"Have all the Knights of the Round Table been summoned by the king?" Anno murmured to himself.
"No, there are only two missing, one is you and the other is" Percival shook his head and wanted to continue talking.
"Galahad." Anno said the name before Percival.
"Huh? Does Annuo already know about this?" Percival looked at Annuo in surprise.
"No, Galahad was unable to respond to the call due to other reasons. As for me, it should be because Merlin was interfering." Annuo thought for a moment, looked at Percival and said, "About Galahad Hader, his situation is a bit special, he seems to have temporarily handed over his power to the hands of a girl named Mashu."
"Annoqing, do you mean the kind of handover in which you dedicate your entire spiritual base?" Bedivere asked blankly.
"Well, I have already met that girl." Anno nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips, "How should I put it? Holding that shield, you can indeed see some shadow of Galahad."
Percival and Bedivere looked at each other, neither knowing what to say.
"For Qing Annuo to say such words, I think that girl must be a noble person." Bindu, who was lying on the ground, did not sleep, but dragged himself with both hands and let himself lean against He sat on a rock and chatted with three other knights.
"Whether she's qualified or not, if you can see her one day, it's up to you to judge."
"Galahad is already a mature knight. He no longer needs my protection. As a grandfather and colleague, I just respect his choice."
Annuo did not go further on this topic, but looked at Percival again: "Back to the previous topic, the king summoned all the Knights of the Round Table except me and Galahad, and then what? "
"After that," Percival sighed, "we were summoned, and the first thing we saw shocked us."
"That's a dragon."
Annuo said nothing, only waiting for Percival to continue.
He had a vague guess, because if it were just a dragon, it wouldn't frighten all the Knights of the Round Table.
"You should be very familiar with that dragon, Mr. Annuo." Bindu, who was leaning on the stone, spoke in a deep voice and took over Percival's words.
"The white dragon has brought disaster to Britain many times."
"Vortigern." Annuo's voice overlapped with Bindu's, and they both shouted the name together.
"That dragon, is it still alive?" Annuo asked Xiang Bindu.
"No, it is undoubtedly a dead thing." Bedivere answered Annuo's question.
"That dragon king's uncle, the rebellious King Bei, is undoubtedly dead." Bedivere said with certainty, placing one arm on his knees, clenching it tightly, as if he was secretly exerting force, and frowning.
"Is he dead?" An Nuo let go of the thought and breathed a sigh of relief.
If he was dead, he would feel a little better.
The living humble king can represent too many things, and they are too bad.
That was a monster that just wanted to tear Britain apart and destroy it. If Arthur could live in peace with something like that, then maybe she had really completely changed.
But now, it seems that he has borrowed his uncle's body and uses the remains of the top dragon species as his own mount.
No. Seeing is not believing, so we can’t draw a conclusion yet.
Annuo learned about the source of Vortigern's white dragon power through Merlin, Uther, Artoria and other channels.
It's a dragon, but it's not just a dragon.
What that thing represents is the will of Britain, so Vortigern is said to be the "consciousness of the island." However, the two generations of British kings, including Anno and Merlin, all know that it is by no means something as simple as consciousness.
If I have to say it, perhaps the term "self-destructive will" is more appropriate.
It was just a will, originally without a name, until it was completely formed in Vortigern's body, and then it was named "Vortigern".
Vortigern is a person, a humble king who endangers the whole of Britain, but also a will, a will that the British island desperately wants to kill himself.
Annuo thought secretly in his heart, since it was just a corpse, and this place was the Middle East, not the British Isles, there was no reason for the will of "Vortigern" to appear in that empty shell again.
Only the King of Britain can judge Vortigern's will, and if it is just the body of a simple dragon
Even though the strength of this body is absolutely beyond imagination, Annuo will not be afraid.
"We saw the dragon, and the king standing on the dragon's head."
"The king just stood there, looking down at us with strange and indifferent eyes, as if he was just looking down at a group of ants."
"She holds the Holy Spear, the [Lungominiad] in her hand, making it impossible for us to move at all."
Percival's head had dropped, he was looking at the ground and continued to talk in a dull tone.
“Just when we were puzzled and we were doubtful, the king spoke.”
"she says--"
[This world, in half a year, will be burned and wiped out by the Magic King's great magic. 】
[This is already a world that is about to collapse. 】
[Magic can no longer be stopped, so I will use my own methods to save the last hope of this world. This is my last resistance on behalf of human history. 】
[That is - Shengba. 】
[However, even if I am alone and can defeat the enemy, I will not be able to activate the Holy Baath ritual. So, I need to be able to be a knight for my siblings. 】
【Therefore, your strength is necessary. 】
【but. 】
[I also know that what I want to do will be contrary to the creed you have always believed in. 】
[You plan to do the same as before and obey me. 】
[Or maybe we can unite and defeat me here. 】
[I need an answer before sunset. 】
[After the sun goes down, the only ones who can still stand here are the knights who are loyal to me. 】
"The king gave us these words, and then he sat on the dragon's head and stopped talking. The knights of the Round Table fell into their own troubled choices."
Percival said so.
"You must have chosen to leave the king." Annuo looked at Bindu's legs and sighed.
"So, what's the final outcome? What's it like?" He asked again, closing his eyes.
He knew that no matter what the ending was, it would be heartbreaking.
The Round Table, once so united, on Kamlan, fighting bloody battles with the dragons, is very likely to fall apart because of the king's order.
(End of chapter)
