I really didn't want to burn it.

"I don't deny that."

Sanson is indeed the weakest of these seven Servants, no doubt about it.

“But I don’t think I will lose,” Li Ang smiled slightly, “because the other side will also field their weakest player.”

"Tch, I hate guys like you who think you have everything under control... Ouch, that hurts."

Joan of Arc's Alt gripped the object tightly, aggravating her wound and causing her to let out a muffled groan.

"You, calm down a bit. You're already injured." Joan looked at her younger sister helplessly.

"Long-winded."

"Then I'm going on stage, cheer me on!"

Li Ang winked at Jeanne d'Arc Alt, and Jeanne d'Arc Alt transformed into a Hyuga clan ninja, giving him a series of eye-rolls.

Li Ang didn't mind. He greeted the other Servants and then walked towards the passage leading to the arena.

The competition venue had been prepared, and the emcee began to introduce the contestants for the fourth match.

"The fourth match is now beginning! Entering Roma's star player is the handsome, aloof Charles Henry Sanson from Gaul!!!"

"Can he replace Jeanne d'Arc.Alt from the last match and widen the score gap even further?!"

Li Ang entered the arena amidst cheers, looking with interest at the other side of the passageway, guessing what his opponent would be.

"Who will be my opponent? Old Trevor doesn't seem like a good fit, and Mash isn't eligible to play... We can't exactly let Gareth play, can we?"

At this moment, the emcee announced in a very excited voice, "Let's welcome the British contestant!"

"This contestant... well... according to the description provided by Britain, he is a very special individual!"

"He was extraordinary! Unmatched! He and King Arthur shared a deep mutual respect!"

Could it be Kai?

Li Ang's curiosity was piqued.

"This fighter is unmatched; his swordsmanship even surpasses that of the king he serves!"

Could it be Lancelot? Artoria actually put this ace in the fourth match?

Li Ang waved the weapon in his hand twice, assuming a defensive posture.

If it really is Lancelot, then he'll have to take this seriously.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let us welcome the invincible swordsman of Britain—Merlin Ambrose!!!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this name, Li Ang nearly threw out his back, which was as strong as a pile driver.

A weary-looking white-haired man, dragging a long magic wand, staggered into the arena. A fluffy white puppy perched on his shoulder.

"Arno...this doesn't seem to be a toilet?"

"Fufu!"

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PS1: The black Saber in the picture above looks really good. By the way, this kimono seems to be official. I wonder if there will be a chance to get a Spirit Dress.

The only thing that annoyed Mimi was that this picture actually hid the bare feet! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

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PS2: The puppy's luck is A instead of E, and looking at Brynhildr and Karna, their luck has also increased after changing their class. It seems that Lanc's class really does decrease luck. 2333

Chapter 100 Merlin: The French have no sportsmanship, they ambushed our British magician!

In the locker room, Morgan, who had initially lost interest after Mordred's departure, suddenly became interested again.

"I never expected my sister would send Merlin. This is going to be interesting. Don't you think so, Li Ang?"

Morgan instinctively reached out to pat Leon's arm, but she missed.

Where did Li Ang go?

Morgan looked at the empty seat next to him with some curiosity.

Gareth replied uncertainly, "He seemed to say he went to the bathroom."

She had memories of Li Ang leaving, but at the time she was cheering Mordred on and didn't notice at all.

As a result, Gareth can no longer recreate the scene even if he wanted to.

"Um……"

Morgan hesitated for a moment, then sat back down in his seat.

"Never mind, I'll go find him after this show."

Opportunities to see Merlin make a fool of himself are rare, and Morgan really didn't want to miss one.

Even if that man named Sanson can't beat Merlin, he should be able to embarrass Merlin or something.

Morgan leaned back in his chair, watching the white-haired figure swaying in the arena, and muttered to himself, "My sister is really good at keeping secrets; she didn't even tell me Merlin was coming."

Not only was Morgan surprised, but even Li Ang in the audience was completely dumbfounded.

Li Ang had considered his opponents, ranging from Dead Camel to Little Eggplant, but he had overlooked Merlin, the online fraudster.

When it comes to who is the most famous member of the Knights of the Round Table, many people will immediately think of Lancelot, Gawain, and others.

But in fact, the most well-known person in the entire Knights of the Round Table, besides King Arthur, is Merlin.

Because this guy is always perceived as a mage, he is often overlooked as a member of the Knights of the Round Table.

Furthermore, neither Artoria nor Nero mentioned that mages could not be used when they agreed on their respective teams.

Not to mention that Merlin's swordsmanship was quite good.

While the title "British Sword Saint" is a meme, it would be a huge mistake to think of him as a melee weakling like Caster, who is Artoria's swordsmanship teacher.

The only thing Li Ang couldn't understand was why Artoria put Merlin in the fourth match.

Shouldn't this match be a battle of the weakest players on both sides?

In terms of the course of the competition, the fourth game is crucial. If you lose the first three games in a row, losing the fourth game would mean the end of the entire competition.

But in reality, the fourth game was pure garbage time.

If one team has lost three games in a row, it means their overall fighting strength is far inferior to their opponent's. The possibility of turning the tide and winning four games in a row starting from the fourth game is extremely low.

On the other hand, both sides eventually have to discard their useless cards.

Rather than putting your weakest player in the last two rounds, which could very well decide the outcome, it's better to take them down at a suitable time.

And since the first three games are so important, we can only put them in the fourth game.

This is also why Rome sent out the weak Assassin, Sanson.

But Artoria seems to be playing by her own rules. Merlin is clearly an ace player, yet she's putting him on the field during garbage time.

"Forget it, it's none of my business."

Li Ang twirled the machete in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"It's a rare opportunity to beat this online scammer up, might as well do it!"

The thought that the other party had deceived him with illusions for so many years made Li Ang furious!

If you had told me back then that Arthur was Artoria, I definitely would have kept her figure in my favorite girlish form!

It's not that Li Ang doesn't like the current Artoria, but he just has too many mature women around him now.

If he had the choice, Li Ang would definitely keep Artoria in that state somewhere between a quilt and a gunslinger.

She has the firm thighs and beautifully curved buttocks of a young girl, as well as a well-proportioned bust.

That was simply the perfect woman Li Ang longed for!

"For the sake of the pubic hair that should have been yours, Merlin, you must die!"

Merlin, standing opposite Li Ang, was still confused about what was going on. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his head.

"Damn it... I remember Artoria dragged me out for drinks last night... Ugh..."

Merlin, feeling his stomach churning, covered his mouth, trying his best to stop himself from vomiting.

"Fufu~"

Seeing Merlin's reaction, Fouf slapped Merlin's face with her paw with a look of disgust.

"Don't hit my face! You damned beast!"

"Fufu!"

"Stop hitting! I told you not to hit!"

Behind the mask, Li Ang's eyes narrowed into two small black dots.

He stared at Merlin and Fou's animal comedy, unsure whether to laugh or applaud.

"Are you... playing me?"

Li Ang, mimicking Sanson's tone, asked Merlin a question.

"Sorry, sir/madam~"

Merlin scratched the back of his head and asked innocently, "Can you tell me where the restroom is? I'm suffering terribly from a hangover."

Li Ang asked in surprise, "You didn't participate voluntarily?"

"What competition? I was just working too much overtime, and when Artoria told me about this place, I came here for tourism."

Li Ang nodded in sudden realization.

No wonder Merlin was thrown into this dumping ground; it turns out he wasn't part of the plan.

"You've hunted geese your whole life, only to be met with their hostility in return."

Li Ang couldn't help but laugh.

Who would have thought that Merlin, who's always been a troublemaker, would one day be tricked by Artoria and the others?

Is it that Artoria and her group are just too good at creating problems, or is Merlin just too afraid of working overtime?

"Hey, you, the guy with the mask~"

Merlin asked listlessly, "Can you tell me where the toilet is? I'm about to throw up."

Li Ang smiled wickedly, "It's okay, you won't feel this way for long."

"Hey?"

Before Merlin could react, a huge cleaver came crashing down from the sky, aimed at his head!

"Hey! Wait a minute! We oppose violence!"

Merlin quickly executed a move called "Wild Goose Landing on the Sandbank," a rather unseemly maneuver, to dodge Li Ang's attack.

"Don't go! Let's play!"

Li Ang followed up with another slash, forcing Merlin to roll away like Neymar to dodge.

"What the hell... ugh..."

The hangover debuff left Merlin unable to fight properly, forcing him to dodge and flee in a sorry state.

Li Ang was not in a hurry; he followed behind Merlin, continuously swinging his broadsword.

However, Li Ang had a very good grasp of the trajectory of the longsword, and Merlin dodged it by the last second each time.

For Li Ang, the outcome of the match was no longer important the moment Merlin entered the arena; the most important thing was how to tease Merlin in a fun way.

"That's too much, absolutely too much!"

Merlin, carrying his wand, crawled on the ground like a strange creature for several meters before stopping.

Tears welled in his eyes as he looked at the masked "villain" and said resentfully, "Who are you? What's going on? I'm Merlin, the completely innocent and harmless pure white magician~?"