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

The so-called darkness under the lamp is nothing more than that.

Now that the Northern Territory has almost completely fallen into the hands of the Camelot rebels, who would have thought that there would be rebels setting up their main camp near Tolon Square.

Withered yellow weeds lay on the lawn, and winter began earlier in the north than in other parts of Camelot.

The bleak night wind blew against Menechiel as he chewed the weeds, letting the dry juice bloom in his mouth.

Beside him, little Mordred was wrapped in Menechelle's shawl. She could also sense the master's low mood at this time, and stood quietly beside Menechelle.

In front of Menechelle was a dark stone platform. There was no dust or fallen leaves on the stone platform. It was obvious that someone had cleaned it frequently, making the stone platform look out of place with the surrounding environment. Apart from some wear and tear on the stone platform, This stone platform looks like new.

On the stone platform, slightly forward in the middle, there is a large sword placed horizontally. It has a red sword body and a dark hilt. Compared with a normal knight's sword, its size is too large and it is obviously placed flat. It was there, but like a monument, the quaint sense of the times surged up in an instant.

There wasn't much dust on the sword, and it had obviously been wiped clean, but the blade was dull.

That is the great sword belonging to the First Knight that symbolizes [Invincibility].Holding this sword, you will never fail.

Even if you don’t know any historical data, such a display can make people see at a glance that this is a scenic spot full of ritual and storytelling.Therefore, it is inevitable that some people will chatter.

In fact, it can be seen from the clear friction marks under the big sword that there are not a few people who come to tour the Holy Land.

Reaching out to touch the hilt of the sword, Menechelle took a long breath, but the heat in her chest did not cool down at all due to the cold air she breathed in.

It was obvious that Avriel had moved her tomb out of Torun Square in order to prevent unscrupulous people from disturbing her. But now, a new city was built because of his fame!
The sword buzzed slightly the first time Menechiel touched it, but when Menechiel exerted strength in his arm, the veins popped out, and the sword was only slightly suspended in the air.

Suddenly, the hem of his clothes was pulled. When he lowered his head, he saw Mordred's hand holding the hem of his clothes trembling with his head lowered.

Menechelle turned back silently, staring back with her red eyes. At the end of the hill, there was a figure standing at some point.

That was the leader of the Northern Resistance Army. It was said that he was an elite knight who dared to break into the hinterland of Camelot alone with 500 people. He seemed to be named Ezequiel.

But unfortunately, Ezequiel had just entered the hinterland of Camelot and received the news that his country had been destroyed by Morgan before he could transfer in.

"After the fall of Torun Square, Vortigern made no further moves for a long time, so many wandering bandits and wandering knights became active. They used the sword you left here as a test, and came here one after another, trying to Take up your sword and inherit your name of invincibility."

He went on to explain: "This situation was not stopped until I occupied the city."

——Stupid, it is the 20-year-old me who is stronger, not my sword.

Menechelle closed his eyes hard. He pushed Mordred behind him with one hand and said, "Afriel is a very important relative of mine."

"Even after death, she saved me again."

I remembered again how in the small town, April held his big sword and desperately stopped Morgan to buy him time.

Seeing Menechiel's appearance, Ezequiel didn't know how to speak.Fortunately, Menechelle didn't seem to want him to answer.Just listen to the other person saying to himself:
"No, maybe it's not me she wants to save at all."

——Perhaps in April's eyes, he is still the omnipotent brother.

"But now, I can no longer respond to her expectations."

How could he follow the northern soldiers who were probably enemies back to their stronghold? In fact, at that time, he felt the strength of the knights in front of him and knew that it would be difficult for him to escape, so he was forcibly brought there.

"Knight Menechiel, I am a Servant."

Mimic Servants are not purely Servants summoned with spiritual energy, but a more simple one, in which the Servant directly descends into a special state using a human body with a similar wavelength as a carrier.After all, they are also followers.

Ezequiel's situation is even more special. He came into his own body.

"If we were both human beings, I would probably have a hard time winning."

This is a more euphemistic way of saying it. Ezequiel knew that if he were both human beings and had a fair one-on-one duel, he wouldn't even have the courage to stand in front of the opponent.

"Servant." Menechel murmured the word.Since the appearance of this ghostly creature, his undefeated record has become a laughing stock, and he has suffered more defeats in the past week than he has experienced in decades.

Anguish and unwillingness entangled him, making him unable to breathe.Menechel knew that this was because his long-dead soul did not want to let him go.It is precisely because I feel powerless now that I miss my omnipotent self, and therefore feel at a loss due to the gap in reality.

But even so, he still had to cheer up, there should be something he could do.

"So, why did you suddenly go to the West?"

Menechel originally thought that the opponent's stronghold was near King's Ridge and came to investigate after sensing the fluctuation of magic power in the small city. However, Ezequiel came from afar from the Stark area.

If converted according to time, Ezequiel had set off at least a day ago.

"Ah, this ah..."

When talking about this matter, Ezequiel became difficult to talk about again, his eyes wandering.

"Since you said you need to borrow my wisdom from Shou Chengnan, then you should give me the necessary information."

To fight against the outside world, one must first pacify the inside. Although the other side is an enemy that must be eliminated, from the current point of view, it is also a force that must be united.So Menechiel didn't mind providing his own strength.

"You actually said that..." Ezequiel gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a difficult decision. Finally, with a stern look in his eyes, he said, "Actually, I chose to station here to monitor a group of servants. That’s Morgan’s servant.”

The ground suddenly shook violently.

"Lord Ezequiel!"

Horse hooves trampled the ground, and a knight hurried over.

"There is something strange! To the southwest of the city, there is the...magic reaction you mentioned!"

……

"Artoria, you are a Servant, right."

As Merlin finished speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka reacted the most. She subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Artoria beside her.

"I am... a Servant?"

Hearing Merlin's words, Artoria's eyes wavered, and her face showed an obvious confusion.

That was not a disguise, or a rhetorical question after his identity was discovered.

Her hand holding the sword couldn't help but loosen.

"I...I don't..."

"Don't know - of course."

A cold female voice sounded.When the voice fell, everyone's eyes fell on Artoria, but Artoria opened her mouth wide. Although the voice just now was hers...but she clearly didn't speak just now.

The friction sound of armors colliding with each other was heard at this moment, accompanied by an increasingly clear female voice:
"You just fused [a part of the memory stripped from my body]. You only have the remains of the spirit base, but no corresponding abilities."

As the golden light gathered, a figure stood in front of everyone, with long holy golden hair tied behind her head, a pair of blue eyes full of sharp light, and pure white armor clinging tightly to her body.

Although there is a difference in body shape, the face is very familiar.

——That is exactly the face of King Arthur Arturia.

Mina's miserable days are almost over