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

Chapter 450 Woodworth: How can we build a good goblin country with these insects?

The aerial battlefield of Londinion.

The elf Menechelle was completely at a disadvantage.

Unlike the brief and swift confrontation in the form of a dragon, after transforming into a human, the confrontation between Melyuzina and the fairy Menechiel became slow and deadly.

Meluzina's hands were covered with fine black dragon scales and her strength was astonishing. The fairy Menechelle tried to block her with her sword, but the red and white sword she formed with her scales was interrupted in the first confrontation.

The feeling of hunger in the stomach became stronger and stronger, and the infant body, which had not been replenished with magic power for a long time, could only be beaten by Melyuzina like a rag.

But her behavior only further angered Melyuzina.

"Why don't you fight back!"

Why are you pretending to be guilty now? I didn't see you being so aloof when I first started talking!

But the elf Menechiel didn't answer, still only focusing on defense. She knew clearly that even if she really let go of her hands and feet to fight Melyuzina, she would have no chance of winning without returning to her true form.

Crossing her arms to parry, the same black scales covered her elbows, blocking Melyuzina's punch. Using the force of being knocked away, she retreated again. Magic power gathered in front of her and set up thirty barriers. He could barely block it for half a second, but was shattered by a punch.

She flapped her wings again and continued to retreat. At this time, they had rushed from directly above the city of Londinion to the sky above the forest on the outskirts. Even if you really can't beat him, you still have to lure the opponent away.

He was punched in the face again, and the scales protecting his cheek were torn apart by the strong dragon claws. With a clicking sound, fragments of scales scattered downwards.

"Can't you bear it anymore?"

Hearing Meluzina's words, Fairy Menechelle was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out to touch the place where she had just been hit. Naturally, there were cracks there.

No, the scales had been knocked off, so the crack was now on her cheek.

boom--

Violent magic burst out from her body, and her usually expressionless face showed a panic look. She caressed her cheeks with both hands. The magic that had previously burst out was suddenly suppressed, but at the next moment it was stronger and stronger. A violent form erupted.

Melyuzina took to the air again to avoid being affected by the turbulence caused by the release of magic power, and the dragon scale armor clinging to her body became deeper.

But before she could make her next move, her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

She suddenly faced north, her eyes becoming angry. She took another look at the fairy Menechelle, who was trying her best to suppress her magic power but failed repeatedly and seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Bang!

In the next moment, her body suddenly disappeared from the spot and sped towards the north.

……

"What the hell is the Fairy Knight doing!"

Directly below, Woodworth, who was hiding in the center of the military formation, looked at the fairy Melyuzina who suddenly gave up her opponent and flew towards the north like crazy. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "She actually left the battlefield at such a critical moment - Her Majesty the Queen is really disgusting. We should do this kind of fairy knight!"

He immediately issued an order to retreat, preparing to wait for subsequent reinforcements arriving from Oxford and other places to fight together. But just as he said the words, he suddenly saw the black figure falling downwards in the center of the flames.

"Wait, let's catch her with several people!"

Similarly, on the city wall, the Round Table Army also witnessed all this.

Gareth shouted, but the elf Menechelle seemed to have lost consciousness and was falling freely towards the ground.

"That idiot!"

Suddenly there was an angry scolding from beside him, and then Gareth felt a gust of wind pass by his ears. He looked over hastily and saw that Ezequiel had already swept down the high wall and rushed towards the elf Menechelle.

……

The walls of Londinion.

Although the goblin Lancelot suddenly left the battlefield for some reason, fortunately the result was good. When Woodworth's military formation began to retreat backwards, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

However, this does not mean that Londinion won. After the Queen's army retreated back to the area beyond the bow and arrow attack area, they stopped and set up camp. They were defeating Londinion's fighting spirit step by step in this way. .

Goblins do not need to eat or even sleep. In this regard, Londinion, which is mainly composed of human soldiers, is naturally at a disadvantage.

"If this continues, we will definitely lose."

Aulalia withdrew her gaze from looking down, and spoke solemnly to the command staff of the surrounding Round Table Army.

Gareth was holding the goblin Menechelle who fell from the air. If Ezequiel hadn't just desperately left the city and killed the approaching tooth goblin, she might have been snatched away by the queen's army.

"She is no longer able to fight." Gareth hugged the elf Menechelle tightly, and she could feel that the other person's body temperature was frighteningly low: "We can no longer rely on her for the next siege." "We need reinforcements. "

Eventually Ezequiel told the truth that everyone understood.

But the problem arises again. The Queen's Army has blocked Londinion's way out, so how to go out and deliver the information.

"I'll go." Ezequiel touched his hair and stood up on his own initiative.

Following the lead of the first person, several more non-commissioned officers immediately stood up and wanted to go together.

But all they got was Ezequiel's rejection.

"If you follow me, you will only hold me back."

This was quite arrogant, but no one present refuted it. Just now, Ezequiel jumped off the city wall alone and killed several goblins in the Queen's army, and then quickly brought the goblin Menechelle back into the city. This alone makes this old knight worthy of being the strongest among Londinion's existing personnel.

Seeing no one objected anymore, Ezequiel sat down again: "Since there is no objection, then let me go."

"The time is tonight."

The goblin doesn't need to sleep. Even at night, the Queen's army will still not relax its guard, but the reduced visibility will give him more possibilities to break through.

The short combat meeting ended here. Except for Ezequiel, no one returned to the city to rest.

"Wait, Ezequiel."

The old man stopped talking and looked at the speaker. Gareth caught up, her face red.

"If you want to woo me, I agree." Ezequiel made a small joke, but it did not ease the atmosphere.

Gareth's voice sounded awkward and ashamed: "I hope... I hope you can look for Mr. Percival on your way to seek help."

Knowing that her request was excessive, Gareth still said it. She lowered her head and did not dare to look into Ezequiel's eyes. She knew that other people in the command had the same idea, but because they were not familiar with Ezequiel and were afraid that the other party would give up, no one spoke up and counted on Gareth, "Ezequiel's own man." "Go and say it.

Gareth knew she was being used as a gun, but she didn't mind, but she still felt her cheeks heat up when she actually said it.

"Huh? You don't need to ask for anything like this seriously. Whether it's asking for help or looking for Percival, I will do it even if it is for my own survival."

Although Londinion's resistance is still tenacious now, it is just resistance. No one thinks it can win. If the leader Percival could be brought back, everything might change.

Gareth stared into Ezequiel's eyes. Eyes are the windows to the soul. What she saw in those eyes was only the clarity that a person of his age should have.

"but--"

Suddenly, Ezequiel closed his eyes slightly. Gareth was suddenly startled. Although it was only a subtle change, Gareth was still aware of the change in his expression at that moment.

When Gareth peered into Ezequiel's heart through those eyes, the owner of those eyes also peered into Gareth through Gareth's eyes.

"I can't help you, Gareth."

"……what?"

It's hard to imagine this feeling, but Gareth did feel it. At this moment, it seemed as if a sharp gaze pierced the bottom of his heart, and a hidden part of his heart seemed to be exposed to the sun.

"I can do what only I can do. That's what I would do even if you didn't ask me to do it. In the same way, Gareth, you have what you can do and only you can do It’s not okay to leave this part to others. The only one who can do that is you. If you hide it in your heart and don’t do it, you will definitely regret it at some point in the future.”

"Ahaha, I don't understand it at all."

Gareth forced a smile on her face. She wanted to imitate the usual silly girl's expression, but her heart was beating so fast that her cheerful smile became full of holes.

Because she seemed to have heard this sentence before. But the memory was so vague that Gareth had forgotten whether it happened in the past she had experienced or in the future she saw that had not yet happened.

However, before Gareth could think clearly about these questions, the sharp sight suddenly disappeared, as if it was an illusion, and a hearty smile once again appeared on the old man's face: "Yes, that's what I mean, take advantage of the moment." Smile more, your luck will get worse if you keep a straight face."

"I mean, even if it's for me who is about to travel far away, please smile now to save me some luck."

That night.

The old knight Ezequiel was sent down from the back city wall with only his knight's sword and two days of dry food. He would rely only on his own memory to bypass the blocked Londinion and seek help from Sheffield alone.

　The one who killed the fox to find Albion was just his clone, and his real body was already blocking the Queen's reinforcements at New Darlington.

　　(End of this chapter)