Dark Soul Moon

At some distance in front of the dragon, stands a knight.

Lion helmets, red tassels, golden armor, weapons that look like swords and spears.

Surprise flashed in Langlot's eyes, he didn't expect to meet his target here.

It's just why the other party didn't join the battle?he thought.

Later, Langlot saw the other party's gaze and looked over.

For a moment, Langlot tensed all his muscles, and looked at the golden lion knight as if he was facing an enemy.

The terrifying aura oppressed him, forcing him to directly enter a full-strength fighting stance. Only in this way can he feel better.

Pulling out the sword and spear stuck by his side, Ashes walked slowly towards Langlot.

He didn't want spoilers to disturb Artoria's battle with the dragon.

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Chapter 30 Dragon Fall

"Lion Knight, I have no hostility!" Looking at the approaching Lion Knight, Langlot hastily expressed that he had no hostility.

He resisted the urge to back away.

The knight's self-esteem did not allow him to make such a cowardly act.

"..."

Ashes' progress stopped.

The eyes under the lion's helmet looked at Langlot.

"Your purpose."

The indifferent voice reached Langlot's ears.

"I just want to help that female knight!" he said.

Insert the holy sword in his hand into the ground, indicating that he has no intention of hurting others.

"...Stay where you are, she doesn't need your intervention."

Ashes looked at him and said.

"Okay, Your Excellency."

Langlot replied with a wry smile.

Then, he stopped moving.

It wasn't until the intimidating aura disappeared that Langlot breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked towards the center of the battlefield, and then noticed the change in the situation.

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Artoria stuck the knight sword under her feet so that she could stand firmly on the dragon's head.

The purple-haired knight who appeared suddenly earlier attracted the dragon's attention.

Then, the tail flicked over the head inadvertently.

Arturia decisively seized the opportunity and jumped onto the dragon's head.

The knight's sword pierced deeply into the dragon's flesh and blood, and Artoria held the hilt firmly with one hand to ensure that she would not be thrown off her head by the mad dragon.

Because of Artoria's position, the dragon didn't dare to pat itself on the head with its tail and paws.

It could only frantically shake its head, trying to throw Artoria away.

Although she felt a little dizzy from the dragon's violent movements, Arturia still stretched out her other free hand, trying to grab the hilt of the knight's greatsword stuck in the dragon's eye.

Then, she discovered a problem.

Artoria is only fourteen years old, and her height is...a little short.

Therefore, her arms are not long enough to reach the hilt.

"..." Arturia gritted her teeth, she didn't expect to encounter such a... ridiculous problem.

She turned her mind quickly, trying to find a solution.

It's a pity that there is no way to change her natural disadvantage. She is so short that she can't reach the hilt of the sword.

The knight sword cannot be pulled out, otherwise she will be thrown away immediately.

Silently observing the regularity of the dragon's head shaking, Arturia's eyes flashed with determination.

She had to find an opportunity to directly hold the hilt of the knight's greatsword. In order to do this, she had to release the hilt which was used to hold the sword in her hand, and jump off the dragon's head, grabbing the sword directly as she fell. handle.

Standing firmly on the dragon's head, Arturia silently waited for the opportunity.

"...Three, two, one, that's now!" She muttered silently, and then she let go of her hand decisively and fell from the dragon's head.

At this moment, the dragon hadn't reacted yet.

When it reacted, Artoria seized the opportunity to hold the hilt of the knight's great sword because of her actions.