Chapter 135: The King Who Understands People's Hearts

As the girl's long sword swung again, an identical white light blade caught up with the previous one, and the two white light blades fused together to suppress the flow speed of the dark green vortex, but the girl's long sword still did not stop swinging.

One sword, two swords, three swords, like an endless blade of light kept fusing together, and after the girl didn't know how many swords she swung, the magic power was finally left with this continuous consumption, and the girl finally stopped swinging the long sword in her hand.

Countless white blades of light fused together to form a torrent of charge towards Ku Jiu, and the torrent of light could be released by many Knight of the Round Table, but the beliefs contained in it were completely different, so the appearance of the light in the end was not the same.

The Sword of Oath and Victory is the knight's sacrifice and steadfast charge, the Sword of Victory is the scorching heat of the sun and the scorching of light, the lake of no regrets is the confidence and determination of the two, and Gareth's yearning for the Sword of the Rainbow is completely different from these, the light that is not dazzling at all is more like a river that flows like a strong sea.

Even Ku Jiu didn't hold on to the torrent for a while without urging the flame vortex with all his might, and no matter how strong the reef was, it would be crushed under the constant impact of the current, and in front of Gareth's full strength, Ku Jiu's doppelganger dissipated.

"Are you still you, Garris, never admitting defeat and firmly moving forward?" Gao Wen, who galloped forward, saw the torrent of white light that erupted in the distance behind him, and smiled bitterly, but he did not stop, and still led the elves to continue to move forward.

Gawain will always have full confidence in this sister Gawain who is called Gareth but always calls herself Gareth, because she will never stop her steps forward, of course, to exclude the man who is always as calm as the lake, that should be her biggest weakness.

Just as Gawain and the elves were leading their efforts through the territory of the Undead Lords, the second peculiarity, no, it should be the city called Carmelo now, Lancelot and Percival were kneeling on one knee in front of the white gun Arctoria.

"King, are we going to crusade against the rebel named the Rotten Corpse?" Lancelot lowered his head to confirm the king's orders, and he couldn't wait to complete everything to make up for the guilt in his heart.

White Lance nodded dumbly: "Yes, it is unforgivable to have such evil and murderous undead around the holy city of Carmelo, since the people have settled in Carmelo, it is imperative to clear them, so it is up to you to complete it." ”

"Why do you have to give these two guys such an important task? Obviously the best candidate. Xiao Mo, the super bear child on the side, frowned and complained in a low voice, while the two who knelt on one knee did not speak but silently accepted the task.

"Mordred," Bai Gundun stood up from the throne and walked in front of Xiao Mo, stretched out a hand on the top of Xiao Mo's head and stroked it: "As my heir, with the power and qualifications of a king, do you know what you still lack?" ”

"Wisdom? Trick? Under the touch of the white gun, Xiao Mo, whose face was slightly red, tried hard to think about the answer like a primary school student who was called up by the teacher to answer the question, but it was obvious that Xiao Mo, who was in a state of confusion after being touched by the head, did not answer correctly.

"It's a measure" Bai Lance replied calmly in the face of Xiao Mo's gaze: "As a king, you must be tolerant, to understand, to respect, if one day you really understand all this, it will be when you become a king, now you still call me my father." ”

"Yes, king, no, father." Xiao Mo knelt down on one knee and said excitedly, if Xiao Mo's biggest wish before his death was to hope to be approved by his father named Arthur, the battle of the sword fence was just a farce in which the bear child was blackened without being recognized.

And the white gun is not the foodie, the king who is known as the most understanding of the hearts of all Arthur is not in vain, and a few words can coax this bear child to obey the appropriate technology, but the titular consul Xia Bai on the side of the look is dumbfounded.

After the two people on the mission and Xiao Mo, who was already overexcited at the moment, left, Bai Gundu's eyes turned to the side of Bediwell: "Bediwell, you don't need to stay here, go back and rest, there may be a more hurried task tomorrow." ”

"Yes, king." Bedwell bowed lightly and then withdrew, and Xia Bai on the side saw that he and the most famous and legendary king of Great Britain were left with a question, so he looked at the other party and hesitated to ask.

"Xia Baiqing, don't you know what's wrong?" The white gun was stunned until Xia Bai suddenly looked at himself and said, Xia Bai thought about it and finally decided to ask: "I really don't know why Carmelo is still destroyed by a king like you, I really can't figure it out at all." ”

"Hehe" Bai Gundun chuckled: "Actually, I was no different from the stupid guy who chose to use a sword before I was born, but one person figured it out after death, and the other hasn't figured it out yet, so I don't think it's strange at all that the ending is the same as that guy." ”

"I see" Xia Bai nodded, but it makes sense to say it like this, otherwise how could King Arthur, who understands people's hearts at this level, let the successive rebellions of Lancelot and Mordred take place, maybe Carmellot will really become an ideal town.

On the way down the iceberg, Percival was in front of Lancelot, and the two walked down the iceberg silently, until they were about to leave the forest, Percival suddenly stopped and said: "Lancelot, I have always wanted to ask you a question after hearing about you, did you regret it before you died?" ”

Lancelot was stunned when he heard this, and after a long silence, he spoke: "I regret it, but what's the use, some things are wrong, it is true that I betrayed the king, everything is what I deserve, I only hope that this life can make up for it." ”

Percival clenched the spear in his hand gently: "As a colleague in my previous life, I trust you again, if this time I break the knightly oath you made before the round table, I will pierce your chest with this spear no matter what." ”

"Okay" Lancelot nodded silently with his back to Percival, and then strode forward again: "Go and kill this undead called the rotten corpse first, I will definitely do my best to complete the king's task." ”