Lords of Camelot

Bedivere waved his sword to force Tristan back, and pointed his sword at the former friend in front of him.

At this time, the only thing left in Bedivere's eyes was anger.

But he still said to Tristan: "I feel the same way. Although you have always been a pessimistic person. But when fighting side by side, no one can cooperate with me as well as you. Whether it is defense or offense, also Or something else. But precisely because of this, what is happening now is absolutely unforgivable!"

Tristan listened to his words and began to strum the strings of Fernot in his hand.

But Bedivere swung his sword and chopped off all the sound blades that came towards him. He was too familiar with Tristan's attack methods and ideas.

After all, they had fought side by side for so long. Whether they were facing the Saxons attacking from the coast or fighting the monsters on the island, they had fought side by side and entrusted their lives and deaths to each other.

"If what you do is approved by the Lion King, then I will step over your body! Question the Lion King!"

When Bedivere said these words, he was already within five steps of Tristan. Then he threw the sword in his hand at Tristan. When Tristan subconsciously used the sound blade to deflect the sword, Bedivere's arm was already glowing with golden light.

"Swallow my soul and gallop! [Hold his sword tightly, Silver Arm]!" His blow wounded Tristan's body from the side, and when Bedivere died from the pain caused by using this silver arm, When he fell to the ground.

Tristan also fell to the ground due to the injury he was hit, and only then did everyone behind him react. Bedivere actually defeated Tristan, who was known for his martial arts in the round table, in a single fight?

[You can actually knock down the famous Tristan alone. Is Bedivere's arm really just a silver arm? 】

Da Vinci-chan was full of questions at this time. She had wanted to ask before, why did the Silver Arm emit such star light? This isn't right.

"The smell of burning body and soul... This is too self-torture. What drives you to stand up and fight even though you are hurting yourself so much?"

As a result, Tristan actually stood up unscathed, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes. He received such a direct blow from the Silver Arm, and it was still an important flank. But now it seems like nothing is wrong? How can this be.

"You look surprised, but unfortunately I happen to have the ability to recover quickly, which is also due to the Lion King's blessing. But forget it, the final attack is coming anyway. I don't have much time, it's time gone."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and plucked the strings to deflect the flying knives and arrows that were coming towards him. At this time, others had completed the rescue of the villagers and dealt with all the solemn knights in the village. .

Facing Tristan who was still here, they were all furious.

When he landed, he raised his brows helplessly, but he didn't bother to scold the downright knights. They are just familiars anyway, so if you lose one batch, just make another batch.

These are small things, now the focus is on getting out of here.

"Knight of the Round Table, Tristan! You are the only one who can never be forgiven!" Curse Wand said the curse words to Tristan who was still standing there with deep resentment. The two sides have now formed a deadly feud. Hatred can only end with the death of one party.

"The same goes for us, Old Man of the Mountain. The King will never forgive you. Because if you had not resisted, the King's goal would have been achieved. The time has come, look up to the sky! To the west sky, you will accept your retribution with regret. .”

Tristan pointed to the western sky, and a golden beam of light fell from the sky and hit the West Village directly. With just one blow, the entire West Village turned into a huge pit.

At this moment, Ritsuka and the others remembered the story that the boy Rushed once told, about how beams of light wiped out villages one by one on the earth. Now that they have really seen this power with their own eyes, is this really the power of servants and heroic spirits? How can this be?

And at this moment when everyone was shocked, Tristan continued:

"This is the sanction of the Lion King, and it is also the purifying light pillar of the Holy Spear Lungominiad. As you can see, the small village of the mountain people has disappeared. There is no need to say anything else, it will not be long before it is your turn This village must be wiped out without leaving a trace."

Bedivere, who was helped up by Li Xiang, couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't help shouting: "Qing... Qing, are you not crazy? Then, is that what King Arthur did?"

Who would have thought that Tristan, who had kept his eyes closed before, suddenly opened his eyes wide at this moment, and even refuted loudly:

"Of course! How can we carry out solemnization if we are not conscious! In order to leave no one alive, my king has made a holy judgment! How can the sanctions be mixed with personal feelings! That king has completely abandoned the hearts of the people!"

His words silenced Bedivere, because Bedivere knew why things turned out like this. Deducing everything to the beginning, he knew why the king became the Lion King.

That's why he couldn't speak, because without that reason, nothing would happen now.

"My king's punishment is coming soon. Goodbye, Lord Bedivere... I probably won't see you again."

Tristan moved quickly and disappeared from everyone's eyes. And the servants who are still here are no longer interested in chasing Tristan, which makes no sense.

Because the golden beam of light overhead has begun to fall! What I want to think about now is not killing the enemy, but how to escape.

Not only do they have to escape, they also have to escape with the villagers who are still here. The shelter hole cannot stop the bombardment of this attack. If you stay here, everyone will die!

[The magic value measured directly above exceeds three million! The most advanced Noble Phantasm only has a firepower of one thousand to three thousand. In short, this is an absolutely incomparable output! Everyone, retreat quickly! It will be burned until there is no ashes left! 】

"Where are the villagers?!" Li Xiang was furious now. Under such circumstances, should he abandon the villagers and run away? He couldn't do this. Even if he would be called stupid, he just couldn't do it.

"That's right, we can't be the only ones escaping. Let's meet up with the villagers who fled to the cave!" The same goes for Mashu. As the two youngest and most innocent people here, there is no way they can just leave the people here and run for their lives.

But at this time, a voice sounded from behind everyone present: "No, there is no way to do both, whether it is to escape or to save them."

"Who are you? Don't act like you know everything... Your Excellency Arash!" Curse Wan turned his head and was about to angrily scold the visitor for his sarcastic remarks, but he only saw a scarred Arash standing there.

The scar that struck diagonally on his chest seemed to have been a solid blow from the holy sword.

"Sorry, I missed it. I was hit by the frontal impact of Lancelot's Noble Phantasm, and was easily knocked over and fell to the bottom. Alas, before you left, you were boasting about how you could hold on for two days. The result is now If you want to complain about this miserable situation, just say so.”

Arash did not cover his wounds when he spoke, but clenched the longbow in his hand. He knew that his destiny seemed to be over.