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

Chapter 280 Vol. Shine!Cowherd round table by the beach ([-])
The bell in the center of Camelot City rang.

Three consecutive dull bell strikes stopped the bustling city for an instant. Whether they were merchants, knights or commoners, they all stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to stare at the clock tower.

On the high platform, two silent black knights detained a luxuriously dressed woman. Her beautiful long golden wavy hair was no longer the same as before, and the plain white dress was stained with stains that shouldn't have been there. The dust is no longer gorgeous.The bitterness and pain on the woman's face can't take away her noble temperament. She is the second most noble person in Camelot, and she is the queen of Camelot.

Her appearance brought the emotions of all the audience to the peak, and they shouted angrily, complaining for the king they respected.

The queen had a tryst with the king's knight, and the queen betrayed the king.

This is an unforgivable crime.

They roared loudly and demanded that the slut should be burned at the stake.The huge city of Camelot became the execution ground at this moment.

But among them, there is only one exception.

Lancelot held the sword in one hand, and most of his body was hidden in the shadows.His spirit and body were in pain as if they were torn apart. With red eyes, he looked up at the beautiful young woman who was forcefully oppressed by two knights and knelt down. The haze in his eyes reached its peak.

The last time he watched the execution of the fire, he was still the top knight of the round table, but this time he became Camelot's sinner, the queen's disloyal knight.

He closed his eyes in pain, and clenched his sword hand to the extreme.

Chong——!
Wuhui Huguang let out a mournful cry, as if feeling pain for his master.

When Lancelot opened his eyes again, there was only firmness left.

He has become a disloyal knight, so Guinevere cannot suffer alone.

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and Lancelot's body instinctively followed the movement of the sword.The knight who stayed on the periphery to maintain order was knocked down by Lancelot before he had time to react.But Lancelot's footsteps did not stop because of this, he waved the blade in his hand like crazy, no one in front of him, whether civilians or knights, could stop him for a moment.

The crowd, who had shouted "burning" in one order, was in a mess amidst the noise and panicked footsteps.

Lancelot seized the opportunity, he swept across with his sword, and the magic blade easily sank into the temporary wooden platform.As the sawdust fell down, the two black-armored knights on the platform and Guinevere, who was caught between them, fell off the platform one after another.

Lancelot ignored the two black knights who fell, and quickly caught Guinevere in mid-air by using the falling pieces of the wooden platform.

Landing steadily, he stroked Guinevere's hair distressedly, and then he turned around and wanted to leave.

But as the sound of armor squeezing each other came, several knights wearing various armors surrounded Lancelot in the center, and the magic power emanating from them was completely different from that of the serious knights who had just been dealt with casually .That is the Knights of the Round Table, Camelot's strongest force.

Lancelot was also one of them.

Looking at his former colleagues, Lancelot was surrounded by pain.But Guinevere, who was in a coma due to shock in his arms, made him suppress the pain.

"Step aside."

He said in a low voice.

"Sorry, Sir Lancelot, you can't escape anymore."

The speaker has short pale golden hair, and a bright silver knight sword glistens in the sunlight.

That's Gawain.

If the powerful knight with the reputation of the Sun Knight is entangled by him, it will not be easy to escape, so——

Lancelot glanced at the weakest part of the encirclement, where there was only a knight with a not-so-glamorous armor and a not-so-tall figure standing there. The opponent's lance could not be fully displayed in this narrow space.

So Lancelot didn't hesitate any longer, he exerted force on his feet, and rushed towards the knight in a charging posture.

"Step aside!"

He yelled at the Knights of the Round Table who stood there stupidly as if unable to recover, this was Lancelot's last mercy.He waved the blade in his hand and slashed hard at the opponent's body.

Gawain came back to his senses, he turned his body and yelled Lancelot's name loudly, he wanted to stop him, but it was too late——

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

"Forehead……?"

Lancelot looked at the knight's sword grasped with one hand, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Although he was unwilling to kill Gareth and kept his hand, but compared to killing Gareth with a single sword in his life, This time his slash was blocked with one hand?

"You tricked Lancelot!"

It was Gawain's voice, Lancelot was startled, he noticed something wrong in the dream.

——Could it be that Gao Wen also...

He wanted to take back the sword, but no matter how hard he tried, the blade would not budge.

Suddenly, the armor of "Gareth" in front of him exploded layer by layer, and the flying armor fragments were wrapped in a layer of blood-colored magic power and smashed into Lancelot's face one after another.

Immediately, he only felt a lightness in his hand, his sword was forcibly snatched away, and the hilt rubbed against his hand at high speed, grinding blood out of his palm.

Lancelot was horrified, he hurriedly looked up, but there was no Gareth in front of him?A blood-colored wide-bladed sword smashed down at him head-on.The sharp blade completely ignored the purple light armor on Lancelot's body, and Guinevere in his arms was split in half.

The donated blood splashed, hit the surging red magic layer and was instantly vaporized into a blood mist, leaving only four petals of a human body that lost its vitality and fell to the ground.

The evil knight Lancelot, executed.

"Okay, okay." Gawain came over and patted the shoulder of the man who was shaking the blood on the sword: "Miss Menechel, if it weren't for you, this guy might have escaped."

——The world suddenly collapsed.

"Wait for me!" Lancelot slapped the table and stood up. He pointed to Gawain who was rubbing his brows uncomfortably because he was forced to wake up. There is a character who should never appear!"

He originally planned to go to his dream to make up for the regret that he killed Gareth by mistake, but he was actually killed by a background character in his dream.

"Mr. Lancelot, don't make a fuss. Didn't this Sir Menechel say that? Since our demands are too consistent, there is a high probability that our dreams will be shared." Gawain's voice was gentle, completely There is no ostentation like a wild beast in the dream.

He also went to the dream to make up for the regret of not being able to save Gareth.

"But but but—" Lancelot was so anxious that he even forgot to say anything, and could only use fragmentary words to express that Menechel should not have appeared at that time.

Obviously, he hadn't recovered from being killed in his dream.

"Oh, I thought it was a story solitaire, so I continued thinking about Sir Mordred's dream."

In fact, it was just to bring in a background character who could defeat Lancelot. In Gawain's impression, only Menechel with a sword could do it so easily.

How could he be so unmoved?

Gao Wen was horrified.

"It's a good dream." Minenchel, who was temporarily recruited into the dream to act as a righteous bullcutter, nodded, feeling that there was one less regret in her heart, and looked at Minenako with expectant eyes: "It's my turn, I'm the only staff member present, right?"

Minenako continued to release her treasure without hesitation, and the white mist enveloped everyone present in a few breaths.

The white mist quickly deprived him of consciousness, and while he was drowsy, the sound of the wind passed by his ears.

The north wind hit his face with snowflakes, and the cold tingling brought him back to his senses.

He noticed the snow on his shoulders, he noticed the makeshift cenotaph in front of him, and fell silent.

"Master Menechel."

At this time, a notification sound came from behind him.

He turned his head back silently, and the snow was shaken off one after another because of this action. He saw the trembling attendant standing in front of him, and he saw his appearance from the reflection of the other's eyes.

Blood-red armor, and black hair mixed with a little white.

Seeing that Menechel turned her head and said nothing, the attendant hurriedly said, "Guests from Camelot have arrived."

His eyes were in a trance for a while, but immediately became clear.

He seems to know the current timeline.

As a result, Menechel's eyes showed evil spirits.

"okay, I get it."

　【Chicken and rabbit in the same cage problem】

　　It is known that Arthur has a head and two legs, and Shumi has a head and two legs.Put Shumi and Arthur into a room, and after a while, send out a familiar who can see only one head from above and be killed, and send another familiar who can see five legs from below and be killed.

　　Q: What is the state of the room at this time?

　　
　
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