foreigner's journey

Chapter 573 Humiliation

Lancelot's words caused commotion in the Eagle Group.

What do you mean, this monster knight didn't enjoy destroying the Sirius Constellation Mercenary Group, and now he is targeting the Eagle Group again?
Griffith raised his hand, and the Eagle Group immediately fell silent, only his soft voice could be heard: "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

"This task will only be accepted by one mercenary group. If you are still here, doesn't that mean that the Eagle Group still covets this task?"

A slightly dull voice came from behind the helmet of the knight on the lake:
"To fight or to retreat? I'll give you a minute to make a quick decision."

Griffith's eyes were as sharp as a falcon: "What if we don't plan to retreat?"

"Then by the way, I will end it with you."

There was no special threat or fighting intent in Lancelot's words. It seemed that to him, both the Sirius Constellation and the Eagle Group were no different from down-and-out bandits beheaded at random by the roadside.

Before Griffith could speak, Gus pulled out his giant sword from behind and pointed it at Lancelot, roaring angrily, "Try it if you can! Watch me kill you!"

"Gus." Griffith just looked at Gus calmly, the latter restrained his anger slightly, but still gritted his teeth.

Then the head of the Eagle Group looked at the other eleven knights of the round table who were standing silently in the distance, and shouted: "Dare to ask, is what this knight on the lake said is the same meaning as you all?"

The other knights of the round table remained silent, only Tristan took a few steps forward on his horse, he took off his hood and helmet, revealing his long red hair and handsome young face: "Young eagle, Lancelot The Special Secretary is the chief of the Knights of the Round Table, and his words represent the will of the Sword of Fire. Please listen to my advice and step back, sometimes it is not a bad thing to retreat temporarily."

"Oh, maybe."

Griffith tilted his head slightly in disbelief, then drew out the knight sword at his waist, and looked at Lancelot firmly:
"But I have already failed once in the hands of your Fire Sword's staff, the Eagle Group can no longer retreat in front of the Fire Sword without a fight!"

"Consultant?"

Lancelot and Tristan looked at each other, and suddenly understood.

Click, the hideous dark blue helmet was removed, and Lancelot revealed his melancholy face with curly black hair:

"...The 'Eagle' that the wizard said was you. So, who is the 'Wolf'?"

As he spoke, he swept his eyes over everyone in the Eagle Group, and finally settled on Gus: "Is that you, the boy wielding a giant sword?"

Gus didn't speak, just clenched the hilt of the giant sword in his hand.

"Oh, interesting."

Lancelot showed a rare smile, put his legs between the horse's belly, and rode the horse slowly towards the hill where the Eagle Group was located.As he gradually approached the Eagle Group, the young mercenaries couldn't help but feel a little rioted, but their trust in the leader Griffith still didn't make them act irrationally.

Step, step, the horse stopped not far in front of Griffith and Gus, and the two were able to observe the knight who had just achieved a record of killing hundreds of people at close range.

Handsome, tall, strong, with no hesitation in his eyes, the appearance alone is the most perfect image of a knight in everyone's dreams.The style of the dark blue ferocious armor is different from that of any country on this continent, revealing a strange sense of violence.Not only that, Griffith also recognized that the warhorse Lancelot was riding was a very rare Frisian warhorse from Kusha's side, but the Frisian warhorse in front of him was stronger than ordinary breeds in terms of muscle strength and physique. The eyes even slightly glowed red, obviously not ordinary.

"Although I really hate that wizard with a bad mouth, he is like a crow reporting mourning, always hovering over everyone's heads and spreading ominous messages. But one thing I have to admit is that his 'precognition' is really unmatched. can."

Lancelot's eyes moved slowly between Griffith and Gus, and his tone was half a smile:

"He returned to the Fire Sword a few months ago, claiming to have found eaglets and wolf pups, but the gears of fate hadn't turned. Then he said that the greatest treasure of his trip was not them, but a man named 'Ricky' Te' boy. Anyway, who's Rickett?"

Hearing Lancelot's words, everyone subconsciously turned their gazes to the anxious Rickett.

Rickett was in a daze for a while, and then let out an 'ah'.First it was the wizard, and then the Hundred Knights Slayer, who was enough to be famous in history. He was just an ordinary thin boy, why did he pay special attention to himself?
"You are Rickett."

Lancelot got off his horse and walked slowly towards Rickett.Wherever he passed, all members of the Eagles gave way, only Casca stood in front of Rickett, like an angry leopard: "What do you want to do!"

"Don't panic, miss." Lancelot was not angry, but leaned slightly while stroking the armor on his chest: "I just want to have a few words with this young man, and I have no intention of harming him."

Treating ladies, Lancelot can be called gentle and courteous. Unlike Griffith's style of stealing from nobles, Lancelot is the real chivalrous demeanor.

Kaska couldn't help but blushed, and looked over Lancelot's shoulder at Griffith behind, seeing that Griffith didn't move, she had to avoid her body and let Rickett out.

Walking in front of Rickett, Lancelot squatted down to keep his gaze parallel with Rickett: "He gave you a skeleton gold coin, right, can you show it to me?"

"Rickitt threw it away a long time ago, and what are you talking about...Rickett?" Casca's words came to an abrupt end, because Rickett silently took out the gold coin from his pocket.

Rickett was very guilty of lying to Casca who had always cared about him, and he stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, Sister Casca, I really like this gold coin, so I just... ..."

Casca was furious: "It's something the wizard gave you. It's very likely that a curse was cast on it. How can you keep it!"

"You're wrong, miss. Heather won't put a curse on someone she likes. On the contrary, it's a blessing."

Lancelot put his hand over Rickett's open palm, and the skeleton gold coin in Rickett's palm was emitting a golden glow.After a few seconds, Lancelot suddenly withdrew his hand, then took Rickett's hand and closed his five fingers to hold the gold coin again:
"Keep it, boy. What the wizard said will come true. Until then, don't let bad luck defeat you."

"Oh, oh..." Rickett nodded ignorantly.

Not far away, Griffith clenched his fists involuntarily, and his fingertips sank deeply into his palm.Even such a brave knight said so, in their eyes, is he not as valuable as a Rickett?

He felt humiliated.

　PS: There is another chapter in the afternoon

Another PS: I don't know how long the double update can last, one chapter counts as one chapter.

　
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