The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

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Devil Bomber: This *Sarkaz swearing* is too despicable, there's poison in it!

The invincible Gawain fell down: Ah this...

The invincible Gawain fell down: If I said this is really just mashed potatoes, would you believe it?

Arthurrrrrr! : I can testify that Gao Wenqing's mashed potatoes are unapologetically unpalatable.

Pitfall Sword: Shut up! Memories, terrible memories are coming back!

Cui Sad: Ah, are you recalling bad things? I’m so sad.

The invincible Gawain fell down: Hahaha, how can it be so exaggerated? My king likes to eat the mashed potatoes I make the most. Maybe the master is not used to the food of our time.

Dai Mao Wang: No, Gao Wenqing, the reason why I can eat it is because in Britain where cooking skills are scarce, I chose to eat the latter between eating dirt and eating mashed potatoes that look like dirt.

The invincible Gawain fell down: What!?

Pitfall Sword: Ah, the invincible Gawain has fallen.

【“Oh my, it looks like this lady is really tired. She fell asleep again after eating just one bite.”

Without realizing that he was the culprit for this situation, Gao Wen smiled and covered Fujimaru Ritsuka with the blanket again, picked up the bowl and walked back to sit next to the campfire.

Here, there are three heroes who remain seated and unconscious, and three bowls of slightly moved food, the contents of which are none other than Gawain's confident masterpiece, mashed potatoes.

The reason why they lost consciousness is self-evident.

"It seems that the guests from Chaldea are very tired from the continuous journey! Then, the next night watch will be handed over to the incompetent Sun Knight Gawain. I will protect the guests' exquisite sleep!"

……

At the same time, somewhere in the distance, inside a magnificent pyramid.

A blue-haired woman wrapped in a snow-white robe and adorned with gorgeous gold ornaments opened her eyes from a short sleep. Her beautiful eyes, as if containing stars, looked at the only darkness in the temple.

There, neither fire nor the sun's light can shine in. The deep and terrifying darkness and the occasional sound of flesh and blood squirming have become the main theme here, forcibly inserting a strong sense of disharmony into this solemn and sacred hall.

Because of the existence of this abnormal object, Cleopatra, known as the Queen of Egypt, had to refuse visits from other pharaohs and sealed it in her own pyramid.

Because if other pharaohs were to see such filthy things, the wrath of the pharaoh would descend upon those who survived in the darkness without hesitation.

For the Pharaoh, who was the natural order of Egypt itself, the existence of "this thing" itself was a provocation to the Pharaoh.

For Cleopatra, who almost represents the concept of "beauty" itself and has extremely strict requirements for "beauty", such ugly things should often be the first target of her creed that "anyone who is ugly is no different from a slave."

But at this moment, she was willing to endure the discomfort imprinted on her spiritual foundation and stay in the same room with such a weird thing for several days and months.

The reason is because...

"Cleopatra... Cleopatra... Are you okay... Have I protected you well... Cleopatra..."

It was like the noise made by rubbing sharp fingernails on a blackboard. The piercing voice came from the darkness intermittently, speaking to itself.

"He" is not aware that the person he is obsessed with is very close to him, he is just repeating meaningless whispers, which have been going on since the day the singularity was formed until now.

However, even though she knew that these voices were not really calling her, Cleopatra still forced a smile on her expressionless face.

"Yes, I am here, Anthony."

Her voice is sweet and melodious, full of love, yet also filled with a sense of exhaustion that conceals its inadequacies. 】

Flower of Rome: Anthony, this thing is actually Anthony?

Cleopatra: Could Antony have turned out like this?

Fever Big Cat: Who is Anthony?

EMT: Calling the big guy.

Little Eggplant: Mark Antony, in the history of our world, was one of the most important military lieutenants of Caesar during his lifetime. He followed Caesar through several wars of varying sizes and achieved considerable military exploits.

Little Eggplant: After the death of Caesar the Great, he and Caesar's son Octavian confronted each other after a series of disputes and began to compete for the power of Rome, but he was eventually defeated by the latter and died in Egypt.

Little Eggplant: Legend has it that he betrayed Rome because he declared that he would protect Cleopatra and Egypt, which she loved deeply, and eventually committed suicide with Cleopatra.

EMT: Huh? I remember Cleopatra was supposed to be the wife of his master Caesar? How come he is deeply in love with Cleopatra?

This is a necessary sacrifice: not surprising, I know a guy who likes to attack other people's wives.

Chaos Evil Gudazi: You might as well just read Cao Cao’s ID card.

Chaos Evil Gudako: Ahem, the ancient people had much more open ideas about marriage and love than us modern people.

President of Meili's Fan Club: Yes, in that era, things in this regard were not as conservative as we imagined, especially among the ruling class.

Cleopatra: I still love Caesar, but it is undeniable that after Caesar's death, Antony came to encourage and support me. His love was so passionate that he was willing to give up everything for me. Alas, I am a woman with a lot of sins.

Flower of Rome: In ancient times, beautiful women were often the objects of heroes’ competition. Only a few heroes were able to resist being deceived by your beauty, like my child Octavian, who was upright and incorruptible.

Flower of Rome: Cleopatra, you don't have to be sad about your own brilliance. Although I am very unhappy that the hateful Antony took advantage of my death, it is an indisputable fact that he protected you in the end.

[The existence called Antony by Cleopatra did not change in the slightest because of Cleopatra's beautiful voice. He still just did his own things aimlessly and talked to himself.

Cleopatra didn't care about this and just stared at the darkness quietly.

Until a certain moment, her eyes suddenly froze, and her gentle voice disappeared, replaced by a temperature as cold as ice.

"I don't remember ever summoning you, the Magic King's lackey."

"Ha ha……"

A happy chuckle sounded in the corner, and Leif, dressed in all green as usual, walked out from behind and bowed to the beautiful woman on the throne.

"This is really rude, but I have my own difficulties, please forgive me."

"Hmph, tell me, what's the matter? If it's something trivial, I don't mind killing you here."

A golden cobra made up of connected sections slowly poked its head out from behind the throne, its red eyes staring at the man below.

The cobra looked ready to pounce and bite Leif to death as soon as Cleopatra thought about it.

Seeing this, Leif shrugged as if admitting defeat, and then stated his purpose.

"Chaldea has arrived at this singularity and successfully met with the Roman God Ancestor. Pharaoh Nitocris also detected the attack of that person between the sea of ​​trees and the city-state."

As he spoke, Leif's eyes became sharper, and he felt unhappy when he recalled the failure in the Fuyuki singularity.

"The long-standing balance of this singularity is expected to be broken soon."

"..."

Cleopatra asked knowingly after a brief silence.

"So, what do you want to say?"

"Oh, you know that very well, don't you?"

Leif stretched out a hand and spread out his palm under Cleopatra's gaze. One of the eye demon eye souls floated up slightly from his palm and appeared in front of everyone.

What Cleopatra didn't notice was that Antony, who was hiding in the darkness, trembled slightly when he sensed the presence of the Eye Demon's Eye Soul.

Leif took this in full view, but made no effort to remind Cleopatra and continued with his explanation.

"Pharaoh Cleopatra, it's time to start my proposal that you have been putting on hold. I will provide you with the relevant technology. If we can continuously transform Egyptian soldiers into beholders, this long-standing stalemate should have ceased to exist long ago!"

"You let me transform my own people into monsters like that?"

Cleopatra frowned slightly.

She still has only a vague understanding of the Eye Demon's technology. Even Ramses II was unable to understand it at the first time, so she rejected Leif's proposal once in the past.

But now, when the balance was about to be broken, Cleopatra glanced in Antony's direction, with a flash of struggle in her eyes.

Leif just smiled at this.

The fact that Cleopatra did not express her refusal explicitly was in itself a sign that she was already somewhat shaken.

Moreover, Leif himself did not bet all the chances of his proposal's success on her. The tentacles of the Demon Pillar stretched out from the shadow where Anthony was at an angle that Cleopatra could not see, and placed an Eye Soul of the Demon on the body that could no longer be distinguished between spirit and flesh.

Anthony didn't react to this now, but Rafe knew that this eye soul would come in handy later.

"I need to think about it."

After a long time, Cleopatra still hadn't made up her mind, and Leif was not surprised.

"Then I will wait for your good news. I believe you will make the right decision."

With a slight polite bow, Leif disappeared into the temple.

After Cleopatra realized that the other party had really left, she rubbed her eyebrows with some worry and closed her eyes again.

Anthony's subtle but uninterrupted murmur was once again heard by the beautiful queen.

"Protect... my love... must protect... Cleopatra... defeat Rome... ah ah... Cleopatra..."

"Well, I know, thank you, Anthony. I will definitely fulfill your wish as soon as possible, please wait a moment."】

626: Practice in Dreams (4k)

[The sound of trickling water pulls the sinking consciousness out of the silent tranquility.

Opening his golden eyes, Fujimaru Ritsuka found himself in a familiar yet strange place - a mountain pond where he had been once after his death.

The cold pool water immediately cleared his drowsy brain. Ritsuka Fujimaru used his hands and feet to stand up from the shallow water, looking around curiously.

A waterfall falling from a great height, a huge rock lying quietly there, and a ghost in a sweatshirt floating above the rock with her arms crossed.

Everything happened so suddenly that at the first sight, Fujimaru Ritsuka recalled the memory that he had temporarily forgotten.

"Ah! You! You actually dared to butt my head last time!"

I get angry just thinking about this.

Strike first. Fujimaru Ritsuka charged at once, using his ghostly physique to fly up, and headbutted the black-and-red-edged hoodie ghost with the same exact move as before.

Then the hoodie ghost dodged the attack with a nimble move, causing the former to crash headfirst into a tree and let out a weak cry.

"It hurts! Why didn't I go through it? Am I not a ghost now?"

——I don’t have time to play tricks with you.