"Some people choose to join, and naturally... some people choose to resist."
"Gao Wenqing once swore that he would never stand against the king no matter what."
"Agegui Wenqing is used to standing by the king's side, and he doesn't plan to change this time."
"And Lord Tristan... He made a painful decision, and finally blinded his own eyes, broke his fingers, and came to the king's side."
"As for Sir Lancelot and Sir Mordred...because of past guilt, this time they chose to stand by the king's side."
"Gareth saw her brother and Lord Lancelot, whom she admired, standing beside the king, and also went under the dragon's wings after hesitation."
Annuo's eyes darkened every time he heard a familiar name, especially when he heard the names of Lancelot and Mordred at the end, his eyes truly darkened.
"What about...the others?" His voice was hoarse as he continued to ask.
Bindu was slightly silent and took the words from Percival.
"Kai Qing didn't say a word, he just pulled out his sword and resisted with tears."
"Gaheris had a heated conversation with his brother and sister, and finally made up his mind to draw his sword."
"Bos, Lanmarok, and Palomedes also chose to stand against the king after hesitating."
"Then there are the three of us..." Bindu breathed out through his nose and focused his eyes on his legs, "As you can see, Mr. Annuo, we also drew our swords.
"
"But... the light of the holy spear is really too huge." Bedivere said in pain as his throat was a little dry and his nails were embedded in his flesh.
"As the king's brother, Kaiqing was the first to be destroyed by the power of the Holy Spear."
"Following them are Baos, Gaheris, Lanmarok, and Palemdes..."
"Finally, when the Holy Light was about to affect us, Lord Bindu grabbed the two of us closest to him and escaped westward without our lives, and the price... was that both of our legs were burned by the Holy Light.
He was hit by the aftermath of the gun." Bedivere's sad eyes focused on Bindu's feet that were wrapped in strips of cloth torn from the silver cloak, and there was sadness in his tone.
Bindu is the fastest knight, and all his abilities basically lie in his legs.
However, in a place like this... he lost what he was most proud of.
Annuo was silent for a moment and patted Bindu on the shoulder.
"Thank you for your hard work, Bindu."
"It's okay, Annuo Qing. If these legs were used to rescue our companions, it would be worth it even if they were broken. It's a pity..." Bindu smiled, then leaned his head back and leaned on
He stood on the rock, looked at the stars in the sky, and sighed, "I didn't bring them out together."
"...I will take you back to Camelot, Lord Bindu, Lord Bedivere, Lord Percival." Annuo stood up and promised in a deep voice.
"I will ask her what the holy move is for."
"And for what reason did Tristan let Tristan massacre civilians who didn't want to go to the Holy City."
"Then......"
An Nuo's eyes were filled with guilt and fierceness.
"I will kill her."
"This time... I will definitely kill her."
He stroked his left arm and murmured.
...
Chaldea did not choose to travel at night.
It is very dangerous to drive at night. In this wasteland, there are many monsters that lie dormant during the day and come out at night. They are wandering around and starting to look for food. If you rush at this time, if you encounter a difficult to deal with, turn around.
A large group of monsters will be attracted in an instant, and that's when the most difficult thing will be done.
"Actually...we should drive that car."
Andersen put his hands behind his head and looked at the starry sky.
"The person who suffered the most from vomiting just now is you, Mr. Andersen..." Matthew reminded with the corner of his mouth twitching.
"It's normal to have thoughts in every time period. This is regret." Andersen curled his lips and didn't care. "Talents shouldn't worry about regretting easily, because humans are like this.
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"I remember that Mr. Andersen summoned Thumbelina when he was at the singularity in London, right? Can you still summon it now?" When Fujimaru Ritsuka was in London, he was very interested in the little fairies Puke and Thumbelina.
, I still remember it clearly to this day.
"It can't be summoned." Andersen shrugged. "If it weren't for that crazy magician at the London Singularity, it would be impossible for things like ghosts to appear."
"Who is the madman talking about?" Lawrence's communication suddenly came in.
"I said your son is a lunatic." Andersen rolled his eyes and was not fooled by Lawrence.
"Ah, um, oh..." Lawrence opened her mouth to retort, but after thinking about it, she realized that what Andersen said... didn't seem to be wrong.
"Sorry." After holding it in for a long time, Lawrence could only say this.
"Although I am not married and have no children, I think you are a real failure as a father. You are the one who drove your son crazy." Andersen is a master of satire, and many plots in his fairy tales contain innuendo.
By nature, if you taunt him in person, you'll be on full fire.
"..." Lawrence looked helpless and sad, but he couldn't refute.
Because Luo Song...it was really her who drove him crazy.
It should be said that he went crazy first, and then the message he left behind drove Luo Song crazy again. Moreover, among his descendants, there seems to be more than one such paranoid and crazy person.
…What exactly went wrong? My problem?
Lawrence suddenly realized this problem and had some self-doubt.
"Miss Lawrence, Miss Lawrence, look at the map. The magic reaction shouldn't have disappeared yet, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka saw that the atmosphere was not quite right, and quickly interrupted the conversation between the two people with a question.
"Ah? Oh, let me see..." Lawrence was stunned when he heard Fujimaru Ritsuka's question, and then looked at the map, "It hasn't moved, it's still in the same place."
"That's fine... I'll rest first, and you should go to bed early, Miss Lawrence." Reassuring himself, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and cut off the communication.
Lawrence leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and exhaled.
His bloodline...including himself, seems to be a little paranoid.
"Yo."
Just as Lawrence was sitting on his chair thinking about the problem, a rather energetic voice came from behind him.
Turning her head, she saw a familiar figure in a white coat waving to her at the door of the control room with an embarrassed smile.
"Feeling better? Are you getting out of bed now?" Lawrence rolled his eyes, got up and walked over.
"Well, the main reason is that I'm too sleepy. It'll be fine if I sleep for a while." Roman nodded and looked at the big screen, "There's not much time left, and I can't let Ritsuka and the others lose their lives because of snoozing.