Ramov got a good news and a bad news.

The good news is that he didn't leave and was chased and intercepted by the four deceased, and the bad news is that "Quicksand" seems to have something abnormal. The giant scorpion was no longer aimlessly destroying the island, and after embodying some humane behavior, it completely hid its massive body in the desert.

Such an act could not help but evoke a not-so-good memory for Ramov.

As an antique who participated in the First Demon Tide War, Ramov had seen such an attack before. As incredible as it sounds, each of the scourges was intelligent in the first place, and when attacking Akarandu, they did not rush into their kingdom, but instead resorted to roundabout tactics.

The scourge of four led Gosya away, and the remaining three launched a surprise attack on the royal city of Akalando.

"Lord Ramov, the Judgment has all been withdrawn to Spiral City!" a Judgment soldier barely managed to find Ramov's location despite the wind and sand. He always felt that within half a moment, the wind and sand outside became stronger, and the island, which originally seemed to be green and green, was completely submerged in the desert.

In this state, they no longer had time to take care of the iron cavalry of the Byron Empire, but fortunately, the buildings of Spiral City could withstand the wind and sand, and the candidates of the Round Table learned of the outside world and strengthened the garrison on each floor. However, the danger does not come from the outside world, and the prisoners in the Spiral City have become ready to move, and riots have occurred on each floor of varying degrees.

"Master Judith advises you to withdraw to Spiral City ......"

Before the young inquisitor could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulder, and Ramov grabbed him by the arm and pulled him up violently. When the Inquisitor came back to his senses, he found himself in mid-air, his cheeks aching from the dense sand, and when he lowered his head, he was shocked to find that the ground where the two had been had collapsed, and countless spikes burst out of the ground.

The Inquisitors were shocked into a cold sweat, if it wasn't for Ramov pulling him, he would have been pierced into a hedgehog by the spikes by now.

Before that, he didn't notice any signs at all!

"Question 1: How did the scourge and monsters avoid all the Knights of the Round Table and launch a surprise attack on the royal city during the time of Akarando?"

Ramov asked.

He didn't expect any answer from the young Inquisitors, though. The poor kid had no idea what was going on in their time, and how desperate the First Demon Tide War was for humanity, he was just trying to awaken his memory.

If his hunch was not wrong, then the quicksand he was facing now was no longer just an empty shell, but a real quicksand.

The gods of the earth and illusions.

"Report ...... Report to Mr. Ramov, I don't know!"

The young Inquisitor was terrified, but he was sure that the question Ramov asked was not part of the Church Expedition.

Ramov stared at the hole in the ground, and he suddenly remembered what had happened that day.

Thinking about it, they were not unprepared for the first Demon Tide War, the Storm Dragon Pozlota did his best to warn Gosya before he died, and after receiving the news, the Roundtable Council even held a three-day meeting, they realized that the power of the Calamity-level monsters was too strong, and even if they won in the end, Akarando would inevitably be destroyed, so the Knights of the Round Table decided to fight the Scourge with the Holy Maiden in the waters outside Akalandu.

But as it turned out, meetings were never.

Acalando was, and still is, - the Church and the Senate had met aboard the Möbius for several days, exchanging almost all information about the Chaos Cult at the meeting, and they were still led by the Sith after the meeting.

As for Ramov......

He was only a young Knight of the Round Table at the time, so he was tasked with staying behind in the royal city of Acalando.

Ramov remembers that it was a fine day, and he was sketching in the field on the towering walls of Akarando, as usual, when a roar erupted when a hole appeared tens of meters long outside the walls of Akarando.

"Pull ...... Master Ramov, Scorpion...... Scorpion!

Faced with the giant creatures churning out of the hole, the young Inquisitor was so frightened that he stammered. He was still held in Ramov's hands and couldn't move, but he felt that even if he could, he probably wouldn't be able to resist in the face of the giant scorpion.

The Inquisitor's shoulders sank, and Ramov threw him straight back.

Ramov didn't blame the young Inquisitor for his reaction, for he was no better than the kid - the quicksand jaw was so close to him that he threw his paintbrush away. Ramov felt that if it hadn't been for the fact that Herutia had dragged him at the last moment, he would probably have to go to sketch in the stomach of quicksand.

"The answer is the sky and the ground. ”

Ramov muttered to himself.

"Bang-"

The sharp teeth were stuck in the rock, and in an instant the rock giant's arm was in front of Ramov.

"From that day on, I finally realized my ideals. ”

Eyes met, Ramov stared condescendingly at the quicksand, which could not move forward.

It wasn't the first time they had fought each other, as Xanoya had not yet created the Engraving, Ramov had failed to stop the quicksand from destroying the walls, and when Herutia was forced to pull him back, he watched as countless monsters poured into the city of Akalandu.

"But I've never talked about it to anyone. ”

Because compared to the lofty ideals of saving the world, creating peace, and pursuing the truth, Ramov felt that it was too embarrassing for him to say it, and his colleagues had their own ambitions, and he ......

He is a man who is determined to live to the finale.

He will live as long as the Church exists, and if one day the Church withdraws from human history and the Bards' depictions of the Knights of the Round Table cease, that will be the day Ramov-Lancelot disappears.

Until then, the imperial capital doesn't want to ask for his graffiti, and the bakery doesn't want to lose his nostalgic guest.

"As for you, don't you want to take another step forward!"

The fist shrouded in Bai Yan fell heavily on the roof of the quicksand's jaw, and this seemingly inconspicuous punch actually hit the quicksand's body dozens of times that of Ramov to the ground, and when the quicksand fell, a huge rock spike rose from the ground. With the sharp hiss of quicksand, spikes pierced its tail pincers.

The Inquisitors who had arrived at the scene happened to see this shocking scene, and he even had some difficulty accepting Ramov's transformation.

Before he took the oath to join the Church, he was often heard of the prestige of Ramov-Lancelot, and his reputation among bards was innumerable:

Such as a resolute man on a large floor.

The most reliable umbrella for the people of Holutia.

Later, however, the Inquisitors discovered that the Lord Ramov, whom they had once admired, turned out to be a negative example of a random skipper who liked to graffiti on the walls of the imperial capital.

The Inquisition's eyes lit up. Maybe...... This is the Ramov-Lancelot they admire!

"Question two, what to do after shooting down that guy?"

Ramov stood in mid-air, his body as motionless as a towering mountain.

"Pursuit!" replied the Inquisitor without thinking, this time with confidence in his voice like never before.

"Fart!"

Then Ramov gave the Inquisitors a slap in the face: "The correct answer is...... Hurry up!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ramov had already disappeared from the eyes of the Inquisitors, leaving behind a terrifying roar from the utterly enraged quicksand.