"You should know who the opponent you are about to face is Sir Lancelot."
The black-armored knight's hand was on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he looked at the man standing opposite him with a serious and horrifying look.
This knight was wearing purple armor, with an expression of bitterness and hatred on his face, as well as a hint of complexity that he couldn't clearly see what it was.
"Ah, of course I know, Mr. Aggui Wenqing."
His name is Lancelot.
He is a Knight of the Round Table, King Arthur, and now a subject of the Lion King.
Too
The son of Anno, the White Knight, and the father of Galahad.
And now, his goal is——
"Annoqing, do you feel something?"
Bindu walked beside Annuo, looking at Annuo's deep expression, he couldn't help but ask.
"No, I'm just thinking about something." An Nuo shook his head and looked at the people walking.
There are a lot of refugees, and because of hunger, they walk very slowly. This situation cannot be solved even if Annuo and others hunt some monsters to use as food. After all, meat cannot replace sugar. It's a staple food, and even if you can eat enough, the state cannot be adjusted back in a day or two.
The Chaldean group and four Knights of the Round Table guarded the refugee team, alerting them to possible dangers.
"Yes, Longba." Bindu sighed lightly.
Being both knights on the round table and having a relationship as Annuo's student, he can naturally see Annuo's sorrow clearly.
Annuo didn't answer, just looked at the looming flying shadow on the horizon.
Those dragons.
The biggest enemy of the Round Table is the dragon, but now the Lion King
"The Lion King, there is no doubt that he has the aura of a king, but he is definitely not a king." Anno said with determination, looking back to the front, and said to Bindu.
".Who is that?"
Bindu frowned slightly.
From the beginning to the end, ever since the Knights of the Round Table were summoned by the Lion King in some way, he had never doubted this matter.
Because the Lion King's aura has no flaws, it is definitely the aura of Artoria. As veterans who have fought by Artoria's side for more than ten or even decades, they don't feel it at all. Something strange happened to Artoria.
Artoria did not wear that helmet all the time. The face under the helmet, and even the aura of magic, were definitely Artoria's.
Even Kai, who had been by Artoria's side since she was a child, fell into despair after confirming that the Lion King was Artoria herself, with that extremely aggressive mouth. They all became silent because of this fact, and chose to die bravely for Bindu's retreat, and finally died under the light of the Holy Spear.
"I don't know." Annuo shook his head.
The brief confrontation only confirmed to him that the dominant consciousness in the Lion King's body was definitely not Artoria, but he didn't have many clues about the rest.
"Let's think of a solution after sending everyone to the mountain village. The time is too short and there are very few things I can be sure of."
When it comes to accompanying Artoria, Anno and Merlin are actually the people who know Artoria best. When Kai and Artoria were together, they were both still children.
There is no doubt that he has to go to the Holy Capital again. Meeting the Lion King is what Annuo must do. No matter who is in that body, Annuo must complete his mission.
But before that
Bindu turned his head warily and looked at the eastern sky.
"Everyone - find a place to hide!" Bindu shouted.
"Mr. Bindu, what happened?" Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was walking on the other side of the refugee queue, asked loudly.
"An enemy is coming." A drop of cold sweat appeared on Bindu's forehead.
Everyone looked towards the eastern sky, where——
A dark shadow has appeared.
"Dragon." Percival pronounced the term.
"Quick! Everyone! Find a place to hide!" Fujimaru Ritsuka naturally understood the seriousness of the matter and quickly waved his hand to direct the refugees to hide.
There is no doubt that they are the pursuers from the Holy City. This is what Chaldea expected to happen. It was strange enough that they did not send out the army immediately before. Now it seems that this belated pursuit has The strength is not small at all.
"Bindu!" Annuo looked in the direction of the dragons and shouted, "Go and investigate! Find out the number of dragons and which knight of the Round Table is leading the pursuit!"
"Yes!" After Bindu agreed briefly, he disappeared from the spot.
There are many very fast servants in history, such as Achilles and Lemony, but most of them are very fast because of their powerful magic power and innate elements. Although Bindu's speed is weaker than them, but .Bindu’s speed was achieved purely through physical training.
The afterimage of Bindu has disappeared. Fujimaru Ritsuka and others are hurriedly directing many refugees to hide. Annuo just stands there, squinting his eyes and looking at the dark group of dragons, feeling slightly disturbed.
He has already seen Tristan, Gawain, and Mordred, but he has never seen the Knights of the Round Table who belong to the Lion King, such as Argavin, Gareth, and Lancelot.
I don’t know which one will lead the team in pursuit this time.
etc.
This feeling, right?
An Nuo's already heavy eyes once again added a hint of gloom.
It was still a dark group of dragons, but the feeling it gave Annuo was completely different. He looked through the group of dragons at the morning sun in the east and let out a long sigh.
Then, he placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Bindu was very fast, and he had already arrived directly below the dragons.
"This amount." He gritted his teeth.
The number of flying dragons above their heads was at least two to three hundred, and each flying dragon had a knight riding on its back, including ordinary knights and elite solemn knights.
And the leading servant.
"Lance Lott." Bindu shouted the name with some difficulty and glanced westward in the direction of the team, vaguely worried.
He knew that although Anno was a little disappointed with Lancelot, Lancelot's status in his heart was definitely not low.
Fortunately, Anno, this knight can control his emotions at all times. What Bindu is really worried about is the little girl holding the shield in the Chaldean team.
Although it is unclear whether Galahad's consciousness still remains in her body, judging from her state, she has definitely not escaped Galahad's influence.
If Lancelot like this appeared in front of her, she didn't know what impact it would have.
(End of chapter)
