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

Chapter 281 Vol. Shine!Cowherd round table by the beach ([-])
The door of the reception room was pushed open, and several knights walked into the room surrounded by a woman in a robe and a veil in the middle.

The atmosphere in the room was very quiet, even Kai, who liked to joke the most, stood on one side without saying a word. Someone caught a glimpse of a group of knights walking in and recognized the identity of the person in the middle - that was King Arthur's sister , Your Majesty Morgan.

And the five knights who surrounded Morgan like guards were also rising stars in Camelot in recent years.So among them, the thought of going up to politely came up.But such an idea was crushed to death as soon as it came out.

The clacking sound of the armor resounded in the quiet reception room, and those who heard the sound lowered their heads.

Menechel walked a few steps closer with the sword in one hand, his bright red eyes were dark without obvious emotional fluctuations, he seemed to have suffered a serious mental blow as Kay said in the report.

"Lord Menechel, stop."

The knight in golden armor held down the sword at his waist with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to block Menechel.

Menechel stopped six steps away from Morgan, he casually stuck his sword on the ground beside him, and the giant sword easily sank into the stone bricks.

From the beginning to the end, Morgan's guards kept their eyes on their hands near the hilt.

He slowly removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and stuck it to his side. He looked at the knight who had spoken before——according to the common sense given by the Holy Grail, he in the future can be considered a little famous, known by the world as For the Holy Grail Knight of the Round Table, Boss.

But there is still a slight gap between the young and young Boss and his Menechel.

Just at this moment, Morgan took the initiative to break away from the guards of the crowd. She stepped forward and stood two steps away from Menechel, and at this distance, as long as Minechel wanted to, she could kill her at any time. Morgan's head.

The corners of Morgan's mouth hidden under the veil seemed to rise a little bit, but there was nothing unusual in his voice: "Sir Menechel, the king has been entangled in years of war, but he is really worried about the bereaved confidant knight, So I was sent to offer condolences on her behalf."

Menechel didn't answer, and only heard Morgan continue to say in a businesslike tone: "And because of your physical considerations, the command of this knight order will also be handed over to Kai for the time being."

Kai, who was suddenly nominated, turned livid, and he clenched his fists angrily and took a few steps away.

Menechel suddenly took a step forward.

Qiang Qiang——

The sound of drawing swords kept coming and going, and the five guarding knights behind them had already made a posture of guarding, but Morgan raised his hand to stop them before they stepped forward.

Morgan raised his face with a smile on his face, and Menechel finally saw the true face hidden under the veil. The face that was exactly the same as Artoria except for the hair color made Menechel almost nauseous .He lowered his voice and said in a very soft tone: "Is it you?"

But compared to Menechel's suppression, Morgan's voice was unrestrained: "I am here to express condolences on behalf of the king."

She emphasized her identity.

Then her magic sound transmission sounded in Minechel's ear again: "So what if it's me?"

Even after hearing such an answer for the second time, the anger that was about to burst out of his heart was still uncontrollable. The flames of anger rushed to his brain, and his reason was instantly assimilated. He made the same thing as before. Choice - Menechel's hand reached for the hilt of the great sword beside her.

Almost at the moment when he made this action, the five knight swords had arrived at his body in no particular order.

His right hand, which was holding the hilt, was blocked by Boss's sword. If he moved an inch further, he would touch the blade. His neck and shoulders were pointed by two swords respectively. The five knights stared at Meneche intently. Er, waiting for his next instruction.

"Put down the sword! You dare to point the sword at the grand duke who was conferred by the king without the king's order-are you planning to rebel?" Kai reacted first, and he roared, but the five knights remained The action of drawing the sword did not move.The anger in Kai's heart was even more intense. He rarely pulled out the knight sword at his waist and cut off the corner of the square table next to him: "Put down the sword!"

"Put down your sword, you brave knights. The Grand Duke of Rehe is a knight who has made great achievements for Camelot. How can he be against me? He was just born because of his grief over being assassinated by his sister. instinctive action."

Instead, Morgan began to defend Menechel. She looked at Menechel, who kept repeating the false clasping motion without saying a word, and said again: "Do you think I'm right? Sir Menechel?"

She was waiting for him to make a stand, she was forcing him to submit.

Menechel closed her eyes.

If he breaks with Morgan here, whether he can kill Morgan is another matter, but after that, no matter what his will is, he will run counter to his long-cherished wish, his ideal, and even the first half of his life.

In his lifetime, he hesitated at this moment.At that time, he nodded for uncheckable and ruined his proud life. When he regained his composure and wanted to draw his sword again, he found that he could no longer hold his own weapon.

Hands held back by sin and stained by blood donation cannot hold the so-called strongest weapon.

But, the strongest who can't even guard the people around him, the mature who can't even avenge his sister——

Opening his eyes, the light in Menechel's eyes disappeared, leaving only a dull red in his pupils, he slowly let go of his hand, and the smile in Morgan's eyes, which had captured this scene in his eyes, was even wider, she quietly Waiting for the opponent's submission.

Menechel suddenly stretched out his hand, and quickly grabbed the opponent's head before Boss could react. He didn't give Boss any time to react, and grabbed Boss with one hand and threw it at the four knights in front of him.

Menechel took another step forward, and once again drew out the great sword beside her with her free right hand.

There was no lag, as smooth as thousands of times in the past, the Dragon Sword responded to Menechel, the blade pierced the air and made a piercing sonic boom.

——Such a false name, fuck it!
The next moment, a column of blood splashed.

Boss blocked Morgan with his body.

The four knights woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They all raised their swords and stood in front of Morgan.

The purple magic power shone brightly, and the surrounding knights drew out their swords under the influence of Morgan's magic.

Licking the blood stained on his face, Menechel looked around arrogantly, and raised his sword at all the knights.

Such a provocative act was the beginning of the killing.

Swinging horizontally and slashing vertically, each of his swords took away a large swath of life, and the smell of blood polluted the air around him.

His heart was beating wildly and wildly in his chest.

But he was old after all, with gray hair, and every time he swung his sword, he would be wounded by an attack that he couldn't care about.

His eyes suddenly began to blur - this was not due to his emotions, it was a precursor to the collapse of the dream.

He opened his eyes hard and looked at Morgan who was hiding behind the knight knight——after finally making up his mind, he was unwilling to give up like this!

Menechel was panting, holding the dragon sword in his hand, feeling the tremor of the sword and feeling the tremor of his heart.

Trembling, trembling.

The decayed and cold body began to flow hot blood.

The exploding Thunder Snake exploded from his body after a long absence, and the thunder rose from the sword, reaching its peak when the sword was raised.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes completely disappeared, the black and white hair flew in the air, but the ink was soaked in it, his lungs no longer convulsed, he no longer felt cold, no longer felt tired, he became that first knight again.

Winning the city alone is unparalleled in the world.

The moment the sword falls, it disappears, all sounds are lost in the thunder, and all forms are lost in the thunder.

After the thunder, everything was silent.

But whether it was intentional or not, the Thunder Snake didn't hurt Morgan at all, but the knight in front of her, the magic barrier she raised, and even the master who swung the sword were all wrapped by the Thunder Snake.

After the thunder like a natural disaster, there was a long period of tranquility.

A thick layer of smoke and dust blocked Morgan's view.

—Nobody survived.

Although she thought so, her body was still trembling and she wanted to leave.

In a trance, a creepy feeling surged into her heart, she turned her head stiffly, only to see a pair of scarlet eyes flashing suddenly in the smoke and dust behind her, a feeling of being locked in somewhere. Her heart rose.

She opened her mouth, only feeling difficult to breathe.

The smoke dissipated, and Morgan looked at Menechel who was panting while leaning on the sword, at the scorched arm, and at the disintegrating body.

Watching each other step by step, approaching step by step.

She forgot to run away.

"Morgan..."

She heard the hoarse voice of the knight in front of her, as if it was a ghost from hell.And the state of the opponent at this time is indeed not different from that of the evil spirit.

The thick blood on the blade suppressed everything to the extreme, the thousand-year anger, the thousand-year confusion, the thousand-year regret shattered, the blood was so thick that it almost turned into blood and flowed out——

With the first blow, he chopped off Morgan's arm.Before the stump hit the ground, it was first coked.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Morgan screamed and fell to her knees clutching her severed limb.

But Menechel did not hesitate, the second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword——

The screams went from fierce to inaudible at the end.

The Tenth Sword——

He smashed what was left of Morgan's head with the back of his sword.

And after doing all this, his body is riddled with holes like broken porcelain.

His body shook, and finally fell to the ground safely.

　【correct answer】

　　Shumi turned Arthur's hands into feet, made him lie on the ground with all four feet, stepped on Arthur's head with one foot and landed on the other foot, raised his head proudly with his hands on his hips
　　
　
(End of this chapter)