Outside the Celtic capital, in the open space vacated by the armies of both sides, Arthur and Lancelot each stood with their swords on one side.

Arthur: "For glory." ”

Lancelot: "For the Queen." ”

Before Arthur could express his thoughts on the words that Lancelot shouted that were very different from the traditional ones, Lancelot, who was full of energy, had already rushed in front of him with a sword.

Like the energy of delicate petals fluttering in the sky, he slashed straight at Arthur with the knight's sword, and Arthur raised his sword to block while retreating.

Pale cyan energy wrapped around the golden core gushed out, quickly overpowering Lancelot's energy.

The frequent sound of iron intersections continued to sound, and I saw Arthur holding a sword in both hands, with a simple sword style, fighting steadily and steadily with one move, and overwhelming people with momentum. Soon the sword path was strange, and Lancelot, who won with agility, was forced to retreat again and again.

Suddenly, Arthur's expression, which had been maintaining the rhythm of the attack, moved slightly, and the two-handed sword slashed upward, and the knight's sword in Lancelot's hand suddenly turned to one side, and Arthur also seized the opportunity to kick out fiercely.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the protective energy around Lancelot fluctuated, and he also retreated a few steps after a few kicks.

Fighting the throbbing pain in his abdomen, Lancelot swallowed the bloodshot sweet saliva in his mouth.

Although he thought that the level gap between himself and Arthur was not large, the opponent's extremely skilled swordsmanship and physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary humans widened the gap in combat power between them.

"Tsk, sure enough, can't you beat it? Still, I still have a chance. ”

After all, there are many factors that influence the fight. He Lancelot may be a little different from Arthur, but as long as he finds the right opportunity, he can still kill the other party by surprise.

This phenomenon is not uncommon among human beings who are not pure physical cultivation and have many vital injuries. As long as you can break through the protective energy and launch a deadly attack on the vital point, in fact, there is not much difference between a strong person in his 30s and a civilian.

As long as they are still human, they will definitely die if their heads are cut off. At least in Lancelot's mind.

"Give up, Lancelot. You're no match for me, I'll keep Gwynna, and I won't kill you. ”

Lancelot ignored Arthur's advice, unlike Arthur, as the Hand of the King, he was always on the go, dealing with all sides, the nobles, the commoners, and the face of the Church of the Dragon God.

Forgive courtiers and queens who betrayed the king? It is simply impossible for them to compromise on this point.

"Unless I become king, sweep them away."

After saying a secret sentence in his heart, Lancelot's expression froze, and he strengthened his belief in his heart.

I saw him turn sideways and aim the knight's sword in his hand at Arthur, and the translucent energy on his body gradually turned orange, and finally turned fiery red like a burning flame.

And the countless bright red petals that fluttered between the energies gradually turned into a silvery white with a metallic luster.

"Fire Tree Silverflower."

With a loud shout, the long sword in his hand turned into countless afterimages and stabbed at Arthur, and the dense and rapid stabbing stabs converged, almost turning into a single blow, stabbing at the same place.

On the other side, as soon as Arthur saw the changing energy around the other party, his face changed wildly, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Are you crazy? Don't want to die? How did you use this imitation of the Dorn? ”

Unable to show any mercy to his subordinates, Arthur held the two-handed sword in his hand horizontally in front of him, holding the handle with one hand and pressing the other against the side of the tip of the sword.

"Shield of the Wind King."

The wind suddenly rose in the flat ground, and the pale cyan energy quickly converged, and finally formed a round shield composed of three layers of green, gold and blue energy in front of Arthur.

At the same time, Lancelot's attack had arrived, and the energy surged around the intersection of the two swords, forming a sunken vortex and the aftermath of the energy of the narrow drill bit.

The sparks flew in all directions, and the sparks that flew out grew with the help of the fire, merging into the wind attribute vortex, dyeing the cyan vortex with a mottled orange-red color.

The silver-white petals also broke inch by inch in this impact, turning into a sky full of silver powder, which was swept around by the vortex, making thousands of holes in the surrounding ground.

When the aftermath slowly dissipated, Lancelot, whose clothes had been cut into strips and was covered in scratches and bloody holes, appeared. He was half-kneeling on the ground, dressed in a hurry, and the blood that flowed from his body gathered into a pool of blood.

Arthur on the other side was also uncomfortable, at this time she still maintained her previous defensive posture, her arms were also full of small and dense blood holes, the silver gauntlets and armguards were all charred black, and the clothes in between were burned out, revealing the bloody arms underneath.

"You've lost."

Arthur, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat because of the pain, trembled and put down his two-handed sword and inserted it in front of him, and said to Lancelot, who was no longer able to get up.

"No, I haven't ...... yet"

Lancelot tried to get up, but his blood-ridden legs prevented him from exerting his strength. Falling down in embarrassment and on the ground, he struggled and tried several times, but what he got was an embarrassment wriggling on the ground like a worm.

"Enough. Lancelot, enough is enough. ”

"Nope! You don't understand, you don't understand anything at all. ”

Gwynna, who had been standing in the distance to watch the battle, finally couldn't help crying out in grief when she saw Lancelot's unbearable efforts to look at her.

"Lancelot."

Gwynna rushed to Lancelot's side and hugged Lancelot, who was covered in blood. Tears kept falling, and it was only now that she truly realized Lancelot's place in her heart.

"Are you alright? Don't die. ”

The long hair on her head was blown by the wind during the run, but she didn't have the slightest intention of caring about it at this time.

She fell to her knees in Arthur's direction, clinging to the ground in the most reverent manner, so much so that large patches of blood-stained dirt stuck to her face.

"Arthur, my king. It's all my fault. We lost, please let him go, and let me go. For the sake of our husband and wife for many years, and for the sake of me keeping it a secret for you, I beg you to let the two of us go, okay?

I promise you that we will live quietly in a place where no one knows us. It won't bother you. I beg you, I ask you. ”

As the princess of the kingdom, when has Gwynna, who has always been favored by everyone, shown such a humble posture that Arthur and Lancelot, who suddenly saw all this, were stunned for a moment.

For a moment, Lancelot only felt a myriad of emotions rushing to his heart, hating himself for being incompetent, and feeling sorry for Gwyna.

"Gwynna, don't ...... Ahem, ahem. ”

Under the violent mood swings, Lancelot, who wanted to stop Gwynna, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Lancelot, are you alright? Don't move, don't speak. Trust me, leave it to me. ”

Gwenna heard the movement beside her, felt the warmth splashed on her body, and quickly raised her head, her tone was gentle and her expression was firm.

Arthur on the other side looked at the pair of people in front of him who were like bitter mandarin ducks, especially Gwyna's blood-stained expression, which stirred up turbulence in her heart.

Why didn't she feel sorry for Gwyna? All this time she owes nothing but to her.

"You ...... Let's go. ”

Gwyna heard Arthur's disheartened tone, and quickly looked up at her with a look of surprise.

"Thank you, thank you. King. ”

However, before she could make any more moves, a spear whistled through her chest, piercing her and Lancelot together, killing them together.

"Gwynna? Lancelot? ”

Arthur's pupils shrank as she suddenly changed, and she looked back in the direction where the spear was flying and yelled.

"Who is it?"

"It's me."

With a faint response, Jayland and Ainzfield stepped out hand in hand.