"call!"

In the violent sea of ​​fire, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, causing a figure to appear in front of Joan of Arc.

The heavy shield, which was taller than a man, was lifted up by him, blocking Joan of Arc [alter], and gathering them both behind the shield.

The visitor is Mashu.

"That shield, is it!?"

Lancelot's face, carrying the force of ten thousand pounds, finally changed, and his eyes showed a look of surprise and shock.

However, it is impossible to restrain one's strength at this time.

The full-strength attack of the treasure of the knight Lancelot on the lake hit the shield in front of him.

"clang!"

It was like steel hitting the golden bell, when the magic sword shining with lake light fell on the shield, a sound wave echoed, blowing away the surrounding flames.

"grumble!"

At the same time, the blade of the magic sword that overflowed with magic power rubbed across the shield like a bamboo shoot, causing Mars to burst out violently, and also causing the harsh sound to shake the human eardrum and echoed together.

"Blocked!?"

Lancelot's expression changed again and again, and he could no longer remain calm.

"Drink!"

Then Mathus shouted sweetly, and the shield in his hand was like a hammer, and with a violent wave, it blasted towards Lancelot.

"Bang!"

With the muffled sound, the side of the shield hit Lancelot's chest hard.

"Guwu!"

Lancelot immediately let out a depressed cry and his whole body was smashed away.

However, Lancelot quickly reacted and adjusted his body directly in the air. He turned around and landed on the ground. The violently rubbed against the ground retreated, and stopped after a while.

"Ahem!"

Lancelot coughed while covering his chest.

However, Lancelot can no longer control that much.

"That shield, and this heavy blow that is completely like trying to kill a relative for justice, you wouldn't be it."

Lancelot's eyes were still full of surprise and surprise when he looked at Mathur. In addition, there was also a deep sense of disbelief and suspicion.

This is also natural, right?

Galahad, known as the most perfect and ideal Holy Grail Knight, is the illegitimate son of Lancelot, and is the son of Princess Elaine, the daughter of Lancelot and King Fisher. When Lancelot visited King Fisher, Princess Elaine, who loved him, used illusions on her and turned into a princess to share the same bed with him, which led to the birth of Galahad.

When he woke up, Lancelot was extremely angry and wanted to kill his mother, but he gave up because Elaine was pregnant and left directly and did not stay with Elaine. It allowed Galahad not to see his father until he became an adult. After Galahad joined the roundtable, the father-son relationship between Galahad and Lancelot was not harmonious. This is well-known.

Therefore, others can realize that Matho inherited Galahad's power, and Lancelot, as Galahad's father, naturally could not not detect it.

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"For some reason, after seeing you appear, an angry feeling surged in my body again."

Marthu looked at Lancelot and spoke in a low voice.

"Although this emotion can no longer affect me, it is just an emotion released by the basic spiritual body that merges into my body, I decided to accept this emotion and question you."

As he said that, Mathus looked angry and glared at Lancelot.

"Lancelot, the knight on the lake, I ask you, the king is right in front of you, you are once again an enemy, and you are in vain with the Lion King, helping the evil, is this what you should do, known as the No. 1 Knight of the Round Table?"

Mashu's questioning was unprecedentedly fierce.

At least, seeing such Mathus, the people in Chaldes were already shocked.

Even Lancelot showed a silence, and in the end, his eyes drifted.

Seeing Lancelot like this, Mathue became even more angry.

That way, it was like looking at an irresponsible and unprincipled father, with anger and a hint of contempt in his eyes.

That trace of contempt made Lancelot feel as if his heart was hit by a sword, causing pain.

"What if I don't say that"

Lancelot's tone seemed to feel guilty, and it looked really a bit unpromising.

"Okay, you need not say anything." Mathul directly interrupted Lancelot and said in a tough manner that he had never seen before: "Anyway, you are such a person, both lustful and lack of vision. As long as it is for a beautiful woman, you can do anything. He said that he respects and loves women, but in fact he is just taking action against beautiful women without a limit!"

"Go!" Lancelot covered his heart, as if he had been stabbed several times, and his steps became staggering.

Kemathu hasn't finished yet.

At this moment, Mathieu took all the Galahad's emotions that emerged from the depths of his heart, turned them into words, and kept venting them.

"I have nothing to say about you like this. It's not the first time you're dizzy and have done unimaginable mistakes. If you're so unconscious, let me use this shield to wake you up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mashu raised his shield, kicked the ground without hesitation, and rushed towards Lancelot.

"Wait! Listen to me first!"

Lancelot panicked.

"Drink!"

Math turned a deaf ear to Lancelot, and swung the shield in his hand, and ruthlessly attacked Lancelot in amid the sound of breaking the wind.

"Wait! Wait! Didn't I say wait!?"

Lancelot could only dodge the heavy shield that was swinging in a little embarrassedly, and kept retreating, but was chased by Maschurch without saying anything.

For a moment, the shield in Maxiu kept swinging the air, and slamming his ears at Lancelot in a whistling sound.

Lancelot seemed to be forced into a desperate situation. After being unable to avoid it, he could only raise the magic sword to resist.

An offensive and defensive battle began like this.

However, the shield soldiers who were supposed to be the defense attacked like berserkers, while the swordsman was blindly defending, making the sound of attacks endlessly.

"What are these two people doing?"

Joan of Arc, who was unknown, stayed there directly, looking confused.

Little did they know that another round table knight present had disappeared without realizing it

"Mr. Luo Zhen!"

Jingmi, who had been waiting by Luo Zhen, suddenly became tense all over and took a warning posture.

"Um?"

Luo Zhen, who was watching the game, moved his heart, turned his head and looked forward.

"So that's it." Luo Zhen seemed to understand something, smiled and said to himself: "I realized that I was the center of this place, and the source that made the servants become so strong, so when I came here in the chaos, are you going to solve my source first?"

As soon as this was said, someone responded immediately.

"This is just a postponed ruling. You should have paid your life as a price when you disobeyed the king in front of the main gate of the Holy Capital. Now I'm just here to collect it."

The handsome knight holding a harp came to Luo Zhen and smiled gracefully.

"Although, it's sad."

Tristan, the son of sadness, came quietly like this.
Chapter completed!