Type-Moon, joins the Lion King at the beginning.

Chapter 117: Eventually Rebellion Against the King
“Ooooohhhhh!!”

In stark contrast to Mashu who was screaming beside him, Fujimaru Ritsuka was actually excited during this high-speed movement: "Is this the Noble Phantasm - the Human Cannon?!"

"Yeah! It's very exciting!"

Li Ye stood upright on the pedestal, overlooking the mountains rapidly receding below, his face also filled with excitement.

The rising and falling screams of Mash and Bedivere lingered in my ears, mixed with the sound of the cold wind.

Very pleasant to the ear.

"It's about to land, Mashu!"

boom! !

With a huge roar, gravel flew like rain and a strong wind was blown.

Li Ye held Mashu in his left hand and Fujimaru Ritsuka in his right hand and walked out of the falling point slowly.

"--what!"

Mashu, who had just come to her senses, shuddered all over, and her legs were even a little weak when Li Ye was still on the ground.

Fujimaru Ritsuka supported Li Ye and rubbed his little face which was stiffened by the wind.

"Brother Arash, your arrows are still so powerful!"

Li Ye, with his hands free, applauded Arash who was walking over, and praised him generously.

"Hahaha, brother Li Ye is the first one who likes this so much! Um, aren't Bedivere and the others here?"

Arash laughed and immediately looked for Bedivere and Hassan the Cursed.

Before he finished speaking, the frightened voices of Bedivere and Cursed Arm Hassan rang out: "I'm here! Although my face is still shaking--"

Even the tall Curse Arm Hassan's voice sounded a little strange: "That can't be helped. After all, my legs are a little weak."

After Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others recovered, Hassan of the Cursed Arm spoke first, "Then I will lead you to the West Village. After all, you alone cannot find the path to the West Village."

"Mordred——"

Li Ye looked into the depths of the mountains. The magical fluctuations belonging to Mordred were as conspicuous as a midnight light.

During the six months of getting along, Li Ye also got to know Mordred's crazy temper. If Mordred regarded him as a traitor and started a war, it would be a fight to the death.

Kill Mordred or be killed by Mordred!
After saying that, Fujimaru Ritsuka and his companions did not stay for long, and immediately headed for the western village under the leadership of Cursed Arm Hassan!

A few minutes later——

"Approaching the end of the guerrilla force! Prepare to fight!"

When Mashu saw the guerrilla force composed of the Knights of Honour, she immediately entered combat mode, and Arash beside her also drew his bow and arrow, ready to shoot!
"assault!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not hesitate. With the crisis in Nishi Village ahead, there was no time to delay, so he immediately ordered a surprise attack!
"Yes!" Mashu bent her legs and rushed out!

boom!
With a dull thud, the huge round table hit the body of the Knight of Suzheng like an iron stake!

The Knight of Justice was unable to react in time and was knocked to the ground by Mashu's shield!
The other Knights of Justice who had just reacted had their heads pierced by the flying arrows before they could even start their attack!

The fatal arrow suddenly pierced through the gap in the mask!

In less than a minute, several Knights of Justice were defeated by Mashu and Arash.

There is no need even for Ritsuka Fujimaru to assist in summoning!
Before the Knights of Justice were about to dissipate, their doubts turned into one sentence: "Impossible, where are you from?"

"You may not believe it, but we came from heaven!"

Mashu responded very seriously.

Li Ye, who saw Mashu's performance, clapped his hands and said, "Mashu is very powerful now, much more powerful than when we first met!"

Hearing Li Ye's praise, Mashu's cheeks blushed slightly and said, "Thank you for the compliment!"

At this moment, Roman's nervous voice sounded: "Be careful, there is a huge magic power approaching!

It's Mordred! "Tap tap--

The petite bull-horned knight slowly walked up to Fujimaru Ritsuka and others, but the terrifying magic power made Fujimaru Ritsuka dare not ignore this petite figure.

"Wow, you really dare to come here, you rubbish, welcome!

You guys actually came to me on your own initiative, you're pretty capable!"

Mordred laughed heartily.

When Mashu saw Mordred clearly, he immediately showed a tangled look: "Master, it is indeed the Mordred we met in London--"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. Although the location was different, Mordred was undoubtedly the same person.

Mordred looked at Mash in confusion, "Don't call people names over and over again. Who are you? Are you my fan?

Well, I've killed so many pagans, I must be a celebrity."

Hearing this, Mash immediately showed a look of disappointment and said, "It seems that this is not the same Mordred we met in London."

"Why do you keep changing your attitude? I don't recognize you guys, huh? I seem to know you. Although your appearance is different, I remember your magic."

Mordred immediately recognized the magic power of Galahad in Mash and said with a smile, "I was wondering why you didn't respond to your father's call. What are you doing in a place like this?"

"Are you the rebel? If so, then it's possible.

You are the only one who will express your dissatisfaction directly to your father, but it’s too late—"

Mordred looked disappointed, as if he regretted Mash's arrival.

too late.

But Mordred's attitude made Mashu feel the possibility of negotiation, and she subconsciously asked: "Mordred, are you willing to negotiate with us?"

"Idiots - who would negotiate with you? Anyone who gets in my way is an enemy. Whether it's you or your Master, Aguiwen's order is to kill you.

If Lancelot fails, I will be the one to come!"

Mordred said, his eyes fell on Bedivere who came over: "And why are you here! Third rate, it's impossible for you to be the only one here-"

"I'm right, aren't I? You third-rate knight, you're actually getting involved with the rebels. This is the worst joke ever!"

Mordred said with a smile, as if he had already confirmed Bedivere's betrayal.

Bedivere, on the other hand, looked indifferent: “I am not going to say anything to you, just as you have complaints against me, so do I.

Although my goal is to see the Lion King, I will forget about this for now."

"You betrayed the knight Mordred and trampled on King Arthur's ideals. Your tainted holy sword is the worst reality that is hard for people to face!"

"------"

There was no response. Even when Bedivere mentioned the memory he didn't want to recall, Mordred didn't get angry. Instead, his eyes were attracted by the figure at the edge.

The breath-blocking technique was used to prevent Mordred from detecting his presence, but this skill, which had not yet reached its peak, could not completely block the sight of the Knights of the Round Table.

At this moment, the Knight of the Round Table Mordred finally found the man.

"But why, how could this happen?

Why are you hanging out with these third-rate knights and these rebels, Liye?"

What Mordred could not understand the most was Li Ye's existence.

why?
Li Ye, who asked his father for permission to hunt down the rebels, could get along so well with these rebels. It was like—

"You betrayed me. You betrayed your father, the Lion King, and the Knight King Arthur."

The rebellious knight Mordred asked the last Knight of the Round Table.

At this moment, Li Ye, who was regarded as the successor of the Knights of the Round Table, smiled and nodded: "What do you think? Mordred, my - predecessor."

(End of this chapter)