Lords of Camelot

After the Chaldean group left and the goblin officials also withdrew. Morgan stood up from the Amyrlin Seat and turned to look at the big hole behind the Amyrlin Seat. She began to whisper to herself...

There has been no movement yet, which really makes people's hearts pick up in their throats.

"Speaking of which, is there a catastrophe every thousand years? The fairies are too naive, so they should just be obedient and be used by me until the end. This is also to erase everything in the history of pan-humanity."

After hearing her words, Davian just said that the goblins have been rebelling for a long time. Let's just let this catastrophe wash its face and summon a new batch of fairies without memories.

Morgan turned around again at this time, but not because of Davian's words, but because of the... alien witch who appeared next to Davian.

Davian distanced himself from this guy. It was really uncomfortable that this witch appeared so unnoticed every time.

"Is it you again? Just watching indifferently won't solve any problems, woman. Since she is the witch of the alien god, she can just attack and kill me.

However, even the apostles of the alien god cannot hurt me at all. How can the servants who use the meta-human historical heroic spirits be our opponents?

If you can only watch with your eyes wide open, then stay in the background and don't show up, it's an eyesore. "

Morgan's declaration was quite domineering, and after hearing her words, the alien witch also had a sad look on her face and chose to disappear.

However, at this time, someone else came to the Amyrlin Hall.

Davian drew his sword and stood in front of Morgan. The purple light on the Moondark Sword was as high as ever, and even the light of miracles lit up on Davian's body.

He knew very well what the person in front of him was, and he also knew how much effort it would take to banish such a thing.

"I'm sorry to disturb you while you are chatting freely, but even if you want to knock on the door, there is no door here for me to knock on."

The visitor said his own opening remarks very casually. The words were quite relaxed and humorous, but Davian did not relax at all.

However, Morgan still walked down the steps casually, and she gently placed her hand on Davian's hand holding the sword hilt. After getting Morgan's signal, Davian also calmed down.

Then Morgan raised his head and said to the visitor: "Of course. Do I have to greet guests like you just by knocking on the door? Not to mention, isn't there a waiting room here?"

"You mean the one below that expels the undead? He did a good job, but it's useless to me. I don't have time to wait.

I am neither an excellent magician like you nor an almighty being, but a man who can only perform tasks within the scope of human beings. Originally, I didn't have the energy to set foot in a place of no importance. "

However, when faced with visitors, Davian only gave a cold response:

"Nonsense, I can't understand it at all. You are also a person who has fallen down once, let alone you using that person's coat. In this case, you can be regarded as a Chaldean, a member of the history of pan-humanity. helper.

The alien god made the planet a blank slate, but before he can achieve his goal, we may have destroyed the history of pan-humanity first. Didn't you come here to stop this? "

But the visitor just shook his head and responded with a contemptuous smile: "No, if you can do it, then just do it."

These words surprised both of them at the same time. They would never have thought that such words would come out of the mouth of the man in front of them.

It was so strange that it even made Davian feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you are left alone, this planet will indeed collapse and mankind will perish. However, compared to the purpose of the alien god, this is much better.

In order to expand the Fairy Kingdom, rule the world as queen, and erase the undesirable history of pan-humanity.

Unlike the Lord of Camelot over there, I have no sympathy for your wishes and obsessions. Yet what you are trying to accomplish deserves praise.

Therefore I will not hinder you, nor assist Chaldea. It doesn't matter if you win and turn the planet into a Death Star. "

After a brief silence, Morgan asked if this meant that he would not take action? Then what is he doing here?

Even though he had just said that he had no time to delay, he still showed up here to chat with them. This was purely contradictory behavior.

Faced with Morgan's doubts, the visitor just smiled and replied:

"I'm here to appreciate your work. It's worth a look. After seeing the function of the fantasy tree, I didn't feel scared, but used it in reverse.

He also immediately analyzed Chaldea's summoning technique and understood it thoroughly. It can be described as a great achievement, and he can be called a divine genius in magic. "

"You mean...are you here to praise Morgan? Whether it's about pan-human history or Lostbelt?"

Davian couldn't believe that the guy in front of him could actually praise others on the level of magic. This is really unimaginable. Could such a thing happen?

"Only when you have a relationship with someone close to you, your mind will move very quickly, Lord Camelot."

These words were probably a comment on the gorilla, but if it was the comment of the person in front of him, Davian would not be angry.

After all, this is this guy, and I am not qualified to show off my cleverness in front of him.

However, Morgan just snorted unhappily and said: "It doesn't make people happy to be praised by you for your magic skills. It just sounds like sarcasm.

Since you have nothing important to do, just disappear! From now on this will be my world, there is no place for alien gods or beasts. "

Faced with Morgan's difficulties, the visitor did not show any anger or dissatisfaction. He just said that he knew and would leave immediately.

"No matter what, this is the final intervention point. Even if I interfere at this stage, the outcome will not change in any way.

It’s really 2000 years too late to conquer this Lost Belt. Perfect history, perfect script.

Despite Tristan's failure, victory is in sight. As someone who has been in the same position, I want to applaud the journey. "

After hearing what he said, Davian just said disdainfully: "You've been knocked down once and yet you haven't made any progress?

Beast, you still don’t know human nature and the miracles that humans can achieve. But forget it, you probably can’t see it either, the storm called Miracle that those boys are going to summon. "

The visitor just raised his eyebrows, and then retorted: "Oh? According to my judgment, neither the son of prophecy nor the master of Chaldea has the possibility of defeating you.

However, if there is a third party that has not yet surfaced, and there are factors other than this, then it is a different matter. "

The man disappeared after saying these words, and Morgan's eyes immediately became unhappy. She couldn't help but stab Davian with the magic gun.

"What a miracle that humans can achieve! Are you expecting us to lose? You guy!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Because that guy's attitude was so unpleasant, so I couldn't help but mock him back! Stop poking, I'm sorry~!"