Lords of Camelot

"What a beautiful commander. I, Percival, admire him deeply. He is worthy of being the master of pan-human history. He has very rich combat experience."

After the combat meeting, Percival couldn't help but praise Ritsuka. He himself felt that he was not as good as Ritsuka. After all, what he originally wanted to do was to directly attack Norwich for Custer.

"No, it's nothing. After all, I'm used to it. Mr. Percival, please have a good rest, and prepare the vehicle and goblin horse for our retreat, please."

Ritsuka was still paying attention to these aspects, and Percival also said that he would leave it to him. The Round Table Army also has these reserves. Although it is not as good as the royal version that Davian and the others have experienced before, it is absolutely strong and durable.

After receiving Percival's assurance, Ritsuka was finally able to let her mind rest for a while. Everyone else had already gone to where they wanted to go.

Habetlot would go and sew clothes for the children of Londinium.

Gareth arranged to go to the training ground, and Percival would teach her marksmanship later.

Mr. Muramasa wanted to go to the forge. After all, there was only one person who could be called a blacksmith, and the others were apprentices. He couldn't just sit idly by.

Ritsuka was finally able to go to the room below the war room for a short rest. Castor followed him coyly. In this regard, Bavanshi was more generous.

She didn't feel any shame at all, she just followed along casually.

"Well, my behavior just now was completely different from what Percival expected from the prophecy child." Before Ritsuka entered the room, Castor finally couldn't hold back his words.

She herself felt that her performance just now was extremely inferior, and she was simply blown away by Ritsuka.

How could this man take the initiative into his own hands despite the pressure from Percival and Oberon?

It's so cool, this is more like a child of prophecy than myself. I never thought that someone would be able to come up with a combat strategy so quickly.

Ah... By the way, in fact, Custer's stupid idea just now was the same as Percival's plan to directly attack Norwich.

Although she felt that this was inappropriate, she couldn't think of any other way.

"No, Custer. Are you thinking too weird about your responsibilities? You don't think... you should be that kind of all-powerful person, do you?"

"Huh?" Castor was stunned. She really thought so before.

In other words, she felt that she shouldn't be so incompetent. She almost didn't say a word during the battle meeting before, and she always felt that this was not the behavior of the child of prophecy.

And seeing her dumbfounded look, Ritsuka knew that she was probably right. So he had to repeat the truth again.

"We are companions. We should help each other and support each other. Expecting one person to do everything is putting pressure on him, not to mention your age... you are not older than me."

Ritsuka suddenly laughed when she said the last part. It was only when she said this that she realized that Custer was not older than him.

It is unrealistic to expect such a 16-year-old girl who has never experienced any big storms to know everything and do everything perfectly.

"Artoria Pendragon, King Arthur in the history of pan-humanity, was able to fight all the way to the end with countless trusted companions.

Lord Davidian, Lord Gao Wen, Lord Lancelot, Lord Tristan, Lord Percival, and Lord Bedivere, all played their own roles and supported King Arthur.

The same is true now, although we dare not say that we are comparable to the Knights of the Round Table in terms of ability. But as companions, we will try our best to support you, Custer, you just need to do what you think is right. "

Ritsuka's expression was so serious, and this expression of sincerity made Castor fascinated by him. Fujimaru Ritsuka has always been like this, he is always very sincere when he thinks about others.

Not to mention Bawanxi, she has never met someone like Fujimaru Ritsuka. Of course Morgan and Davian were very kind to her, but beings like Fujimaru Ritsuka was a different kind of feeling for her.

It's just that she has never felt this kind of emotion before, so it's natural that she can't understand it now.

But maybe thinking about others can make him temporarily forget about his own situation. This is also a way for him to clear his mind.

But what he said next made Castor's pupils tremble and he was even deeply surprised, because Ritsuka turned to look at Bavanshi and said: "By the way, can Tristan come to my room? I have something to talk to you about." explain."

"Huh? Fujimaru Ritsuka! What do you want to do by inviting others to your room now! She is the Queen's daughter! You wouldn't have already started thinking about why we can't defeat the Queen, and then please her daughter in advance. Give us some ideas to pave the way!"

Castor was all excited, and Ritsuka could only respond with a helpless expression.

None of this is going anywhere, Custer's thinking is a little too jumpy. He felt strange and didn't know how to complain about Custer.

"Okay~ You bastard master, if you want to beg for mercy, you have to do it now. After all, when Mother's army comes to kill, this shabby Londinium will only turn into a sea of ​​fire again!"

Bavanshi entered Ritsuka's room with a very arrogant attitude, but Ritsuka just smiled bitterly and told Custer not to worry too much about the situation here. He just wanted to get more relevant information from Bavanshi. .

Of course, he also wanted to have a good relationship with Bavanshi. After all, from his perspective, he has already figured out that Bavanshi is not a born evil person. The fact that this girl can be so evil is purely due to her acquired education.

Someone deliberately twisted her like this, although Ritsuka didn't know the reason yet.

After Ritsuka closed the door, Bavanshi sat directly on the chair and proudly crossed her legs. To be honest, from Ritsuka's perspective, he saw everything clearly, even though he didn't care at all.

"Then, Master Zayu~ What do you want to say? If you are asking for mercy, you have to say it nicely~ I will convey it to Mother as appropriate. Well, after all, I am a kind-hearted person and I don't want to see you. I was driven out and killed by my mother.”

Ritsuka completely ignored her strange statement and directly pulled up a chair and sat across from her, and then he also sat down.

The two were staring at each other at this time, and after such a short moment of staring at each other, Bavanshi subconsciously adjusted her sitting posture to become more dignified.

[I always feel that the atmosphere has become heavier. It feels like a blind date. It’s so strange. 】

Even this strange thought has appeared in Bawansi's heart. She really feels that the atmosphere in this room is quite strange now.

"Tristan, what I want to ask is about the content of that mural. From your expression just now, it's obvious that you know something. Can you tell me those things? I think it has something to do with the relationship between us and Her Majesty the Queen. There shouldn’t be any connection with the battle, after all, it’s all about the fairies.”