In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"King Anuo, don't point the chalky blade at Lancelot at any time, this is my only request, the only request."

An Nuo's expression changed from doubt at first to surprise and thinking after hearing this.

In the end, he nodded heavily: "I understand, fairy."

He said solemnly: "I, Anno, hereby swear by my chivalry that I will never point my sword at my son, Lancelot, at any time."

The fairy smiled in relief and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, leaving behind a rippling water wave.

Anno sorted out his complicated feelings, walked to Lancelot's side, and patted his shoulder.

"Father……"

"Lancelot, don't talk." Anno stroked Lancelot's purple hair, as if Lancelot was still the baby the fairy picked up by the lake.

Lancelot took a deep breath and forced himself to smile: "I never thought about it from the beginning."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

"Let's go, Lancelot, the fairy doesn't intend to punish you, but she doesn't want to see you either. Come back to Camelot with me." Pulling Lancelot up, Anno took Lancelot with him. out of the forest.

"Then, go do what I did back then and do it again!"

"Yes, father."

===Chapter 61 Tristan and Arthur's sword fight===

"Are you the younger brother of Qing Wenqing?" Arthur sat on the throne and looked down at the boy who was kneeling below.

The boy is only 11 years old, but he is tall and burly, with a height of more than 1.5 meters.

He has a tender and handsome face and soft golden shattered hair, wearing a decent noble dress, and kneeling meekly and respectfully in front of his king, his uncle.

"Yes, King."

Arthur asked with a smile, "Why did you come to me, Gawain."

"Please allow me to be loyal to you, my king." Gao Wen raised his head solemnly, his tone and expression were mature and determined, "I heard from brother Lan Malok that you want to organize News from one of the most powerful and best Order of Knights."

Arthur's smile faded away.

She was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Gao Wen, you are only 11 years old."

Gao Wen raised his head sharply, and met Arthur's lion-like eyes.

Imposing, serious and bright.

He couldn't help but pause for a moment, the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat.

"Can you tell me your reason, why you want to be loyal to me." Arthur leaned forward with an interested expression.

Gawain took a deep breath and sorted out his words: "Because I am your nephew, a knight of Britain."

After speaking, he lowered his head deeply.

At this moment, a man with long red hair dressed as a knight walked into the chamber.

Like Gawain, he kneeled on the ground with his right hand covering his chest.

"King Arthur."

Arthur's attention was drawn to the past: "You are the one recommended by Mr. Merlin and Lord Anno... Knight Tristan? The knight who wandered with princesses from other countries?"

Tristan stood up and nodded: "Under Tristan, 19 years old, a wandering knight who served without a master... He was originally the prince of Mark Kingdom."

His implication is, even if I was once your enemy, will you accept my allegiance?

Arthur smiled indifferently: "As the king of knights, I still have the capacity to tolerate people, as long as you swear not to betray."

Tolerance is an important virtue of a knight.

"Tristan... and Gawain, come with me." Arthur stood up from the throne and led the two out of the royal court to a place.

A place of great commemoration.

In this place, Uther Pendragon, the former king of Britain, had a battle with the legendary chalk knight Anno, and since then, Anno has been loyal to Uther and fought north and south for Britain.

Arthur's purpose for bringing the two here is self-evident.

She did not choose to use her own saber, the golden sword of victory, but picked up a steel long sword on the weapon rack.

"Then - Lord Tristan, let me see your temperament." Arthur's breath was calm, and he said in a condensed voice.

Tristan put his harp aside, drew his new saber, and took a deep breath.

"excuse me."

As soon as the words fell, he saw that he seemed to have turned into an afterimage, and several swords were slashing at Arthur.

Suppressing the enemy with speed is Tristan's consistent style.

But Arthur's style can be described as the same as Anno's - powerful, and Arthur can use some wind magic to help fight.

In an instant, Tristan's offensive was blocked by Arthur.

"A little naive, Lord Tristan." Arthur drew his sword closer, the blade flickering.

===Chapter 62 Punishment===

King Arthur is one year younger than Tristan in terms of age, but in terms of martial arts, he is one level stronger than Tristan.

The first wave of offensive was easily cracked, and Tristan's heart couldn't help but be covered with a layer of dust.

Is it going to fail twice in a row in just two days?

Grinning his teeth, Tristan resolutely swung his sword.

The swords collided, making a crisp sound.

Arthur's strength was stronger than Tristan's, and he spotted a gap where Tristan could retract his sword. Arthur directly forcibly broke through Tristan's defense, and the side of the steel long sword was drawn directly on Tristan's leg.

"Ugh!" Tristan exclaimed bitterly, trying to endure the pain to distance himself from Arthur.

And Arthur took advantage of the situation to bully him, holding a sword in his right hand, while his left hand grabbed Tristan's wrist and squeezed hard.

"Hmm!" A strange voice came from Tristan's mouth, his right hand hung down weakly, and the newly changed saber fell to the ground with a "click".

The blade of the steel long sword rested not far from Tristan's neck. He raised his head and saw Arthur's confident smile.

"It's decided, Prince of Mark."

Tristan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, stared blankly at Arthur. After a long time, he said, "It's really sad..."

He slumped on the ground feebly: "What I am really proud of is my archery... But since I lost, then please call me Lord Tristan in the future... King."

Arthur reached out and pulled Tristan up: "Remember to attend tomorrow's council, knight."

Tristan nodded silently and stood up again.

Arthur put the stainless steel long sword back on the weapon rack, turned to Gawain who was uneasy, and said to him seriously: "Gaowen, I also accept your allegiance. However, your strength needs to be diligent, and Cui Qing and I just now In this fight, I hope you learn something."

Gao Wen took a deep breath and nodded: "Understood, Wang."

At this time, three figures appeared on the martial arts field.

"If you want to get a real workout, I hope you can arrange it for me, young knight." The leader of the three wore silver-white armor, and his long black hair was casually draped behind him, like a second cloak. .

He walked up to Arthur and knelt down on one knee: "King."

Behind him, the purple-haired knight Lancelot and another little boy with pale blond hair also knelt down with him.

Gawain next to Arthur saw the little boy and couldn't help but say, "Gahoris, why are you here?"

The little boy named Gahoris showed a smile: "Brother Gawain has become a knight, so I'm here with Uncle Anno and Brother Lancelot."

Arthur smiled kindly and helped Annuo: "Master Annuo, welcome back."

"Frightened, King." Anno stood up with a serious expression. "Knights who make mistakes need to be punished, King. But Lancelot is not only my son, he is also your servant."

"Is it because of being drunk last night..." Arthur was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Master Anno, you can punish Lancelot."

Lancelot was still kneeling on the ground, reproaching himself.

It was a serious mistake to lose your manners in front of a foreign princess (Isolde).

Anno nodded, turned around, and said sternly to Lancelot: "Then, Lancelot, as a father and general, my punishment for you is—"

"Go to the inhuman realm, bet your life, and wipe out the creatures there!"

===Chapter 63 Let's catch up Gao Wen===

There were two more unfamiliar faces in King Arthur's council.

Quiet and silent red-haired knight Tristan, and immature young knight Gawain.

No one will question King Arthur's decision, but there will definitely be challenges for these two sudden emerging elites.

In Britain, knights are kings, and in the group of knights, strength is the most important measure.

British commoners and knights would discuss after dinner, who is the strongest knight in Britain.

Some people say that it is the king of knights Arthur Pendragon, because the king of knights is naturally the strongest knight.

There are also many people who say that the Anno knight who accompanied Britain in the time of the previous kings is the strongest knight in Britain, and some even think that Anno's son Lancelot has surpassed the old Anno, he is the strongest in Britain. knight.

There are different opinions.

But in fact, which knight is the strongest, many high-level officials in Britain are well aware that a large part of the commoners who still remember Anno's deeds during the King Uther period did not survive the famine a few years ago, and became Starvation in the dark night before dawn.

King Arthur announced the punishment of the knight Lancelot's drunken gaffe at the parliament. Several knights wanted to intercede for Lancelot, but saw that Lancelot's father, Anno, didn't say anything, so he gave up .

The council was dissolved, and Anno sent Lancelot outside the city.

He patted Lancelot on the shoulder and said quietly: "This is not just a punishment, my son, I hope it can make you grow and benefit for a lifetime."

Lancelot smiled confidently. He had been in touch with the core of power very early, and he understood how powerful it was. He also knew that his father and Wang would not harm him: "I know, father."