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

Chapter 86

No matter how good the weapon is, it can't be used, and it is no different from decorations.

At least that's what Menechel thought. She was not used to taking off the thick dragon armor suddenly at this time, and even felt a little insecure.

His armor has been entrusted to Camelot for recycling.

The physical strength he is proud of is not enough to support his wanton squandering of his body like in the past, and it has become unrealistic to suppress the knights under his command again with his own strength.

Among the overwhelming bad news, the only thing that can be called good news is that he is the only one who knows about his current physical condition for the time being.

Maybe it's time to get together.

Menechel thought, having experienced the power of backstabbing, he would no longer naively think that he alone could protect himself. If the knights under his command were instigated to rebel, he would surely die given his current physical condition.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Menechel immediately looked away from the furnishings in the house. He stepped back slowly and stood behind the low table.

"come in."

"Lord, someone from Camelot City is visiting." As soon as he stepped through the door, the guard knight immediately bowed and bowed. Menechel's gaze passed over the opponent's waist, and the knight's sword was still inserted in the scabbard: " It is Lord Merlin."

Kay finally made a small report.

Curling his lips in disdain, he ordered the guard knight to guide Merlin.

When the door was pushed open again, Menechel saw a sky full of pink flower petals.From the petals, a man's figure gradually appeared.

The pink-white hair was dangling with stained flower petals, and with Merlin's fingertips, a bunch of unknown flowers appeared out of thin air.

"For you, this is a gift from the teacher."

Obviously Menechel did not wish to receive such a gift at all.

Menechel's expression began to twitch, suppressing the urge to slap Merlin's hand away, he took a deep breath to make his tone sound stable again.

"Mr. Meilin, long time no see."

"Hmm——" Merlin was startled, he couldn't even hold the flowers in his hand steadily, he showed an incredulous expression and looked at Minechel who said "Long time no see", his tone kept drawn out , and his eyes stayed on Menechel.

"No, it doesn't smell like magic either. It doesn't look like cross-dressing magic."

"Mr. Merlin, I am Menechel herself."

Merlin, who was once again ignored as a joke, restrained the smile on his face, and sat directly opposite Menechel in a bored manner.

"Artoria asked me to come, but in my opinion, it is basically impossible for your body to return to its previous state, unless you kill another dragon." Merlin shook his head regretfully, his words It shattered Minechel's last fluke mentality.In Britain, Merlin is the authority in the "convalescence circle".

As for the strange remarks about killing another dragon, let’s not mention where to find such a dragon. Whether the current Menechel has the ability to defeat a dragon has become a problem—you must know that a giant underage The dragon made Menechel almost die in Utopia.

"The only good news is that as long as you don't tell me, no one will know that there is something wrong with your body."

Although there have been remarks about [Menechel taking leave due to illness], but a curable illness and irreversible physical weakness are two different things. In the eyes of outsiders, as long as he recuperates for a while, Menechel is still the one. The invincible first knight.

Although it was a little strange, Menechel felt a sense of sadness like a fake tiger.

"How is the battle at the front?"

Menechel lowered his eyelids, thinking he could "retire".

"Caught in a strange stalemate, I have to say that your influence on morale is even greater than that of Artoria."

This is not good news for Menechelle.

"Of course, recovery is impossible, but I have a way to delay your body's weakening."

The gradually brightening eyes exposed Menechel's true thoughts, but he couldn't help retorting: "In my current situation, I can't even lift a sword, let alone fight. Delaying the decline is very important to me. It doesn't make much sense."

Although the fact is not that exaggerated, his physique has only been reduced from the previous "inhuman" to the standard level.

But the habit of relying on strong physical strength to fight early on is the biggest obstacle preventing Menechel from continuing to fight.How can a habit formed over ten years be changed overnight?
"Did you think so?"

Merlin paused, and the pleasant smile on his face gradually faded. At this moment, he possessed all the excellent qualities of a teacher.

"If you can't wield a sword, you become a useless person? Is the first knight recognized by the whole of Britain just a waste accumulated by relying on mythological weapons? Is your undefeated record only relying on the dragon sword?"

"Menechel, I remember you once said, [It is I, Sartish Menechel, who is strong, not my dragon sword]."

"Since you can't hold a sword, then use another weapon, a gun." As he said that, a red light flashed in Merlin's hand, and a red and white spear was thrust straight into the ground by Merlin.

Menechel jumped up reflexively, he was a little terrified by Merlin's sudden action.

But facing Merlin's words, he still seemed to lack interest.He has long passed the passionate period of rekindling his fighting spirit after being preached. At this time, listening to his early speeches, he felt a little ashamed to face the dark history.

Holding the long gun, it is not difficult to see what the gun is made of from the color of the long gun.Teacher Mei Lin did use that set of dragon armor for waste utilization. Not only that, but Mei Lin also wanted to use him as waste when he came here.

He waved it casually twice, and he, who had never used a long gun, was almost scratched by the tip of the gun.

It feels much lighter to the touch.

"If you think it doesn't match your own image." Merlin looked up and down Menechel's silver-white light knight armor, with a clear look in his eyes, and snapped his fingers: "It can also change color."

Menechel blinked, could it be that he killed a "chameleon" back then?
But when Merlin snapped his fingers, Menechel felt that the spear in his hand began to tremble as if it was alive. Under his gaze, the red and white spear was instantly stained with a layer of white, from the tip of the spear to the body of the spear. , the white lines are getting deeper and deeper.

It was a color as pure as snow, and it was also... Afriel's hair color.

"You can change it if you don't like it."

"No." Menechel closed her eyes, and sat down again leaning on the gun: "This is pretty good."

"Then let's talk about the second matter." Merlin folded his hands on his chin: "About the child's upbringing."

"En." Menechel responded subconsciously, but the sad atmosphere around him suddenly stagnated, and then the flat face gradually disintegrated.

"Hey?"

　The update is a bit late, because I really don’t know how to write it, but the first volume is almost over, the key is that the plot after the death of the sister-in-law is too plain to write, it looks like I am in hydrology, But it doesn’t work without water, because there is not enough support without this later stage of the plot, just sauce

　　
　
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