The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 194 The Legendary First Knight
Click and click.

The sound of footsteps sounded unhurriedly in the corridor of Chaldea, making others involuntarily keep pace with those who came.

On the way to the spiritual foundation storage room, Menechel's face showed an indifference without joy or sorrow. Even if he was not deported, even Menechel would not forcefully return to his seat by suicide—although he He was deceived by the spirit foundation, but neither Fujimaru Tachika nor Galahad, who was like a child, were not the kind of guys who couldn't bear it.

As a Servant, Menechel is undoubtedly the most outstanding group, but the personality shown by the other party seems to be too cold, but this is inevitable, after all, this is rumored to stand at the top of the knight exist.

Mash followed behind Menechel, and popularized Chaldean knowledge to the newly joined servants. Unlike the normal Holy Grail ceremony, the Chaldean summoning technique only instilled the Servant with a request for salvation. As for The current situation of human reason and other aspects cannot be taken into account.

"Mr. Menechel, your communication device, Da Vinci, is also being prepared...you can use it to transmit information or learn about Chaldea."

Maybe it was because Menechel's aura was so powerful that Mash unconsciously used honorifics. She looked at the man around her curiously—especially when she learned that the Servant who had merged with her was about to After becoming another strongest knight, her curiosity became more and more irresistible.

At a certain corner, Menechel stopped suddenly, and Mash who was following him also stopped subconsciously.She raised her head but met Menechel's downcast gaze.

"You seem to have something to ask me."

There is no emotional ups and downs in the voice, although it is a question sentence, but because the expression of the person who said it is too cold, it gives people a feeling of stating the facts.

"Ah, yes!" Looking at those dark red eyes, Matthew straightened up subconsciously: "Mr. Menechel always feels different from what others say?"

"The content of the legend is only a fabrication after all." Menechel shook his head, and he severely reprimanded in the tone of a senior refuting a junior: "As a knight, you should always remember that the only thing you can trust is your own judgment. "

Mash was a little puzzled, she heard about Menechel from other Servants in Chaldea.Although she was puzzled, the girl kept her attitude extremely low when facing Menechel's stern teacher-like attitude, she nodded and agreed, "Yes! I will pay attention!"

Listening to Matthew's energetic reply, Menechel nodded flatly and then walked forward, the corners of his mouth slightly raised—isn't this much more interesting than defeating Galahad?
Suddenly, Menechel stopped in his footsteps, and an electric arc flickered on his body, looking towards the direction of the faint sound.

Just at this moment, the door was pushed open, and a young man with short purple hair walked out of the room.

"Good morning, Matthew."

There was an impeccable smile on Lancelot's face. As early as Matthew stepped into this dormitory area, he had noticed it and was always ready to run into him—although he didn't have the same cute smile as the one who used his son's spirit base. The girl reveals that she is the father of the other party, but the encounters with her lovely daughter again and again are also a good mediator in ordinary life.

Obviously, meeting Lancelot was beyond Matthew's expectations. She looked around as if she had just woken up from a dream and found that she seemed to have taken the wrong path, but she couldn't just because of this, she was full of eager expectations. Lancelot, who was finally looking forward to the dog's master's return, just turned around and left. If that happened, Lancelot would probably fall into self-doubt like a widowed old man.

Mash showed hesitation, and finally replaced herself with the latest identity:

"Good morning... Dad."

Lancelot's eyes were almost narrowed, with a happy smile on his face.

——Sure enough, the daughter is much cuter than that kid Galahad, this soft greeting, this cute voice, this heart-pounding address... Eh?dad?
Lancelot's eyes widened rapidly, and his body staggered back a few steps as if he had suffered an unknown blow, making him almost retreat into the room he had just walked out of.

"This title is not good for the heart."

Having said that, Lancelot clutched his chest, but his face was full of satisfaction. He didn't even have time to understand why Matthew would call him father suddenly, and he was dazzled by the great happiness first. Mind, in the contented bubble, he seemed to see the deceased predecessor standing on the other side of the bridge with arms folded.

But then Lancelot's heart felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer—that didn't seem to be an illusion!

"Lord Menechel... No, Lord Menechel, are you here too?"

He saw the existence that made his heart sink rapidly, the knight who made him live in the opponent's shadow all his life.

"Mr. Lancelot, pay attention to your appearance as a knight." Menechel looked at Lancelot with a cold face, his eyes glanced back and forth between Lancelot and Matthew, and said in a low voice, "Are you Number one knight, every move you make represents the image of Camelot, if you do something stupid that shames the title of number one of the round table, I don't mind personally sending you on your way."

The impeccable speech, between the lines, reveals the unruliness of a first knight and his dissatisfaction with his juniors.But Mash always felt a little weird—it was true that Menechel was the first knight, but was his position wrong?

At this time, Lancelot's expression also showed some hesitation.

That's it?Just a verbal warning?Normally, shouldn't the other party sneer and say, "Come on, let me see if you have the strength to bear the number one" and then draw out the sword and invite the innocent Lancelot to fight?

Looking at the father and daughter who fell silent at the same time, Menechel kept the expression on his face.Although he wanted to sneer and pull out his sword at this time to test whether Lancelot, the number one knight of the round table, had the strength to bear the number one, but in order not to damage his image in Gaoshen, he resisted and stopped.

——It’s so embarrassing, if I knew it, I wouldn’t have come here.

This is the common aspiration of the three knights present at this time.

But there was a slight buzzer sound, and another door next to Lancelot's room opened at this moment, revealing a face with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Lancelot, you are..."

Halfway through speaking, the visitor was startled by the three-legged confrontation in front of him. He looked at the man standing between Lancelot and Matthew. His eyes gradually turned from surprise to surprise. Gawain stepped forward. Two steps gave a hug to a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Miss Menechel, long time no see."

　The reason why Minai was specially arranged to live in a room away from the Knights of the Round Table was because Minai was a traitor to Camelot in the legend, and they were afraid that they would fight if they lived together.But Minai lost his way here, it can also be said that the faction is calling

　　
　
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