"That's amazing!"

Qi Fei couldn't help but sigh.

I have to say that Lancelot really deserves to be the strongest knight of the Knights of the Round Table, even if he is superimposed with the madness attribute, the personal combat power he shows is really not ordinarily strong.

He fought against King Arthur and Matthew alone, and with the help of Rika as the master, he still had the upper hand.

Matthew was so exhausted that he struggled to even lift his shield, let alone organize an effective defensive attack.

And Artoria was still very strong in the early stage, but after recognizing that her opponent was Lancelot, her momentum and fighting spirit immediately wavered, and she began to turn to passive defense more and more.

As for Lixiang, looking at this girl's desperate expression, she has obviously given up on herself.

It's just one thing, Qi Fei really doesn't understand, it stands to reason that with the explosive power that Lancelot showed just now, he could have ended the battle long ago, but he didn't do it.

Could it be that because he is a betrayed knight, he can't make up his mind to kill the other party when facing the knight king?

This joke is really not humorous at all, not to mention how much sanity Lancelot still has, even if he really can't do anything to Artoria, then why should he let it go to Matthew, an inconsequential outsider?

You know, although Matthew was exhausted, he didn't receive any damage at all, and Lancelot's pitch-black sword, as if it was automatically avoiding people, greeted Matthew's shield.

Even if he robbed his mind because of his madness attribute, Kranslot's unparalleled martial arts and combat experience had long been reduced to a conditioned reflex of his body, and he was not affected at all.

Therefore, no matter how Qi Fei tried it, he couldn't understand what this battle was all about.

Since you can't figure it out, there's no need to fight to the death, after all, it can't be wrong to defeat the enemy and win.

originally thought that Elizabeth and Qing Ji would be able to suppress Lancelot after helping, but the result surprised Qi Fei.

This Lancelot unexpectedly erupted in battle, and Elizabeth was the first to be rushed on, and flew directly into the air with a sword blow; And the scorching fireball that Qing Ji smashed with her fan was directly split by the other party effortlessly.

Seeing this scene, Qi Fei could no longer watch from the wall, and decided to devote all the remaining strength of the students to completely defeat the invincible Lancelot.

But before he could put it into action, something happened suddenly-

“…… Ar…… thur……”

After smashing Elizabeth and Kiyohime away, the depraved black knight, roaring like a beast in the end, once again raised his black sword high with resentment, and charged at Artoria, Mathieu, and Tachika, with a great intention of slaying the three women in a desperate attempt.

"Lancelot! You-"

Artoria exclaimed in exclamation, looking at Lancelot, who was as crazy as a ghost, and the confusion in her blue eyes was finally swept away.

She knew that she couldn't be so decadent anymore, Qi Fei and the others had no time to rescue, if she couldn't block the other party's explosive sword, then Matthew and Lixiang on her side would inevitably be doomed to death.

Artoria clenched the holy sword in her hand, and her delicate face became more dignified than ever, and her slender body exuded an unprecedented awe-inspiring momentum.

Perhaps, as the legendary knight king of Britain, she thinks she is not up to par; But as a servant, she must not be disqualified again, and she must protect her master no matter what, as well as Matthew, who inherited the spirit base and will of the immaculate knight.

"Come on! Lancelot! ”

Chanting the names of her former subordinates and best friends, Artoria gripped the sword in her hand with determination, unleashed all the remaining magical power, poured it into the sharp sword, and then did not retreat, but also faced Lancelot head-on.

He was once the most perfect knight, the flower that bloomed on the ridge of the dangerous peak of the world of chivalry, and his figure and style were the treasure of all those who aspired to be knights, until he chose to betray.

It was the perfect king, the embodiment of the dragon who saved the people of ancient Britain, and her nobility and royal way were the glory of all those who longed for peace, until she ushered in tragedy.

And now, the once perfect knight is committed to madness, his red eyes rolling with hatred, and his mouth emitting a beastly roar, brazenly launching a desperate attack on the once perfect king.

Lancelot's 'Indestructible Lake' and Artoria's 'Sword of Oath Victory', two supreme swords obtained from the elves in pairs.

The former, however, was dyed dark because of the fall of his master.

The latter, however, bloomed with a brilliant golden light because of the awe-inspiring master.

At this moment, the two holy swords just passed by and stabbed at the opponent's body.

Artoria's brilliant sword pierced through her opponent's black armor and pierced through her killing machine-like body; And Lancelot's black greatsword coincidentally rubbed the opponent's armor and missed directly.

Time seems to freeze in this moment—

In the deathly silence, everyone could feel that Lancelot's spirit body began to gradually dissipate with the fluctuation of weakening spiritual power.

This result was too ironic for anyone to predict.

Is it not strong enough? Or is there a lack of mana? Or has reason suddenly overwhelmed madness?

None of these, I'm afraid.

"Lance...... Lott ......"

The victory was decided, but Artoria was a little overwhelmed, watching the blood-red eyes gradually dim, blood seeping down the blade and falling on her hand armor, and the hands holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

"I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry ......."

"It's so sad why you apologize."

A warm voice came from the pitch-black helmet.

The king's eyes widened and he looked up, the mad blood red in the knight's eyes had dissipated, and his gaze had become as calm as the surface of a calm lake.

The contract with the Holy Grail was scrapped, and in the intervals that were about to disappear, the Knights of the Lake were freed from the spell of madness.

"Lancelot ......"

"Hoo ......"

Lancelot looked at the sharp sword that pierced his body with complicated eyes, and let out a long and inexplicable breath, as if the wish that had plagued him all his life had come true, and said intermittently:

"Actually...... All the while, I just want you to punish me personally......"

"My king...... I was ...... I wish you ...... Because of their own anger...... And ask me ...... sin?"

"That's who I am...... The Deserved Atonement...... Princess, she should be the same......"

The rebellious knight, known as the culprit of the collapse of the Knights of the Round Table, spoke his last words to the king, who had never reproached him until the end, and then completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Don't say that, please don't think so......"

The sword fell to the ground, and Artoria seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and her whole body collapsed on the ground, crying and weeping.

"......" Looking at the petite figure, Qi Fei took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, with a voice that only he could hear, melancholy:

"Poison, King Arthur of this world, why is it a girl!"