"Anno..." Tristan saw the familiar figure and gave up his plan to use his longbow to kill the fleeing civilians.
Because he knew that as long as this man was standing there, he couldn't do it.
Absolutely not possible.
"Why didn't you respond to the king's call?" he asked Annuo, his fingers still resting on the bow string, as if he would attack this senior and colleague at any time.
Annuo sensed Tristan's thoughts and became even more confused, as well as angry and sad.
"The swords of the Knights of the Round Table...are never pointed at each other outside of the duel. Have you forgotten, Tristan?"
"Your son was the first to break this agreement. Annuo Qing, you forgot it."
Tristan just responded calmly, not taking it lightly at all.
"... He insulted his own chivalry, and death will naturally punish him. As a knight, even as a father, I have no reason to interfere in this matter. I can only help Gareth handle his funeral affairs.
, so that her dignity will not be tarnished." Annuo did not avoid this question, but sighed with a hint of disappointment in his tone.
His eyes never lost their sharpness, piercing Tristan's face, causing Tristan to frown slightly.
"This incident is my eternal shame, and I will never forget it, but - Tristan, this has nothing to do with what you are doing now."
"Answer me, Tristan, have you lost your dignity as a Knight of the Round Table!?"
"Why are you killing civilians here? Tell me why!"
"My chalk... will decide whether to unsheath or not based on your answer."
"Are you... threatening me? As a Knight of the Round Table?" Tristan frowned, with a mocking smile on his lips.
Annuo said nothing, his hand still holding the chalky sword hilt, glaring at Tristan angrily.
"You are no longer a Knight of the Round Table, Anno." Tristan finally began to draw his bow, and unlike when he killed civilians, he just trembled his fingers to draw the bow, this time he directly drew the long bow.
Man, aimed at the knight who was no longer on the round table, opened his eyes, and said in a calm and low tone, "On the contrary, you are now... just an enemy of the round table."
call out--
Ping——!
The arrow hit the sword body and made a crisp sound.
The chalk has been unsheathed, and half of Annuo's face is covered by a terrifying shadow.
"An enemy of the Round Table... that's fine."
"That's fine..."
He let out a long sigh.
"If the Round Table is rotten and the knights are dirty, then I...as the former master of the Round Table, I will overturn the Round Table with my own hands."
"I'm going to the holy capital to meet the king."
Ping——
He used his sword to block the arrow again. The depression in Annuo's tone was like a huge stone, which made Tristan feel a little breathless. He quickly opened his bow and shot arrows at Annuo, but he was unable to break through Annuo's defense.
He gritted his teeth and raised his hand, as if giving some order. The knights riding dragons behind him spread out and attacked Annuo from many directions.
"Meet the king and question her. All these crimes really came from Britain and the Round Table."
"And you, if you are my enemy-"
boom--
The magic power was released, and a wave of air exploded with Annuo as the center, forcing all the flying dragon knights who wanted to attack back. The white magic power enveloped his whole body and dispersed around him, making him look like
Solemn and sacred.
He held the sword in front of him, took a deep breath, lifted the hilt, and let Bai Chuo stand in front of him.
"That posture—!" Tristan's pupils shrank, and he felt the threat of death suddenly appear in his heart, and his scalp went numb.
"This is the sword that cuts off all evil and prefers to be stained with the enemy's blood."
The chalk in Annuo's hand suddenly glowed with silvery white light, shining brighter and dazzling than ever before. Tristan involuntarily stretched out a hand to cover his eyes.
"Retreat quickly! Don't pick them up!" He shouted, telling the flying dragon knights to retreat, and he quickly controlled the blue-gray flying dragon to fly eastward.
"Inhuman things, the silver end of enemies!"
boom--
Boom boom boom——!!!
The magic power has been completely accumulated on the chalk holy sword in Annuo's hand, and the roar of the magic power is deafening.
The Holy Sword responds to the anger and sorrow of qualified people.
"[Breaking evil and stained with blood·Chalkiness] (Chalkiness)!!!"
The holy light fell, carrying the roar of a torrent of magic power, and poured towards this desolate land. The target was his former colleagues, juniors, and current enemies.
Boom boom boom boom——————!!!!!!
The dragons did not have time to escape, and were swallowed up by the huge holy light. Without even screaming, they turned into dregs in the holy light and scattered in the wind before landing.
The green-gray flying dragon was very fast, but it still did not escape the reach of Annuo's holy light. Most of its body was rubbed by the holy light, and it let out a miserable roar. The half of its body that was scratched also turned into powder.
, only the other half of the body fell to the ground, obviously dead.
But Tristan standing on its back has disappeared.
In Annuo's perception, the red-haired knight with a sad expression all year round was fleeing towards the east at an extremely fast speed.
His left hand is made of the Holy Sword [Sword of Oath of Victory], so now he will not be affected by the side effects of the Noble Phantasm.
He wanted to give chase, but hesitated for a moment and still didn't catch up. As a result, Tristan did.
Behind him, the refugees were still running, and the few fish that had slipped through the net just under the holy light were hunting down these refugees.
It seemed that Tristan had given an order before he left, asking these dragon knights to hold Annuo back from pursuing him, because he knew that Annuo would never leave these refugees alone.
Annuo sighed and went to deal with these annoying dragon knights.
His mood was extremely dull.
In his memory, Tristan was a calm and humble knight. He might be a little difficult to get along with, but he definitely regarded chivalry and dignity as his creed in life, and he carried it out throughout his life.
In fact, no matter which Knight of the Round Table he is, he will not attack civilians. This is a matter of dignity.
What happened...that allowed a knight whose creed was to protect the people to associate with a dragon and massacre civilians.
What on earth happened...
...
On the other side, above the wasteland.
Bindu, Bedivere, and Percival were walking on the wasteland.
They want to go to the territory of the mountain people and try to seek some help, even though they know that the mountain people may regard them as enemies.
But just as they were walking, they felt the sky suddenly darken, and then, a dazzling and eye-catching light pillar appeared on the earth in the distance.
Looking at the silver-white light beam, the three people's eyes lit up.