In fact, it's easy to tell Arthur Pendragon on the battlefield - "You just have to look at that stupid blond hair that doesn't know what it looks like, a belly that can't be covered by chain armor, and the sword that wields the most vigorous and varied, and you're basically the royal fool." - West swore that this was Merlin's exact words, and he didn't change a word.

Therefore, for this reason, while being easily recognized by teammates and avoiding accidental injury, King Carmellot naturally has no shortage of opponents who want his life one after another.

With a wrong step, he dodged the sneak attack of the Saxons behind him, and then turned around by inertia and stabbed the long sword he had snatched into the opponent's body. West bared his teeth, although it was much bloodier than breaking someone's neck with his bare hands, but he was very sober this time, and he was not stimulated and did not take anyone as Yi Laizhe. What's more, the battlefield is already a sword without eyes, and the merciful fools under his command never live for more than three seconds, he knows this truth well, so he kills it sharply, and he is also at ease.

After all, if you really want to talk about it, in fact, Arthur is much more ruthless than him now. The reason for this is probably due to the fact that people who have been injured are instinctively more red-eyed than usual...... And now the short arrow on King Camelot's shoulder, which was mostly folded in half, can already explain it.

- This is not my pot.

Turning back to block a powerful slash for the king, West pouted silently. In fact, Arthur had already injured one of his arms long before he rushed into the battlefield, and if he hadn't arrived in time to get that guy out of his opponent's sword, it is estimated that Arthur would have died for his country in advance before he could wait for the fateful battle of the sword bar.

"Why are you here? What about Merlin, aren't you going to protect him?! ”

Back to back, face these Saxon soldiers from the north. Arthur endured a tearing pain in his left shoulder, his voice a little indistinct from the sound of the sword handing.

"He's no more in danger than you are, Your Majesty."

Chaotian rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that the master and servant are more arrogant than the other, but they are also more interesting than the other, maybe there is really some ulterior secret relationship. West swung his sword to block the stray arrows that sneaked into his eyes, and just as he wanted to continue to tease Arthur, his eyebrows suddenly jumped ominously.

"Be careful!!"

Turning sharply, ignoring the many swords pointed at him, he grabbed the boy by the collar and threw himself forward. In the next second, the place where they were standing was concentrated by a lightning bolt that fell from the sky, blowing up a large area of scorched earth. Gasping for breath, Arthur quickly rolled over from the ground and got up, his face frighteningly pale: "These damn wizards. ”

'Serena Williams! ’

At the same time, Merlin, who was far away in the jungle and fighting with wizards, somehow sent a message to West. Unfamiliar with the magician's method of communication, the boy's voice sounded as muffled as a jammed signal, anxious but incomprehensible. He frowned slightly, and decisively did not try to decipher the inverted murmur again, but flicked the ear stud on his right ear, and his thoughts flowed, and in the blink of an eye, they were connected to Merlin's consciousness.

'Are you alright, Merlin?' Knowing that he would never let the wizards unleash their magic on the battlefield in front of him unless he was forced to do so, West asked as soon as he spoke.

'Huh? …… Yes. ’

Probably didn't expect that the psychic ability was indeed much better than his teleportation magic, and Merlin didn't seem to react for a while. But he soon realized that now was not the time to be surprised by such a thing:

'I'm fine, don't worry about me, Serena Williams...... You must take Arthur to the top of the mountain now! ’

Quickly dodging the spell of one of the wizards, Merlin anxiously glanced at the open battlefield at the foot of the mountain, and the black shadows that were hurrying towards the other side of the mountain stream, and his voice became more and more panicked:

'Now, hurry up!!' Mojana's Necromantic Knight is heading for you!! ’

Even without warning, I could already hear the dull sound of footsteps behind me, which symbolized death. West didn't say anything, grabbed King Arthur next to him and ran away. It's not that they're just here and running for their lives, it's that the Necromantic Knight is something like the dead that can't damage it except for the Dragon's Breath Sword...... Anyway, they must be coming for King Arthur, rather than letting them kill here and affect the Knights of the Round Table, it is better to lead them to other places one by one, which is the best choice the two can make at the moment.

Apparently thinking of this layer as well, Arthur soon stopped resisting West's pull, but instead dragged him all the way from the path to the top of the mountain.

It's just-

"Can you please not pull my collar! I'll just bring out this shirt and tear it up and you let me naked. Ben?! ”

“…… When do you still care about this!! ”

"Don't pull my belt too!! This is Merlin's new gift to me, not your obsolete goods that have nowhere to punch holes!! ”

“…… Shut up!! Go back to you two and clean the stables for me!! ”

West, who was suddenly angry by the eldest young master's temper, was so angry that he smoked. Immediately remembering that this manservant who was not his uncoordinated hands and feet should not have the skill of falling to the ground, Arthur simply let go of his hand and let him run casually. Unexpectedly, the next action of the free boy was to push him hard, and the force was so great that the king almost rolled down the hill like that.

“…… Damnit！！ ”

As soon as he stood firm, he saw West rolling on the ground several times in a row to avoid the black □□ stabbed from his side, but his movements were much slower than usual, and Arthur, who was a little anxious about whether the young man was injured, immediately turned around and swung his sword and stabbed at the Necromantic Knight. Even though he knew that this was a wasted effort, he could not afford to watch West die - whether it was for the sake of his own knightly code of never abandoning his comrades, or for the sake of Merlin, the young manservant, whom he seemed to have always loved.

The sharp blade stabbed into the Necroknight's body, making his arm tingle as if it had slashed into a rock. Arthur turned his head to dodge the black blade that grazed his cheek, and was about to draw his sword to fight again, but was shocked to find that the stabbed necromancer in front of him let out a sharp wail from his throat, and then exploded into a cloud of ashes in an instant, and completely disappeared from their eyes.

“……”

After a few seconds of stunned stunning, West was the first to react, and rolled his eyes mercilessly to him: "Since you have the Sword of Dragon's Breath, then what else are we going to run?" ”

"Didn't you pull me away first?!" Only then did I remember that I had brought Excalibur with me on this expedition. Arthur shrugged, subconsciously replied, and stretched out his hand to the young man who was still sitting on the ground:

"Hurt?"

“…… No. "Leaning slightly sideways, as if trying to cover something. West took Arthur's hand and stood up, but his brow furrowed unconsciously.

"Then let's move on."

Naturally, no small movements of the boy were noticed, and the king of Carmellot glanced at the necromantic knights who were coming from all directions. Now that there is Excalibur, they are nothing to fear.

Pick up the sword you dropped in the grass. West hesitated, gritted his teeth and knotted the hem of his blood-soaked shirt, and then rushed with the Arthurian enemies who were several times his own as if nothing had happened.

……

In fact, even with Excalibur in his hands, Arthur would not be able to deal with so many necromantic knights alone. In addition, West did not have the Sword of Dragon's Breath, so he could only drag his opponent and other companions to give them a fatal blow, and it was indeed difficult to tell the winner for a while.

So, when Merlin finally finished trying to solve the wizards on the Mojana side, he arrived. His king and his cohabitants were fighting and retreating, driven by the besieging necrons to the edge of a fractured cliff at the top of the mountain.

Repeat a spell down a steep slope and let falling rocks hinder your enemy's attack. The boy hurried over to West and Arthur from the other side, and after only a cursory glance, his face became very ugly.

"Do you still want your shoulder?"

He pulled the king's wounded shoulder, only to hear him gasp. Merlin pulled out a bandage out of nowhere, and without saying anything, he was about to wrap it around Arthur's body.

"Hey! Tap!! The momentum was inexplicably shorter, Arthur snorted a few words, but he also took advantage of this gap to ask the manservant to help him pull out the broken arrow that had tormented him for a long time.

――Tsk, this picture is so beautiful that you can't look at it......

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt that he was really going blind. West silently moved to the side, alerting the Necrons who were struggling to get past the falling rocks and continue to charge upwards, while making room for them to toss around.

It's just-

"You two take it easy, you're still at war." Holding his sword in both hands, he stared at the enemy's movements, perhaps sure that he would see some indecent scene, but the young man did not look back out of politeness: "It's almost over, they're coming." If you want to continue, you can go over there and lend me Excalibur...... Alas, alas?!! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged back. Looking at the black-haired mage's expression as he lifted his shirt, West opened his mouth, but still didn't dare to say another word.

"You think I don't know if you pretend to be nothing?!"

I was so angry that I wanted to beat him up. Because of the limited conditions at this time, Merlin could only tie the remaining bandages around the boy's waist to cover the piercing wound that looked very hideous.

And Arthur, who was hidden all the way by him, was not very gentle at this time. The slasher snatched the long sword from the young man's hand and shoved him behind him, and the young king raised Excalibur to face the enemy who rushed forward again, his voice implicitly angry: "Stay here honestly, and if you make any more trouble, I will cut you first." ”

“……？！？”

was yelled at and looked confused. West pointed at Arthur's back and then at himself, turned his head to look at the mage, only to find that he also looked like he couldn't agree more, and the boy was shocked.

- No, I'm not targeting Merlin, nor am I doubting anyone's strength...... It's just, can you really fight without me?

And things didn't turn out to him. Although Merlin is often targeted by Arthur and has practiced a little swordsmanship, it is still not enough to see in front of these necromancers who were regular knights in their lifetimes.

Soon, in a slash at the wrong angle, the mage did not maintain his center of gravity, and his feet slipped and he was about to collide with the sword blade that stabbed diagonally from behind.

"'Honestly stay behind and don't move', huh?"

Holding the hilt of the sword in the mage's hand, he swung his sword upwards with his arm to block the blow. West chuckled softly, grabbed Merlin's waist and dragged him out of the necromantic attack range, and lowered his head close to the boy's ear:

"Sue me, is this a 'last resort,' Merlin?"

"Of course."

Listening to the young man's clear but slightly hoarse voice ringing in his ears, Merlin only felt that his skin was slightly hot when he was brushed by the air current. Standing firm, he took a deep breath and silently recited the incantation, a glittering golden flash in his eyes. Almost at the same time, one of the Necro Knights, who was charging towards Arthur, tripped over the gravel and fell to the ground, being stabbed in the chest by the King's sword, scattering into ashes.

Learn how to make a small stumbling block for the enemy by stealthily using the mage. West's abilities were apparently more subtle, or rather intriguing, than the magic that was more or less traceable when they were cast—and soon, the necromancers in front of them were slamming into Arthur's feet for various reasons, and several of them even crashed into Excalibur themselves...... If it weren't for the fact that these knights were already dead and didn't have the consciousness to control his brain, this interception might have ended faster.

"I don't want to see these things again."

It didn't take long for the three of them to wipe out most of their opponents with a dragon's breath sword and countless small movements. Somewhat relieved, Arthur shook his already numb arm and grumbled.

"I'll wait until you've got this done."

Dodging the last necromantic lunge, West made up for it in the back and kicked it straight at the King.

“Shit！！ Williams, can't you just wait?! ”

Nearly knocked to the ground by Lianren with a sword, Arthur twisted his face to solve the trouble, and the corners of his forehead jumped.

- Very good, it seems that his usual image is still too amiable. Not only can his manservant satirize himself every day, but now even the manservant's younger brother can defy the emperor's authority...... When the king deserves such a job, he really gives Pendragon a face.

"I think cleaning the whole castle will teach you what it means to 'sin below.'" ”

Sticking Excalibur back into his waist, Arthur rolled his eyes and snorted through his nose, "Merlin, Merlin?" How do you usually teach your younger brother? Why are you as bold as you are?! ”

“…… Wait a minute. ”

Apparently did not appreciate the king's humor, or did not listen to what he had to say. Now that the Necromantic Knight has been completely wiped out, Merlin is still standing in place, his expression a little complicated:

"Arthur, I don't think it's over yet...... Don't you really think there's anything wrong? ”

"What?" Looking around to make sure he didn't find any figures, Arthur frowned impatiently, "You just freaked out, Merlin?" The necromancy has been wiped out! ”

"But ......" his face became more and more pale, and the intense uneasiness that he didn't know how to describe quickly fermented in his heart, and the boy had to look helplessly at the thoughtful cohabitant next to him: "Xiao Wei? ”

Of course, trust the instincts of the greatest magician, Emorys. West's eyes closed slightly, and he silently drove the air flow to spread around them. Merlin had always been sensitive to the creation of this magic, and since his reaction had been so obvious, perhaps there were dangers lurking around them that they had not yet discovered.

For example, a fish that slipped through the net.

Almost at the same time, Merlin cast a spell to cause the falling rocks to roll down a steep slope, and a necromantic knight hidden under a pile of rocks suddenly appeared in the eyes of the trio. I don't know if it was because of Mo Jiana's spell, or if it was thrown by the instinct of being a knight in his life, it didn't immediately rush towards them, but first threw the long sword in his hand, so that the three of them didn't have time to react at all, and they were already shrouded in the threat of death.

"Arthur!!"

Before he could see where the sword had landed, Merlin had instinctively rammed into his king. And the two with better eyesight, Arthur and West, although they knew whose life the knight wanted, it was already too late.

"It's not me, Merlin!!"

Speaking as he was knocked to the ground, Arthur's voice was palpable with shock and anxiety.

wanted to dodge, but stumbled because of the penetrating wound on his waist. West could only smile bitterly as he saw that the sharp blade that was being hurled straight at him was in front of him.

Behind him were bottomless cliffs.

“！！！！”

The sound of the blade stabbing into the body was faint, but it seemed deafening. When the black-haired mage finally realized that he had pounced on the wrong person and looked up, the light gray eyes were reflected in the jet-black long sword that passed through the brown-haired boy's chest, sinking from the head of the sword to the sword grid, splashing mottled blood in the air.

The eyes as blue as the ocean slowly dimmed, and finally sank into the infinite darkness. West Xavier only had time to look at him again before he was knocked off the edge of the cliff by the ensuing force and plummeted downward.

"West!!

Swirling cyclones rose from the void, hidden in the abyss beyond the reach of the eye. Time stood still, space distorted, as if he had disappeared into thin air on the outskirts of London not so long ago, and he was once again silently holding his breath, engulfed by the fault lines of fate.

In an instant, the whole world was broken.