Yahweh doesn't want to talk

"Arthur."

"The old man will be back soon!!!"

Gently touching the tip of the sacred spear, what remains on the tip is the proof.

It's just a momentary speculation and exploration.

But what the sacred spear brought back from the birth of the Heavenly Dragon was that even she, the user, could feel the fear coming from the spear.

It...is afraid.

"Am I wrong?"

"But if I was wrong, why did I allow Solomon to do what he did?"

It's already night time...

But the blessing of the sun that never sleeps still works on Gawain who is stationed outside the city, so he is still illuminated by the sun.

Because of this, the sky looked particularly strange, with the moon above the holy city but a dazzling sun outside.

However, the power of blessing cannot change the most natural climate changes after all, so the range of the sun is also extremely limited.

The sky is still dark overall.

To outsiders, it looks like ink stains on white paper, or a ray of white light appearing in the dark chaos.

This is no longer "conspicuous", but extremely glaring.

In the distance, a rider who was originally galloping under the moonlight was now galloping towards here, getting faster and faster.

Because he knew that this glory belonged to his colleague, another knight before the king.

At this time, Gawain, who was holding the Nevernight, should have returned to the city long ago, but the high sun showed that the situation today was completely different from the past.

But in this broken age, the Lion King, her Knights of the Round Table, and the Conquerors of her faction are undoubtedly the strongest.

Even if there was a clash with another outsider, the conquerors alone would be enough to deal with it.

So theoretically, there shouldn't be a situation in this world where Gawain would still be outside the city.

But he had to rush to help anyway.

However, the galloping knight suddenly stopped.

He was originally running very fast, and the fairy horse under his crotch was galloping all the way without any intention of stopping, but in the end, he still stopped.

Because when the Holy City completely fell into his eyes, he understood why Gawain was still outside the city.

Because...the city is gone.

Although it can't be called a fall, because the people seem to be basically fine.

The White Holy City is now almost reduced to ruins.

The tall giants were busy under the moon, seemingly building something.

The holy city was surrounded by knights and traversers and was undergoing all-round defense.

The knight rode his horse towards the direction where his colleague was.

The others were released one after another.

The knight wearing a blue cloak and silver armor slowly slowed down the pace of the fairy horse under his crotch.

Then Gawain dismounted some distance in front of him and asked.

"Gawain, what's going on? Could it be that those Egyptian guys have joined forces with another group of outsiders?"

At this moment, the knight who was always as bright as the sun could only reveal a wry smile.

"That's not it."

"what is that?"

"The humble king has resurrected."

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Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Realm of the Battle between Transmigrators: Chapter 24: Galahad Does Not Want to See His Father

"So...that white dragon...is it really resurrected?" Lancelot held the sword tightly in his hand.

But before Lancelot could think deeply, Gawain's voice came again.

"Is what we are doing really right? Lord Lancelot."

"Why do you say that, Gawain?"

Gawain was silent for a moment, and finally looked at the strange night scene and said: "I was fearless when I faced the humble king Vortigern, because I knew the king was right. I was willing to fight for the world the king wanted, even if I died in battle."

"But... when I faced the humble king Vortigern again, although I was not afraid, I actually felt a sense of relief in my heart."

"I even thought that it would be good if it just ended like this..."

"Gao Wenqing..."

In this singularity, almost everyone believes that the Knights of the Round Table are synonymous with brutality and power.

But only they themselves know that they are carrying heavy pressure on their shoulders.

This pressure does not come from the outside world, but from within themselves.

Tristan, the sentimental and self-blinded son of sorrow, was subjected to a 'reversal'. This reversal was from the inside out, so he did not feel much pressure.

Assistant Officer Aguguiwen had a cold appearance before his death. He was called "Aguguiwen the Iron Who Does Not Know Pain". He was already deformed in his heart.

He is Morgan's son after all.

To him, the only thing that matters is the king's order. He doesn't care who the king is, as long as he is qualified.

He sees everything as a set of rules and a job.

So it seemed that he didn't seem to be shaken at all, and he didn't even know what the so-called shake was.

After all, he is the only man who claims that he does not need "God's blessing".

But others are different.

Lancelot was one of the culprits who caused the fall of the Round Table because he could not control his feelings for the princess during his lifetime.

So now that he is eager to atone for his sins, he directly asks to see the truth and the so-called justice, not to be deceived by anything, and to look at the overall situation as a human being.

But what kind of thoughts was he suppressing in his heart?

The runaway Mordred, known as the rebellious knight, does not understand complexity, and her worldview is the purest.

Just like the Persian religion, it is a binary opposition of "either this or that, either that or this".

The binary opposition of good and evil is clear and well-organized.

In her view, loyalty to her father is good, and the opposite is evil.

Even so, she would vent her pain and anger through manic attacks after killing innocent people or other colleagues.

And Gareth...

This kind-hearted child disguised as a man has been living in torment all along. His once beautiful hands have been carbonized by the manic magic power, and his heart is even more shattered.

Although she has completely given up her human identity, she always wears a helmet and tears apart all enemies like a wolf.

Even the so-called Knights of the Round Table are human beings. Just as the master said, humans are not plants or trees and so who can be heartless?

They are neither gods who are high above nor fairies who are far away from the mortal world, so how could they be so heartless?

Although they may not care about their own lives, after all, they are already dead.

Although the identity of a Servant symbolizes a second life in a sense, they are not impossible to give up.

And, in fact, they have all given up.

Because all the Knights of the Round Table knew that they, who had slaughtered their compatriots and shouldered the sin, would never be chosen by the sacred ritual of selecting the righteous, the Holy Selection.

The humans who will exist with the King and usher in a new era do not include them from the beginning to the end.

Their bodies and souls have been tainted, and all they can do is stop the king's enemies.

Support the king to the end, and watch the inhuman 'king' complete all the work.

Finally, he burned with the remaining people as atonement.

They knew everything from the beginning.

But that doesn't mean they can endure this alone.

They are just a group of people, not gods.

In fact, Kang said that the same is true for God.

In this kind of infinite oppression, everyone needs spiritual support.

For the Round Table, the "King" sitting on the throne is their only support.

Even the current king is completely cold inside and out.

Even though she is no longer human.

Even what she did was like a completely different person.

But...so what?

She is still the king.

As long as he is the king, it is right.

But when the dragon of heaven appeared in the sky and faced this super enemy again, this correct but improper doubt arose.

The roar of the Heavenly Dragon was not just a question to King Arthur, but also to all the knights who had participated in the war against the White Dragon.

.....Are they different now from Vortigern in the past?

"Gawain, you need to calm down."

"What we did was undoubtedly right. Even God has abandoned this era. This is the only way we can do it."

"In this doomsday, this is the best solution."

The "tragic" blessing bestowed by the queen who was promoted to god still affects him, making him always maintain a calm and cautious attitude.

'To see the big picture from a human perspective' is the ability of blessing.

From this perspective, he could not perceive any possibility of redemption or survival.

But there is no better way, Gawain.

At least not now...

"Take a good rest, Gawain. Everything will be fine when you wake up." Lancelot said as he rode on the fairy again and headed towards Camelot which was being rebuilt.

"God... in your eyes."

"So-called people... So-called people..."

"What on earth is this?"

The queen, sitting on the pure white throne on top of the high tower, gently stroked the sacred spear, but at this moment, there was some unholy emotion in her emerald eyes.

He was mumbling something in his mouth.

It seems like a narration, but also like a question to the omniscient and omnipotent Creator.

"My king, Sir Lancelot has returned."

"Come in..."

At the same time, Kang, who was lying on Yakumo Meng's hardworking Demon Machine, said abruptly:

"People are just people."

Having said that, Kang Hao turned over and looked behind the Demon's fuselage, and once again saw a group of refugees pulling out a long snake.

"When did human existence need to be acknowledged by other beings?"

"Boss, what are you trying to do this time?" Roman, who was still awake, asked while drinking a large cup of freshly brewed coffee.

"That's not true! Am I capable of causing trouble? I think you have some misunderstanding about me."