"Huhu, Lord Arthur, it's rare to see such a fierce look."

Li Falcon followed the elf king towards the outskirts of the city, and the elf king seemed to be tired and sat on Li Falcon's shoulder.

"Looking at King Arthur, you can defeat that invader, right?"

"Defeated?"

Li Falcon listened to this word and muttered for a while.

"No, you'll lose."

"Huh?!" The Elf King was stunned for a moment when he heard Li Falcon's answer, maybe it was because he had been with King Arthur for a long time, the Elf King was used to King Arthur's straightforward character, and he didn't know what morale and the like were.

If the enemy cannot be defeated, King Arthur will tell him very clearly how strong the knights under his command are and how good our chances are.

And at the moment when King Arthur spoke the truth, the knight who could always fight with his king could be called a true knight of the round table.

Even if the enemy is strong, our king is in front, and the battle will not be extinguished.

"That's... And what about the knights around you, King Arthur? The Elven King was a little flustered, in his memory, King Arthur would take a few knights of the Round Table with him on every expedition, they were the Elves of the Lake, that is, powerful warriors recognized by himself, but now Li Falcon did not even have a knight by his side.

"Ranmarok has been defeated by him, and now he is in a spirit state and cannot fight."

The imperial power mark on the back of Li Falcon's hand flickered, and Lan Ma Luo, who was sealed in it, may have sensed something and wanted to rush out, but his current body had no way for him to disobey Li Falcon's imperial power mark.

"Lord Ranmarok has been defeated?"

"Not only Ranmarok, but Gawain was also defeated, and now his body is in a weakened state."

In the last battle between Gawain and that guy, if it weren't for Li Falcon, Gawain's body might have been pierced by his terrifying halberd.

"Even the little knights ......" The Knights of the Round Table who the Elven King knew the most were not only King Arthur, but also Gawain was one of them.

"What about the other knights around you?"

"Other knights......" Li Falcon wanted to continue, but found that his hand was grabbed.

"......" Bedwell didn't know when she stood beside Li Falcon, silent, but her tight grip on Li Falcon's hand and the silver-white sickle she held in her other hand showed her thoughts.

Probably... It means that this battle is for her to fight.

“……”

Li Falcon glanced at Bedwell and met her stubborn eyes...

Li Falcon's cold pupils made Bedwell lower his head in some fear.

"Obedient ......" was just two words, but it made Bedwell's whole body tremble.

"Wang—" Bedwell tried to plead, but Falcon's hand rested on her head, touting Bedwell's long, silver-gray hair.

"Obedient."

Li Falcon repeated again.

"Peace of mind."

Then he added another sentence, as if to comfort Bedwell.

This is how King Arthur and the knight communicated, and they could understand each other's meaning in a few words.

Eventually, Bedwell succumbed, and her figure gradually dissipated into the imprint of Li Falcon's imperial power.

"Huha......" The elf king looked at this scene with some nostalgia: "Lord Arthur, you still spoil this child so much, is it really good for the king to let the knight not fight or something?" ”

"Spoiling ......" Li Falcon looked at his hands, spoiled? No, not really, it's just that Li knows that if Bedwell confronts the black beast, Bedwell may have only one way to die.

Thinking of this, something was blocked in Li Falcon's chest, and the Heart Temple began to ache faintly.

Sick?

I've repaired my heart, but now I can't support it? King Arthur's heart couldn't have been so weak.

"I just want to stay at the top of my game and play against my enemies in the best way I can win."

Li Falcon knew that if his chest was so uncomfortable all the time, he would not be able to perform 100% of his condition.

The feeling of the body, Li Falcon has no way to adjust it.

"What...... Miscellaneous... What the?! ”

Hearing that Li Falcon was going to fight the enemy, the Elf King became startled again, and she flew in front of Li Falcon, who almost hit her.

"Lord Arthur... Do you want to go into battle yourself? ”

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't Miss Lancelot by your side? I want you to go into battle yourself......"

Lancelot... The strongest knight under King Arthur, Li Falcon nodded.

"Lancelot doesn't want to see me yet, for reasons I don't know, but I'm sure she's somewhere in the world."

The eldest sister of Lancelot, even the dignified Elven King is called so, which shows how great the prestige of this strongest knight is.

"Yes, too... If Miss Lancelot had been there, she wouldn't have let King Arthur go into battle at all. ”

Because before King Arthur drew his sword, all of them would be killed by the strongest knight.

“……”

If that knight was by her side, she, who was also the strongest guardian spirit, shouldn't be weaker than that Lu Fengxian, right?

Perhaps the knight who had been with Li Falcon for the longest time, Galahad sensed the thoughts in Li Falcon's heart.

The tall figure of the Holy Grail Knight appeared beside Li Falcon.

"My king, let's fight this time."

Galahad stood in front of Li Falcon and took the initiative to invite the battle.

The wings spread out behind his back represent the fighting spirit of this guardian spirit.

There will be no more compromises this time.

Even if Li Falcon subconsciously wanted to call him back, Galahad always resisted Li Falcon's order.

Not going to give up?

"That's... Over to you, my knight. ”

Death is nothing to a knight, only death in battle is meaningful to them......

Galahad's invitation to fight did not make Li Falcon feel stuffy in his chest, but something called fighting spirit began to burn.

"Thank you, my king." Galahad drew his knight's sword from his knight's shield, gave a knightly salute to Falcon, and then spread his wings and flew into the sky, charging towards the so-called enemy......

"Phew, it's rare to see a Grail Knight so reckless."

The Elven King sat on Li Falcon's head, looking at the few feathers that fell from the pair of golden wings.

"Lord Arthur, is it okay if you just allow it?"

"I said..."Li Falcon raised his hand, and the Elf King jumped on Li Falcon's raised arm and stood there: "I just want to keep my best condition to meet the enemy, Galahad's expedition can't bring me a physical uncomfortable feeling, so I let him go, that's it......"

"I guess the uncomfortable feeling may be worrying."

The Elf King spun around Li Falcon's arm, and a large number of golden inscriptions suddenly appeared on Li Falcon's sleeve.

"You mean you're going to play in person after Galahad's defeat?"

"Question, how many times have I challenged the strongest knight with you?"

"Hmm..."The Elf King raised his little hand in distress and calculated, "The first time I found out that I could turn into a sword of King Arthur was a long, long time ago... On that day, the strongest knight, Lancelot, challenged King Arthur, and King Arthur was defeated miserably. ‘

"And what about the moment when I was in complete control of you?"

"Hey, hey..."The Elf King raised his small hand, his palm open: "Ten challenges, Lord Arthur and I have defeated the strongest knight Lancelot eight times!" I also have a lot of credit for it! Except for the last time when Great Britain was about to fall, when you lost to Lancelot, and the first time you were not familiar with my power, you were also defeated by Lancelot... For the other challenges, King Arthur is a complete winner! ”

"Then, recall the feeling of winning all the time, Elf King." More and more golden inscriptions were wrapped around Li Falcon's hand: "Soon we are going to challenge an enemy who is not weaker than Lancelot, can we win again?" ”

"Well, only King Arthur doesn't have the feeling of 'pity' that suddenly appeared during the last battle with Lancelot."

"Not anymore."

A touch of gold flashed in Li Falcon's eyes.

"Absolutely not!" (To be continued.) )