It was getting very late and the sun was about to set, but the gates of the Holy City were still bustling with people, and the number of people preparing to enter the Holy City for the Holy Election did not decrease at all.
"Then, let's go over first." Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was wrapped in a robe and covered her face, nodded to Artoria and Anno, turned around, and walked towards the gate of the Holy City.
Annuo, who was also wearing a robe, looked a little gloomy.
Hope nothing happens...
The four of them, Fujimaru Ritsuka, easily blended into the group of refugees, and even more vividly because of the existence of Andersen, the "child".
"Master, let's hold hands and don't get separated." Mashu didn't summon the black shield, but held Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand.
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, her other hand holding Da Vinci, while Da Vinci held Andersen like a son.
It has to be said that children's body shape has more disadvantages than advantages.
But Andersen didn't care so much. He narrowed his eyes slightly and kept looking at something among the crowd.
He was looking at the solemn knights standing on both sides of the people.
The Solemn Knights are also a category of the Camelot Knights. They are taller, naturally stronger in physical fitness, and certainly more powerful. In the original Camelot, this was a relatively scarce unit.
But in today's Camelot, they can be seen everywhere, and there is even a wall of solemn knights outside the city wall of Camelot.
Andersen also got this information from the four Knights of the Round Table.
"Hmm... Judging from the aura of these solemn knights, I think they may not be so-called 'maintaining order.'" Andersen raised his head and said to the three of Leonardo da Vinci.
After hearing Andersen's words, Leonardo da Vinci blinked and looked around thoughtfully. He looked around the crowd and saw the solemn knights standing motionless as if they were lifeless. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Eye.
"What do you mean, Mr. Andersen?" Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't feel anything special. These solemn knights responsible for guarding were all lifeless, and they didn't show any breath at all.
"Be careful, Ritsuka." Da Vinci smiled and did not choose to alert the enemy.
Andersen's observation ability, at least for humans, may be stronger than that of top casters like her and Lawrence in some aspects. Chaldea has already analyzed the magical reactions of these solemn knights, although most of them are similar.
Although they are mainly servants, there is no doubt that there is also a "human" part, probably because the materials used to make them contain humans.
It is precisely because of these "human" factors that allowed Andersen to carefully observe their status. This is also the reason why Fujimaru Ritsuka and others came here first.
Andersen was able to quickly infer a person's habits, interests, and even his entire life through the first impression a person gave him, plus some information. Although he couldn't get a glimpse of the life of a solemn knight, after all, it didn't exist at all.
things, but Andersen was still able to see what was hidden under the dead silence to some extent.
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, led his companions on both sides, and slowly advanced through the crowded team.
On the high slope, other people who used the slope to hide their figures also felt that time was almost up.
"Then, I'm going." Anno stood up, bowed slightly to Artoria, and like Fujimaru Ritsuka, walked towards the gate of the Holy City.
"Sir Bindu, if there is an accident, I need you to rescue me immediately." Arturia looked at Bindu.
The person she said she wanted to rescue was Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"I understand, King." Bindu put his right hand on his chest and lowered his head towards Artoria.
There is no doubt that his speed is extremely fast, even on a round table where all the heroes are gathered, he is still the leader.
As one of the earliest students of the White Knight Anno, he went through arduous training in the early years of the White Knights and thoroughly developed his talents, so that his speed could even catch up with the arrows played by Tristan.
With such speed, Bindu is the best candidate for rescue, and he has been like this since he was alive.
Annuo had almost reached the end of the crowd, but at this moment, the sky, which had turned completely dark, suddenly changed.
Its daybreak.
It lit up very quickly and very suddenly.
Annuo raised his head and looked at the sky.
A sun hung high in the sky, as if it were daytime.
But...is that really the sun?
Annuo frowned, lowered his head, and looked at the team ahead.
The crowd was undoubtedly frightened by this sudden change and became commotion. The people who did not dare to make a sound due to lack of physical strength and the intimidation of the solemn knight instantly became noisy.
The noise was accompanied by restlessness, and the flow of the crowd suddenly became faster, suddenly scattering the four Fujimaru Ritsuka who were holding hands.
"Da Vinci kiss!" Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed, and involuntarily followed the rioting crowd forward.
She and Matthew were washed away, while Leonardo da Vinci and Andersen remained in place.
"Hey! Ritsuka!" Da Vinci was also startled, and stretched out his hand to catch Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the flow of the crowd changed drastically, and she had no time to catch him in this crowded environment.
Fujimaru Ritsuka.
However, this chaos did not last long, and even calmed down in just a few seconds.
All the solemn knights raised their spears in unison, and then - they slammed them down on the ground.
boom--!
The uniform sound turned into a roar, shaking the ground at the entrance of the Holy Capital.
Feeling the vibration and the sound of explosions echoing in their ears, the rioting refugees instantly became quiet and fell into silence.
Fortunately, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Leonardo da Vinci are not too far apart.
The tremor was followed by a clear and serious voice.
"quiet!"
A figure appeared on the high platform in front of the Holy Capital Gate.
Even though they were far apart, Annuo saw the figure, and the pupils of his eyes hidden under the robe shrank.
There was no doubt that he was a knight, handsome and sunny, but with an indelible dark cloud between his brows.
"Next, the Holy Selection will take place." The knight's voice was so loud that almost all the refugees in front of the Holy Capital could hear it clearly.
"Those who pass the holy selection can enter the holy capital."
Annuo stared at the knight and gently called his name.
"Knight of the Sun... Gao Wenqing."
Gawain stood on the high platform, looked down at the refugees, and pursed his lips.