"I won't allow it! Absolutely no ......"

Knight Gawain leaned against the nearly two-meter-tall greatsword behind him.

With his petite stature, it was hard to imagine whether he could hold this sword or not.

Li Falcon had already returned to the corner of the room, and sat on the floor, listening to the knight's thoughts.

"Uncle Arthur, why did you come to this world to be imprisoned?"

"Because he's my father......"

"Is it King Uther?"

Li Falcon shook his head...

King Uther is the father of Lee's soul, and the father of this body is not him.

"Then I don't agree!" Gawain denied Li Falcon's order to himself and stand by here? How long to wait? My king is dead again? How can it be!

"There is no one in this world who is qualified to imprison my king, Uncle Arthur, what are you hesitating about? I've been tied up here all along? Is it really what you want? ”

Do I want that? Li Falcon looked down at the chains that had locked him for several years, and the heart in his body, which was close to shattering, shattered again after summoning Gawain...

If the soul had been in this quiet world, no longer in contact with the outside world, no longer in contact with the outside world, maybe Li Falcon would have been able to live for more than ten years or so.

Survive in this silent space... Is it really good?

The highest duty of the soul action is to serve the three words: 'Live.' ’

You can only do anything else if you live.

King Arthur's soul let Li Falcon stay here, and Li Falcon did not resist.

But Knight Gawain chose to resist Li Falcon's order.

"It doesn't matter who your father in this world is, Uncle Arthur." Gao Wen clenched his fist, and the silver-white knight's armor rattled: "I'll go and beat him up now, and then tell him the fate of my king, I don't need you to interfere!" ”

Maybe it's because I'm still young...... Gawain treats everything first and then thinks about what the result will be, but this is definitely not reckless, this is a kind of willfulness from young people.

“……”

"There are already three Knights of the Round Table with my king, right? Just outside the wall? ”

Gawain walked to the wall, really planning to go to Li Falcon's father to reason.

How dare you imprison your own king? There is also a limit to death.

Li Falcon didn't stop it, he really doesn't know what to do now, is it to **, or to live?

This is the choice faced by Li Falcon.

So let's just wait and see what happens.

"Wait for my good news, Uncle Arthur."

The little knight smiled very sunny at Li Falcon...... A terrifying scene has appeared!

His petite figure jumped into the air, held the hilt of the two-meter-high giant sword in his hand, and pulled it out!

The small body was completely disproportionate to the giant sword, but Gawain held it easily in his hand, without any effort.

In the era of being the first knight, Gawain's strength can also be called divine power, much higher than that of ordinary people.

And after his death, he was led by the sun and accepted the function of the sun, and Gao Wen naturally could not be described as a mortal.

"This is a weapon given to me by some dying old man......"

Gawain raised the greatsword with one hand and swung it down at the wall!

"Blade of the Seven Days!"

It was obviously a huge blade, but after Gawain's slashing stance ended, there was not a trace on the wall that matched the giant blade.

Instead, the walls turned into hundreds of tiny cracks and cracked.

Under Gawain's fluttering cloak, Li Falcon could see clearly what was happening at the moment when Gawain swung the giant sword.

In his hands, there is not only one sword...... Or maybe the greatsword wasn't just a sword, it was a sword box!

At the moment of the slash, a large number of tiny blades ejected from the giant sword in Gao Wen's hand, and under Gao Wen's rapid assembly, they turned into blades of various shapes......

Combination knives?

Li Falcon remembered that Gao Wen was both civil and military, and he was extremely proficient in any weapon.

"Almost." The greatsword in Gawain's hand slashed through the wall and then turned into golden particles and disappeared into his hand.

Gawain, on the other hand, saw the three knights standing outside the door......

……………………

"Oooh, Uncle Ben sensed the arrival of the great knight."

At this moment, Ranmarok also sensed the appearance of a certain knight in this world.

There is only a wall between you and yourself!

"Get ready for it."

The Knights of the Round Table are a highly disciplined order of knights, and despite the fact that the knights who bear the name of the Knights of the Round Table are almost equal in status, they still respect each other with their martial arts and abilities.

Gawain is stronger than himself.

Galahad admitted it, so he respected Gawain as much as he respected the strongest knight, Lancelot.

Even if... Gawain......

"That's a really violent way to come on." Ranmaroke, who had been leaning against the wall, seemed to notice something, and immediately jumped forward and moved away from the wall.

Sure enough, a moment later, the pitch-black wall was reduced to pieces and fell to the ground.

Ranmaroch seemed to be expecting something, staring carefully at the figure that came out from behind the wall.

A voice with the air of a superior leader sounded.

"Are you the living members of the Knights of the Round Table? Sir Galahad, Sir Bedwell... Well?! ”

"Pss......ss

Then another shrill laugh echoed through the hallway.

Gawain walked out of the room, frowned at the sound of shrill laughter, and looked at Ranmaroch with a very serious face.

"And Sir Ranmarok, who doesn't have the ability to laugh right now."

After hearing Gawain's voice in Zhengtai's voice, he said the voice with a mature tone.

Ranmarok laughed even more presumptuously.

"Hundreds of years...... Poof, haha. Ranmarok covered his stomach with one hand and pointed to Gawain with the other: "You still haven't grown taller at all!" The reason that I said that I haven't reached the growth period at the beginning seems to be really a lie, hahaha... You're not tall, are you? Gawain, I've finally won you in height! ”

Click...

Galahad felt the atmosphere around him stagnate.

I saw that the figure of Gao Wen, who was originally standing by the broken wall, suddenly appeared in front of Ranmarok, and before the pitch-black knight could react, Gawain relied on his height of less than one meter four and kicked Ranmarok's knee with his foot.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Ranmarok clutched his knees and exhaled in pain.

"Do you want to fight me in this world?!"

"Long-winded! Long-winded! I've grown taller! I've grown taller in these hundreds of years! ”

Gawain still had the demeanor of a first knight, he raised his head and glared at Ranmarok, the long dull hair on his forehead instantly became straight and straight, like a life, piercing Ranmarok's cheek.

"Is the length of the dull fur also considered height?" Ranmarok tilted his head to dodge Gawain's goofy attack, and found that there was nowhere to hide......

Is this really dull? It's all tentacles, right?

"Of course! The height of the pot is connected with me! ”

I'll go...... I also named my stupid hair.

This is definitely a tentacle in a dull coat, right? Actually, this has to do with Mao, right?

"Please stop messing around..."Galahad wanted to dissuade the two knights, there was no unpleasant experience between Ranmarok and Gawain, on the contrary, the Knights of the Round Table, who were both anti-Lancelot, and Ranmarok and Gawain could be regarded as friends.

Well...... Loss of friendship.

"Shut up virgin knight!"

"That vicious woman's lackey, don't hinder me!"

Galahad's dissuasion was unsuccessful.

When the two of them were about to fight when they first met.

Bedwell, who had been silent, suddenly walked over to the two knights who were fighting.

She widened her pupils and looked at the lively dull hair on Gao Wen's forehead, and then ...... Reached out and grabbed the silly hair.

Gao Wen, who was originally attacking fiercely like a lion cub, was suddenly stunned.

The brave First Knight trembled all over, with tears in his eyes, and fell to his knees, begging Bedwell in a very, very soft, trembling voice.

"No... No...... Pinch... Pine... Let go... Please... Let... I ......"

So Bedwell obediently let go of the long silly hair on Gawain's head!

"Come on! The last battle of Ranmarok has not yet been decided! Gawain once again aggressively provoked Ranmarok.

Bedwell ......

Pinch.........

The hand grabbed the dumb hair again......

"Please... Please leave me alone... Bow... Come on... ......"

Let go...

"Damn! This knight will not give in! ”

Pinch...

"Uh-huh... No... Again... Played... Please......"

Bedwell seemed to have become addicted to playing, squatting on the ground and looking at Gawain, who was also lying on the ground, and the personalities before and after being pinched were completely two extremes.

It's funny...... Bedwell couldn't put it down.

And Ranmarok on the side had no idea of continuing to provoke Gawain, he was standing with Galahad, looking at Gawain, who was lying on the ground and became majestic for a while, and soft for a while.

"It's a bit familiar." Ranmaroch sighed.

"After all, everyone has weaknesses." Galahad sighed in the same way.

This weakness was originally developed by the strongest knight in order to suppress the limelight of the first knight.

Now it looks like it's outstanding!

"Uncle Ben thinks that if he continues to play like this, it will really break."

Ranmarok said helplessly.

"Now that Lord Gawain is the only knight among us who is allowed to rebel against his orders, I think it's time for Lord Gawain to talk to my king's father."

Galahad nodded in agreement.

But the two knights looked at the blonde hair that was slumped on the ground in Bedwell's hands, and the tears were in the eyes...... Suddenly I felt that this choice didn't seem very reliable. (To be continued.) )