There was a sense of determination in that slash without any hesitation.

Seeing the oncoming slash, the Knight King who just raised his long sword couldn't help but feel a cold chill.

At this moment, she is in a sprinting posture, and it is impossible to change the direction of the long sword in her hand.

Therefore, she could only watch herself ramming towards the holy sword in Mordred's hand.

However, even so, she was not afraid, because her heart was extremely shocked at this time.

She recognized the treasure and understood the identity of this guy.

"You are,"

She said unwillingly, with bitterness in her words.

But, the next moment.

A crisp beep sounded, and the short white knife lifted the holy sword in Mordred's hand.

The man in dark brown and pale gold armor finally appeared at this moment.

And in his hands, the twin knives named 'Ganjiang Moxie' also blocked Mordred's subsequent sweeping blows.

"Why, has that damned guy learned how to find a helper?"

Mordred said unwillingly in that hoarse voice.

Just now, she almost killed the Knight King.

"No, no!"

Artoria roared angrily, regardless of the Wuming in front of her.

"It's this guy who violated the knight's duel, and I didn't ask for help!"

There was even hatred for Wuming in her words. At this moment, the rigid character belonging to the King of Knights was undoubtedly revealed.

In Wuming's eyes, there was also a slight bit of bitterness, but he, who knew the character of King Dumao, still concealed the bitterness.

After all, this guy is an extremely rigid knight king.

On the other hand, the Conqueror King Iskanbul couldn't help but smiled heartily.

"Sure enough, this knight king really doesn't understand people's hearts!"

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Chapter 170 [-] Alaya's Hound (Seeking a Reward)

"Sure enough, this knight king really doesn't understand people's hearts!"

There is a sense of heroism in the words, but more regrets.

As the King of Conquerors, he sighs for the King of Knights who is also the King.

Indeed, no matter from which point of view, the prestige left by the King of Knights in history is enough to be compared with him. Although the King of Conquerors has no idea of ​​​​discriminating against girls, what Dumao has done is not in the slightest. Domineering missed.

Without a trace of the majesty of a king, just spending a moment with Arturia, the conqueror Iscambul saw through the true heart of this girl.

This girl who has mastered great power is nothing more than a girl who was forcibly pushed to the throne in the end.

If she can't pay attention to the greatness of kingship and can't enjoy the authority of the king, she is not qualified to be called a king. It is simply too sad to be controlled by this king's status.

At least, that's what Iscambul thinks.

Gently lowering the dagger in his hand, he sighed faintly, as if he really felt sorry for the King of Knights.

However, Nero's mocking words came from his ears.

"Isn't it natural?"

There was palpable contempt in her tone.

"If you call her a knight, maybe there is no one more qualified than her, but as a king, she is far from worthy!"

As the tyrant of Rome, Nero contemptuously commented on Artoria, who is also the king, and her words contained deep contempt.

The two commented on Artoria, who is also the king, indifferently. Perhaps there was a little regret in the words, but more of them were called contempt.

As kings, they didn't even admit that the knight king was the same existence as them.

It is not enough to show the royal power and praise the domineering king, so what qualifications do they have to lead their own people forward.

He just couldn't do it, and even the status of the king turned into a kind of pain, how could such a guy insult the meaning of the king.

But at this moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely solemn.

Wuming, holding black and white double swords, looked at his enemy and could not help but sigh softly.

He didn't know that Mordred was also a heroic spirit belonging to Gilgamesh's side, but it would definitely not be difficult to solve it.

However, if he killed her here, he would surely become the target of all the heroic spirits, and it would be too difficult to kill Gilgamesh by then.

However, there aren't many options.

The Bow Knight in light gold and dark brown armor looked at the angry-looking Dumao slightly with an indifferent look of admiration, and sighed softly.

"I have no intention of interfering with your duel."

Wu Ming said lightly, with a hint of bitterness in his words.

"It's just that I don't want you to release that treasure, please forgive me."

After he said such words, he staggered his body slightly, and the embarrassment on his face gradually receded.

"The guy who insulted the knight duel, let me spare you this time."

Understanding what Wu Ming said, the King of Knights gently squeezed the blue hilt in his hand, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Standing in front of Mordred again, he gently raised his long sword and pointed it at the knight wrapped in silver armor.

"I understand your real name, and I will do my best to kill you, a scum that shouldn't exist."

Speaking words that made Mordred's heartache, Artoria waved the holy sword in her hand slightly, and the invisible wind king barrier covered the silver-white sword again.

"You really are so unreasonable."

Mordred lamented softly, but there was no trace of loss in his words.

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