Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

In the corridor, every place the Red Knight passed by was left with traces of destruction, and none of the upright knights around him were moved by this.

After all, they are not ordinary people. As creations of the Holy Lance, these knights have the same characteristics as humans and can communicate like humans, but they will also carry out the king's orders wholeheartedly. In some ways, they are more loyal than the Round Table.

Boom--boom--

Every step Mordred took was full of force, making a dull sound, and every time he lifted his foot, it left a deep footprint.

At this time, all the residents on the street had been cleared out.

Although it was already night and most residents had returned to their homes, the sun had just set and it was obviously not time to go to sleep yet. Until just now, there were still many people lingering on the streets.

Because of the strange space, the residents did not know that the Lion King in the city had actually thrown the Holy Spear towards the Holy City.

But just now, teams of righteous knights quickly filled the streets.

Those residents who were still outside were driven back to their homes.

Therefore, no one knew what was happening, but everyone knew that something very serious must have happened outside, otherwise the city would not be under martial law as it is now.

For most people in the city, they had never seen such a scene since they were chosen by the Holy Ceremony to live in the Holy City.

For a moment, people were in panic, and an atmosphere of panic suddenly enveloped the holy city.

Some people had noticed earlier that teams of solemn knights were rushing towards the city gate, but before long, everyone heard a sound that sounded like rain, and the outside was illuminated by a golden light.

From some angles, people can peek at the city gate from the windows of their houses.

These people saw the spectacular scene of the "rain of light" descending on the city gate.

Boom-! ! !

There was another noise.

Apparently, Mordred had already arrived nearby. This place was located in the central area of ​​the Holy City, and the Red Knight's destination was the high tower in the center of the city.

There, the king whom their round table served was summoning the rest of the round table to attend the meeting.

There was no doubt that this meeting was held because of the intruder.

Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, and Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, were unable to attend due to their serious injuries, and Tristan died on the spot. The only ones who could attend the entire round table were Mordred and Aggiven, who were intact.

Even after wreaking havoc all the way here, the knight's rage could not be quelled.

At this moment, her mind was full of the fake person with the image of "Gawain".

The king forgave their negligence because the enemy was far more powerful than these subordinates could handle.

But it was precisely because of the king's "forgiveness" that Mordred's anger towards his enemies grew even more intense.

Compared to his comrades who were killed or injured in the battle with the enemy, Mordred, who participated in the battle and returned intact, felt an incomparable sense of humiliation.

But no matter how angry he was, it was useless now. The Red Knight knew this very well, but he couldn't let it go.

"Tsk!"

Mordred walked into the hall, suppressing his anger all the way.

Looking at the gate in front of him, the Red Knight took a deep breath, and after challenging his mentality with all his strength, he walked in.

"Mordred, you're a little late."

Aggguiwen, who was covered in pitch-black armor, had been waiting for this.

The other party was sternly accusing the other party.

"whispering sound……"

Mordred just clicked his tongue slightly in dissatisfaction.

She ignored the assistant steward who always had a stern face and turned to look at the figure sitting on the throne.

The master of this holy city - the Lion King.

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Chapter 40: Considering Various Aspects

The figure on the throne looked down at the Crimson Knight below, his emerald eyes silently gazing at the knight.

A golden crown symbolizing "royal power" shone upon His head, and the cold moonlight shone upon it, reflecting a hint of golden brilliance.

Even the "dreariness" of the night cannot touch this "holy" light.

No matter when, the Lion King is like the "sun" that illuminates everything, always lighting the way forward for His people.

But the "warm light" of the past has now turned into a "strong light" that is strong enough to hurt anyone.

But Mordred didn't care. For her, as long as she could serve the king, she was satisfied.

Walking into the hall, the Red Knight went straight to his seat at the Round Table.

His steps were steady and his face was calm, without any trace of the anger he had just shown.

No matter how angry he was, in front of the king, this red knight who always looked violent would restrain his temper.

"Mordred."

There was no emotion revealed in the king's words.

His calm gaze quickly swept across the spacious hall beneath the throne. In the past, a group of people gathered at the round table, creating a lively scene. Now, only two knights were left.

The king's face showed no expression, completely different from the image he had in previous years that Mordred remembered.

"exist!"

The Red Knight half-knelt on the ground, lowering her head. Even if the king had pardoned her "sins", she still could not forgive her "negligence".

Looking at Mordred like this, the king's words were filled with endless indifference:

"What did you feel from that 'intruder'?"

There was no mourning for the death of his subordinates, nor was there any concern for Mordred's condition. His words were full of concern for the person who broke into the holy city.

After all, all other matters have been reported in full by the king's assistant, Aguguiwen.

Whether it was Gawain and Lancelot's serious injuries and defeat, or Tristan's death on the spot, they were all reported to Agrawen after he led his troops to rescue the knights.

And all of this was caused by the enemy who broke into the holy city alone.

The Lion King also paid full attention to the unstable factors that would affect the implementation of his plans.

As someone who had engaged in close combat with the intruder, Modred was an important witness.

"A vile 'fake.'"

When Mordred thought of the false appearance of "Gawain", his anger could not help but rise.

But because she was standing under the throne at the moment, she could only try her best to keep her tone calm.

The black Aggruwen also had a stern face and looked at the incompetent and furious rebellious knight indifferently.

"A fake?"

After all, he had never seen the intruder's appearance with his own eyes, so the Lion King simply threw the Holy Spear directly at the enemy in the space when he broke through the space.

It can be seen that the intruder is obviously the foreigner mentioned in the prophetic poem who will cause the "collapse of royal power."

Therefore, this existence is naturally the thing that the Lion King is currently most concerned about.

Among the surviving knights, two were seriously injured and fell into a coma, unable to provide any information, leaving only Mordred intact.

The king's gaze fell on the knight, and his cold eyes stung the knight so much that he felt a sharp pain.

"That despicable enemy actually used 'illusion' to disguise himself as 'Gawain' and fight us."

Although he didn't want to recall that face, the king wanted more information, so Mordred couldn't help but suppress the disgust.

She quickly revealed everything she knew and understood, just to become the king's helper.

"This damned fellow even forged our Noble Phantasm and attacked us!"

The thought of that familiar yet unfamiliar Noble Phantasm being released from the enemy's hands made the malice in Mordred's words grow stronger.

Although she intended to appear her best in front of the king, the knight could not help but reveal her emotions in the face of this matter.

Hearing the Crimson Knight's revelation, the Black Knight standing beside the throne couldn't help but frown.

"..."

After listening to Mordred's story, compared to the seriousness of the assistant officer beside him, the Lion King's expression remained the same.

His expression was cold, and although he appeared calm on the surface, in his mind he had already classified this enemy as the most threatening.

Because the information revealed by Mordred also filled in the final piece of the puzzle for the doubts in his mind.

Long before He broke through the space and ordered Aguwen to lead the troops to rescue the people of the Round Table.

He sensed an inexplicably familiar aura coming from that strange space, an aura very similar to the holy spear in his hand.

Moreover, this aura appeared after his "Holy Spear" was shattered by the enemy.

Now, with the information provided by Mordred, the king couldn't help but think of a possibility that even he couldn't believe.

But besides this, He was confused about another thing.

That was the intruder's companion, an unknown silver knight.

After all, before he could sense the strange space that had enveloped the holy city at some unknown time, he was the first to sense someone's breath appearing in the "space" in front of him.

And before that, Gawain, who was originally at the city gate, mysteriously disappeared for unknown reasons.

That is why He, for the sake of caution, launched an attack on the "space" ahead.

This action opened a gap to another dimension for the Lion King, allowing him to discover the anomalies in the holy city.

"Lord Ageguiwen."

The Lion King immediately looked at the assistant officer beside him.

"exist."

The black knight half-knelt on the ground, just like Mordred, waiting for the king's orders.

"Do you remember a knight?"

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“Kuhahahaha——!!!”

Above the scorching desert, in the magnificent desert temple.

A figure sitting on a towering throne was laughing loudly at the information he had just heard.

"How interesting, that stranger!"

A man named Ozymandias or Ramses II sat on a magnificent throne, with a smile so deep on his face that it seemed he couldn't stop smiling for a while.

But while laughing wildly, the pharaoh somehow kept supporting his head.

"That King Arthur actually suffered such a crushing defeat. This is something that has rarely been seen in many years."

The Sun King looked at the "picture" in front of him with great interest. It was an exquisite instrument that projected images of the outside world. Such a futuristic high-tech device seemed out of place in this ancient pyramid.

But this is indeed the product of this pyramid temple.

Because in fact, it is a product of "magic", just like the defensive laser that destroyed Xuer's Sky Eye drone. This is the wonder of the magician's world.

It looks like an antique, but it actually has a lot of unique functions.

The scenery in the picture is exactly the exterior view of the holy city.

There is no doubt that as an opponent for many years in this world, Ramses II also often observes the movements of the Holy City.

The scene of the Holy Lance being thrown into the Holy City was naturally captured by the "device" in front of the man.

And what Shule did was undoubtedly seen by the Sun King.

"It was able to break that 'Holy Spear' head-on. This puppet's strength should not be underestimated."

Whether it was the barrier that blocked the Holy Spear or the blow that broke the Holy Spear, both made him look at the pure white figure with admiration.

""Angel"?"