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"Hey--"

Roland shouted at them from behind.

"Knights of the Round Table ahead, do you dare to challenge my holy sword Durandal?"

"How about it, Lord Yinggu, should we fight?"

Tristan asked from the back of the bicycle.

"If possible, please let me join the battle. I haven't used my Noble Phantasm yet!"

"Ignore those guys, we just need to pedal hard. If we get entangled by the Twelve Warriors and slow down, we'll be surrounded by the French athletes, and then we'll have no chance of winning!"

Ying Gu said with a serious face.

"I see. The situation isn't optimistic at all."

The three of them decisively ignored the shouts coming from behind and continued to sprint towards the next checkpoint.

But Roland in the back was still chattering.

"Hey, hey, you guys are knights like us after all, but you're choosing not to fight? This is really laughable, hahahahaha.

"I guess they didn't hear me, Astolfo. Let's ride faster and yell again when we get closer!"

Ying Gu thought to himself, we heard it, we just don’t want to pay attention to you!

From this brief conversation, he had already discerned Roland's true nature. Without a doubt, he was a complete idiot (of the same ilk)!

Sure enough, when the Twelve Warriors came closer to them, Roland shouted again:

"Hey, hey, you guys are knights like us after all, but you're actually choosing to avoid a fight? This is really laughable, hahahaha."

Ying Gu finally couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and yelled:

"Stop arguing, are you done yet, kid? Catch up with us if you can..."

He suddenly paused.

Then, Yinggu's eyes widened in horror.

The leader of the twelve warriors who were chasing closely behind was a handsome knight with blond hair and blue eyes, who was one of the legendary twelve warriors, Knight Roland.

He stood upright with his feet on the head seat of the bicycle, carrying the holy sword Durandal on his shoulder, and looked sincere as if he wanted to meet the Knights of the Round Table frankly.

Literally, be honest with each other.

Roland was wearing nothing but proudly standing on his bicycle, enjoying the strong wind.

Damn, naked man!

Yinggu could even see that the other holy sword at the knight's crotch was swaying because of the wind blowing in his face.

That wobbly, long, stringy object is...

It is the brother sword of the holy sword Durandal...

This is a mini holy sword unique to men, the legendary Diorandal!

Normal men would put this mini holy sword into a scabbard called "underwear".

And this knight unsheathed this mini holy sword in broad daylight and in full view of everyone!

"There's a pervert, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yinggu was so scared that he made a duck-like sound and pedaled his bicycle quickly.

"abnormal?!"

Knight Roland was startled when he heard this, and looked around in fear.

"Where is the pervert? Why didn't I see it?"

Chapter 89: Men should be honest with each other!

In the simulation room.

With the help of a group of Casters, the two directors finally adjusted the live broadcast screen.

"Okay, after this little hiccup, our match commentary will continue...

"Ms. Da Vinci and the other magicians have added a temporary mosaic to the projection, blurring certain parts of Knight Roland's figure in real time. Please rest assured, Knight Roland's unsheathed miniature holy sword will no longer appear in the footage."

Director Finn said somewhat embarrassedly,

"Okay, let's continue watching the racing."

The magic re-projected the live footage of the race.

On one side was Yinggu, who was so scared that he was about to cry. He and two Knights of the Round Table were pedaling their bicycles as hard as they could to prevent the Twelve Warriors from catching up.

To be more precise, it was about not being caught up by Roland who was not wearing any clothes.

On the other side were the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne, who were chasing the Yinggu team while shouting at them.

Roland, standing at the front of the bicycle, had his crotch covered with thick mosaics. He approached Yinggu and the others while waving the holy sword.

"Hahaha... This Saber named Roland is truly a bold and uninhibited handsome man, consistent in appearance and character.

"I have to admit, the holy sword Durandal in his hand and the mini holy sword Diorandal at his crotch both seemed to give us quite a visual impact.

"Although our Celtic warriors are all bold and daring men, he truly doesn't consider himself an outsider..."

Finn explained somewhat sheepishly.

"Haha, I don't know the details, but I heard that Roland was once the most famous knight under King Charlemagne. Later, because his beloved eloped with an ordinary soldier, he went crazy and stripped off his clothes and ran around naked. After this anecdote, it seems that he awakened a hobby of streaking."

Napoleon explained.

"I see. Now I understand why all the people in the front row are from France. You French people are probably used to his hobby, but us British students would be terrified and run away from him."

"yes,"

Napoleon nodded.

"The visual impact of Knight Roland's first encounter was even more shocking than the mental pollution of a group of Cthulhu-type heroic spirits. I'm curious if Ying Gu and the others can survive this."

On the projection screen, one could hear Yinggu and the others screaming in terror.

"You pervert, don't come near us!!"

"Sir, I'm not a pervert. Please don't insult a knight so casually. Don't look at me like this, but my pride is actually very fragile."

Standing at the front of the bicycle, the naked Roland put his hands on his hips and spoke righteously.

"You've flushed your pride down the toilet a long time ago," Ying Gu roared, his face flushed. "No matter how you look at it, you're just a shameless exhibitionist!"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't take it off because I wanted to, but I had a compelling reason..."

Knight Roland explained seriously,

"When you go through a checkpoint, the punishment is that you have to take off one piece of clothing."

"They didn't make you take off your underwear, did they?"

"You've already taken off your clothes and pants. Wouldn't it be cumbersome if you don't take off your underwear too?" Roland asked innocently. "Why don't you just take off all your clothes too? If you're a man, be honest and open with me. Then let's have a passionate sword fight together!"

"Which 'sword' do you want to fight me with? It's really easy to be misunderstood when you say it!"

"Haha, of course it's your hardest sword."

"Why do I feel more and more ashamed the more I listen..."

Yinggu was so embarrassed by this guy that he couldn't bear to look at him.

What a blond man full of philosophy and freedom. It's a pity that he doesn't make some weird movies.

It's amazing that the students in the French class can tolerate this naked pervert. Is this the unique tolerance of the Heroic Spirits?

"What should I do, Lord Yinggu?"

Tristan in the back row shouted anxiously,

"Not only the Twelve Warriors, but the other teams from the French class are also approaching us. They're so fast!"

"Damn it, it's all because of this guy Roland..."

Ying Gu said with shame,

"The French are already used to Roland running naked, so we're the only ones disturbed. Now I finally understand why there are no British students in the front row. It turns out it's because there's a naked man, and they're so scared that they don't dare to get close."

In response, Roland just laughed heartily.

"Ahahahaha, this is the winning secret that Director Napoleon taught me: 'Just take off all your clothes at the competition, and no one will dare to approach you!' That's right, victory is already in my pocket!"

"You've already lost everything in your life except for the competition. No one will dare to approach you after the competition!"

[You and your team were severely disrupted by the Mad Knight Roland, and your performance was subpar.]

The French students, oblivious to Roland's naked body, naturally caught up with him.

[If we let them get any closer, I'm afraid they'll form a siege to strangle you.]

"..."

Seeing the increasingly serious situation, Yinggu gritted his teeth unwillingly.

If they don’t find a way to break the deadlock and drive away those French competitors, the three of them will lose everything!

Even if Tristan killed Roland, he would not be able to stop the aggressive French players. It was only a matter of time before they surrounded him.

Damn it, it’s all Roland’s fault!

"Wait a moment……"

An idea suddenly struck him.

Although this idea is not really a good one, it seems to be the only hope of breaking the deadlock at the moment.

He bit his lip, finally made up his mind, and stood on the bicycle seat with his feet.

Then Yinggu untied his belt.

Seeing him suddenly unbuckle his belt, Tristan couldn't help but reveal his golden eyes in shock.

"Ying... Ying Guqing, what are you going to do? Do you want to take off your clothes too?"

He asked hurriedly,

"No, Lord Ingu! We are a legitimate Knights of the Round Table. How can we allow you to do such an indecent thing?"

Ying Gu thought, what the hell is a regular club?

"Can't you see?" Gawain said, awestruck. "Lord Yinggu intends to strip off all his clothes, allowing his 'Sword of Yinggu' to inflict immense psychological trauma on those French students, breaking the French siege with a tragic act of self-sacrifice!"

"So that's how it is. Perversion and perversion will cancel each other out." Tristan nodded in sudden enlightenment.

"What the hell are you thinking about?"

Ying Gu retorted with a blushing face,

"I'm not going to strip naked like the naked guy across from me. I'm going to keep my clothes on!"

As he spoke, he began to untie the black tie around Gawain's neck.

"Gawain, can you lend me your tie? Watch me do it!"

Chapter 90: Reversal Moment

“What a dire situation! Team Yinggu seems to be deeply troubled by Knight Roland.

"But the more difficult and urgent question is how they are going to break through the massive French team...