Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"Don't fool yourself, Lion King." Xi Jian turned around, "You are no longer the same person as before if you can't even swallow human food. Of course, if you only tasted a little because the food was hard to swallow, that's another matter."

After saying that, he and the Lion King took steps one after the other towards the direction of the sounds of chopping that gradually rose after the explosion.

Chapter 40: Attack and Defense of Round Table Fortress

The explosion occurred at the main gate of the Round Table Fortress.

After Lancelot led his army to this frontline fortress, he found that the dilapidated and simple East Village, which was originally built on the mountains, had turned into another fortress comparable to the Holy City overnight.

No, it can be said to be a lightweight version of Camelot.

The city walls that are difficult to build in the mountains stand firmly at the dangerous intersection leading to the East Village and are connected to each other. Looking from the Round Table Fortress to the East Village, one can see that the area that was originally a village has completely turned into a chalk fortress that does not belong to this era.

Lancelot realized that the situation had suddenly changed and the offensive and defensive positions might change, so he immediately sent an emergency call to the Holy City. Afterwards, Agrawen and Tristan led the Knights of the Order to rush to the assistance of the Round Table Fortress.

——But Aguguiwen did not tell everyone that the king was away, and he had not yet figured out the king’s deeper meaning.

However, just in the middle of the night when the reinforcements arrived, the people of the mountain suddenly launched an attack here.

After the intense magical bombardment, a large number of armed soldiers launched an attack towards the destroyed main gate of the Round Table Fortress.

On the city wall, Lancelot was surprised: "What is going on? Why are these mountain people able to arm themselves?"

"No need to think, it must be Morgan's trick." Agguiwen punched the wall and glared at the soldiers who were fighting with the Knights of Justice outside the fortress gate.

Those soldiers seemed to be made up of villagers and refugees.

Although they wore uniform clothing and carried usable weapons, they did not have armor that could compete with the Knights of Honour.

Even so, the defense of the main gate looked precarious.

There is no other reason.

The one who led these soldiers to attack was Scathach, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom.

"We can't go on like this. I'm going to fight Scathach, and you're in charge of commanding the defense of the entire fortress." Lancelot said to Agravin, "The people of the mountain are protected by assassins, and Hassan Sabbah may sneak in from somewhere else!"

"...The main gate is left to you." After saying this, Aguguiwen turned and walked into the fortress.

Both the East Village and the West Village are protected by the servants of the Old Man in the Mountain.

The old man in the mountain who originally protected the West Village but was captured by the Knights of the Round Table after the village was destroyed was the only prisoner held in this fortress, another Hassan Sabbah.

Serenity Hassan.

The intention of attacking the main gate in the middle of the night with such fanfare and sending Queen Scathach to lead the charge was self-evident.

Watching Agravin's figure disappear, Lancelot took advantage of the moment when Scathach pierced the Knight of Uprightness' throat with his spear, drew out "Indestructible Lake Light", shouted loudly, and jumped down.

The heavy blow failed to hit Scathach, but the violent impact caused by the holy sword falling to the ground pushed back the attacking soldiers for a while.

Seeing the Knights of the Round Table appear, the soldiers instinctively felt fear and hesitated to move forward.

Scathach had no intention of blaming them for this. It was with the guidance of the refugees that Hassan Sabbah, the village guard, allowed the three of them to enter the village.

It was also for the sake of the subsequent confluence that Morgan used the spiritual veins and his own abilities to build this fortress to protect the village.

Now, these ordinary people who should have been protected are willing to risk their lives to join the battle to raid the Round Table Fortress. This is a very courageous and commendable act.

"Queen Scathach, let me, Lancelot, be your opponent." Lancelot stood on the long steps in front of the main entrance of the fortress.

In the previous battle in the desert, he and Gawain had teamed up to fight Scathach.

Her spear skills have reached the divine realm, but her strength is still inferior to Gawain who is blessed by the sun.

"That's fine. Just show me what you can do. Let me see if the title of the strongest Knight of the Round Table is true."

After saying that, Scathach rushed forward fiercely and stabbed Lancelot with her spear.

Although he could not assert whether he could defeat Scathach alone, there was one thing Lancelot could confirm, that was that he had the advantage of geographical location at the moment.

For some reason, Scathach only had a red spear in her hand this time.

But even with only one gun, it did not bring any disadvantages. Instead, it made Lancelot realize that her marksmanship was surprisingly faster than when she used two guns.

The sound of spears and swords clashing echoed from the fortress's main gate, where a whirlwind was blowing up.

An offensive and defensive battle that was difficult to determine the outcome took place here.

"Well--!"

Lancelot calmed his inner restlessness.

The blessing the king bestowed on him was named "Sad and Lie", which allowed him to not be disturbed by external factors and to see the situation clearly at all times.

Whether it is the overall situation or the battle at hand.

As long as Scathach is defeated, the soldiers who followed her to attack the main gate of the fortress will naturally retreat.

The battle between the two sides had already surpassed the human realm. Even the Knights of Justice did not dare to intervene casually. Only the archers stationed on the city walls were still firing rain of arrows.

The soldiers brought by Scathach could only defend against arrows while retreating to a blind spot on the rocks where they could not be hit, carefully spying on this battle that they could not help.

All the arrows that fell on Scathach missed her target. Instead, they were deflected by her spear the moment they fell and flew towards Lancelot.

“Hey hey——”

Lancelot gritted his teeth and dodged the oncoming arrow, making a sound of effort.

"What's wrong? I can see that the holy sword is still confused and doesn't understand why it is fighting, Knight Lancelot?"

After an unsuccessful attack, Scathach took a few steps back, stopped on the steps, pointed her gun at Lancelot and asked.

"Confused? As long as my king's blessing is still on this body, I will not have such a thing."

After denying Scathach's words, Lancelot also raised his sword and pointed it at Scathach, but this was not a simple response, but an order.

Those upright knights who were not allowed to intervene in the battle rushed out from behind Lancelot and rushed towards the lonely Scathach when the enemy army retreated.

"You've given up fighting alone. Have the Knights of the Round Table also given up chivalry?" Scathach teased, dodging the attack of the Knights of Uprightness and shooting through all three of them from the side.

"As long as we keep enemies like you, they will become obstacles for our king." Lancelot raised his sword, seized the moment when Scathach drew her gun, and charged among the upright knights, "So there is no need to choose your methods on the battlefield!"

"well said!"

Grabbing the spear stuck in the body of the Knight of Uprightness, Scathach kicked another one, and the Knight of Uprightness rushed towards Lancelot uncontrollably.

Lancelot dodged and continued to charge forward, and saw a flash of light on the stairs.

Rune text.

Not good——!

Scathach had seized the opportunity when her soldiers were retreating, and during the interval between battles, she set up runes on the steps to activate magic.

Lancelot ordered the regular knights to charge forward collectively, but they fell into a trap instead.

The Knights of Justice who were caught in the area magic fell down like weeds.

"By the way, this is my beloved disciple's favorite tactic."

Scathach twirled the red spear leisurely.

Chapter 41: Making a Feint to the East and Attacking the West

The Round Table Fortress has only one main entrance and exit, which is used to mobilize the army composed of the Knights of Justice.

But this does not mean that if you want to enter the fortress, you must break through the main gate.

Agguiwen's judgment was correct. The strong attack launched by Scathach and a large army was just a strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Kallen led Bedivere and Hassan Sabbah of the East Village, and used grappling hooks to climb over the rocks on the other side and onto the wall of the Round Table Fortress.

Bedivere originally disapproved of Kallen and the other two servants carrying out the infiltration mission together, but now seeing that Kallen could skillfully and quickly use the grappling hook to climb up the fortress wall that was more than ten meters high, he could only smile in amazement and praise:

"That's quite a feat, ma'am."

"Dad believes that no matter what kind of magician, he should have enough physical strength." Kallen squatted by the wall and spied on the situation inside the fortress. "I've often been involved in rock climbing since I was a student... although I'm not as good as Gray."

"I see..." Bedivere became more and more curious about the father that Kallen mentioned.

After entering the East Village, the three of them reacted much faster than they seemed. With her special leadership, Morgan quickly and effectively integrated the villagers of the Mountain Village and the refugees who came to seek refuge there, and selected those who were capable of fighting to form a small unit for training.

Scathach helped Morgan survey the specific conditions of the spiritual veins, assisted Morgan in completing the construction of the position to transform the mountain village into a fortress, and used rune magic to strengthen the soldiers' weapons and armor.

Kallen used her medical skills to provide effective treatment to patients among refugees and villagers, and further gained the trust of these people.

Finally, within just a few days, they worked out a detailed plan in which a large force would feint an attack on the fortress's main gate, while a small group of elite troops would sneak into the castle from behind and take away the imprisoned Hassan of Nishinomura.

Who is the person who can lead them?

"What's the situation around us, Hassan of the Cursed Arm?" After checking the status of the magic suit, Kallen asked the assassin in a low voice.

To be honest, she was a little distrustful of this assassin at first. After all, he appeared in the Fifth Holy Grail War and almost killed Sakura.

However, after observing him for the past few days, I have confirmed that Hassan is just a loyal person, and in the Holy Grail War he is just a perfect tool to carry out the Master's orders.

So as long as they are still allies, they can still be trusted.

"The main force of the Knights of Justice were attracted to the main gate. Lord Scathach's attack was very effective." Cursed-Arm Hassan replied.

Kallen nodded, looked at the two and said, "Then we must find the prison where Hassan of West Village is imprisoned now—"

Bedivere, who was listening to Kallen talking about the next situation, suddenly felt a cold murderous aura that made his hair stand on end. He almost reflexively drew out the slender sword on his waist, and when the faint sound of the strings rang out, he slashed it out in the dark air.

The invisible arrow was knocked down by Bedivere's sword.

"It's really you, Lord Bedivere." Tristan walked out of the sentry tower on the side of the city wall and said in a low voice, "When I heard Lord Gawain say that you showed up to disrupt the Holy Baal, I was a little bit unbelievable. I am very sad that you and I meet again in this way."

"Sir Tristan...your eyes..."

Even in the dark night, Bedivere's eyesight was still enough to clearly see Tristan with his eyes closed. He responded to this unfriendly greeting with surprise.

"Yes, in order to avoid seeing the sadness that is about to spread..." Tristan said.

"Sadness? Have you abandoned the glory of the Knights of the Round Table?" Bedivere stood up and asked.

"This is my loyalty to the Lion King." Tristan's attitude was genuine.

Bedivere realized that his plan of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west had probably been discovered. Time was running out, so he raised his sword and stood between Tristan and Kallen. "Leave it to me, you two. Please rescue our imprisoned companions as soon as possible."

Without any extra words, Kallen turned around and took Hassan the Cursed Wrist and quickened her pace towards the other side of the fortress.

The structure of the fortress is very simple. Since it does not require logistical facilities such as barracks, it is clear where the cells are.

However, even if he quickened his pace, he was still a beat slower.

"Are you really here for the old man in the mountains who is imprisoned here?" Aguguiwen, with a team of upright knights, blocked the road to the cell and said to the two people who were blocked.

Kallen frowned slightly: "He is able to see through my mother's plan. He is the most outstanding minister of the Knights of the Round Table. His title is not in vain."

"Mother..." Aguguiwen couldn't help but ponder, "So it was the woman who was raised by that vicious woman. Chaldea, who claimed to save mankind, is really depraved."

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry and don't plan to chat with you here." Kallen raised two crossbows and pulled the trigger decisively.

Arrows with guaranteed-hit magic were thrown out one after another. Even though the Knights of Justice tried to block them, some of them still passed through the gaps in the helmets and pierced through the heads of several knights.

"Your Excellency, Master of Chaldea, leave this to me. Please be sure to find a way to enter the prison." Cursed-arm Hassan stretched out his hand holding a black dagger from under his cloak.

Having said that, Hassan Sabbah is good at assassination and is even better at one-on-one or many-on-one combat. Facing a dozen or twenty upright knights plus a Knight of the Round Table in the fortress is simply a suicidal act.

"My king has issued an order to annihilate the East Village. Let's start with you, assassin." Aguguiwen stretched out his hand, and the magic chains wrapped around the Knights of Justice behind him.

The originally silver-white armor was dyed blood red in the blink of an eye, and an ominous and crazy aura spread out.

"Frenzy..." Kallen quickly determined what Aguiwen had done.

Similar to the class skill granted when summoning a Berserker in the Holy Grail War, Aggravun uses magic to make the target go berserk, temporarily increasing their abilities and turning them into an absolute killing machine.

After all, he is one of the legendary descendants of Morgan, and has a superb level of magic specialized in a certain direction.

Be it Kallen's arrows or Hassan the Cursed's flying knives, even if they hit their vital points, they could not immediately deprive them of their ability to move. In a flash, these berserk and righteous knights quickly surrounded the two.

Fortunately, Hassan of the Cursed Arm performed his duty well and blocked more than one attack for Kallen, but he was so wounded that he could not hold on any longer.

The number of people was not enough for a head-on fight, and Kallen was blocked by two Knights of the Round Table in a row. She could only fire her crossbow at a faster speed.

At the end of the road, red lightning fell from the sky, and the Silver-Armored Knight fell into the fortress like a red meteor, blasting the Maddened Serious Knight apart.

Chapter 42: Chaos

"Looks like we've made it in time. Doctor Roman's communicator is almost overheating."