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"Gawain, you are a fine knight."

"So--"

Artorius took the sword from his waist and handed it to the other party.

"Use this sword to duel with me."

"..."

Gawain had no idea that Artolis would do this.

"Is this your sword? Is it against common sense to duel with your sword?"

"Yes." Artorius did not deny Gawain's words.

"This is indeed my sword."

"but--"

"It is also the sword your father gave me."

"what?"

Gao Wen had never expected such a thing.

"Is this the sword your father gave you?"

"Yes." Artorius nodded. "In this case, you should have no psychological pressure, right?"

"..."

Gawain glanced at Artorius, then at Ian in the crowd.

He realized that this might be a real thing.

The Artorius in front of him had a very special relationship with his father.

"I understand."

Gawain took the blade from Artorius's hand.

"So--"

"I'm going to start."

"bring it on."

[Artorius held the sword in the stone with both hands.]

[This is her sign of seriousness.]

[You can feel that the moment she pulled out the sword, it also gave her a certain extremely heavy cognition, so that she was completely different from others in terms of her feelings.]

【You realize that Gawain is going to be in for a tough fight.】

"My father's sword..."

Gawain held the sword in his hand, feeling somewhat emotional.

However, the feeling did not last too long.

For he noticed that the sun was only a short distance away from reaching the high point in the sky that would mark noon.

"I am coming!"

Gawain simply announced his intention to attack, and then began his attack.

This time, Artorius did not wait as he did before.

She also launched an attack forward.

With a ding sound!

It was broad daylight, but the sparks from the collision of the two swords were clearly visible.

This is a picture with extremely shocking visual effects.

Gawain, whose body was several times stronger than Artorius, was actually deadlocked with his opponent!

The onlookers began to talk about it.

"Did you see that? That man looked so frail, but he was able to fight Lord Gawain head-on?!"

"Yeah... How much strength does it take?"

"It's so scary that even a gorilla can be stopped!"

"Hey! What are you talking about?! Be careful, Master Gawain will come back to settle the score with you later!"

However, Gawain didn't have the mind to care about those things at the moment.

His attention was completely focused on the clash of swords in front of him.

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

but--

He felt like he had found something.

That's right.

This is the strength that a king should possess!

If you can't even beat yourself, how can you be called the king!

The king's sword swing should be as powerful as this!

"Drink——!"

Gawain raised his father's sword and slashed it downwards - a powerful blow!

With a ding sound!

The sword from his father collided with the Sword in the Stone.

Everyone felt the texture of this collision at that moment, and some children even started crying.

But the result is obvious.

Dark clouds passed by.

Click——

Click——

Cracks appeared on the blade of the sword held by Gawain, and then spread all over the sword like a snake.

The mark is broken.

The sword broke.

All that was left in Gawain's hands was a small half of the sword.

The crowd was deathly silent.

You know, in a knight's duel, breaking the opponent's sword, especially a heavy blade like the one just now, means suppressing the opponent's strength.

In this duel, Gawain was defeated.

"I lost." Gao Wen admitted his failure very magnanimously.

“You are indeed amazing.”

"Not bad." Artorius looked at the other person coldly.

"As a knight, being able to swing with that kind of force is already very shocking to me."

"But - failure is failure."

"Then kill me." Gawain said calmly, "Just now I was not a knight and could not be killed. Now I am a knight and you should be able to do it."

"Kill you?"

Artorius took back the Sword in the Stone.

"I have no interest in such things."

"I just want to prove that I am not afraid of your challenge."

"Give me back that sword."

"Ah?" Gawain looked at the small broken sword in his hand.

“But it has become like this.”

"It's okay, just give it back to me."

"……Understood."

Artorius took the broken half of the sword and held it.

Just as Gawain was wondering what he was going to do with it.

Artorius then walked towards Ian, who was standing beside him, under Gawain's gaze.

Then——

He pointed at the small half of the sword in his hand and said something to Ian. After getting the answer, he hugged the other person directly.

Gao Wen was confused.

Artorius was as majestic as a lion one second ago, but the next second he leaned in his father's arms as docilely as a girl.

Just from the perspective of gender, this is already very wrong, right? !

Father, what did you say?!

64. The last emotion in a girl’s heart (-word chapter)

【Gawain is one of the best knights in Camelot.】

[His defeat implicitly proves the strength of Artorius.]

[If there is anyone who is still qualified to challenge him, it is only you, Gawain's father. ]

【But seeing how close you and Artorius are, everyone realizes that this is absolutely impossible.】

"Well, see you later, Mr. Ian."

Artorius smiled slightly, and walked to the other end of the street alone with the broken sword.

Her steps were light and swift, completely lacking the momentum she had just had when she confronted Gawain.

No one knew what exactly happened - they only felt that King Ian of Lot seemed to have used some very powerful means.

"Father."

Gawain came closer.

"Then now..."

Ian adjusted his mood and replied:

"Gawain, continue to do what you are supposed to do."

"Well...I see."

Gawain would never question his father's orders.

But this time is an exception.

"Um, Father, can I ask you something before I go?"

"Ask, my child."

"that is--"

Gawain looked in the direction of the street where Artorius had disappeared.

"What did he tell you?"

"..."

Sometimes Ian really wanted to seal Gawain's mouth.

"nothing."