Facing the Saxons who were eyeing him around, Tristan seemed a little unhurried. He was ready to be generous. God knows what Mordred really thought, two people to send to death?

"Fool!" Mordred flicked Tristan's head. "Sing it."

“What？” Tristan was dumbfounded, what does this have to do with singing.

Mordred smiled knowingly, "Use your talents to the fullest!" ”

"......" Tristan's expression stiffened for a few seconds, still unable to understand Mordred's brain circuit. But Tristan, who had a heart of death, planned to sing and die at the end of his life in order to have no regrets in his life.

[O my king! 】

"Ahem!" Tristan cleared his throat to speak.

Mordred, who was on the side, silently took out the cotton balls that had been prepared long ago and stuffed them into his ears.

"Wow, whoa!" The leader of the Saxons also arrived at the scene. Under his command, the Saxons began an orderly offensive against the Mordreds.

"Ah~" Tristan closed his eyes tightly and sang appointingly.

Kneeling, Tristan's musical talent is simply not too high. Through the thick clump of cotton, Mordred could feel the tremor of the eardrum in her ear.

If Mordred is a strategic weapon to a soldier armed with a metal weapon, Tristan's singing can be said to be comparable to a nuclear weapon. Assuming that there is a singer (singer), Tristan's singing voice is definitely an EX-level treasure of human nature.

Anyone who has a normal outlook is not immune to the ravages of his singing.

[It would be nice if there was another erhu player at this time. Watching the Saxons suffer from their torments, Mordred gloated.

What was supposed to be a difficult battle has taken a strange direction.

When Tristan finished singing with his eyes closed, he didn't see the Saxons slash him. He opened his eyes in confusion, only to see a fainting Saxon.

The rest is much simpler, just wait for the riders to finish the whole way.

The brave Saxons were thus defeated by Tristan's song. [Mom, this song is poisonous! 】

"Mordred."

"Huh?" Mordred responded.

"You say... Isn't my talent for singing? Tristan was a little frustrated.

"No, you can't think so." Mordred comforted him, "You are also very good at singing such a powerful song." ”

"Really?!" Tristan's heart was refreshed.

Comforting him, Mordred had already complained in his heart.

[One of the most hated things in the world is a gorilla and his carrot, a tentacle monster, and now Tristan's song!] 】