[There won't be a problem this time.] Looking at Mordred's territory from afar, Garhoris pondered.

"Inexplicably, I lost the food I was escorting, and I lost contact with my knights," Garhoris did not receive King Arthur's punishment for such reasons. It was just a batch of food, big or small, and it was clear that Artoria had no intention of delving into the matter with him. This time, the task of escorting the grain was assigned to Gahoris, and it looked like he would atone for his sins.

The field in the distance was the "place of shame" where Gahoris was captured alive by Mordred, and even the food escorted was robbed. Garholis had a deep impression of this place, although it did not match the gray-yellow desolation he remembered. But the alarm bell sounded faintly in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis urged him to leave the area quickly.

Even if the final result of that grain was given to Mordred by Gahoris resolutely and decisively, this does not change the fact that Gahoris was ambushed and captured by the locals as an escort of grain. It's a shame to say that.

[Do you want to take a detour?] This is a question that Gahoris has pondered repeatedly, should he avoid this land and take a detour?

The last time he left dozens of knights under Garhoris to Mordred to participate in the construction of this place, this time the knights have not experienced the dangers here. Even the knights regarded this place as an ordinary place and did not take much precautions. After all, this place is a world of difference compared to what it looked like a month ago.

Ga Horis didn't know how Mordred had brought a dead yellow field to life. Now it's just like the outskirts of a normal British town, no different. None of the knights in the group recognized that this was the most barren land in Britain in the past, and they all thought that Garholis had bypassed it.

[That's it!] A dead tree suddenly appeared in the field in the distance, making Garhoris nervous. But he didn't get overly nervous, but suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

There was no need to dwell on whether or not to make a detour, and Garhoris didn't believe he would be robbed again.

Garhoris rode alone in front of the team, obviously sure that there would be no ambush, but the fluctuation in Garhoris's heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"Boom!" Countless figures suddenly appeared on the grass. Gahoris felt a pause and shouted "Enemy attack!" ”

The knights lined up in line to meet the wagons transporting grain. With the lesson of the last time, Gahoris will not be stupid to rush up and ask clearly. This time, he wisely ducked behind one of the convoy's large cars. lest the thief capture the king first, and take him to write his own knight.

What a familiar plot, not even the routine has changed. The only difference from the last time is that the ambusher is dressed in camouflage, and the color is different, which is a harmonious green~

Garhoris hid behind the convoy while reminding his knights. "There are more people on the other side than us, and we will suffer from the fight. Don't kill for a while, there is still a chance to make peace. ”

Gar Hoerys was secretly sad in his heart, [Mordred, this is treating me as a little black cauldron, and I am going to the end!! 】

"Listen, I'm Gahoris of the Knights of the Round Table under the great King Arthur! Aren't you afraid of incurring disaster when you rob the grain and grass that is being escorted for our king in such a grand manner?! "I still have to say some scenes, at least to prove that I have resisted.

"Let's put down our weapons." Gar Horis hinted that his knights would give up resistance, [they have all symbolically resisted anyway, and it is not our fault that we can't defeat others.] 】

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【？？？ What's going on??? After waiting for a long time, Garhoris did not wait for the enemy. In particular, a short knight wearing a horned helmet who chirped and called out as soon as they met did not even show a trace, which is very abnormal............

[Is it difficult?] Gahoris understood that the other party did not intend to rob this batch of grain at all, and what happened just now is probably a misunderstanding.

It's very subtle, no one is coming to attack you, maybe it's just a drill. But Horis treated him nervously, thinking that it was an enemy attack, and even surrendered voluntarily.

The knights laughed out loud unaware of their lord's intention to "help the inhabitants of Mordred's realm". Gar Hoerys was a little embarrassed. Yes, it's not just him. During this time, everyone in the Knights of the Round Table was embarrassed, and the culprit was Mordred.

"Forget it, since it's okay, let's go back to the errand quickly." With a dark face, Garhoris directed the convoy onwards, trying to get out of this sad place.

————— the other side—————

Mordred was listening to a debriefing from his knights.

"Ahh Ahh Ahh!!h Mordred sneezed three times in a row and rubbed her nose [Who the hell is thinking about me?] 】

The construction of the territory did not require much manpower, and about five hundred knights were left idle. In order not to let them be idle, Mordred gathered to practice. The effect should be good, right?

"Report to Lord Mordred, our knightly ambush drill is going well. It's just that...... It's just that a convoy was disturbed during the process, and it seemed that it was escorted by the adults of the Knights of the Round Table. The knight replied to Mordred.

"Who escorted it?" Mordred muttered, "It can't be the black cauldron man of Gahoris again......... Hey, hey, hey. 】