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Duke Buckle's eyes narrowed, and the spearhead was pointed at Char.

"It's that arrogant imp over there, who the hell do you dare to shout at the meeting of the nobles. Do you think this is a rally!?"

Char turned a blind eye and listened to it, and was not too lazy to talk nonsense about Duke Bakir.

was so arrogant that King Arthur couldn't stand it, so he had to reluctantly take the initiative to explain it to Char.

Taking this opportunity, King Arthur also officially introduced Char to everyone present.

King Arthur said, "Archduke Buckle, the imp you speak of is not such a foolish being. Although he has some flaws in character, he is a veritable hero of Great Britain. In the battle of the Fris, thanks to his command, we were able to defeat the Frisian army with 2,000 remnants versus 8,000 high-morale troops. ”

As soon as these words came out, Grand Duke Bakkel jumped on the spot. It turned out to be this little ghost, and when I heard Wu'er talk about it, I thought I was joking how it could be so young. Now it seems that it is really a reality, and the orderly combat method and the new way of issuing orders are indeed not talents that ordinary people can cultivate.

Could it be that the imp named Char was the illegitimate son of the nobleman of that side?" thought to Archduke Bakir. However, whether it is or not, it does not affect his bad impression of Char.

In contrast, the composure of Archduke Bakkel and the group of nobles behind him with expressions as if they had seen ghosts.

Char's record is definitely a brilliance that this group of idiots will never want to touch in their lifetime. They can often be defeated in equal numbers and high morale, let alone in an epic victory when the difference in numbers is almost fourfold...... To these nobles, it was as far away as myths and legends.

So many nobles on the spot looked at Char differently.

Those eyes with green light were as if they were looking at some rare beast......

"I see—but even the heroes of Great Britain are in no way qualified to speak out at this aristocratic council. What's more, I heard that this person is only a wandering knight, so he is even less qualified to stay here!

Four sword-wielding guards walked over on the spot, grabbed Char and took him out.

King Arthur frowned and hurriedly said, "Wait! Now that Char is a hero of Great Britain, he is naturally qualified to join the Council of Nobles. Order your guards to stand back at once, it's a great disrespect to the hero!"

Bakr raised his head and replied coldly: "Then, if he is a hero, can he wantonly insult the grand duke of a country, and even make indiscriminate actions against the respected king? I am not disrespectful to save face for the king!"

King Arthur glared, gritted his teeth and almost burst out.

But this time...... Obviously, whether it is Grand Duke Bakr, King Arthur, or the Knights of the Round Table, they definitely want to ignore Char's attitude and actions next.

Of all the people present, Lancelot was probably the only one who could guess what Char would do next.

But he just stood beside King Arthur with a smile, and didn't seem to have any sense of reminding him.

- Phew!

The cold light flashed, and the upper was not afraid of the sky, and the lower was not afraid of the ground. Since he came to this world, he has not taken anyone seriously, arrogant and even a little dead, but his strength and superiority are recognized by this world. Char smiled and drew his sword on the spot and swept away.

He's a draco. D. Char, he acted without hesitation or hesitation! What was decided was the arrangement of fate, and the will of heaven could not be resisted!

Puff~

The four heads were slashed by a sword, and blood spurted like pillars throughout the venue.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, and the bastards over there. You dare to make an attack on me without permission, can you afford this price?!"

After killing people, Char, who did not waver at all, stood in place with his sword.

He tilted his head and stared at ArchDuke Buckle with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Give me a good ear, wild dog. I'm not the Knights of the Round Table's bunch of legalistic fools, nor am I King Arthur's kind of harassment that for some reason had to endure your harassment. I'm strong, I'm smart, and your plan is as childish and ridiculous as a three-year-old in front of me. ”

"But it's not a bad thing, a little sooner to let King Arthur behind me realize the cruelty of reality can make her grow up faster. However, you, a third-class who doesn't know how to live or die, dare to attack me...... Don't think it's easy to forget. ”

Char flipped over with the sword in one hand and threw out a sword flower.

Shook the blood from the sword to the ground.

At this time, Archduke Backer, who had been completely protected by the noble knights, had a distorted expression on his face. He didn't expect Char to say that if he kills, he would kill people, and he didn't blink his eyes. That kind of unscrupulous style of doing things makes Archduke Buckle, who is accustomed to being cautious every step, feel helpless.

But the most important thing now is to look at the little ghost's expression as if he hasn't killed enough. Bloodshot eyes were looking back and forth at his body, finally locking onto his right arm.

“...... Even if it's interest. Char whispered.

In the next second, he rushed out in an instant, and at the same time released a suppressed and violent red dragon aura.

The noble knights were waiting for them.

But when Char rushed in front of them, they suddenly seemed to see a huge dragon head open its mouth in the burning flames, and let out a terrifying roar at them.

The noble knights were half frightened to death by the sudden appearance of the dragon, and the action they had planned to meet suddenly stopped.

And taking advantage of this time, Char swept away thousands of troops and kicked all the noble knights who were in the way out.

Don't underestimate just this kick. The strength of the flesh transformed by the blood of the red dragon is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and if you are figuratively kicked by Char's foot at this time, it is like being hit head-on by a truck traveling at 60 kilometers per hour.

On the spot, the noble knights let out a scream, and they all flew out with the sound of the ribs on their chests shattering.

"Damn you——!"

Smack, before Grand Duke Bakir could finish speaking, suddenly an extremely powerful force came from his neck and strangled him. He then lifted him up and hung him in the air.

The tip of a sharp sword slowly stretched out until the pupils of Grand Duke Bakir stopped less than 5 cm away.

The situation suddenly changed, and everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

King Arthur hurriedly shouted, "Stop Char! The other party is the Grand Duke of the Kingdom, and he can't be so ......."

However, what he didn't expect was that Lancelot, who was close by, actually stopped King Arthur's intentions. He deliberately blocked King Arthur's view with his own body so that she could not see what was happening in front of her.

"Calm down, King Arthur, and read on, the man is saving the country in his own way...... Or maybe you. ”

Lancelot's face was serious, and his eyes flashed with admiration as he looked at the domineering figure in the field.

"What are you talking about, Lancelot, if you continue like this, Char will become a great sinner in Great Britain. Even if it has the name of saving Britain, it is an act of open treason to attack the Grand Duke of a country. King Arthur, who was sitting on the throne, said loudly with a panicked expression on his face.

Bedwell, the Knights of the Round Table, who had been silent, spoke.

"If that's the case, maybe it's the right man to fall into. ”

"Bedwell?!" King Arthur shouted in surprise, turning his head.

"King Arthur, please recognize the reality. Great Britain is now a foregone conclusion, and it is pointless for you to quarrel with Archduke Bakkel here. From the moment Char appeared and saw through his plan, Grand Duke Backer's rebellious intentions have been made public, and the last basis for negotiation between you and him has been lost, and there is only the purest competition to follow, but we are far inferior to Grand Duke Bakr in terms of power and money, and our defeat is only a matter of time. ”

"Actually, from the moment when three-fifths of the nobility of the country stood in the Grand Duke of Bakr. The foundation of our aristocratic state is gone, and if it weren't for King Arthur's great prestige among the knights, perhaps Archduke Bakel would not have appeared here today, let alone come to negotiate with you in person. ”

At this point, Lancelot interjected.

"This is probably what Char said about the poor dagger. Hmm, that's an apt description. ”

"No, I think the idiom might be more appropriate. ”

“...... What does that mean?"

Char said he didn't bother to explain, so I didn't ask. ”

"And how do you know it's a better word?"

"I don't know, but I just don't want you to be here alone. ”

“............”

Lancelot twitched the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, this guy who stared at himself with horizontal eyebrows and raised eyebrows still remembered the previous sentence. Doesn't that mean that he is verbose like a woman......?