Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Hilary was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then forced a smile: "This is your mission, Saori. It's like my mission—to maintain this fairy kingdom, to give the Pendragon family and the reincarnation Drew The necessary help for the Iraqi school. The mission cannot be avoided, and it must be completed."

"Yeah, this is what I should do and what I must do." Asakura Saori murmured in a low voice, as if she was strengthening her belief.

A series of situations explained to her by the gods and Seiko Tsuji flashed in her mind, as well as the tragic scenes of human beings that had been lingering in her mind and the cry of her mother Gaia when she was dying.

This is what she has to do and no one else can do it but her, no one can save this [world] but her.

This is the mission and the choice she needs to make.

.......

.......

After chatting for a long time, Hilary found an excuse, saying that she was going to watch the last round of the [Knights Conference] preliminary round.

Then reluctantly left Asakura Saori's side.

As soon as she left the fairy kingdom, her expression gradually turned cold, and she no longer saw the image of the little girl beside Saori.

The brows and eyes are full of ruthlessness and indifference, and even the natural waves of the blond hair have turned into a silvery white color.

This is what she looks like in the eyes of the outside world as the blood descendant of the fairy in the lake.

Even the [Past Saint] Jungle back then and the king of the past and future would still be honored as the noble existence of the Lady of the Lake.

With just one step under her feet, she came to the most iconic landmark in London.

Here, someone is already waiting for her.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Russell Pendragon." Hilary nodded slightly to the blond young man in front of her: "How did you complete what I asked you to do?"

Russell Pendragon took a deep look at her, then lowered his head not daring to blaspheme her beauty, just like a young man in love: "The last preliminary round is coming to an end. He taught me a lesson, and many young people in the family have agreed with me, even..."

"You don't need to tell me about this, you just need to get things done." Hilary gave him an emotionless look: "This is your promise to me, if you can't even complete this little thing , I have nothing to say to you."

"Then, that's it. I can't leave the fairy kingdom for too long. Looking forward to your good news."

After the words fell, there was no sign of her on Big Ben, only Russell Pendragon stood there silent.

"Hey~~!"

Chapter No.16 ends

On the ring, Yu Zhongming stood casually.

In front of him was the Knight of Virtue, Limar Ranmaloc, who was holding a strange object.

Yu Zhongming carefully looked at it twice, and felt that the things in his hands were somewhat familiar.

"Is that a belt in your hand?"

Limar Lamarok tied the belt on his body and shook his head: "No, this is knight armament. 200 years ago, the masters of the cycle druid school invented the armament specially for knights. A special weapon that can only be activated by knights of the source."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Yu Zhongming would not understand, so he explained again: "In fact, it is the special form of the [Dragon Musketeer] armed with the family, like the one in my hand, it was specially made for our family by our ancestors, only we Only people with family blood can activate it. Other knights, even if they also have the source of virtue of [generosity], cannot use it."

"Uh, thank you for the explanation. Actually, what I'm curious about is not this, but why is it a belt?" Yu Zhongming really didn't expect the young knight in front of him to be so sincere, and he explained it so simply.

"Hahaha, because the source of virtue in our family is [generosity]. As long as they are not bad people, we are very generous to others." Limar Ranmallock laughed loudly: "Even if it provokes the whole British knight Holy, you can still be generous with this little thing."

"Then can you tell me, what is the purpose of this belt in your hand?" It was rare to meet an interesting person, so Yu Zhongming decided to have a chat with him.

"So it's not the belt, but the knight's armament." Limar Lamarok corrected it again, and then said it naturally: "The function is to enhance my strength in a very ordinary way. Although this knight's armament is also the first Level of powerful armament, but in fact there are not many special functions, the only ability is to enhance the power of the source of virtue of the user. It is probably to enhance me, who is at the peak of the erosion state, to the state of another world.”

After explaining, Limar Lamaroc reached out and pressed the golden gemstone in the middle of the belt, and a piece of golden light instantly wrapped it.

A mechanical female voice came out from the golden light.

"Limited Dress - The Third Knight of Generosity - Perfect Form"

Two hexagram circles appeared from mid-air and the other from the ground.

The six-pointed star array in the sky slowly descends, and the six-pointed star array on the ground slowly rises.

And the golden light is fixed in this rising and falling form.

Ka~!Kaka~!

It sounded like the sound of mechanical gears turning, and as soon as the two hexagram circles came into contact, the skyrocketing golden light filled the entire stage.

Then it shrank suddenly, and all the golden light was taken back into the body of Limar Ranmalok.

"Ah~! It turns out that this is the feeling of being in another world."

Limar Lamarok raised his hands flat, feeling the source of virtue in his body that was completely different from that in the erosive state, and couldn't help feeling: "As a foreign state, you said those provocative words, not because of arrogance, but just for yourself. It’s just confidence in strength, right.”

"Are you ready?" Yu Zhongming waved the sheathed inscription knife Bai Wugou in his hand, driving the wind pressure to sweep away the dust on the ring.

To him, the foreign state in front of him who has been promoted through armed forces is still just a bigger ant, and the long sword does not need to come out of the body.

"No, it's not over yet." Limar Lanmalok waved again and again: "Don't worry, don't worry, for the sake of satisfying your curiosity, give me some more time."

He took out another revolver with a strange shape from his arms, and fiddled with it twice.

Then he aimed the muzzle at his temple and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang~!

A crisp gunshot sounded.