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Chapter 1127 Lancelot's Disaster Day
Blaze has the highest respect for farmers. Ordinary farmers grow food, while blessed farmers grow warriors.

But if he connected the ordinary peasant woman planting rice in the field with the first knight of the twelve knights in the legendary eternal kingdom, he felt it was a bit far-fetched.

Not to mention the legendary first knight, the Knight of the Lake also has many interesting stories, such as the affair with the Queen of the Eternal King, which is based on the premise that the Knight of the Lake Lancelot is a man.

How could a woman have an affair with the queen?
"I know what you're thinking. According to the official records, the Knight of the Lake and the Queen were having an affair. As for why it was a woman, let the man explain it himself."

Greenland coughed lightly and waved to the peasant woman in the field.

"Hey! Lancelot, I have something to talk to you about."

The peasant woman seemed to be a little dazed by the sun. She looked at Hebie for a while before she reacted and slowly raised her foot.

An extremely magical thing happened. Her feet stepped on the water in the rice field and she walked closer on the water.

"Boss." Lancelot lowered her head and looked submissive. She looked like an ordinary, honest peasant woman. Apart from being beautiful and strong, there was nothing special about her.

Blaze looked at Herbie and waited for Herbie to continue, but Herbie raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you looking at me? Aren't you suspicious?"

"No..." Blaze touched the back of his head. If the peasant woman in front of him was really the legendary Knight of the Lake, she must have suffered an immense mental trauma to become like this.

"Knight ranking?"

"I lost miserably and couldn't win at all."

"That... knight holding the water from the Holy Grail?"

"It was my son, who turned into a statue and shattered on the ground in front of me."

"A resident of Camelot?"

“They have turned into a bunch of termites.”

Blazer licked his lips and sweated profusely. It seemed that no matter what he asked, it would touch his wound, so he had to take the risk and start with unofficial history.

"You and the queen?"

"There was a physical relationship, but both the queen and the king dissolved in the water of the Holy Grail. It is unknown whether they were dead or alive."

"Really? Well, then I'm fine. You can continue to farm." Blaze waved at Lancelot with a twitch in his mouth.

This person is beyond saving. As a knight, she is basically just a pile of glass shards stuck together, and there is no room for redemption. It would be best to ignore her and let her drift freely.

Herbie poked Blaze hard, and seeing that Blaze kept his mouth shut, she rolled her eyes at him and coughed lightly.

"We're actually planning on sneaking into Camelot tonight and taking two items from the Everqueen's crown. Do you have any suggestions?"

Lancelot's eyes finally showed a slight change, but only a little bit before they turned stagnant again.

"She is a very scary woman, skilled in spells and magic. Without the Eternal King, she has taken over the king's power as well. If you just want something from her crown, just sneak away at night and try not to cause a conflict."

Lancelot paused and spoke slowly.

"She...sleeps soundly at night and won't notice you."

"You and her also... have messy relationships with women."

"Who dares?" Lancelot raised his voice, then covered his forehead and turned to the rice field, "If nothing else, I will go to farm."

"One more thing, we plan to go find the Fountain of Youth."

"The Fountain of Youth?" Lancelot paused and slowly turned his head, his expression twisted with pain. "My son, he did not return from the expedition to the Fountain of Youth. What he returned was just a body and a cup." "That kind of thing cannot bring eternal happiness. It is just like drinking poison to quench thirst. The Fountain of Youth can't change anything."

"Of course I know that happiness is not eternal, and happiness must be obtained with one's own hands. Even children know this. Even if we want the fountain of youth, we can't drink it ourselves." Blaze sighed helplessly.

Now, originally the Fountain of Youth was an ultimate adventure treasure in his eyes, but he didn't expect that before he even entered the route to the Fountain of Youth, the Fountain of Youth was no longer a good thing.

Blaze felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that he was forced to find it.

"You hate the Fountain of Youth so much, so why not come with us?"

Lancelot was stunned and slowly lowered his eyes.

Seeing that Lancelot didn't respond, Blaze didn't say much, but pulled Herbie away, leaving behind a sentence as he left.

"If you have any ideas, just look for [Hermes's Traveling Hat]. Their bosses are all my people."

"What do you mean the boss is your people? It's obvious that you are my people!" Herby emphasized the superior-subordinate relationship dissatisfiedly. When he saw that Blaze didn't care, he sighed helplessly.

"Why are you looking for her? Can't you see? This guy is as classic as can be. He is exhausted both physically and mentally."

"I just think that she can walk on water. If there is any encounter at sea, she will definitely be able to kill everyone. Besides..." Blaze glanced at Lancelot and leaned over to whisper in Herbie's ear.

"The real classic is that although she is useless, she is actually waiting for a chance to rise again. When we leave, she will definitely go back to her hut, holding her once glorious knight's sword and falling into a struggle between her conscience and her conscience."

"real or fake!?"

Lancelot had good hearing, so she didn't miss a single word that the young couple with such a huge difference in physique said.

She would not go back to the hut and stare at the knight's sword she had hidden, because when she came to the rice field, she threw the sword directly into the rice field.

This is done to prevent people from being nostalgic about the past and picking themselves up again as in classic stories.

Lancelot bent over to plant rice, and she paused. Her current appearance was reflected in the water.

The Fountain of Youth changed everything, but it will not change everything back. What is the point of looking for the Fountain of Youth now?

"Damn it, how am I going to find such a big field..."

A bright red color bloomed in the rice field, and with it came intense pain.

Lancelot reached deep into the water and pulled out a branch.

The king and queen are gone, and her hometown also decayed and disappeared in the passage of time. She turned into a woman, and even that vicious woman became the most beautiful part of the rotten Camelot. The four words "things have changed and people have changed" cannot describe her life.

Her heart wasn't pierced by a single thorn, but was riddled with thousands of holes, so just pull them all out.

Lancelot seemed to be inspired and walked towards a place covered by sunlight. She slowly stretched out her hand and touched the depths of the rice field.

This rice field will be taken care of by kind-hearted strangers. They are much better at planting rice than she is and are very diligent, so she is not needed.

Maybe she should go where she's needed.

Then let's start by picking up the holy sword again...

Lancelot felt around vigorously, his face distorted by his open mouth and wide eyes.

Gone! ?
Someone stole her holy sword!!!

(End of this chapter)