Hearing Matthew's "grandfather", Annuo felt his whole body tremble.
Mashu took a deep breath and moved out from behind Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"An Nuoqing." She bowed slightly to An Nuo, her voice still trembling with restraint.
This is considered a formal greeting.
"Ah, um." Annuo also came to his senses and nodded, but... the look in his eyes towards Matthew was still somewhat strange.
Shaking his head slightly, Anno regained his composure, smiled and patted Mash on the shoulder: "Even if you inherit everything from that child, you don't have to be him, just continue to fight as yourself, Mash Kyrielet.
"
After listening to Annuo's words, Mashu lowered his head a little.
"Where is Sir Anno, where is Sir Lancelot?" Percival came over and asked with a slight frown, "Have you already left the show? Or...like Tristan and the others, have become like that
Ugly gesture."
Annuo looked up into the distance and sighed: "No, he did not retire, nor did he become ugly."
"I just gave him a kick at the end and let him... think for himself."
"He still wants to think?" Matthew didn't know why, but his voice suddenly became high-pitched and his eyebrows wrinkled.
"...Mr. Anno, does Sir Lancelot know what the Lion King plans to do?" Bedivere also frowned and asked.
"Judging from the reaction... he probably knew it." Annuo took a deep breath and felt a little stuffy.
The purpose of the Lion King should be made clear to the Knights of the Round Table who surrendered to him at the very beginning. For a king like her, there is no need to hide anything.
Because, in her understanding - she is kind.
She gave humans a final way to survive, even if this way of life ended with the extinction of all others.
"...Annoqing, where is that guy Lancelot now?" Matthew lowered her head, her eyes covered by broken hair, and her voice was a little low and depressed.
"Ah, he went in that direction..." Annuo blinked and pointed a direction to Mashu.
"Master, I'm going to take the first step." Mashu clutched the shield, said hello to Fujimaru Ritsuka, and jumped out. The speed was so fast that Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't catch him even if he wanted to.
"Huh? Mashu!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mashu who rushed out and was stunned.
He was heavy in front of him, but when he saw Ma Xiu's reaction, even An Nuo couldn't help but laugh.
"Ritsuka, let her go. I probably... know what she wants to do."
After lightly tapping Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder, Annuo smiled and shook his head.
Percival and Bedivere also looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
In the round table, the relationship between father and son, Lancelot and Galahad, is not a private topic.
Different from the simple father-son relationship between Anno and Lancelot, the relationship between Anno's son and grandson...
...
Lancelot was lying on the dunes in the middle of a sandstorm, thinking about something.
What should you do now?
There is no doubt that it prevents that kind of thing from happening.
That kind of terrifying, extinction.
...Already decided? Lancelot.
He was a little surprised.
The twisted and huge metamorphic magic power in his body has dissipated at some point, and now Lancelot feels quite good.
He has never been a person who is good at making decisions, Lancelot knew it very well.
When he doesn't know how to choose, he will always choose to escape.
But this time...
In short, after letting go of the heavy feeling of guilt, everything seemed to become lighter, even the dust in the sky didn't matter.
He sat up and murmured: "Let's go find father later..."
call--
"Um?"
Lancelot had just put down all his vigilance and was concentrating on thinking about what he should do after this singularity. In addition, the sky was full of wind and sand, and his perception was blocked, so he didn't feel anything approaching him quickly.
By the time he reacted, something pitch black was about to hit him in the face.
"Lan-s-luo-te-!!!"
"Fuck!" He subconsciously wanted to hide, but at this distance - how could he possibly hide away?
Bang!!!
"Pfft--"
The shield hit Lancelot firmly in the face, breaking his nose and sending him flying.
Although he was confused, he still had some instinct. He adjusted his body shape in the air, hoping to land on the ground smoothly and then deal with the incoming enemy.
However......
The man reluctantly caught up with Lancelot who was flying in mid-air, and then——
"Drink——"
Kicked Lancelot in the stomach, giving Lancelot some acceleration, and at the same time completely cut off Lancelot's idea of landing smoothly.
"Pfft——"
Letting out another scream of joy, Lancelot flew upside down even faster, hitting the dune heavily, directly creating a gap in the dune, and the sky was filled with yellow sand, and then he rolled along the slope of the dune.
stand up.
Then at the bottom of the dune, he stopped with his head on the ground, his feet on both sides, and his butt facing up.
Lancelot was worthy of being the strongest knight in Britain after Anno. He stood up in a flash, wiped away his nosebleed at lightning speed, looked up angrily, and roared: "
who!?"
Standing on the top of the sand dune, the man in the gap just blocked the sun, making Lancelot unable to see clearly.
"Knight Lancelot..." The man's voice was obviously a female voice, holding a shield. Even with the light behind him, Lancelot could feel the angry eyes, "I want to fight with you.
duel!"
"Oh!? Is the duel going to start now?" Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was chasing after him, was surprised.
She has never seen such an angry and tough Matthew. It feels... quite novel?
"Ahaha... What should I say about those two?" Bedivere showed an awkward but polite smile, "Although they are also father and son, their relationship has never been very harmonious. Gala
Although Lord Hader seems to have left Mashu’s spiritual base, Mashu will still be influenced by Lord Galahad to some extent, right?”
Annuo didn't say anything, he just looked at Matthew, who was standing on the sand dune with his back to everyone, angrily inviting Lancelot to a duel, and almost laughed.
But...even though this is the case, what is the real relationship between Galahad and Lancelot, the father and son?
Shaking his head, Annuo nodded slightly to the Storm King Arturia, then walked to the dune and looked at the stunned Lancelot under the dune. Annuo had an almost invisible trace on his face.
Smile: "This is a duel request from Knight Matthew - Knight Lancelot."