Chapter Twenty-Five: Crossing the Tower and Killing
"After all, we have just come to this place, and we are also black-eyed......" Da Vinci on the side explained helplessly, it was really not that she was unprofessional, but that the conditions were too bad.
"However, it is not that there is no information, we did observe some uncertain things before we set off, such as the date and location, but we can't fully confirm it at this time......"
After a moment's hesitation, Matthew said softly, looking somewhat hesitant, as if he didn't know whether to tell Mordred about it.
Information exchange is a must, this is very important, and she knows this truth, but when it comes to the end, she can't help but be a little worried, after all, everyone knows what the ending of the legend of King Arthur is.
And the character of this rebellious knight in front of him is too distorted...... If you don't get it right, it's a bit of a big problem.
"Oh, what the hell is it, let's hear it first......" said the beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, a little impatiently.
"The first time we observed it was around the fifth century A.D., on the Isle of Britain." Leonardo da Vinci took the conversation and told such a message, and she quickly weighed it and felt that it was not bad.
If this peculiarity is really related to the legend of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, it really needs the strength of this rebellious knight, after all, Mordred is the person who single-handedly put an end to the legend of King Arthur.
Just like in the first peculiarity at the beginning, in the face of the evil dragon phenomenon like Fafnir, it was necessary for a special dragon slaying hero like Siegfried to deal with it, and Leonardo da Vinci judged that he could make preparations in advance.
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The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat silent.
Mordred frowned deeply, probably not expecting that she would hear such a message, and finally after digesting it, her eyes obviously changed, as if full of apprehension and uneasiness, as if with some kind of pleasure and expectation.
She was about to say something, but then she seemed to sense something, and turned her head to look at the horizon in the distance.
"There are other servants who are approaching, do you know them......" she said, reminding the three Chaldeans before realizing that it seemed unnecessary.
Because Fujimaru Ritsuka and Matthew glanced at each other, they had already subconsciously prepared before her warning words were spoken, Matthew raised the cross shield, took two steps slightly, and blocked the front of the team.
Fujimaru Rika also shook her head again and again: "No, the three of us came over." ”
They had fought alongside Mordred as early as the London Peculiarity, and were very familiar with the style of the young knight, and knew that her perception ability was quite outstanding, and it was a high-level intuitive skill.
Basically, the kind that is always the first to notice something is wrong before the enemy appears, there is often nothing wrong with it.
The girl knight also glanced at the two of them strangely, but she didn't bother with this peculiar feeling, after all, didn't the other party say it? I've fought with myself before, although I don't have this memory now.
"Hahaha, I was able to meet it like this, I thought there wouldn't be any living people in this place......"
The next moment, with a rather hearty laughter, a knight like Prince Charming quickly appeared and approached.
Just by appearing, it was as if the sun was shining through the dust and haze in the sky, piercing the oppressive gray of dead silence, and shining on the earth, I don't know if it was an illusion, in short, it made people feel that it seemed to be a depressing and gloomy environment, and suddenly became much brighter.
It's just—
"Wait! Mordred? How are you——!! ”
The knight who had just appeared in everyone's field of vision, and with the powerful eyesight of the servant, he saw Mordred's figure from a distance.
The gentle smile on the face of the prince-like knight suddenly froze in an instant, and his eyes suddenly became fierce and dangerous: "You dare to appear in front of me——!! ”
"What, it turned out to be Gawain, it's just the soul of my sword, what's there to be arrogant......"
Mordred pursed his lips, and after sensing the undisguised sharp hostility, he knew that this matter could not be good, so he also decisively launched a mockery.
"Rebel thief! Death! ”
Enraged, Gawain had already pulled out the sword in the scabbard, and at that moment, it was really extremely dazzling, as if a sun had jumped out of his scabbard.
On the hilt of the sword is the Sun-like Wheel Sword, which is the same as the Sword of Victory of the Oath held by King Arthur, and is a sister sword given by the Fairy of the Lake. Corresponding to the king who was blessed by the moon and the sword, he and this sword received the favor of the sun.
"Come on, come, who's afraid of you!"
Mordred sneered, and the abomination wrapped around the sword body of the magic sword turned into a surging magic power and twisted, radiating straight lines of red lightning again.
The contradiction between the two led to a tense result in an instant, although every time they were recalled, the Servant was to start a new experience, but it did not mean that their memories of life would be reset.
So, just as Darius III was to the conquering kings, and Gilgamesh or Enkidu was to Ishtar, some grievances are not so easy to let go.
By the same token, as a loyal member of the Knights of the Round Table, Gawain certainly could not have had any good opinion of Mordred, and in his lifetime memories of this rebellious knight not only rebelled, killed himself, but also trampled on the king's great cause.
It was absolutely unforgivable, and his anger and hatred for Mordred were even higher than the stain that Lancelot had brought to shame on everyone!
"Wait, wait, can you hear me first......"
Fujimaru Rika's scalp is about to explode.,The current situation doesn't seem to be quite right.,As soon as these two people meet, it seems that they are going to separate life and death.,If one is not good.,Even if you don't end up together.,At least you have to die and be seriously injured, right?
The situation of this peculiarity has not been confirmed, and the guardian heroes who were spontaneously summoned by Renli will first have to kill each other in a wave?
However, at this moment, the Servant's reaction appeared again in the distance, and another Servant galloped from the end of the horizon.
Mordred just glanced at it, and couldn't help but sneer: "Lancelot is actually here too, I don't seem to be alone with you, this time I will probably meet a lot of acquaintances......"
"Lancelot......" Gawain's expression changed.
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Finished!
Fujimaru Rika didn't have time to say anything, at this moment, he only felt a feeling of darkness in front of him, these guys who had great grievances in life were all gathered together?
So this time, before the restoration of human affairs begins, we have to fight a roundtable civil war first?
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Deep in the British Isles, the royal capital of the Kingdom of Camelot.
The newborn chalk city is still lit up at night, and outsiders, no matter how well-informed, will be shocked when they first arrive in this ideal city.
And for the residents who have long been familiar with this royal capital...... At the same time, when I look at this shining city that never sleeps, I feel a strong sense of unreality like a dream.
Although they have witnessed it with their own eyes, and even made noise with their own hands, they clearly know how this city emerged from nothing and stood on the ground.
But that's why it feels unrealistic—is this really the city they built with their own hands? Can they really do such a thing? Without exception, I subconsciously ask myself.
The results are obvious, and although they do work very hard, it seems that even without them, it will not affect the appearance of the city.
The rapid prosperity of the Chalk City is due to the correct rule of the Lion King, thanks to her unrivaled leadership temperament, thanks to her gradual restoration of lost territory over the years, defeating the barbarians, expelling all kinds of dangers and threats, and finally restoring the glory of Camelot
It is also thanks to the promotion of the mysterious magician's various activation machinery and golem techniques, although the other party has gradually disappeared over the years, there seems to be no news coming out, so that many people only know the prestige of the Lion King, but do not know the existence of the court magician.
But as the first to rise with the new dynasty, they still knew that in the southeast corner of the relatively flat royal capital, in the highest place in the world, the tower of light lived an incomparably wise and powerful magician.
Many novelties over the years are still due to the magician's handiwork, such as the telegraph in the post office, the electric lights on the streets, the steamboats on the White River that surrounds the royal capital, and the various hot air balloons and airships in the sky.
It's just that other people don't have this kind of insight, and many people don't know about the existence of the magician, and some people even take it for granted that the appearance of those things is like all kinds of golems that can be seen everywhere in the city, as if they are part of the original order of the world.
For such a situation, the inhabitants of the royal capital naturally have a wonderful pride and reserve, after all, a sense of superiority is inevitable, they know these things, and others do not, doesn't it just mean that their seniority is older?
But it's not a secret that must be kept, and they don't have any sense of secrecy, they just regard this kind of thing as a show-off capital, and they can say it at some point, lightly setting off their seniority and knowledge.
So under the inquiry of an old man named Zhu Sudra, he quickly learned about it.
"An unknown court magician?"
The old man, illuminated by the street lamps at the edge of the square, looked at the tower of light standing in the southeast direction, which was said to be the highest place in the world, and the pillar of light that ran through the sky seemed to distort something, and it was more clearly visible at night.
He is an out-of-specification servant, the apex of the assassin, and naturally tries to figure out the information before he starts, and he does not make a rash decision because of his own guess. Therefore, after incarnating as an old man and blending into the chalk city, he successfully discovered something.
I thought that the Lion King should be the culprit for this peculiarity, but now ...... There seems to be a mysterious magician?
Although the old man is a person who has been enslaved by the mandate of heaven, and his karma has crossed the realm of masters, he is not omniscient and omnipotent, and he has only just appeared in the realm, and although the revelation from heaven or restraining power has given him a lot of useful information, it is not comprehensive after all.
However, whether it is or not, just go and find out.
It's never too late to make a decision at that point.
Quietly, unnoticed by anyone, the figure of the assassin disappeared in place, as if he had never visited this glorious city that never sleeped for a long time, and there was not a trace of breath left.
By the time he reappeared, he had already entered the interior of the Tower of Radiance by unknown means.
When he was summoned before, the swordsman had already seen the demeanor of the queen of the Shadow Country, and although they did not intersect with each other, the height of the other party was not inferior to him at all-
Whether it is the invincible magic spear technique, or the ancient rune magic mastered, they all have the skill to step into the realm of the gods.
However, the other party's lack of action does not mean that he can't make any moves, he has a specialization in the art industry, as a top assassin, this mysterious swordsman as the first generation of Hassan has an incomparable advantage in the fields of infiltration and assassination.
He was like a ghost that didn't exist, without triggering any alarms or defenses, and climbed all the way up the tower, and soon reached the top of the tower.
The space at the top of the tower was empty, and only the central platform was restrained by a powerful magic spell that had completely liberated and lost its physical form, which was the "Pillar of Light" that radiated the brilliance of the shining stars.
And one more ......
A magician dressed in a black robe, with long hair falling like a waterfall, and a mysterious temperament.
He stood quietly in front of the Holy Lance, as if he was waiting for the arrival of his guests gently and patiently.
Mankind? No, not human!
The unusually large power had overflowed from the human container, causing the swordsmen to tremble, indicating that the opponent's strength had reached an incredible level.
“……!!”
Almost instantaneously, the swordsman with the skeleton mask had already made up his mind, all this was the instruction of the heavens, and the person in front of him was the one who would be killed! And the big sword in his hand also cut through the void in an instant, and in an instant, he came to the magician's body.
"It's not like an assassin at all, and I didn't expect you to come straight to the door like this. But also, you're going to forcibly assassinate the Pharaoh several times in the Great Temple......"
In the midst of this lightning and fire, the magician's leisurely voice sounded.
"It's a pity that this tower is not a mere grand temple, and I am not an opponent of the level of Ottomandis......
- Obviously, everything happened in an instant.
- There was nothing unusual or wrong, and the swordsman didn't feel any obstacles.
But it seems that at the moment when the other party speaks, fast and slow, first and last, the realm has been directly subverted. The Assassin's greatsword slashed away with lightning speed, but he couldn't hit the target before the magician's slow words fell.