There is only one possibility for unknown holders of imperial power.

"yes."

"What about his name? Wait... Do you have a third knight again? How did you summon it?" Li Xingye was a little surprised after looking at the unknown knight standing behind Li Jun, about the same height as himself, and shrouding his body in a pure white cloak.

"A white dove gave me a token, which can be understood as a return, and it was the holy relic of the knight behind me. By the way, I helped me connect the road from heaven. I would not have to pay any more to summon it."

"The way to heaven? Holy things...that's what the church can do. Are you familiar with who in the church? Are you willing to do such a tedious thing for you?"

Li Xingye was a little disappointed. He became the holder of imperial power earlier than Li Jun, but now there is only Xiahou Dun by his side. It seems that it is urgent to create a new guardian spirit, and Li Xingye will not easily admit defeat.

"Friend?" Li Jun really didn't know what kind of friendly relationship he had with the church. In King Arthur's era, he had a good connection with the church near Great Britain, but after so many years, how many people will remember their friendship with King Arthur: "I don't know, but the people who attacked us were the church."

"Of course I know this, this child is a vampire, right?" Li Xingye looked at Feimeth's pale skin and the little fangs that were vaguely visible in his lips that opened and closed as he breathed: "Really, as a vampire, don't you even know how to write a low-key person? In this era, he actually wears such simple clothes to go out. I'm really afraid that others don't know that they are vampires. Which one is the one who attacked you? Your knight seems to be seriously injured."

Li Xingye refers to Lan Malok. After all, his hands cannot move. Scarlet blood flowed from the painted black armor, looking very cunning.

"It seems...it's called Andrew."

"An...Andrew?" After hearing this name, Li Xingye was stunned: "The agent of the god, one of the strongest three kings? Father Andrew?"

"He... seems to say that."

After looking at the damaged scene around him again, Li Xingye asked Li Jun very seriously.

"How did you survive the immortal monster?! That is one of the three most powerful kings in the world!"

"Scared him away...it should be explained like this."

Li Jun told Li Xingye a very simple answer.

Scared...scared away. Even if Grandpa God comes, there is no way to scare that lunatic away, right?
Chapter completed!