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This is definitely not the kind of killing that an irrational beast can do, because the horror of wild beasts lies in their "self", while the horror of humans lies in their "behavior".

Amid the splattering blood, Lancelot was like a fish in water. He no longer chased the soldiers relentlessly, but carved out a bloody path with purpose and planning. Even though fearless soldiers came up one after another, the charge of the Knights on the Lake never slowed down, but became more and more fierce, like a dazzling meteor.

"Hmm!" Seleucus, who was trying to catch up with Lancelot, stopped suddenly and had to catch a soldier who was thrown sideways. Looking at Lancelot's figure without even turning his head, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"As a result, the soldiers have become your best counterattack tool. You are indeed the legendary First Knight..."

In just a few minutes, Lancelot fought his way out of the encirclement and then fought his way back into it, finally arriving at the person he wanted to see most.

"It is you, Sir Lancelot!" Looking at the man walking towards her, her eyes were filled with joy of reunion. "My friend, my pride, my ideal knight."

With a wry smile, Lancelot shook his head at the king he had been dreaming about.

"Please don't call me that anymore, my king. It's a title that only a loyal and perfect knight can use. I have betrayed you and am no longer worthy of that title."

"No, no," you said hastily, "it was not a betrayal at all. I have forgiven you, Lancelot!"

Then the handsome man looked even sadder.

"Forgive... forgive me for trampling on that trust and friendship and leaving the king?"

"Yes, I believe you..."

"My king, you are always like this."

Lancelot interrupted the conversation and sighed deeply, pouring out the remorse and fear that had been deposited in his heart for countless years:

"You are always like this... You ignore yourself and only care about others. That's why I, the rest of us are willing to gather under your command and fight for you."

"But King, you know, I have always wanted you to punish me personally. I want you to blame me for your anger!"

"If that's the case - at least I can still convince myself that the Knight King who commands us is not some terrifying inhuman creature, but a person with a human heart and soul who can cry and laugh, get angry and feel happy. He is the Holy King whom we deeply love and follow!"

"But you...forgive me!"

Chapter 136: Redemption and Selection

That was the fear that cursed Lancelot for the rest of his life.

That was the root cause of Lancelot's madness.

In Celtic mythology, Finn, whose fiancée was taken away, refused to rescue Diarmuid and overturned the Fountain of Life twice, sending the chief of the Knights of Fianna to hell.

However, Lancelot, who had an affair with Princess Guinevere and defected, was forgiven by King Arthur. The honest and upright king said he would forgive him and the princess.

[If this is your action, then it must be sincere. I believe you.]

To this day, Lancelot still finds it hard to believe.

That was true. There was not a single falsehood in the king's words. The king was blessing them, blessing the unfaithful knight and princess, as if he felt relieved that was the most correct outcome.

...If I were in the same position as the king, would I be able to forgive the betrayer?

No, that premise is wrong. The king is different from us in premise. He is not a human being, nor is he raised as a human being.

She is truly a king who exists only to protect the country. After all, she has hidden her true identity for ten years just for that reason and strangled herself just to protect the people until now.

Those who do not know the happiness of being human love the happiness of people.

Ah, that petite and beautiful king is like a monster, a monster beyond Vortigern—

A sad monster that twisted and trampled on its own way of existence.

I no longer have the courage to face the king.

So, I was so terrified that I chose to run away. Ultimately, I missed the Battle of Camlann and my final farewell to the king.

But this time, I will never run away again.

With a loud bang, the knight in armor knelt on one knee and asked his beloved king for redemption with the most solemn etiquette.

"I missed the Battle of Jianlan, which is my lifelong regret. So this time, please let me open a path for you. King, if you can allow it, perhaps I can atone for some of the sins I carry."

Looking at Lancelot who was kneeling on the ground, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

She wanted to say that Lancelot was not wrong, did not need to be forgiven, and did not need to pay for his sins, just like before. However, Lancelot's attitude told her that this was wrong, so what should she do?

The diamond-shaped space unfolded, and the young man with white hair and golden eyes stepped out and spoke:

"This is a very simple question. Violators should be punished, and rebels should be punished. There is an old Chinese saying called 'make meritorious service while guilty'. This is the path Lancelot has chosen. Do you still want to refuse? Do you still want to go against his wishes and drive your knights into a frenzy?"

These words were like a bolt of lightning that struck her heart. She suddenly realized how shallow she was. The so-called forgiveness might be as poisonous as poison in the eyes of others.

Imposing one's will on others is not tolerance but oppression.

"Lancelot, I allow you to redeem yourself from your crime. If you can fight alongside me, I will pardon your crime, my dear friend."

Hearing this, Lancelot finally smiled happily.

His wish in this Holy Grail War has come true at this moment!

"As you command, my king! I, Lancelot, will do my best to fight for you!"

Now the plan to assassinate Iskandar has failed, and in the new moon, Lancelot and Miyu reunited. While dealing with the offensive of Aristotle and the priests, they had a brief discussion and quickly made a decision.

That means hard work!

Although facing an army of tens of thousands, even if the Shuoyue side had four servant-level combat power, it would be of no avail, and the same was true for the Iskandar side - to support an inherent barrier of this scale, even if the heroes of the world shared the burden, it would not last for too long.

Now, it all depends on who will have the last laugh.

"I have a suggestion for this, that is rotation." Sakutsuki stood beside Miyu, opened his arms, and blocked the overwhelming javelin and magic for everyone. "The small number of people is certainly a disadvantage, but from another perspective, the area we are impacted by is also small."

"I see... After we escape from the encirclement, as long as someone guards the front, we can deal with the army's offensive." Lancelot, who had worked with Shuoyue to annihilate 3,000 fellow cavalrymen and hinder the charge of Antigonus and others, immediately understood, "Especially the hot weapons that Lord Shuoyue brought out. In my hands, they are really the best weapons to deal with the army."

"Not only that, the time has almost come since the start of the 'King's Army'. Holding the holy sword in hand, he stared at Iskandar who was giving orders in the distance, "If it were me, I would definitely start to gather my troops now and plan to fight to the death."

If they wait until the King of Conquerors' army arrives, they will be attacked from all sides and will only face failure.

"Sakutsuki, is your magic still usable? We need to get rid of this harassment as soon as possible."

"Although it is possible, it is not possible. The old man has been interfering with the space." Shuoyue nodded in the direction of Aristotle.

"So, Aristotle must be killed first..."

"But it's difficult. He's surrounded by priests."

Lancelot looked solemn.

Although they are all holy sword users, the magic power consumption that their respective masters can bear is extremely limited. If they release their treasures now, it will be difficult for them to recover from the general attack of the King of Conquerors.

"In that case, I'll go." Shuoyue said in a relaxed tone, "He's just a scholar. I have plenty of ways to deal with him."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Lord Shuoyue. Please be careful and stay safe."

卿？

Shuoyue was stunned, looking at Daimao with a serious face, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened.

"Yes, my king."

The next moment, he turned into a shadow and rushed towards Aristotle who was surrounded by heavy protection.

After he left, Lancelot glanced at Miyu, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"King, how did you address His Excellency Shuoyue just now?"

"Well, is there a problem?" She tilted her head in confusion. After resolving her grudge with Lancelot, she was obviously much more relaxed.

"Lord Shuoyue, that's the title for us Knights of the Round Table, right?"

"Ah!" Only then did I finally realize, "But, maybe it's because he called me 'my king', so I unconsciously..."

"Lord Shuoyue?" Lancelot couldn't help but smile mischievously upon hearing that. "It seems that even such a proud person is willing to follow in your footsteps. Ah, just like me back then."

Although he was always under the influence of berserk, Lancelot only lost his mind, but he still remembered the past.

No one knew better than him how much effort the young man put in every day.

To become an unrivaled warrior, all you need is talent and hard work.

If you want to become a resourceful military strategist, what you need is planning and deduction.

And what that young man possesses is by no means just the sum of these two.

Even if he regained his sanity, he didn't dare to say that he could defeat Shuoyue, defeat this young man who was not even a heroic spirit.

Suddenly, Lancelot's heart moved. He looked sharply towards the new moon in the distance, and then glanced at his king with a strange look.

He and Kariya would inevitably be defeated—the effect of the Command Seals could only last for a short while, and a Master who had returned to chaos or lost the Command Seals would never be able to win the Holy Grail War where so many powerful people gathered.

But Lancelot did not feel unwilling, because his wish had been fulfilled, but there was still one person in his heart that he was worried about.

That is their king who appeared in the world as a professional.

Kariya’s current wish was wrong. Although he understood and did not intend to stop it, their defeat was inevitable—but it was different for the king. Someone had to protect the king and accompany her until the very last moment, until this serious and stubborn king could resolve the knot in his heart himself.

So, who will protect the king?

It seemed he had found the right person.

Chapter 137: The Reins of Qiying and the Untouched Lake

[Illustrated record has been updated]

[Record condition 3: 'Free Lancelot from madness', completed.

[Reward: Complete projection of 'Unbroken Lake Light'! ]

[Illustrated record has been updated]

[Hidden condition 4*: 'Untie Lancelot's heart knot' has been completed. ]

[Reward: The certificate of the round table! 】

After reading the Fate Atlas for dozens of chapters, there was finally some news. Shuoyue glanced at the news and said, "Xiaoming, can you explain what the Round Table Evidence is?"

[Explanation begins]

[Certificate of the Round Table: After being recognized by the Knight King or approved by more than half of the Knights of the Round Table, this certificate is activated and transformed into an inherent skill.]

[After the skill takes effect, you will gain the 'Round Table Knight' feature, which can improve one of your abilities except 'Luck'. Once you decide, you cannot change it.]

[In addition, after defeating other Knights of the Round Table, this certificate will be strengthened]

"In other words, it's a kind of certificate? I didn't expect there would be such a strange reward." Shuoyue muttered and stopped abruptly.

A beam of golden light fell from the sky and landed in front of the new moon. The heat contained in it burned the gravel on the ground into crystals.

"Who?"

"Stop here, young man." The old man with a cane spoke with a strong voice, "Smart people do not pursue happiness blindly, but try their best to avoid unhappiness. This is not the place for you to vent your desire to fight."

"Oh? Aristotle?" Shuoyue said jokingly, holding a red spear. "I do know a scholar named Archimedes. I have killed him several times, right?"

Faced with this insult, there was a little commotion among the priests, but Aristotle calmly raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet:

"If it's that scholar who hates humanity, I'm not surprised that you have reasons to kill him. But young man, don't underestimate me, okay?"

Circle after circle, the golden magic circle floated into the air. The old man in charge chanted the spell quickly, and the priests beside him also recited prayers, channeling their own magic power into the old man's body. With their combined efforts, the power of the magic circle behind Aristotle became more and more terrifying.

Facing the sage who was trying his best, Shuoyue just frowned and sighed:

"To be honest, I prefer fighting with warriors. It's really better to kill mages as soon as possible... Well, I'm sorry."

A mysterious card appeared in Shuoyue's hand, and he slapped it on his chest:

"Dream Calling

The card back flipped over, and the image of a man holding the reins and driving a chariot was instantly enlarged and overlapped with the new moon.

"Lend me your strength, Sister R!"

The pure white Pegasus with wings on its back roared to the sky, accompanied by the sound of iron stakes rattling. A tall young man leaned down on the horse's back and slowly took off the blindfold.

Under the influence of the Class Card, his eyes turned into a gorgeous red-gold color, as if blood was flowing in them:

"Magic Eye Kubele, open your eyes!"

Under the Petrifying Magic Eye, objects with magic power level C or below can be petrified unconditionally. Even if the body is not petrified, the overall abilities of the person affected will be reduced by one level.

Unfortunately, even Aristotle himself does not have anti-magic power above C-rank.

Therefore, the moment the blindfold was taken off, everything that came into Shuoyue's eyes could only end up being petrified.