"The walking zombies around have gradually stopped moving. The ghosts will not disappear, but they will not be so aggressive." Bindu rubbed his eyes and said to Gareth, "You should be able to relax now."
"That's enough. Some ghosts can't hurt me, don't worry." Gareth smiled energetically, and then his expression became serious, "Then, you passed my assessment, Knight Bindu .”
Bindu said nothing, standing opposite Gareth with a calm expression.
"You passed the test called [Bravery], then, here, I will entrust one of the keys to victory into your hands."
Gareth stretched out his hand, placed a glowing space fragment into Bindu's palm, and then grabbed Bindu's hand.
Bindu's mood sank slightly, because he knew that Gareth would give him some things like the three previous Knights of the Round Table.
This also means that Gareth will lose something.
"At the same time, I will transfer part of my magic power to you."
"Also, I will strip my inherent ability [to magic power] from my spiritual base and give it away together." Gareth smiled nonchalantly, "It's not a very high level one. Regarding magic power, I hope you won’t dislike it, Mr. Bindu.”
"...Gareth, this..."
Bindu was a little stunned because of the shock.
Gareth shook his head and said no more, but silently gave Bindu his ability.
Annuo stood at the back, leaning against the tree and sighing.
Gareth, you worked so hard.
...It has been like this since a long time ago.
Because she was the last knight to enter the Round Table, and because her strength ranked low among the Round Table, this girl who deserves everyone's respect has always worked so hard, even on the battlefield.
Arturia once lamented and commented: "Sir Gareth is like a wild wolf on the battlefield."
This statement is by no means an exaggeration.
"…Thank you, Gareth."
Bindu felt the magic in his body and said to Gareth sincerely.
"It's not as good as the other things everyone has given me, but...this is the only thing I can give. I hope you can use it well, Lord Bindu."
There was no discouragement on Gareth's face, he still had that energetic yet tired smile, and nodded to Bindu.
"Don't worry about me. Even without the magic power, these things still can't hurt me. Time is running out. If you can, go to the next Knight of the Round Table as soon as possible."
She could feel that Bindu's current strength was pretty good.
At least he has returned to the level of a Servant and is not too weak.
This proves that Bindu and Anno's ideas are correct. Through this method, it is really possible to enter the goblin domain and kill the culprit.
"...I understand, I will definitely not let you down."
Bindu took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and then turned to look at Annuo.
Annuo nodded slightly, stood up, looked at Gareth and said, "Then, let's go."
"Come on, Sir Bindu, come on, Sir Anno." Gareth clenched his fists and encouraged the two of them, "We must take Britain... back from the hands of misfortune!"
...
“I don’t know who the next round table member is, nor where he is? What should I do?”
Roman's voice sounded a little awkward in the communication.
"Just walk along the lake." Annuo replied without thinking, "As long as you walk along the lake, you can always find it."
"...That's true, I just don't know which one it is." Roman thought for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Annuo said, but he became curious about who the next knight was.
There are close to ten Knights of the Round Table, and it is not clear which one is sealing the space here.
But I will definitely make such a decision.
Bindu followed Anno with a slightly heavy heart.
The inexplicable dream last night always made him feel...
No, that's not the case.
Bindu thought about it for a moment, and he could still remember that he undoubtedly survived that war and that charge.
It is not accurate to say that he survived, because in that war, the British Kingdom won and the White Knights won. They killed all the knights of the enemy country and won a great victory. He was not even injured.
But why did he feel so frightened in his dream last night?
...It should be reminding myself of something.
Generally speaking, followers don't dream very much, because dreams are a manifestation of spirit, and the spirit of followers is much stronger than that of humans, even if the followers were human during their lifetime.
Only when the spirit of the follower falls into some kind of weakness will the phenomenon of dreaming occur.
As a magician, the Master rarely dreams, but he will dream about the experiences of his servants during their lives. This is proof that the master and the servants are connected by magic.
"Qing Bindu, what's wrong?"
Matthew looked at Bindu biting his fingernails and asked strangely.
"Ah?" Bindu was stunned and relaxed his mouth.
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something." Bindu smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
"It's getting dark soon. Do you want to take a rest?" Robin jumped down from the tree next to him and stretched. "It's better to recharge your batteries before rushing on."
"Well, let's take a break." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. She was not the kind of person who liked to show off her strength when it was not critical.
"I'm...a little sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."
Bindu hesitated for a moment, took out his sword, chopped down a tree in three strokes, let the trunk lie on the ground, and a simple bed was ready.
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"Well, you worked hard yesterday. If you're tired, take a good rest." Annuo nodded and patted Bindu's shoulder twice.
It is absolutely dangerous to face that kind of thing without magic power. Even Annuo is not 100% sure that he can escape unscathed, but Bindu did it.
Bindu expressed his understanding, lay down on the log, and fell asleep within two minutes. At this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka hadn't even collected enough bonfire to burn.
After all, it rained two days ago, and now everything in the forest is wet.
"Mr. Bindu fell asleep so quickly. You must be very sleepy." Mashu sighed as he looked at Bindu.
"After all, I still feel dizzy after suffering such a mental attack."
Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head and bared his teeth.
But these have nothing to do with Bindu, Bindu is already asleep.
But this time, there seemed to be no sign of dreaming...
