The fragments of chalk sank to the bottom of the lake together with the sword hilt. The fairy in the lake collected these fragments and wanted to forge a new sword for Annuo.
The fairy said to Annuo distressedly: "There is a fragment of chalk missing, and I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it."
"Perhaps it was really lost on the battlefield." Annuo smiled.
"Okay, I will use other materials to fill this gap." The fairy in the lake sighed, returned to the bottom of the lake, and returned to the land of fairies.
She was in a bad mood and she was going to lose money again.
...
On the battlefield between the three Arthurs and Vortigern, a figure appeared.
The figure was wrapped in a black robe and came to Vortigern's tomb.
"uncle..."
"Let my niece lend me your blood and bones..."
"After all, without your flesh and blood, I really don't have the confidence to defeat that knight with that group of nasty non-human beings..."
...
Lancelot came to the holy lake.
He was previously leading a small-scale war on the island of Ireland, and could not return to Camelot in a short period of time. Naturally, he could not go to Vortigern's battlefield.
After returning to Camelot, he heard the news that the king and Annuo were injured.
After visiting the king and Gawain who had regained consciousness, Lancelot immediately rushed to the holy lake.
But when he came to the holy lake, he was dumbfounded.
His father was holding a baby and smiling kindly.
"Galahad, give Grandpa a smile!"
"Yeah!" The white-haired baby let out a childish laugh and stretched out its fleshy little hands to grab Annuo's nose.
Lancelot came to Annuo with questions: "Father, are you in good health?"
"My son, Lancelot." Anno smiled at Lancelot, "My body is fine."
Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief.
Galahad lost his smile after Lancelot approached. The eyes of father and son met, and Galahad opened his mouth wide and burst into tears.
"Wow--"
"This..." Lancelot was stunned.
"Galahad, be good..." Annuo quickly comforted Galahad.
After a while, Galahad was comforted and fell into a deep sleep.
Annuo walked to the lake and stretched out his hands.
Anno placed Galahad on his hand in the lake, and he held the baby in his hand and sank.
Galahad was sent back to the world of fairies, and Anno walked back to the stunned Lancelot.
Lancelot had no problem with his intelligence, and he immediately thought of the baby's identity.
"Father, Galahad is..." He was a little unbelievable.
Annuo has regained his composure. When facing his children, he is always happy and relaxed unconsciously.
He nodded and admitted Lancelot's guess: "Yes, he is your son, that is, my grandson."
Lancelot was struck by lightning.
"Princess Elaine..."
"That incident was her father's conspiracy. She was just tempted... Of course she is not innocent. If you don't want to see her, you don't have to." Anno turned his back to Lancelot.
special.
"I have been paying attention to King Fisher since I learned about this. She almost died when she gave birth to your son. I saved her and helped her and my grandson escape from King Fisher."
"As for now, I have temporarily placed her and Galahad in Avalon."
"Lancelot, my son." Annuo talked about the child and couldn't help but talk more. "You have to understand that Elaine was guilty of what happened back then, but Galahad was innocent.
"
Lancelot sat by the lake and looked at the water in silence.