"Tristan, what are you doing here? This is the area I am responsible for."
Mordred frowned.
Obviously, she was dissatisfied with Tristan's intervention.
"This is supposed to be my question to you, Knight Mordred, if you want to turn your back on the Lion King." Tristan said calmly with his eyes tightly closed.
"I just want to confirm something!"
"Really? I'm very sad. You can't escape the curse of fate after all." Tristan shook his head.
"Don't talk to me about this. There is only one king I want to serve and follow!"
"But you betrayed her."
"You guy, do you want to die?"
The helmet instantly covered his face, and Mordred, holding the sword, was full of rage.
But in an instant, Xiao Mo's big sword was suppressed by two big swords.
"Go away!"
The irritable Xiao Mo hacked the two solemn knights to death with one sword.
"Mordred, I am very sad that you betrayed that person again." Tristan slowly opened his eyes and easily dodged Mordred's attack.
(Because the round table did not succeed in killing each other, it did not destroy its eyes.)
Because he regretted leaving the Round Table during his lifetime, he chose to fulfill his unfinished loyalty this time.
In order to allow his sentimental self to carry out the king's orders without hesitation, he chose the "reversed" blessing and became a cold-blooded beast who gave up his heart and only fought for the Lion King.
Blessings are not driven by one's own will.
So now he is an undoubted enemy.
"Well, although I don't know what happened to you, but that Lion King is fake, right?" Iskandar said, rubbing his head.
"Buzz——"
Tristan looked at Iskandar, his long index finger wavered, and the void shook.
Iskandar's pupils shrank and he struck the void with his sword.
Boom!
Mars explodes in the void.
"Hey, this little brother is fair and fair, but has a bad temper."
Iskandar blocked Tristan's attack.
After missing a hit, Tristan continued to play the strings.
Several arrows of vacuum flew out.
Weber was so frightened that he hugged Iskandar's thigh tightly.
"Invisible attack? The little girl's subordinates are all monsters." Iskandar couldn't help but said.
Relying on the warrior's outstanding skills and instinct for bloody battlefields, Diarmuid and Iskandar kept waving their weapons.
Take Tristan's attacks one by one.
This made Tristan stop what he was doing.
"I see. Do you think you have the power to resist the king?"
"I am very sad...Mordred, I will take you back to face the king's trial. Before that, please be quiet."
Immediately, several solemn knights rushed towards Xiao Mo.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void exploded
Several solemn knights who were about to approach Xiao Mo exploded on the spot and turned into light spots and dissipated.
Tristan raised his head, his gray eyes focused.
Ling Yuan slowly loosened the bowstring of the bow-shaped finishing sword.
"I feel like you don't quite understand the current situation, Lord Tristan."
In the void, a golden halo appeared all over the sky.
A handful of A-level Noble Phantasms were poked out from inside.
"Can you please, Tristan the Sorrowful Knight, to be judged by King Arthur?"
Tristan: "..."
laugh!
The sound of breaking the air sounded
The Noble Phantasm burst out, killing a dozen solemn knights in an instant.
Looking at the Noble Phantasms staggered beside him, Tristan slowly raised his head.
The tip of the Sword of Victory was touching one centimeter in front of his eyebrows.
Feeling the familiar aura coming from the holy sword, Tristan's pupils shrank: "excalibur..."
Finally, Tristan put down his hand on the strings.
"It's good if you can understand."
snap
With a crisp snap of fingers, the Golden City disappeared, and the sword of victory that was aimed at Tristan's brow slowly sank into the king's treasure.
"Is this the end?"
"Xiao Mo, Tristan, let's go."
"Don't shout so intimately, we are not familiar with each other." Mordred said coldly.
Although he said this, he still put away his weapon and followed.
Tristan followed silently.
"Oh, I almost forgot about you."
Ling Yuan, who was about to leave, paused and looked to the dark corner.
"Jing Ming dear, let's go."
In the darkness, Quiet Hassan walked out with a dagger in his hand and looked at Ling Yuan warily: "Who are you?"
"Just an ordinary master."
He raised the command spell on the back of his hand and said.
"Master..."
While Hassan was thinking quietly, the Key of Yanhuang had appeared in Ling Yuan's hand.
Aimed at the former.
"Boom!"
A shot was fired, and the beam directly penetrated Silent Hassan.
"Forehead"
Quiet Hassan's pupils shrank: "You..."
Before he finished speaking, he fainted.
Ling Yuan stretched out his hand towards the void, and the Heavenly Lock floated around Jing Ming and placed it on the divine wheel.
"I advise you not to touch him. This child is full of poison." Ling Yuan reminded him as he looked at Weber who was about to use his hands and feet.
"Yes, it's poisonous?" Weber was startled and moved closer to Iskandar.
In this way, Ling Yuan and the others slowly walked towards the East Village with many mountain people from the West Village.
Among the team, only Tristan is bound by the Heavenly Chain.
"You guy, why don't you tie me up?" Mordred, who was carrying a big sword, walked up to Ling Yuan and asked.
"Because your emotions are written on your face." Ling Yuan smiled.
Mordred: "???"
After returning to the East Village, Mordred and Tristan were surrounded by a group of Knights of the Round Table and taken to a meeting.
On a special note, Mashu also went and took her shield with her.
After an unknown amount of time, Hassan quietly opened his eyes slowly and glanced around blankly: "I'm not dead?"
"Are you awake?"
"Curse Wrist." Jing Ming turned her head and saw a rickety figure at the door.
"Ling Yuan saved you. Come out after you have rested."
After saying that, Shu Wan left.
Jing Ming was stunned for a moment and looked at her shoulder. The previous wound had healed.
...
After finishing the 'round table meeting', Saber walked out of the room.
Then I saw Ling Yuan sitting alone on the hillside looking at the sky.
"What are you looking at?"
Ling Yuan, who heard the sound, turned his head: "Oh, I'm waiting to see when the holy spear will come."
saber: "..."
"How are Xiao Mo and Tristan doing?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Ling Yuan quickly changed the topic.
"Under Sir Bedivere's explanation, they have understood the mistakes of history and will return to the Round Table to fight against the Lion King with me and restore human nature."
Saber overlooks the brightly lit village below, as if in a dream.
She never thought that she would be able to be with the Knights of the Round Table again.
"Oh, Xiao Mo, you should talk to her more. What she wants most is your approval."
"Well, thank you."
"It's okay, just talk about it."
Suddenly, something strange happened in the sky.
From the swirling dark clouds, a golden light slowly poked out.
"What is that?"
Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka, who were having a love affair on the road, raised their heads.
"A high-density magic reaction has been detected from the sky. Everyone, escape quickly!" the doctor said loudly, looking at the magic value on the instrument.
"The Lion King's Sanction, the Holy Spear Lungominiad's Purifying Pillar."
"And if there is a weapon in the world that can resist the Holy Spear..."