The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"If you have doubts about the king's actions, then correct them."

　The girl's voice interrupted Lancelot's hesitation.

　"If the king makes a mistake, then fight against it. Just because the king's choice surpasses your ideals doesn't mean you have given up on thinking about that choice."

　Listening to the girl's words, a glint of light flashed in Lancelot's eyes.

　"The Lion King's choice was made by a god, standing on the side of reason. Her divine side sided with reason. What about you? You are still human. You should side with your feelings and make your own choices and judgments to assist the king. Isn't this your duty?"

　"Gawain, Tristan gave up his emotions, abandoned his reverence for life, and abandoned his personal feelings to stand on the side of the Lion King. What about you? How do your emotions roar? How do you express them?"

　"I..."

　Lancelot opened his mouth and looked at Sieg in front of him in silence.

　"Humans are weak and imperfect, and that's why they're worthy of trust, isn't it? If the King were truly perfect, why would he have formed the Knights of the Round Table? Ultimately, all of you are human. Even if you've gained inhuman powers, you're still human. The imperfections within you cannot be erased..."

　Yes... that imperfection cannot be erased... The Holy Lance infinitely magnified the "perfect" part of the Lion King, making them

　Ignore the

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　The part of being a person.

　but...

　Lancelot's pupils shrank.

　"you..."

　The girl paused slightly, and turned to look at Lancelot with a hint of doubt on her face.

　"What's wrong?"

　"When you said 'you guys' just now, it's obvious that you didn't include yourself, right?"

　Zig blinked.

　"Huh? Well... maybe... After all—I'm not a real human. I'm still learning about human nature."

　"What do you mean?"

　"I don't recommend you know this story about the relationship between father and daughter..."

　The story of the journey to the relief...

　"Who...are you? The reaction engraved on the spiritual foundation cannot be wrong. Who are you?"

　"Lingji... Come to think of it, have I caught up with my sister now?"

　The corner of her mouth curled up slightly and then she shook her head gently, then turned around and faced Lancelot.

　"I am... a being with Galahad's spirit engraved upon me. I am the Fairy Knight Galahad, nothing more."

　"Fairy Knight..."

　Lancelot muttered.

　Although it would be great if it didn't match what I imagined, this possibility is also...

　Noble character, pure soul, everything is so similar.

　"Instead of that, answer my question... How do you express your feelings? Will your answer and choice satisfy your former companions?"

　“My answer is simple…”

　Lancelot stood up straight and looked into the distance.

　"Disloyalty for a righteous cause, this is my choice."

　"I see... That's exactly the kind of answer a father would give."

　A breeze blew by, lifting the girl's silver hair behind her back.

　"Sorry... this name is really not kind to the heart..."

　The girl smiled silently and reached out to hold down her flying hair. The sparkling ring on her ring finger immediately caught Lancelot's eyes.

　In an instant, the eyes of the Knight on the Lake became extremely sharp, his gaze became more determined, and his whole body exuded an unprecedented seriousness.

　What Aguiwen thought was right, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

　Right people, right relationships

　The "only" problem is that there is a "slight" mistake in the identities of the person who tied the bell and the person who untied it.

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　List of relatives of Galahad:

　Father: Lancelot

　Brother: Galahad

　Sisters: Mashu, Melcin

　The strongest daughter in fairy history versus the strongest daughter in modern times and the strongest son in history

　Fairy Knight: Thirteen: Sister and Little Sister

　"The intensity of the magical reaction is beginning to subside. It seems the outcome has been decided..."

　Romani Akiman read the data displayed on the screen and informed everyone who was moving at full speed.

　"Is it really okay for that girl to hold off so many knights by herself?"

　The leading female refugee asked the Chaldean group with some concern.

　"If it's Sieg, even if he's weakened, judging by the magic monitoring data here and the thunder tree that just shot up into the sky, a decrease in strength won't have much of an impact. Even if he can't win, he'll be able to escape in time..."

　"I won't be defeated."

　The girl's voice accompanied by her figure appeared beside everyone silently and without any warning, followed by Lancelot who looked confused and had no idea what was happening.

　"Miss Zieger, and—"

　Mash's joyful smile froze on her face the moment she saw Lancelot.

　"You are!"

　Bedivere opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his emerald pupils fixed on the knight beside the girl.

　The next second, the shield hit Lancelot's face hard, knocking him flying and crashing into the rock wall beside him.

　Mashu continued to swing her shield, the smile on her face slowly fading, and the cross pillar extending from the center of the shield carved a deep groove on the ground.

　Mud and gravel piled up in the shield's path before being scattered by the blow. Immediately afterwards, another shield strike struck the rock wall.

　The heavy stones collided with the hard armor and finally exploded completely.

　Sieg gently stretched out his hand to block Mash's shield from swinging again. The magic circuits on his body slowly lit up, and the healing magic was activated again.

　“Stop it…”

　After blocking Mashu's shield, the girl slowly walked towards Lancelot who was knocked away.

　"These two times really make me miss them..."

　Lancelot held his face with one hand and slowly stood up with the other hand supporting the ground, his dusty cloak fluttering in the wind.

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　From the beginning to the end, he did not make any countermeasures. The Aarondite on his waist was always hanging firmly on his waist, without any movement of pulling it out.

　"Pain is also a good way to stay awake, if you need it. Although it's not as powerful as Mashu's shield attack, a mild shock with just electricity can still do the trick."

　As the girl spoke, golden electricity began to flow through her fingertips from time to time.

　"Little Zig, you really brought an unexpected guest..."

　"In fact, the development of the situation has exceeded my own expectations..."

　The girl smoothed her hair and looked at Lancelot. The latter's figure immediately became straight and tall in the eyes of everyone, like an insurmountable wall, and his eyes were full of seriousness and determination.

　"Let me introduce you. This is my father, Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake..."

　The next second, Lancelot, known as the strongest knight of the Round Table, bent over in pain due to heart pain.

　The atmosphere instantly fell into dead silence, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

　Not only the Chaldeans and Bedivere were surprised, but even the nearby refugee groups fell into silence.

　The daughter of a Knight of the Round Table stood against the Lion King and even brought her father to her side. This is the story for the refugees.

　“Ah… Haaaaaaaa——”

　Finally, the first to break the silence was Romani Agyeman's voice of disbelief and surprise.

　"No, let me calm down and sort out my thoughts first—I can't calm down at all! How does this have to do with Lancelot being a father and daughter?!"

　Romani Agyeman almost collapsed as he looked at the image of the girl in front of the screen.

　The other party has refreshed his worldview many times so far, and this time is no exception.

　because--

　The spiritual reaction in the girl's body is exactly the same as the spiritual reaction in Mashu's body.

　"da Vinci..."

　"I know what you're thinking, Romani. Although this may challenge common sense, you have to admit this fact. That spiritual reaction that came out of nothing..."

　Ritsuka Fujimaru frowned as he listened to the conversation between the two, then he gently walked forward and held Mashu's hand.

　"Listen up, Ritsuka, Mashu. Although the accuracy of the data here is so high that we are unwilling to believe it. And no matter what, it should be impossible for two identical spiritual reactions to appear in the same era, but now the fact is..."

　Romani Ajman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then continued:

　"The spiritual reaction in Sieg and Mash is exactly the same, both in terms of scale and fluctuation. The Heroic Spirits in both of you are the same person, which means—"

　"Miss Zig and I are sisters?"

　The words that Romani Akiman was about to say were abruptly blocked by Mashu.

　"Huh? I don't think that's what the doctor meant..."

　Ritsuka Fujimaru's eyes kept moving back and forth between Mashu and Sieg, and he quietly reminded them.

　"No... I'm actually talking about the relationship between the spirit base... although to some extent it's okay to call it that..."

　Why is this relationship becoming more and more complicated?

　"If Miss Sieg and I are sisters... then that Knight Lancelot over there is... my father?"

　"Dangdang!"

　With a loud bang, Aarondette, who had been hanging steadily around his waist, fell down completely.

　Just when Lancelot subconsciously wanted to bend his body, he suddenly found that there seemed to be no pain in his heart this time.

　Points of green fluorescence shot out from the girl's fingertips and shot straight into the other person's body, constantly calming the pain.

　"No... I am not worthy of being called your father right now. If you can use that power, it means that you have his recognition, the recognition of my son, Galahad. That shield is the symbol of our Round Table..."

　"By the way, Miss Zieger can also use this shield?"

　In response to Mashu's question, the girl blinked lightly, then closed her eyes, relaxed her body, and searched for the feeling she had at the beginning.

　The spirit particles danced in his hands, constantly changing their shapes. Although the figure of Balmung appeared at the first moment, it soon dissipated and gradually transformed into a cross shield like the one in Mash's hand.

　A black and white shield slowly emerged. However, unlike the true Round Table Shield in Mashu's hand, the shield in the girl's hand was brighter in color. The pattern in the center of the shield was also different from the one in Mashu's hand.

　Purple lines and cyan lines intertwined to form a cross-shaped round table pattern imprinted on the center of the shield.

　"This shield..."

　Lancelot walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and gently touched the surface of the shield, frowning.

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　It also began to wrinkle continuously.

　"This is my son's shield, yes, but this magical reaction..."

　"It's normal for me to be a little different from Galahad. After all, even though I'm a knight, I'm only a goblin knight, the goblin knight Galahad, not the human knight Galahad. This shield embodies the difference between the two."

　Sieg gripped the handle under the shield tightly and spoke softly.