"I am the fourth one to be summoned to this singularity."
The red-haired knight sat by the water, played his harp gracefully, and spoke calmly to the knight behind him.
"I am the ninth one." Bindu looked at Tristan's back and sighed softly, "Sure enough... you, like Mr. Gareth, used your spiritual energy to fix this space.
ah."
"Has Mr. Gareth's child also been summoned?" Tristan turned back, with some contemplation.
Bindu nodded: "She is the fifth."
"In other words, as of you, Lord Bindu, a total of nine Knights of the Round Table have been summoned to this singularity?" Tristan stood up, touching his chin, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"...Except for me and Gareth, Lord Bindu, have you met any other colleagues?" Raising his head, Tristan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bindu and asked.
"Not yet." Shaking his head slightly, Bindu sat on another stone and sighed, "I don't know why, Lord Tristan, I have a premonition."
"Eight colleagues, including you, may have made the same decision as you and Sir Gareth."
"It is indeed possible, that's what I thought just now." The harp tapped lightly on the ground, and Tristan looked at the level without plucking the strings. "Where were you summoned, Lord Bindu?"
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"The south where Sir Gareth was summoned." Bindu answered truthfully.
"Based on the path you came from, can you tell where I am in Mr. Gareth's direction now?" Tristan seemed to have thought of something, and walked over to get together with Bindu.
"Probably...northwest? Wait——"
The two people looked at each other.
"The space fragmentation on my side comes from the northeast." Before Bindu could ask, Tristan took the initiative to answer.
"wait a second."
Bindu picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them towards the water.
The stone floated on the water, causing ripples, and Bindu also ran quickly.
He ran to the water, and the stone he threw before happened to land on the soles of his feet, providing him with a foothold, making Bindu's speed even faster.
Tristan was indifferent to the rather strange scene - or in other words, he had long been accustomed to it.
Bindu's speed is enough to catch up with the invisible arrows he shoots, and like now, as long as it can provide him with a little more plane acceleration——
Bang!!!
The water surface exploded with water, and Bindu suddenly accelerated again, without any hesitation, and ran quickly on the water surface.
The space fragmentation goes from the northeast to the southwest, so I kept running toward the northeast.
Tristan looked at Bindu who was gradually walking away, sat back on the stone where he was sitting before, and continued to play the harp quietly.
Ghosts and walking corpses stood up in the midst of the lamentations, but under the sound of Tristan's piano, nothing could get close to this place.
...
Lancelot was minding his own business roasting a goblin's leg.
They were the legs of a beast-shaped fairy. If it were a human-shaped fairy like a goblin or an orc, even Lancelot wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut.
Um?
He noticed something moving on the water in the distance.
Without thinking much, he immediately became vigilant, threw the roasting hind legs directly to the ground, and then held the Indestructible Lake Light hanging around his waist.
A... fairy from the water?
Looking to the southwest, Lancelot narrowed his eyes.
Wait...this feeling?
Lancelot was slightly startled.
In his field of vision, a figure was running on the water. Because he was running too fast, he caused two huge waves around him.
Lancelot had already seen the figure clearly.
"Prince Bindu!?"
Bindu, who was running, had no time to answer Lancelot's doubts.
He jumped up, rolled around in the air, and landed gracefully behind Lancelot.
Wow——
The huge wave following him hit Lancelot unsurprisingly.
Lancelot's hair was dripping with water, and he was a little silent.
He glanced around him and saw that the dirty roasted leg had been washed away by the current and the fire was out.
"Sir Lancelot, there are indeed Knights of the Round Table here!" Unlike Lancelot who was silent, Bindu looked a little excited.
Lancelot took a deep breath and rubbed his temples.
"Um...Mr. Bindu?" Lancelot looked at the Knight of the Round Table who could be regarded as his uncle with a dead fish eye, "What is the situation here now?"
Although it is a very happy thing to see my colleagues at this time, when I think of my barbecue Lancelot, I feel that the joy is just like the barbecue being washed away by the water...
After shaking his head, Lancelot regained his seriousness and looked at Bindu seriously.
"It's like this..." After patting his chest and taking a few breaths to calm down the impact of running fast for a long time, Bindu also became serious and told Lancelot what had just happened.
matter.
Listening to Bindu's words, Lancelot's expression gradually changed from serious to thoughtful, and he no longer bothered about his roasted legs.
He found a wooden stick from nowhere and drew a circle on the ground.
"Sir Gareth is in this position, Lord Tristan is in this position, and I..." Lancelot clicked on the upper right side of the circle, "at this position."
"Then based on this, it can be inferred that the other five colleagues will be in these places."
Bindu took the wooden stick from Lancelot's hand and clicked five more points around the circle.
Eight points together form a complete graphic.
What about the center point of this figure?
"It can be seen that this location in the fairy domain should be the center of the disaster."
Pointing at the center of the figure, Bindu said firmly.
"It's just that I have nailed my spiritual foundation here, and other colleagues have probably made the same choice as me, Lord Gareth and Lord Tristan." Lancelot had a look on his face.
He put on a sad face and said, "A fairy who can trigger this level of specialness is definitely not a weakling. How should we calm down this matter?"
Fixing the spiritual base here means that you can no longer leave here.
Naturally, it is impossible to enter the fairy realm.
"Leave it to me." Bindu sighed heavily, but there was determination in his eyes, "I will find a way."
"...Then I'll leave it to you, Lord Bindu."
Lancelot took a deep look at Bindu and nodded.
He knew that at this time, he should believe Bindu no matter what.
Moreover, it is true that only Bindu can move freely in this singularity.