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

Chapter 76 Sudden Vicious Illness
The city is broken.

This is not any modifier, the walls of Galo City have been completely damaged and cannot be used.During the period of building the city, Menechel had to stay in the city of Galo to ensure that the transfer of the food and grass would not be threatened.

But what Menechel didn't expect was that the wall of Galo City hadn't been completely repaired, and the good news from the front line had already come one step ahead.In the final confrontation between King Bei and King Arthur, King Bei died in battle, and this war, which lasted two generations of hatred, came to an end.

Menechelton, who was already ready for rescue, felt dull for a while.He rushed from Camelot to the city of Belu, and walked for more than ten days, but in the end it was just a battle - even Menechel expected the harassment of the city of Belu by the King's army. Neither happened.

As if sleeping, the war ended in such an anticlimactic manner.But fortunately, Menechel didn't have many chances to play, and King Arthur didn't directly leave him in the future fief of Belu City.

As soon as he returned to Camelot, Menechel couldn't wait to come to Merlin's tower.

"How long has this been going on?" Merlin looked at Menechel's arm with an expression that was as expected.

"Probably less than a month." Directly opposite Merlin, Menechel sat carelessly, stretching out her horny arm.

"It's been a month, I just came to see me now, and I have nothing else to do." Merlin wanted to poke the black scale-like cuticle with his hands, but was pushed away by Minechel, who had been prepared for a long time.

"If I had left at that time, Belu City would definitely not be able to hold on."

Hearing that Merlin said there was no way, Menechel put on the arm armor directly, and the arm armor, which had been purposely enlarged to facilitate exertion, was now tightly attached to Minechel's arm.

Although the city of Galo, which was guarded by Menechel until the end, did not usher in a tough battle, but after the news of the defeat of the Bei King came out, Menechel captured more than 1000 knights who seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Obviously, these thousands of knights were not organized to come to Belu City for team building, but wanted to do team building with the soldiers in Belu City in the future.If it weren't for the fear of Menechel's title of "enemy of a thousand men", the only remaining troops in Galo City at that time might not be able to stop it.

"Does she know?"

"I don't know." Menechel replied decisively, he hadn't chatted with Artoria privately for a long time.

"You didn't intervene in the confrontation between Arturia and the king, did you?"

"of course."

Merlin patted Menechel's shoulder reassuringly: "You should be grateful that Artoria can defeat the humble king alone, otherwise your situation will worsen once you participate in that kind of high-intensity battle."

"Is there a way to relieve it?"

"It will disappear by itself after a while, but remember, you'd better stop fighting in your stupid way."

Obtaining magic power by destroying body tissue, this appalling behavior is probably done by Menechel.

After a pause, Merlin continued, still puzzled: "Where do you think the magic power stored in your body comes from? The dragon you ate was..."

Looking at Menechel's blank eyes, Merlin suddenly realized that he was just playing the piano to the cow just now, and his disciple knew nothing about the mysterious side.

"In short, don't fight with all your strength in the future."

Merlin looked at Menechel's gradually moving away figure, and the expression on his face gradually disintegrated.

"So it is, so it is."

He kept nodding.Although the ending of the story has been known for a long time, Merlin's eyes have never been able to see why such an ending happened in the past.

If it develops in this way, Camelot should be great again in Artoria's hands.

'It turned out to be this way to exit. '

Merlin smiled softly, he couldn't help but think of the jester's performance that he accompanied King Uther to watch in the early years.

"Shouldn't the ending of a legend be to fall in the snow field?"

On the other side, Menechel, who left Merlin Tower, tried to move his right arm, and the soreness still lingered.

Such a strange behavior did not attract the attention of other pedestrians. Instead, everyone who saw Menechel's conspicuous armor turned their eyes away. At first, Menechel didn't care, until he heard two pedestrians whispering .

……

Afriel has been very uncomfortable recently.

She thought that with the support of her elder brother and the right to select [-] knights, she could gain a foothold in Camelot, but Menechel's special status in Camelot far exceeded her expectations. .

Naturally, no one dared to make any changes to Camelot's second-in-command before Artoria made it clear that he would attack Menechel. It was hard to prevent, maybe it was the knights who were rejected by Avril or other people who were jealous of Menechel's status, some unsightly rumors gradually spread.

According to the rumors, Afriel was jokingly called "the weakest knight selected by the first knight".

Afriel was thinking about her thoughts when the door was pushed open.

Looking back vigilantly, Menechel had already stepped into the door.

"Brother."

For Menechel's arrival, Afriel did not show much surprise.She had already received news of the frontline victory not long ago.

Menechel nodded silently, seeing that the other party still had this expression, Afriel couldn't help pursing her lips.

For an unknown refugee like himself, reputation has long been less important.But those rumors were mainly aimed at her elder brother, or in other words, it was originally aimed at her elder brother, and she was only affected incidentally.

But she wasn't sure Menechel would think so.

Before Avril was named "Avril", when the girl was still living as a refugee, the concept of independence had already been deeply imprinted in her mind and implemented in her daily actions.

Afriel considers herself to be a highly calm, rational person with a high level of self-awareness.In order to survive, she can be regarded as a brother and sister with a strange knight she has never met, and she can also work hard to change herself into an ideal appearance that is most suitable for others in exchange for sufficient survival resources.

But all of this is based on one premise, and she can still make rational judgments soberly.

Originally, Afriel did better than she expected.

Until recently.

Maybe it was the embrace like the warm sun that melted the ice called sensible, or maybe it was the sentence "follow me" that broke the independent shell, revealing the part that was so soft that even I felt incredible.

Make the wrong decision several times.She shouldn't take on a task that is obviously beyond her upper limit in order to win the approval of others.

It seems that the girl named Afriel is losing control over her brain.

"Are you under a lot of pressure?"

She clearly heard the words coming out of Menechel's mouth one by one.

She didn't answer directly, not daring to look directly into Menechel's eyes.

So she understood that she shouldn't go on like this, and retreating bravely in the torrent is the appropriate way of survival for the weak.

Afriel took a deep breath, looked at Menechel who seemed to be in a stalemate in front of her, and suddenly all the expressions on her face disappeared.

"My lord, I don't think I'm worthy of the position of deputy of a knight order."

She turned around, and a tired expression suddenly appeared on her usually cold face.Afriel sighed long and then seemed to take a deep breath.

"While I appreciate your help, as you can see, I am not the right person for this."

Noticing Menechelle's face gradually sinking, Afriel's words became more and more chaotic.

"Furthermore, there should be quite a few knights who are willing to be your brother's deputy. Moreover, because of me, my brother has suffered a lot of infamy... So, you must know how to stop losses."

This appearance made Menechel feel annoyed for a while, as if seeing himself who had fallen into infinite internal friction not long ago, thinking about whether what he did was meaningful, he couldn't help but also raised a burst of anger.

"You talked a lot today than expected." Menechel stretched out his right hand subconsciously, but his hand stiffened and slowly fell in mid-air. He squatted down and stretched out his left hand to hold down Avriel who was babbling endlessly. He was very clear about Afriel's feelings at this time: "It seems that the pressure is really great."

"Although I'm not good at socializing, Afriel, what are you afraid of?"

Afriel's voice faltered.

Menechel straightened up and looked at her with folded arms.

"I just don't want to hurt my brother's reputation..."

"what?"

Suddenly, Menechel stretched out her finger to hook Avriel's cheek, and carefully raised the corners of the girl's mouth who was giving reasons.

"Woo-!"

Afriel's voice was distorted due to the sudden attack.

"Who do you think I am?" Minechel let go of her fingers, and looked at Afriel with contempt: "I am personally appointed by King Arthur, the strongest knight in Camelot, and the number one knight in Britain. It hurts me You, or no one has the qualifications to implicate me. Only I implicate others, understand?"

Afriel was a little dazed, but the habit she had developed over the years forced her to nod.

"Stop the loss in time - until the end, no one will know if it is a loss." Menechel bent her index finger, put her hand on Afriel's forehead, and tapped it lightly with controlled force.

"The weakest knight in Camelot? That's mine too—be my deputy and follow me, and he's not allowed to go anywhere."

Needle dropping can be heard quietly in the main hall.

When Menechel was regretting whether she had spoken too harshly just now, there was a hum that was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Ah."

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I attended a classmate’s wedding today, so there is only one chapter, but it’s also a [-]-word chapter (satisfied)
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