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

"What's the matter? Let's wait until she gives birth to the child. I don't want to watch her die." Anno said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fisher King was overjoyed and repeatedly agreed.

Anno turned back and glanced at Fisher King with icy eyes: "The mercy I gave is not for you, King, I don't believe that a teenage girl would make such a crazy decision on her own, and dare to plot against the King of Britain. The knight under the throne"

Fisher King fell into an ice cellar in an instant, stammering and speechless.

An Nuo looked away, his aura loosened: "I pity this, the sad girl who was calculated by my father."

"I originally thought that my son Lancelot was the victim, and your daughter Elaine was the perpetrator."

"But now it looks like they are all victims."

After Anno said these words of unknown meaning, he walked away, leaving King Fisher sitting alone on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Princess Elaine in the room listened to this sentence without a word.

Tears kept pouring out, and her eyes were filled with wonder.

However, at this moment, Elaine felt a twitch in her abdomen, and she couldn't help but let out a weak cry of pain.

"Master Princess!"

"Come on, the princess is about to give birth!"

After severe pain, Princess Elaine successfully gave birth to a baby boy.

But correspondingly, the weak Princess Elaine also entered the dying moment.

She watched the attendant hold her child on top of her, but her eyes couldn't even see the baby's appearance, let alone hug her son with her own hands.

Is this the punishment for my madness? she couldn't stop thinking.

"Lancelot, please forgive me, please forgive this stupid and sad woman." She said goodbye to the world in a weak voice.

Just then, a big hand suddenly pressed on her head.

"Take a rest, child," came a voice, and Elaine quietly lost consciousness.

===Chapter 77 The humble king is back===

Anno uses a healing magic dress to hang Princess Elaine's life.

He took over his grandson from the attendant on the side.

The baby was crying loudly, with a layer of white lanugo on its head, thin but loud.

"Did your princess name the child?" he asked the attendant.

"Ah, Lord Knight." The attendant knelt down on the ground in fear, "The princess ordered, this child's name is Galahad."

"Galahad?" Anno gently teased Galahad with his calloused hands, revealing a gentle smile that was hard to see.

"Giggle." Strangely, in the face of Anno, who was old and serious, Galahad stopped crying, but grabbed Anno's fingers with two small hands and laughed.

An Nuo's thoughts went back to the holy lake 20 years ago.

When he was young and old, he also held Lancelot, who was still a baby, and it was this gesture that teased.

No matter how strong and brave knights are, they cannot escape the corrosion of time.

The grandfather and grandson touched the forehead lightly, and Galahad stroked Anno's cheek curiously.

Anno put Galahad back in the hand of the attendant, and his expression was no longer serious: "Tell your princess, I am very satisfied with this name."

"Yes!"

He turned and walked out of the room, his expression back to normal.

Fisher King was standing at the door with a terrified smile.

Annuo glanced coldly at this fat, vile, and dirty middle-aged man, and snorted coldly.

He passed King Fisher, took two steps forward, and turned his head as if he had remembered something, "King, I need to ask Princess Elaine's opinion."

"Ah? What?" Fisher King was stunned.

"The child she gave birth to is my son's child. I need to ask her for advice and ask her if she is willing to leave here and go to a new environment." His eyes were filled with disgust and chill, "This palace is full of filth. Dirty smell is not good for my grandson's growth, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." King Fisher was about to cry, didn't he just want a son-in-law so he could find a big backer, why did he offend the big backer instead.

There are always some people who will never understand that a person should have a bottom line. If you touch the bottom line of others, you will naturally pay a price.

King Fisher had made up his mind that even if Princess Elaine didn't want to go, he would drive Princess Elaine away.

Because as long as this baby is still in Fisher Palace, this Anno knight will definitely come to the door every once in a while, and he doesn't want to see Anno again.

Three days later, Princess Elaine woke up, and Anno and Elaine made it clear what they meant.

He doesn't have much hostility to this girl who was being calculated, but it was absolutely impossible for her to meet Lancelot, because Lancelot obviously regarded that incident as a shame for his knighthood.

He is going to send Elaine and her son (who have lost their status as princesses) to Merlin's hometown, and let her raise Galahad in the fairy world.

He found Merlin by the holy lake. For some reason, Merlin rarely appeared in Camelot, and spent more time in Avalon and the holy lake.

Watching Elaine and her son enter the paradise, Anno breathed a sigh of relief.

On his way back to Camelot, he ran into a squire knight with a message.

The news brought by the squire knight made Anno no longer able to maintain a calm state of mind.

In the north of Britain, a Germanic nation, the Saxons made a comeback.

The person leading them was Anno's old friend.

The despicable king, the incarnation of stealing the will of Britain - Vortigern.

===Chapter 78 What should have been done 20 years ago===

A new round of roundtables began in haste.

Most of the Knights of the Round Table went out to carry out their own affairs, and only a few remained in Camelot.

Arthur, Argonaut, Gawain, Bedivere, Palamides, Anno, only six of the thirteen knights who were eligible to sit at the round table were present.

"I believe that this time the topic is clear to everyone." Arthur looked at the five knights solemnly, tapping his right index finger on the round table.

"King Bei, Votigeng." Anno said the name calmly.

There was obvious anger and hatred in his eyes.

It was his first major battle as a knight, and the only battle he fought alongside his dear friend, Uther Pendragon.

After that battle, although King Uther was nominally the king of knights, in fact he had lost the qualification to swing the sword as a knight, and only survived for more than ten years under Merlin's forcible extension of his life. Arthur stalled out of room to grow.

The culprit of everything is the devil dragon who stole the will of Britain - the humble king, the despicable king, Uther's brother, Arthur's uncle, Vortigong Pendragon.

Arthur noticed Anno's state. In the past, this elderly knight was taciturn and calm, but today, although he is still calm, the suffocating energy on his body seems to be coming out of his body. Among the knights of the round table, Ah, who is slightly weaker. The specification text even shed a drop of cold sweat under the influence of Anno.

"Yes, the direct murderer who caused my father's death, the devil dragon, the humble king Vortigen, with the group of Saxon maggots, is harassing the north of Britain." Although Arthur's face is immature, he has been in a high position for a long time and has a great momentum. Already raised, her voice carried a hint of anger, "The dignity of Britain is inviolable, even if he is my uncle."

She lowered her head and thought for a few seconds: "An Nuoqing, you played against the magic dragon decades ago, can you describe the situation at that time?"

Anno took a deep breath and nodded: "It's my duty."

The truth of the year brought Arthur and the other Knights of the Round Table deeper troubles.

Age Gaiwen sighed: "Votigeng is telling the truth, throwing away the waste of the bipedal dragon, the ordinary dragon species, whether it is Your Majesty or Lord Anno, Lord Lancelot, can be matched by one person. Geng, is it too strong?"

Balamedi hugged his chest and said after thinking, "I still feel that the mystery is playing tricks. Stealing the will of Britain seems to be a point of concern."

Anno nodded and said, "Stealing Britain's will, this sentence is not to increase your pressure, but it is true."

"Besides that, the dragon has a concept that is enough to make most of us feel at a loss for him."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Anno. He stretched out a finger and said slowly, "The concept is - 'A non-British king can't judge him'."

Gawain said angrily, "Then how do we kill him?"

Arthur smiled gently: "I am the King of Britain, Gao Wenqing."

"But let you face that Votigeng yourself, Wang," Gawain said urgently.

An Nuo stretched out a hand to stop Gawain from continuing: "King, you must attack this battle."

"However, please let me accompany you."

"Please allow me to do something that should have been done more than 20 years ago."

===Chapter 79 is old===

In the end, Arthur identified the members of the round table who went to slay the dragon.

She counted herself as one, with two knights, Anno and Gawain.

The day after the personnel were determined, King Arthur took his army to the north of Britain.

In this age when the average age is less than [-], Anno may be really old. After seeing the birth of his grandson Galahad and learning that Votigern is back to make troubles in the north of Britain, he has been This feeling.

Like a real old man, he no longer thinks about the future, but thinks more about the past, the grandmother of the orphanage director An Chengjin, the first king Youse he loyal to, the first time he held Lancelot, Show a happy smile.

With the power of Vortigern, Anno has a voice more than anyone else.

Before the expedition, he put his suicide note in his residence and handed it over to his housekeeper, Ruslan Hyde, who was bought by Anno. Working for Anno.

In this war, Anno has no confidence that he can come back alive.

He followed behind the majestic Arthur and the imposing Gawain, and sighed silently.

The British army was as strong as ever, the Saxons were no opponents at all, and the war was completely one-sided.

But Anno was not happy at all.

With an army of this level, he dared to attack the flourishing Britain. That monster was either arrogant or emboldened.

In a city in the far north of Britain.