Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Almost at the same time, Scathach and Morgan raised their hands, each used magic to create a small familiar, and flew to the bottom of the pit to investigate the situation.

Having gradually gotten used to the competition between her mother and the master, Kallen could only silently debug the communication with Chaldea.

This battlefield is still close to the territory of the Sun King, and the means of communication with Chaldea is still interrupted.

"The bloodstain at the bottom center of the pit, judging from the remaining magic power—" Morgan clenched his palms, "is my husband's blood."

Scathach also had a serious expression: "I can sense the magical aura left by the Knights of the Round Table at the bottom of the pit."

She snapped her fingers, and a thin line of light extended outward, pointing far in the direction of Camelot.

"There is no need to confirm it now." Morgan pulled the reins and drove the camel along the edge of the pit to the Holy City. "The Lion King is Altria Pendragon. As for why they captured my husband instead of executing him on the spot, we can only ask him in person."

"Don't be so anxious. The enemy and our situation is not clear right now. Do you really intend to fight all the Knights of the Round Table by yourself?"

Scathach asked from behind, and she and Kallen made the camel speed up to keep up with Morgan's pace.

The hot wind in the desert blew the cloaks of the three people. If it weren't for the magic and ceremonial costumes to keep out the heat, it would be a very harsh and deadly environment for Kallen, who was not used to desert life.

Fortunately, she had both of these, so she could walk and check for changes in communication signals with peace of mind.

"The Knights of the Round Table are nothing special." Morgan tightened her grip on the reins slightly, frowning. "The problem is that my husband's contract has been taken away from him. Even if we don't worry about him being taken hostage, there's no way to guarantee that he can be used as a Trojan horse to start a fight from within."

"After all, he faced the Holy Lance alone for our retreat." Kallen said, "It wasn't easy for Dad either, so please don't be angry, Mother."

Morgan was confused by Kallen's words, his tone softened, and he smiled helplessly: "I'm not angry with him, I'm angry at Altria's method."

"It seems that you have never completely cut off contact with my beloved disciple so far?" Scathach asked, "This is not good. I am a little too dependent on him."

"What do you mean?" Morgan lowered his eyelids and turned to stare at Scathach.

"How about being like me and being separated from him for ten or twenty years, and only being able to watch him from afar using magic?" Scathach suggested to Morgan with an expression that this was a good idea.

"Unfortunately, I can't treat this kind of thing as a hobby like you." Morgan said halfway, and suddenly said in a warning tone, "Also, when you are in Chaldea, don't barge into our room casually, especially at night."

"It's not you who can decide such things." Scathach ignored her and responded with a faint smile.

Hearing the two start to argue again, Karen suddenly regretted that her father was not here, otherwise she could watch the show, so she changed the subject quietly:

"Speaking of separation, after losing contact with Chaldea for more than a day, I'm afraid Dr. Roman, who is in charge of the control room, is going crazy."

This is also a serious reality that must be faced.

The group could certainly be said to be safe, but Shiomi's capture was also a serious problem.

Even though it was certain that his life was not in danger.

Losing him meant that Chaldea would be short of important combat power for a period of time.

"As for that man, let him take this opportunity to have a good rest." Scathach said, "For a human being, he has worked a little too hard."

"My husband has advised her several times, and although he can share some of the work, he still can't stop her." Morgan also shook her head.

The explosion in the control room caused more than sixty casualties, and this part of the vacancy naturally needed to be filled.

It's fine under normal circumstances, just contact the outside world and replenish the staff.

But now Chaldea is the surviving ark in the burning world.

The operational strategy, the protection of Sheba, and the use of spirit particle transfer were shared by others, but the control of the Chaldea furnace and the operation of the remaining equipment fell on Romani, who was in charge of Chaldea after the director went to the singularity.

In addition, he also has to provide psychological counseling to some employees who are increasingly exhausted - even though this is his job.

"I hope the news that Dad has left the team won't make him faint." Kallen said half sympathetically and half expectantly.

Scathach suggested with interest: "Since you are so interested, you should report this matter to Romani, your superior in the medical department."

"Even if we don't report it, if Sakura contacts Chaldea first, she will report it." Kallen shook her head, "I don't know where Sakura and the others have gone."

"The dune buggy is faster than a camel." Morgan calculated, "They will be near the Atlas Courtyard before sunset. According to Sakura's habit, she will let everyone rest for a night and then formally try to enter tomorrow."

“That’s right.”

Kallen found that the communication signal was beginning to recover, and intermittent words mixed with noise began to be heard. She hurriedly urged the camel to speed up.

Finally, at sunset, the group slightly turned around and headed towards the northwest main gate of the holy city. When they saw the edge of the desert, they reconnected with Chaldea.

Chapter 18: 'Saint Ba'

Camelot, in the royal city, the Lion King's bedroom.

"What are you looking at?"

Shiomi, who was observing the singularity map, heard the voice of the Lion King. He sat on the bench motionless, just looking at the map.

"Looking at the map," he said.

"Most of this singularity has been eroded by the desert, and my forces have no way to penetrate deeply. However, this is not a big deal." The Lion King stood in front of the map and looked at the content on it. "In the end, the only thing that can really be left is this holy city."

"I can see that." Xi Jian did not comment.

He was like a prisoner here. Although he was treated to delicious food and drinks, there was really not much he could do.

Speculating on Morgan and the others' next move by looking at the map became one of the few things that could be done.

"In your opinion, how will Chaldea act?" The Lion King asked, "Morgan is among them. After the Saint Baal is over, it will be necessary to send out the Knights of the Round Table to completely wipe them out.

Shiomi frowned: "You want me to help you analyze my companions and provide you with a reference plan? Don't be ridiculous."

"It doesn't matter if you refuse. Chaldea won't give up on you so easily anyway. If you can't find them, then wait for them to come in this holy city." The Lion King did not force Shiomi to make a choice. "After Chaldea is annihilated, you can stay here with peace of mind. As my Master (captive), you can witness the end of the world with me."

"You still don't want to give up..."

Shiomi understood that the Lion King was not obsessed with him as a person, but because of his immature power. In her eyes, he was a future god.

A god will only treat another god as an equal.

Just like the Lion King had done before, because she needed her brothers and sisters to complete the plan for her, she summoned the Knights of the Round Table and asked them to make a choice.

Similarly, because she needs companions to protect the preserved humans together with her, Shiomi is placed under house arrest here.

"You are the one who hasn't given up. If you can't accept your true existence, you won't be able to stand at the end of the world." The Lion King looked at Shiomi.

"Really..." Xijian glanced at the Lion King's calm face and continued to look at the map.

No matter where Morgan took everyone, she would always pick a time to go to Atlas Court.

There was no reason not to contact the Magic Association to see if anyone was still alive when the only place that could contact Atlas Academy was the only place that could contact them.

Whether it's information or weapons, it's always worth taking a trip.

Then, he suddenly remembered something else.

Three days had passed since the capture.

"You didn't come here just to check on me, did you, Lion King?" Shiomi met the Lion King's gaze again.

She had already walked closer: "Tonight is the day of the Holy Selection. As agreed, I will allow you to go with me to the main gate of the Holy City to witness the process of selecting those who are qualified to enter this city."

"But you haven't answered me yet, why do we need a selection?" Shiomi asked again.

The Lion King turned around and walked out slowly. The helmet covering his face appeared, hiding her appearance.

"It's okay. If you come with me, you will know soon."

What this means is that constraints are not absolute and there will occasionally be exceptions.

"Yeah."

Xijian realized that it was useless to ask, so he got up from the bench and followed the Lion King out.

It was already night, and the pure white city of Camelot was shrouded in darkness, with a beauty different from that of the day.

However, there is no substance in this beauty, it is an extremely empty utopia.

Following the Lion King, he came to the tower of the main gate.

On both sides of the main gate of the holy city are protruding city walls, which surround the area outside the main gate on three sides, turning it into a road that can only be entered and exited.

If one wants to attack this impregnable city, one must either use some means to destroy the city gate from the front, or find a way to bypass the eyes and ears and open the gate directly from the inside.

Otherwise, even if there are the same number of troops, it will be extremely difficult to break into the city head-on.

While Shiomi was standing on the city wall thinking about these things, he looked at the thousands of refugees gathered at the city gate waiting, and he felt a familiar feeling mixed among them.

"Morgan...are you and everyone here?"

Xijian couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

He was both happy and troubled because she came before he could find a plan to break into the city.

Most likely, he got the news of "Saint Ba" on the way or somewhere and came here, intending to take me away while the chaos outside the city was going on?

It's not that easy. Shiomi stroked the shackles around her neck.

I am traveling with the Lion King now so I don't feel anything, but if I jump off the city wall and try to blend in with the refugees, the restraints will probably start to take effect.

From under the city gate, Gawain's voice was heard:

"Everyone, I sincerely thank you for coming to the Holy City. The human era has been destroyed, and this tiny world is about to perish. The Lord has brought down judgment, and there is no room for human habitation on any land on earth except this city of Camelot. Our Holy City will be a perfect millennial kingdom. Pass through this main gate, and the ideal world is waiting for you inside."

Millennium Kingdom. Shiomi felt physically uncomfortable with this term.

But the refugees don’t care about these things. Even their survival and tomorrow are problems, so how can they have the energy to think about the truthfulness of Gawain’s words?

The only response to Gawain's words was endless cheers and joy, which made Shiomi more and more uneasy.

"My king will accept all people, regardless of whether they are foreigners or pagans... But before that, you must first obtain my king's permission."

After Gawain finished speaking, the Lion King walked out from behind Shiomi.

Unlike him, whose figure was hidden by the raised wall, the Lion King looked at the people below the city through the gap.

"The number of people who are led to the end is limited. The nature of human beings is corrupt and ugly, so I will select them. Souls that will never be tarnished, souls that will not be disturbed by the evil of the world, souls that have never lost their purity since the day they were born."

As she spoke, she extended her hand to the gathered refugees, in exactly the same way she had examined Shiomi three days ago, but among the crowd, there were only three people enveloped in golden light.

"The holy pull has been completed. Only these three people are welcome into the city. Go and retrieve them, Gao Wenqing."

After she said this, Gawain in the city immediately responded.

Feeling increasingly uneasy, Shiomi called out to the Lion King who was about to leave: "You said recycling? What about the others who weren't chosen?"

"Those who are not chosen will receive holy punishment."

The Lion King said without turning his head.

Then, a tragic sound came from the bottom of the city.

Chapter 19: Riot

When a pure white holy city appears overnight on the desolate land, people who have suffered from the war will regard this city as a paradise on earth.

In order to enter that city, one needs to undergo the "Holy Baptism", not to mention that the people who perform this ceremony are the legendary Knights of the Round Table.

The refugees who were unaware of the truth did not know that "Shengba" was a ceremony in which only a few people could be selected and welcomed into the city.

Those who are not chosen will receive "holy punishment".

Therefore, after selecting refugees each time, the Knights of the Round Table would kill the rest, so naturally there would be no chance of the news spreading.

In an age of information blockade, people would only wishfully believe that those people were welcomed into the City of Cretaceous, and that was all.

Morgan, Scathach, and Kallen arrived at Camelot at nightfall. They wore cloaks to cover their faces and mingled among the refugees, pretending to welcome Saint Baal.

The fully armed Knights of the Round Table and the Austere Knights standing ready for battle all suggest that the people gathered in front of the city gate may be caught and slaughtered at any time.

So when Gawain announced the "Holy Punishment", arrows rained down from the city wall. Morgan, who had a premonition, immediately took Kallen and Scathach to dodge the arrows while fighting against the upright knights who rushed up to kill, intending to retreat from here.

I thought at least the city gates would be opened, but in the end, the ceremony was very brief. With just a few words, the Lion King announced the death penalty for everyone except a few individuals.

"We have no choice but to retreat here. I didn't expect that we wouldn't even have a chance to sneak in and look for him." Morgan sighed. She lowered her head, not looking at the refugees who died under the arrows and swords of the Knights of Justice.

Although she was already tired of seeing such scenes, standing in the crowd would give her a completely different perspective.

Inside the edge of the hood, one of the three chosen ones, a mother with a child, was trying to escape from the arrows, but was tripped by the Knight of Justice.

The knight ruthlessly grabbed the woman and said, "You are the chosen one. Please enter the city."

"Rushde!" The mother who was lifted up was not happy about it, but just turned back to look at the child who fell to the ground.

"That child didn't get elected, and your life is no longer your own."

"I obey everything His Majesty the Lion King says, so please let the child come with me! Rushde!" She stretched out her hand to pull up the unconscious child.