My mother's love song

While releasing his real name, Lancelot approached his opponent at lightning speed, and slashed at Mash with a dazzling light.

"drink!"

In a flash, the heavy shield and the holy sword collided with each other.

"Aaaaah!"

Mashu's plump and slender thighs sank into the sand, and she swung the shield violently with all her magic power.

The Holy Sword of Light, calm as a lake and turbulent as a tsunami, was actually deflected in an instant.

“You actually took Arondite’s attack head-on? No, this shield, this aura… Could it be that you are…!?”

Without relaxing after blocking the release of the Noble Phantasm's True Name, the Shield Girl took a step forward and sounded the clarion call for another fierce attack.

"I was furious! Although he was no longer inside me, he must have had the same idea as me!

So, please let me speak for him! Knight Lancelot! You should stop it! "

“Enough is enough…? Are you trying to teach me a lesson…?!”

"No, I'm just angry! Are you still King Arthur's chief knight?!"

when!

The heavy shield thrown again made Lancelot retreat half a step and fall to the ground, with an incredible expression on his face.

“Wait, wait, wait a minute! With that tone and that hair hiding one eye… you’re not!?”

Mash held the shield in one hand and looked down at Lancelot.

"There is no need for further dialogue. Come, Lancelot. I challenge you to a duel once again."

"Wait, wait, please wait for me for a moment!"

Mashu gripped the shield tightly and rushed towards Lancelot like a bullet.

He awkwardly used the holy sword to block the attack from the heavy shield of the round table. Facing the girl's unstoppable force, the battle-hardened chief knight actually felt exhausted.

“Mashu!?”

Not to mention Lancelot, even Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned by the current appearance of his junior.

"Don't worry, Senior! I will never lose to that person!"

"This shield, this armor, this heart are all shouting like this!"

when! ! !

Lancelot was caught off guard and was knocked several meters away by the heavy shield again.

Mashu's figure running in the desert was as fast as a rabbit, quickly closing the distance with Lancelot, whose defensive posture had collapsed.

"I am Mash Kyrielight, and the true name of the heroic spirit I was given is Galahad! I will sever the impurities of the Round Table at the stake of this spiritual foundation!"

Galahad, the knight who sits at the Seat of Disaster in Arthurian legend.

He is known as the most noble and pure person among the Knights of the Round Table, and is a holy knight who accomplished the quest for the Holy Grail alone.

At the same time, this Knight Galahad is also the son of Knight Lancelot.

Mashu hit Lancelot with her shield and demanded accountability in a loud voice.

"If you have doubts about the king, you should correct them! If the king does something wrong, you should fight him! This should be your chivalry. This is the responsibility that only you can shoulder...!"

Facing Mash's direct attacks and questions, Lancelot responded steadily.

"The king made such a sacred judgment in order to save mankind. Even if the king's methods are extremely cruel, there is nothing we can do about it. After all, there is no other way."

Mashu's skills can by no means be called exquisite.

In fact, even the real Galahad can only be considered first-rate among the Round Table in terms of swordsmanship, and is not in the same dimension as Lancelot who possesses the [Infinite Martial Arts].

But even so, Lancelot was unilaterally suppressed.

The shield strikes delivered by Mashu have special power.

It is not a skill, nor is it a strength based on physical performance.

It was a blow infused with the beliefs of the Round Table. Such an attack was too heavy for Lancelot now.

"In order to achieve your goal, you have to slaughter innocent humans? Do you really think this is right?!"

"This cannot be judged based on personal feelings. The Lion King's choice has surpassed our ideals. In order to protect the future, this is the only way."

The weak words were interrupted by the girl.

"You should know best the ideal you are talking about as a knight who protects everyone until the end!"

Boom! ! !

After enduring Mash's soul-infused blow, Lancelot's right hand began to tremble violently.

Even the holy sword Arondate, which he had sworn to the king, could no longer be properly grasped.

"No matter how far-fetched this dream is, you must grit your teeth and do your best to make it come true... Isn't this the only king you love?"

For a moment, time seemed to stop.

Lancelot just stood there.

He stared blankly at the girl who looked exactly like Galahad in his memory, walking towards him step by step, and watched her raise the shield above her head.

"A knight is one who protects the country, serves the people to the best of his ability, and takes pride in his integrity. A man like you, as a knight and a father, aren't you ashamed?"

The Shield of the Round Table smashed heavily into Lancelot's face.

The sturdy body in armor rolled rapidly on the desert, and Lancelot lay on the ground in a big word.

The outcome has been decided.

Mashu walked forward and stared coldly at the Knight of the Lake lying on the ground.

"Are you awake, Sir Lancelot? If you still don't understand, I will use the entire city of Camelot to smash you next time."

"I woke up... I didn't expect to be beaten with this shield. This shield is the symbol of our round table, and it is also my son's shield."

Lancelot let out a sigh and nodded resignedly.

"I fought the Knights of the Round Table and was defeated. I can no longer call myself the King's Knight. This does not wash away my stupidity, but I have no reason to fight you anymore."

"He's finally become obedient." Xuanzang Sanzang had numerous questions in his mind, "Lancelot seems to be fighting very reluctantly.

...But this time, such a stubborn person gave up so easily. Why is that?"

"Sanzo dear, this is because..." Ritsuka explained their relationship to her.

After hearing the explanation, the young monk opened her mouth wide: "You must be kidding!? Are those two father and son!?"

"Fu, fuwu!"

Mash said. "No, Miss Sanzang. According to the testimony of Galahad's spirit, he only saw him as his father when he was a child.

In fact, the relationship between Sir Lancelot and Sir Galahad is probably not very good."

The girl gave a cold business smile: "I'm right, father."

"..."

Lancelot collapsed to the ground with his breath frozen.

"Uh... well, sorry... please don't use that name anymore. It's not good for my heart."

……

……

……

Everyone is discussing how to deal with the defeated Knight of the Lake.

It seems that Lancelot is a person who can communicate. If we follow the past developments, we should invite him to join us here.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka still remembered that Leonardo da Vinci died because of Lancelot's attack.

"...Since I have lost to you, my life is in your hands. But before that, please let me take you to a place."

Lancelot suddenly said: "If I disappear, no one will know that place. This must be avoided at all costs.

My troops will take you with them, and it will take less than half a day to set out from here."

Everyone agreed and followed Lancelot across the desert to the wilderness between the holy city and the mountains.

At the foot of a mountain, they came across a secret stronghold guarded by knights.

"There's actually a camp in a place like this!? And, and... there are so many people! People from the mountains, people from the desert, and people from the holy land!"

"And this can't be built in just a few days! This can already be called a village for refugees!"

Everyone looked in amazement at the village that Lancelot brought them to, which seemed like a paradise on earth.

"Sir Lancelot, are you going to let the refugees take refuge here and protect them from being discovered?!"

Lancelot nodded: "...those chosen by Saint Ba can only be sent to the Holy City, there is no other way.

But I am free to decide what to do with the unsuccessful candidates. The king has not issued any order to punish them.

Moreover, there were many wandering knights who disobeyed the king's orders. They also needed a place to settle down.

So I let the knights serve as guards for the refugees. They are my private soldiers. "

"..."

Everyone looked at Lancelot with complicated expressions, and Sanzang was the first to speak happily:

"Really? This is sophistry! You are committing treason, Lancelot!

But it's awesome! Come on, Mashu! Say something heavy to him!"

"You're a worm! Your appearance doesn't show that you can do such a good job, father!"

"I told you not to use that name..."

Lancelot pressed his aching temple with a bitter look on his face.

"Oh my. Why did it sound so noisy? So we're finally here? Oh my, I was really kept waiting!"

Just then, a woman came out of the tent next to them.

When seeing that face, the atmosphere suddenly froze and everyone present was speechless with shock.

Fu Fu: "Fu..."

Ritsuka: "Da..."

Romani: "Finch..."

Mashu: “Dear…”

Appreciating the expressions on their faces, Da Vinci said happily: "Yes, this is a great reaction! The universal genius Da Vinci has made his debut after a few days."

“Wait what, ahhhhhhh!? Is it actually Da Vinci’s kiss?!”

Romani's reflex arc finally conveyed the message to his brain that "Da Vinci is still alive", and he started yelling in the control room.

“It exploded so perfectly, how could he still be alive? ahhhhhhhhhh!?”

"Yo, Romani, thanks for your unsightly reaction! But it's very loud, be quiet!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice trembled: "This tone is really Da Vinci's...!"

"How are you, Ritsuka? If you keep your mouth open like that, your jaw will drop. You'll be as unpopular as Romani if ​​you keep showing that expression."

"I'm not very surprised." The doctor said stubbornly, "I was just worried that Ritsuka and Mashu would be sad, so I did this to match the atmosphere.

Even if Leonardo is not here, I will just feel awkward. That's all.

Da Vinci said with a grin, "That's disgusting. It's not cute when a man shows off his strength. It just makes people feel disgusted."

"I'm not trying to be brave~! I'm just happy that the person who helped me with the work is back~!

The important thing is, how did you survive? Didn't your ornithopter explode? You should have been dead by any stretch of the imagination."

Da Vinci stopped smiling and returned to his serious state: “Well, it’s a surprise to me too.

At that time, I actually threw the staff over my head, hoping to at least avoid instant death...

But I didn't expect that the knight leading the enemy actually rushed over to protect me. Do you believe this?"