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Chapter 1178 Galahad's Tomb
Lancelot felt very uncomfortable.

Now the strangers from the Knights' Rank were arresting her old friends and wanted to dig up her son's grave. That was absolutely intolerable, and she had to stop them first.

But she also knew her own strengths and weaknesses. Once exposed, she might have a chance of winning in a one-on-one fight, but if she was besieged, she would be like a good dog no match for a pack of wolves.

So she bit the bullet and invited foreign aid, one of whom was the top sewing master in the current knight ranking. Most of her discomfort came from this man, after all, she was kicked out by this man.

Although the current situation was mostly due to my own lack of ability and had nothing to do with the tailor, the resistance and awkwardness in my heart were uncontrollable.

But the seamstress won fairly, so she could tolerate it, but she really couldn't stand the other person who insisted on following suit.

Counterfeiter.

Although his rank is not high, his status in [Somado] is very high. He is a master. Even a tailor will go up and say hello when he sees the counterfeiter.

Lancelot was very curious before. What exactly was this master good at that made the group of monsters in [Somado] respect him so much.

And now she really wants to slap her curious self in the face. It’s okay to be curious, but why ask!
That's right, as a knight, she should have asked openly and asked the person himself, but the answer she got was the forger's extremely serious answer.

【NTR Master】

Not only that, the forger also expressed his respect for her. She didn't understand what [NTR] meant, but the forger mentioned her forbidden relationship with the queen, and now she knew what [NTR] meant.

What made Lancelot even more embarrassed was that the forger was slow to apologize to her and said that he shouldn't have asked this question.

Lancelot now felt uncomfortable all over, but he had no choice but to continue to Galahad's tomb.

Galahad was one of the old twelve knights who went in search of the Holy Grail, and was the only one who brought it back. The price he paid was that he himself became a statue, a human-shaped Holy Grail.

She would never forget that day, she would never forget it.

She was enveloped in the water of the Holy Grail as she watched the floating debris that had once been her son.

Her time did not stop because of the water from the Holy Grail.

Was that his body? No idea, but she chose to gather the rubble and then did the worst thing she could do next to having a forbidden love affair.

That is to find a good place to bury the rubble, then solemnly erect a stone tablet and engrave "Galahad's Tomb".

Although she did not tell anyone the location of Galahad's tomb, she did not have the ability to hide the tomb on the other side of the lake. In order to let Galahad rest in peace, she even chose a place near Camelot for the tomb.

Even if she had not been caught and tortured by the Knightly Stranger, the Knightly Stranger might have discovered her casually during the search, and it is even possible that the person who discovered Galahad's tomb was not the Knightly Stranger.

Based on her understanding of strangers, it was very likely that this group of people would kick over the cemetery and dig up the grave. It was also very likely that they would find that there was only a pile of stones inside and then shout that they had been cheated and vent their anger on the stones.

"You, you foreigners, if you see the place with "Galahad's Tomb" written on it, what will you do..." Lancelot confirmed to the tailor and forger in despair.

"If it's in a special cemetery, I would think twice before doing it, considering my local reputation." The forger stroked his chin and gave a very accurate answer, "But if it's in the wild, I will definitely dig the grave. Any hesitation would be a blasphemy to my luck."

"hateful!"

Lancelot quickened her pace, and when she reached her destination, her face looked solemn.

It's not that I'm late, but that I'm just right.

The strangers from the Knights' Rank found this place and started digging the graves.

"Stop! Do not defile my son's body!"

Lancelot shouted loudly, holding the branch and glaring at the group of foreigners in the knightly formation.

The leader was sitting on a tombstone. When he saw Lancelot, his eyes lit up. He then shouted excitedly to his companions behind him: "The feminine Lancelot has appeared! We are so lucky!"

"Really? That's great, we can pack up the mother and son and take them back to exchange for points!"

Seven or eight players crawled out of the tomb, holding a piece of ordinary-looking stone in their hands, and that stone was Galahad's body. Facing Lancelot's anger, they expressed their understanding, after all, this would be their reaction to having their son's tomb dug up. But understanding is understanding, and the commission still needs to be done.

"I knew she would just jump out. I was planning on a sneak attack."

“This is a classic scene.”

The tailor and the forger slowly walked out from the bushes behind Lancelot. The tailor clenched the needle-like rapier in his hand, glanced at the players in front of him, and added.

"If I launch a sneak attack, I can probably kill half of them in seconds. As expected of the Twelve Knights of the Old Times, she chose to challenge head-on even when she was furious. If you don't know her, you might think she was simply being crazy."

Lancelot's expression froze and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the tailor and the forger were all focused on the enemy in front of them.

"They are all at the level of Knight Commander... Alas, they are a bit difficult to deal with. If I use a sneak attack, I can kill at least three of them in one second." The tailor held the fine needle sword in his hand, frowned, looked at the few people, and then sighed.

"The First Knight?" The players at the Knight Commander level were not at all surprised that the tailor stood against them.

Recently there have been rumors that the First Knight or the other twelve knights have betrayed. To be honest, the players in the Knight Ranking don't care about such things at all. They are ruthless slaves and don't care where the contribution points come from. Anyway, their points come from unknown sources.

What they care about is whether they can get more points and climb to a higher level. Defeating the twelve knights can get a huge amount of points, and defeating the first knight can get the highest points.

The tailor shook the needle sword in his hand and suddenly asked, "There are no minors here, right? Minors, please raise your hands."

Two people raised their hands.

"You two should stop fighting and go. The following content is not suitable for children."

"Why, you look down on children!"

Soon the two minors knew why the Tailor wanted them to leave, and also knew why the First Knight Tailor was known as the person who was least afraid of being surrounded.

Everyone except the two of them was sewn together by the seamstress with fine needles and swords. What kind of scene was that?

To describe it in one sentence, it's like a mosaic before my eyes.

"vomit--"

Lancelot looked at the conjoined twins in front of him and finally couldn't help but dry heaving.

But as we all know, the group of players is a hive consciousness structure. Once one is triggered, other players will quickly know what is happening and swarm in.

This is scary for the BOSS, but it's equally scary for the player.

The tailor knew this very well and wanted to pack up the stones from Galahad's tomb quickly.

As soon as he picked up a piece, his usually calm face couldn't help but twitch.

Originally he was worried whether Galahad's fragments would be confused with ordinary stones, but now he doesn't have to worry about it. Each piece of Galahad's stone is a separate prop and occupies a warehouse separately.

Galahad's fragments were enough to fill a whole hole. Even if he threw away everything in the warehouse, he couldn't take them all away.

"What on earth has your son become!"

Seeing that the players were surrounding them, the tailor only had time to grab a few pieces and put them in the warehouse, then he carried Lancelot and retreated with the counterfeiter.

He originally planned to use the teleportation crystal, but because of the profession of [Feng Shui Master], the props that could guarantee escape 100% became unstable, and the probability of success was higher if he just killed his way out.

Finally, except for a few fragments, almost all of Galahad's fragments were sent to Camelot and placed in front of Morgan amid the fanatical expressions of the goblin ministers.

"vomit."

(End of this chapter)