The Warrior of Love

As the saying goes, there is no need to talk too much if you don't agree. Although I met the Knight of the Round Table whom I had longed for, the target was a rebellious knight who was also very different from others in the Round Table. It was really fate's trick.

At this moment, Mordred was suddenly stunned.

"Retreat? Hey, hey, I'm in the mood right now... Well, I get it, really, you have to treat me to a good meal later, Master."

"Are you retreating?" Bradamante asked from his perch astride his Hippogriff.

The Red Swordsman hefted his sword onto his shoulder. "Yes, my Master is a cautious man and does not want to stay in your territory for too long."

“Is that so…” Bradamante hesitated for a moment, and after confirming that he alone could not hold Saber back, he laughed heartily.

"See you next time, Saber!"

"Ah, sooner or later I will compete with you, and you too——"

call out!

An inaudible sound of breaking wind was heard in the night sky, and the faces of the two female knights changed at the same time.

However, when the sound was heard, it was too late to dodge, because the speed of the arrow was far greater than the sound waves!

"Pfft!"

An emerald arrow flew at a tricky angle and hit the soft spot under the eagle's wings.

This arrow was aimed at the part where the Hippogriff's wings and body were connected. If it were a human body, it would be a place similar to the armpit, which has almost no defense. However, it would not be exposed at all under normal circumstances and would only be revealed when the Hippogriff was flying.

However, it is extremely difficult to avoid being hit by the flapping wings of the eagle. An ordinary archer may not be able to hit this target even if he spends his entire life on archery.

But for the hunter hiding in the dark, this arrow was shot with ease, which indirectly proved his terrifying skills.

The power was also considerable, directly piercing the connection between the wings, perhaps even injuring the joints. It did not look like an injury that could be caused by an arrow, but rather like the result of close-range shooting with an anti-material sniper rifle.

"Ugh?!"

"hold head high--"

The Hippogriff let out a wail and fell to the ground. Bradamante was shocked but remained fearless. He let the Hippogriff transform into a spirit to rest and heal its wounds. He landed on the ground with the golden lance in his hand, ready for battle.

"Who is it?! Get out here!"

Unexpectedly, the first person to roar was not Bradamante who was attacked, but Mordred with a ferocious face.

She was not confused at all, and rushed in a certain direction as if she already knew the location, crossing the distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Is hiding and hiding considered a hero?!"

The parricide sword unleashed a thunderbolt of the largest scale, releasing it into the dark area in the blind spot of vision.

There was no basis for this, but Saber's intuition guided her!

"Tsk!"

Sure enough, a green figure as agile as a mountain cat leaped out of the darkness and avoided the sweeping red thunder.

Her lithe figure leaped several times before stopping on a tall building. She frowned and looked at the rebellious knight. The moonlight set off her body, which was slender and toned, like a large cat.

In fact, she does have a pair of cat ears and a tail.

Even in her skirt, she exudes the sharpness of a forest hunter, which makes people dare not underestimate her.

"Saber, I'm helping you. It's fine if you don't thank me, but do you have to attack your comrades in the same camp?"

The voice was as awe-inspiring as imagined. Although she was the one who launched the sneak attack, her attitude was upright and she had no shame at all. Perhaps in her opinion, this was also a way of fighting and there was no distinction between superior and inferior.

However, Mordred did not appreciate it: "Archer... I told you to fight next time, didn't you hear me?"

"That phantom beast is very troublesome. If we can keep her here——"

"I don't care about that kind of thing!"

The sound of powerful swords rang out, and Mordred aimed his magic sword at the huntress above.

"Are you trying to embarrass me?"

"I didn't think you were the kind of guy who would stick to chivalry."

"I've long forgotten all about chivalry..." The rebel grinned under his helmet, "I'm just really annoyed with you!"

"Humph……"

The huntress narrowed her eyes and suddenly drew her bow again and aimed at Bradamante.

Mordred's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to step forward, a strong wind came in an instant.

It's so fast!

The starting point was outside the town, and because of this no one was aware of his existence, but he crossed the distance like a meteor and arrived in front of Mordred in almost the blink of an eye.

——With a thunderous impact!

"Well!"

After blocking the initial blow with his greatsword, Mordred suddenly found that his wrist strength, which he was so proud of, was not enough to withstand this overwhelming blow, and he was knocked away.

"hateful!"

Understood!

Why did the huntress still try to keep Bradamante even though she couldn't get Mordred's help?

Because she was not fighting alone. Even without Mordred, the fighting power she had was enough to deal with a female knight without a phantom horse!

"Sorry……"

The emerald female hunter aimed at the blonde female knight and shot an arrow through the air.

call!call!

The atmosphere was pierced in an instant, and a heavy wind sound that was very different from that of an arrow was heard. However, its speed was no less than that of a light arrow, and even faster. It had arrived at the battlefield before the sound of the wind arrived.

A beam of black light knocked down the arrow that the huntress had shot through the air, and a beam of black light hit the warrior that had knocked Saber away, making a clanging sound.

After that, the two servants of the Red Square heard the sound of heavy wind...

Bradamante saw this and understood what was going on. He retreated calmly.

On the high wall of Thousand Worlds Tree City, deep black eyes blinked, and Jiang Liu slowly put down the "arrow" in his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not an arrow in the conventional sense, but a short spear half a person's height.

——He actually threw it with his arm!

Chapter 412: Illusory Cause and Effect

"I'm sorry, I didn't win the first battle..."

"No, you performed very well and completed the task very well, but the other party was too despicable.

Because of the legend, I thought you were just a little girl looking for love, but now it seems that you are worthy of being Charlemagne's Paladin. I have a new respect for you, Rider."

The Black Lancer, dressed in a luxurious coat, sat tall and consoled the blonde female knight.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. I will definitely give you a chance to avenge yourself in the future. Go down and rest first."

"Understood……"

Bradamante knelt on one knee, bowed his head deeply, and left the room in spirit form.

After Rider left, everyone in the room was silent for a moment, and Vlad III on the throne suddenly looked down at the man standing on his left.

"What do you think, Archer?"

Although it was a question, there was no condescending tone in the sentence. It was just a simple invitation, wanting to get Archer's opinion.

As Vlad III asked this question, the others in the room also turned their attention.

Except for Caster and his Master who have been staying in the magic workshop to develop puppets, almost all the other Masters of the Thousand Worlds Tree Clan and their respective Servants are here.

The Black Archer they were focusing on was another person who participated in the first battle besides Bradamante.

"excellent……"

Jiang Liu stood out from the crowd, stood on the stage neither humbly nor arrogantly, and answered Vlad III calmly.

"Both Rider and Saber are excellent."

"Oh?" Vlad III became interested and stared at Jiang Liu with his chin on his fist. "Can it be considered excellent even in your eyes?"

"The enemy's Saber is undoubtedly a first-rate Servant. She revealed her true name as Mordred, one of the famous Knights of the Round Table, the rebellious knight who put an end to King Arthur. Whether in terms of strength or popularity, she is worthy of the title of "the strongest class".

Judging from the battle process, her basic abilities are all excellent, and she has no shortcomings. She also has sufficient combat experience. Although her skills are rough, her style is unique. The most crucial point is that she has not released her treasure.

I don't think that given her personality, she would be able to remain restrained when she was at a disadvantage. The reason for not using her Noble Phantasm was probably not due to tactical considerations, but because she didn't want to involve ordinary people. But this also means that she has a Noble Phantasm that can fight against the army or more. Judging from the legend, it is probably the magic sword that killed the king."

Jiang Liu said it very clearly, Saber Mordred is a powerful servant with excellent ability panel + considerable popularity + anti-military (or above) level Noble Phantasm, and should definitely not be underestimated.

Honestly speaking, in terms of hard power, at least half of the Black Camp are inferior to the Rebellious Knights.

"Well, you are worthy of being a Knight of the Round Table, right? Can you win?"

The last sentence was spoken by Vlad III to another person.

The man took a small step forward, did not say anything, but just nodded, making people feel his confidence and firm determination.

Since he thought he could win, there would be no problem—no one would doubt the reliability of this man.

Because he is Saber of the black side, the most famous dragon slayer in Western history, the famous "Siegfried"!

Judging from the "Saber" job, if Mordred is just a "high-level servant who meets the standards", then Siegfried is one of the heroes who "best represents this job"!

The only people who could compete with him in the "Saber" class were King Arthur, Paladin Roland, Knight of the Lake Lancelot, and a few others.

After Siegfried returned to his original position, Jiang Liu glanced at his Master and found that Fiore was also looking at him.

"As for our Rider..."

Jiang Liu continued, "She has abilities that are no less than Red Saber, but her fighting style is very different. I think that without any restraints, Rider can play a role far beyond imagination on the battlefield, and her strategic value is even higher than Red Saber."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Vlad III nodded slightly, then frowned slightly.

"So, what about the enemies that appeared later?"

What do you think of me? Why do you keep asking me?

Jiang Liu felt a little helpless, but he could actually understand Vlad III.

Because Jiang Liu "witnessed" the battle from beginning to end. Although Vlad III and others also watched it through the magic mirror, he still believed Jiang Liu's eyes more than the transmitted images.

Well, in a sense, it is also a kind of respect for Jiang Liu, and perhaps we should be happy about it.

"I have an impression of the other party's Archer."

"Ok?"

"Although her appearance has changed a little, with the ears and tail... but she is definitely right. There won't be many female hunters of that level in the whole world, and her name is well-known in Greece during the Age of Gods."

"You mean..."

"The first female hunter in Greece: Atalanta."

Jiang Liu said seriously: "A heroine who hunted the Calydonian monster and participated in the Argo expedition!"

Originally, they just wanted to hear Jiang Liu's evaluation and opinions, but unexpectedly they got his real name, which surprised everyone in the room, followed by relaxation and joy.

In ancient Greece, where heroes arose in large numbers, Atalanta was a particularly special name. Her popularity was no less than that of great heroes such as Odysseus and Perseus. The reason for this was probably that her presence was too conspicuous among the epic poems with many male heroes.

Of course, its strength is genuine and is not a fake thing in name only.

With her impressive speed, unparalleled archery skills, courage and perseverance in taking part in expeditions, even many male heroes of her time admitted that they could not compare to her.

And it was not surprising that Black Archer recognized her, because in the mythology, they were both crew members of the Argol and had experienced a great adventure.

"Atalanta, she is indeed a well-known hero, and she is definitely a top-notch archer, but..."

Everyone at the Thousand Worlds Tree looked at Jiang Liu at the same time, with surprisingly similar thoughts in their minds.

"Doesn't this mean we've won?"

"As for the other hero, I have some guesses."

Jiang Liu pondered for a moment and his expression became serious.

"Technically speaking, there is no intersection between us, but I can confirm his identity."