The skinny man wearing a skull mask focused his attention on Fujimaru Ritsuka, seeming to be thinking about something.
The leader of the refugees looked at the two parties in a stalemate and walked out cautiously.
"Master of the Mountain, please help us."
"We escaped from the Holy City. There are elderly people with limited mobility and pregnant women among us. So please show mercy and take us into the village. We have no other place to go."
He knelt on the ground and begged the Lord of the Mountain.
The refugee team behind them also came together.
".You are compatriots, so naturally you can enter the village."
The mountain man helped the male refugee and sighed: "Although there are many of you, you are my compatriots after all. How could I not help you?"
"but."
The mountain man blocked the male refugees behind him, and his eyes under the mask were fixed on several knights in the team, including Matthew.
"These knights must not enter the village!"
"But they were the ones who rescued us from the Holy City and escorted us all the way here," the male refugee begged the Lord of the Mountain, "They are the ones who protect us, Lord of the Mountain, you see."
"I know what these people did." The man of the mountain interrupted the refugees. He still did not put down the dagger in his hand and remained vigilant. "There was a conflict with the Knights of the Round Table from the Lion King at the gate of the Holy City. Then I was chased all the way and escaped here. I released a lot of spies, so naturally I found out everything."
"Then why...?"
"This is our last hope." The mountain man was silent for a while, then raised his head, with anger in his eyes, "This land has been burned, and the only hope is here!"
"So there must be no accidents here, absolutely not."
"Even if you know what these people are doing, you must never let down your guard. These people are obviously the Knights of the Round Table. I can even call out their names."
"That's Anno, Percival, Bindu, Bedivere, and the other guys who are said to be the other side of the Lion King, and... huh?" Hassan glanced at the knights of the Round Table, When he reached Ma Xiu's body, he was stunned.
Among the knowledge corrections he received, there was no such person on the round table.
There are only two female knights who fit the category of relatively short stature, one is Gareth and the other is Mordred, this one is obviously not those two.
That is
"Dear Lord of the Mountain, we are indeed Knights of the Round Table." Annuo took a step forward, his hand not on the hilt of the sword, "Not the Knights of the Round Table of The Lion King."
He knew in his heart that the conflict between his group and the "Old Man of the Mountain" in front of him was based on the other party's insecurity and distrust.
Percival stood beside Annuo, "We also came here under the pursuit of the Lion King. I hope you can believe us."
"Knights of the Round Table." The mountain man's voice sounded filled with resentment.
Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed and stood in front of Annuo and others.
"If you don't want us to enter the village, we will leave immediately. I just hope that the mountain man can take good care of the refugees here." Fujimaru Ritsuka winked at Annuo and others.
"I didn't say let you go!"
call out--
"What--"
"snort!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka took two steps back. Mashu had summoned the shield and stood in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka. However, it was not Mashu's shield that blocked the dagger——
Instead, it is a long, straight, and very narrow sword.
"That is the last master of mankind. If you want to harm her, you have to get through me first."
With a chilling coldness in his eyes, Bindu said to the mountain man.
"whispering sound--"
Ping——!
The straight stab and the dagger collided, making a crisp sound. The mountain man felt the huge power coming from the long sword and involuntarily stepped back.
Bindu did not give the mountain man a chance to retreat and adjust his condition. He stabbed straight at him like a tarsal maggot and chased after him at an extremely fast speed.
"Do you need my help?" Andersen took out something that looked like Thumbelina and asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.
The Thumbelina phantom that was originally created in the London Singularity can no longer appear. It is an phantom that can only be established in the London Singularity. The Thumbelina in Andersen's hands is simply an attack prop made by Caster. That’s all.
"No, leave this to Mr. Bindu." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled, remembering the figure who once chased the Chaldeans at the French singularity.
Now, he's on Chaldea's side.
Both the Mountain Man and Bindu were very fast. Their weapons clashed and sparks flew out. Most of the refugees stepped back, looking at this battle in horror that perhaps shouldn't have happened.
Although the speed is too fast for people to see clearly, even a layman can see Bindu's advantages at a glance.
His weapon is much longer than that of the Mountain Old Man, and it is close enough that the Mountain Old Man cannot throw a dagger at all. The most important thing is that Bindu's power is greater than that of the Mountain Old Man. Too much.
Although both of them are assassins, they are obviously not the same type of assassins.
In terms of assassination or assassination, the man of the mountain is definitely several levels better than Bindu, and Bindu, he is probably the same type of assassin as Samura Ano?
The sound of weapons clashing sounded frequently, but the mountain man had retreated again and again, and it seemed that he could no longer hold on.
but--
"hateful--!!!"
The old man of the mountain roared, and after trying his best to force Bindu to take a step back, the bandage on his right arm suddenly fell apart.
Hidden under the bandages are arms that are longer than ordinary people can imagine.
This arm is not black, but permeated with a strange blood-red color. There is no need to hold a dagger at all, just the sharp claws are enough to kill people.
This is simply the arm of the devil.
call--
The mountain man controlled his strange arm and patted Bindu.
Bindu was alert in his heart, that arm gave him a very strange feeling, and he must not be touched by it——
Avoiding the huge and strange arm of the Mountain Lord, Bindu looked for an opportunity to attack again from the gap.
Although your hands are very bluffing
But an enemy of this level!
"Drink——"
The mountain man smashed his fist down hard, but Bindu had already disappeared, and when Bindu appeared again.
The straight sword has been placed under the mountain man's neck.
Bindu stood on the side, looking down at the mountain man, his brown-red hair being gently rolled by the mountain wind.
"you lose."
He recounted this fact calmly.
(End of chapter)
