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The orange-yellow afterglow of the evening sun sprinkled over the ancient forest where the neighing of demonic beasts could be heard from time to time.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

In the roar of the huge horses' hooves, nearly 2,000 heavily armed knights of the Royal Family of Camelot, burning with milky white fighting spirit, held high the banner of the head of the red dragon representing the royal family, rode on specially cultivated tall horses, and under the leadership of their monarch, King Artoria of Camelot of Britain, they galloped on the hilly roads in the middle of the Kuris Black Forest.

With the two sides of the road, the number of tall ancient trees is becoming more and more sparse.

Not far away, the outline of a large city made of brown camut stones had appeared in the eyes of these knights.

Riding a white horse with unicorn blood, and under the ornate blue and white magic armor, Artoria raised her right hand and motioned for the whole team to stop.

In an instant, the whole team came to an abrupt halt.

"Your Majesty."

"Ahead is Cornwall, the home city of Glastonbury."

Gao Wen, a great knight with silver hair as brilliant as the morning light, carried the sword of rotating victory, and led the horses out of the crowd from the knights of the round table who followed Artoria, and walked side by side to the side of the Dull-haired Queen.

"I know."

Her Majesty nodded slightly, her eyes flashing with a golden glimmer of fighting aura, and she stared at the brown city directly ahead.

The rose-colored cloak swayed slightly behind her in the breeze.

Artoria's eyes flashed with a long-term remembrance of the place where she had spent the youngest years of her life before her father, King Uther, picked her up from this unique brown city.

Here, there are the first memories of her life, and the only relative she had when she was a child.

After more than ten years, the master of the reunited British Isles, the British Kingdom of Camelot, once again came to the place where she was born.

But here, it was no longer the warm memory in her memory, but the only noble territory on the archipelago that did not re-raise the royal flag after Artoria ascended the throne to show submission to the kingdom.

Artoria's eyes sharpened, after the news of her breakthrough to the Golden Legendary Knight spread throughout the archipelago for more than a year after she ascended the throne, the Cornish family was still unwilling to surrender, plus Helga's wind owl demon pet Bruce had sensed the abyss aura when he flew through Glastonbury's territory.

There must be something strange in it!

"But, Gao Wenqing."

"Our destination is not there."

At this moment, the Cam Stone City in the distance, several magic light towers in the city used to expel wild demonic beasts lit up one after another, radiating a striking light on the dim earth in the evening.

"My knights!"

Pulling out the quaint sword in stone at her waist, Artoria turned her horse's head and faced the Knights of the Round Table behind her.

The heroic Lancelot, the purple-haired Knight of the Lake, the brown-haired girl Gareth with a round face and a one-handed shield in her right arm, the muscular knight Ranmaroke who carries a huge spear on her shoulder, and Bedwell with hair as blue as the ocean.

Five silver-level knights, plus her, Artoria's eyes were unabashedly confident.

He pointed the tip of the sword in the stone to the back of the city, where there was a majestic mountain. The brilliant golden fighting aura flashed at the tip of the sword with her will.

"Straight to the rear of the city! Fight against the unsubordinate marquises, the Cornish family. ”

Where the sword's fighting aura flashed, a huge ancient castle shrouded in a layer of pale black light curtain halfway up the mountainside, like an ancient giant beast, fierce and gloomy crawling in it.

"Follow your will!"

"My Majesty!"

The knights drew their weapons and shouted with a full sense of energy.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The roar of horses' hooves sounded again.

Sister Morgan Le Fay, we are going to meet again!

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The aura of sin and madness of the black abyss poured out from the highest tower of Cornwall Castle and permeated the vast castle.

"Are they coming?"

The heart of the castle, the study of the patriarch of the Cornish family.

On the ancient rattan chair, a deep female voice emanated from the figure that shrouded almost the entire body under the black robes.

In the fireplace on one side, a strange dark green flame burned, shrouding this small study in a dark blue tone.

"My greatest hosts, of course they came."

The tarantula-headed monster mixed with the most vicious, filthy demonic aura emerged from the dark-green fireplace in the study, and responded in a tone that was extremely eerie.

"Six silver knights, and one existence that I can't see through, should be your sister."

"The king of this kingdom!"

Under the scarlet evil eyes of the tarantula demon, there is no hiding the impatient greed.

"Dear hosts, my children, can't wait for ・・・・・・"

Before he could finish his sentence, six fierce purple rays of light appeared around him, unceremoniously tearing it apart.

"Damn the minions."

The black-robed figure stood up from the wicker chair, walked to the window of the study, and said fiercely.

"I said, I don't have a sister!"

Under the hood of the black robe, on the smooth forehead, the dark green light six-pointed star seal of the original sin exuded an ominous light from the deepest part of the endless abyss.

"Bump!"

The window in front of her was pushed open by her.

"The Pendragon royal family, forced my father to death back then."

In the square below Cornwall Castle, the stumps of filthy animals and monsters turned into a pool of rotten and filthy flesh.

Densely packed with thousands of horned humanoids, the lower body is composed of eight gray tarantula legs abyssal half-demons composed of various beast limbs, holding strangely shaped bone blades, and their eyes exude the same dark green light as the forehead of the black shadow, and they get up from those pools of flesh and blood.

"It's time too!"

At the very front of the castle square, it suddenly collapsed to reveal a huge hole, 8 30 feet high, with a scythe-like sharp horn on its head, and a tall demon that exuded the powerful evil aura of the silver rank, emerged from the smoke and dust of the cave entrance.

"Let you bear the wrath of my Morgan Le Fay Cornwall!"

Morgan Leffy raised her head high, and the dark green light of the six-pointed star of original sin on her forehead was as dazzling as a small sun at this moment.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

All the demons in the square, stimulated by her will, raised their weapons and roared wildly.

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Night has completely fallen.

Not far from Cornwall Castle, a long white serpent forged by the brilliance of the fighting spirit flexibly bypassed the main city of the territory and galloped towards ・・・・・・ (to be continued. )