The war broke out again, but this time, the originally decadent knights have changed their mental outlook.

The fighting spirit generated by the combination of grief and hope is naturally very terrifying. Even Galahad, who has always been cautious on weekdays, began to feel that this upcoming battle would not be lost.

The enemy who has sufficient combat power on his side, but who is originally small in number and mainly relies on elite and fighting spirit to win, is as helpless as the knights of the past.

Even, their commander was gone, and only an adjutant was sent to command. And the number of enemies seems to have become even smaller.

"Galahad...... Detected. ”

≌，a■nshub⊙a.

With Merlin's help, the ritual that would have taken a long time to complete Gareth was solved in just a few hours. In the mirror-like liquid, it was not Galahad's cold face that was reflected, but the current state of the enemy army.

Without the slightest fighting spirit, the soldiers even made Galahad wonder if they had been improvised from the side of the road. Such an army, let alone fighting, I am afraid that it will have to run away a lot just by going to the battlefield.

As the commander of the First Army, his former friend, and now his enemy, Dagonit, did not even wear armor, but sat on the stone with his sword in his hand and sighed.

She had studied martial arts with her, but perhaps because she was not outstanding in all aspects of her ability or appearance, she did not achieve anything that could make her superior.

If she hadn't known her, Galahad would have even thought she was just an ordinary creep.

When she had the privilege of being the adjutant of the paladin Augie, Galahad was invited to celebrate with her. I didn't expect ...... Heaven even gave her the opportunity to do so. It's actually just a scam.

"Is that an acquaintance of yours?"

Ranmarok interrupted Galahad's musings. "It's rude, but you can't be merciful on the battlefield. ”

"I know, so I'm just sighing. ”

Galahad let out an incomprehensible sigh and looked at the Knights of the Round Table who had gathered behind him.

After hearing the news that the front line was going to fight, these "Knights of the Round Table" immediately exploded, and together with those knights under them, they engaged in a three-way chaotic battle in an almost childish way, with a very simple purpose. Naturally, it was to end the actual combat simulation that suddenly lost its meaning faster.

After all, the real battlefield is always better than the simulated battlefield. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck that Bedwell won the battle with her intriguing title as a female hooligan and her bluffing momentum. Although even she herself doesn't care about that kind of victory or defeat anymore.

The current "Knights of the Round Table" have all arrived, the coaches are Lancelot and Galahad, and the rest of the "Knights of the Round Table" are all equal. Bedwell, Gareth, Bowes. Ranmaroke, Percival. Tristan, Gawain. In addition to Merlin, who joined later, he would basically only be with Lancelot.

It's an impossible battle to lose, and Galahad was sure of that early on.

"The enemy doesn't seem to have any fighting spirit at all, and this should be an opportunity. ”

"If you only ride lightly, speed up and move quietly, it is possible to launch a surprise attack, Galahad, do you want to give it a try?" ”

“...... We'd love to accompany you. ”

Galahad stood up without showing weakness, "How about one person leading a hundred light horsemen, and then the support will be handed over to Lancelot?"

"Hey, you two wait, wait, wait. ”

It was Bowes, who hurriedly squeezed through the wall, and judging by her already furlen brow, she might have been somewhat approved by the knights.

"Don't rush to attack just yet, it would be weird if this mirror-like thing showed a real scene. ”

"Don't question my magic ......"

"What! How dare you speak ill of the old lady's magic!?"

"No, no, no, I'm not saying that magic is weird, it's not like I've never seen strange magic. ”

Bowes shook her head with a wry smile, "I'm talking about the enemies, they are too few in number, and ...... Something strange. Because I had served in the knights' ranks, and I had known some friends who had rebelled later, and I had fought a few times in the battles that followed, but this time it was supposed to be the team of their commander Dagonit, and I didn't notice any of my friends at all...... It's like they're all new. So Gareth, can you please change the angle and let me see?"

“...... No problem. ”

Gareth grimaced, her magic really seemed to have become a navigator.

"It's strange that there isn't one. ”

Bowes muttered as she watched the swirling screen, "I really haven't found anyone I know except for Dagonit." Speaking of which, have you ever heard of an unwritten rule in the military?"

"Ahhh ”

Bedwell was anxious to go to war, and naturally he couldn't withstand such a toss.

"Don't worry. Galahad gagged Bedwell, after all, among these paladins who had really been in the knight team for a long time, Bowes was the only one, so she should know the most about the internal affairs of the team.

Words from others......

This kind of ...... Bedwell is a street thug, Gawain is a nobleman, Gareth is said to be a wandering foreigner, the Ranmarok trio farms outside the city, and Lancelot is the daughter of a hotel owner.

...... What a bizarre knight of the Round Table.

"Just ask, you're the only one here who knows the military best. ”

"Well, it's actually not a vicious regulation, it's just that in the eyes of the superiors, it's just 'making the best use of things'. Leaving the elite troops alone, and then dividing some of the weakest teams to drag them to the front line, of course, is not used to kill the enemy, but is only responsible for delaying time. Because it's some useless team, it's not a pity to lose it, and in this desperate situation, even a really weak team can hold out for a long time because of will. ”

Bowes pulled her hair, "Well, I'm good, I belong to the kind of genre that doesn't go up or down, but this time the enemy seems to be playing this set." Because you see, they don't have the fighting spirit at all? Even Dagonit, maybe she's on the outcast. ”

"Then what are you waiting for? Attack! Beat her to her knees and beg for mercy. ”

"Bedwell, please say less. ”

Although he didn't think that Dagonet was a man who would kneel and beg for mercy, Galahad was still a little reluctant to go immediately.

Maybe it's really a real enemy of a former friend, or is it for some other reason?

“...... Since such tactics are used, maybe they are just a decoy, and the real elite is ambushed in the middle of the road. I think it's better to think again. What do you think, Ranmaroke?"

“......”

Yes, it's really just an excuse to avoid making enemies with your friends. It wasn't until I really went to the battlefield that I realized that the first battle was so hard and unbearable.

Although he used to be not affiliated with the Cavaliers, he knew a lot of friends in it, and now, he wants to be their enemy. There can be no mercy, because war is only between enemies and allies. Slackness and compromise will only result in losing one's own life.

I used to say that the knight's sword can only face evil, not friends, but I didn't expect it to start slapping my face so soon?

"Ahh

Bedwell's dissatisfied voice, some of which made Galahad feel a lot more comfortable, "Hey, don't make a mistake, our current army is much better in number, momentum, and equipment than the other side, and with me, even if there is really an ambush on the other side, I can beat her back! I am the strongest female war...... Ah, knightess. ”

“...... Ahem, if you have such confidence, then you should be a pioneer!"

After a brief silence, Galahad had never made a determination before, "Bedwell, you go and take the swiftest horses, and join the dozens of old knights in the army as the advance troops. ”

"Yes, well, this is Galahad, what the hell was that. ”

Bedwell clenched her fists, she was the flame of the Knights of the Round Table, rushing to the front, burning a thorn in the way.

"Lancelot and I are also light cavalry, and she and I are the boss anyway, so at least let's get there first to improve our momentum. ”

“......”

The sword will cleave through the barren land through which the flames pass, and it is the duty of the water to wash them away.

"Ranmaroke, please let you, Percival and Tristan be in charge of the two wings, after all, it is better to prevent trouble before it happens, and if there is really an ambush, it is convenient to deal with it. ”

"Leave it to me, no one is better at guarding than we are. ”

The hunter takes his eagle dog with him to guard against any danger that may come at any time.

"Sir Gawain, please move steadily with Bowes, as the main force. Even if our advance force pursues speed, there will be no mistakes. ”

"Well, that's good. I wanted to fight at noon, but it was still too ungraceful. I accepted, this order. ”

"Hmm...... Hey, I've been divided in the middle again......"

The sun and the will provide absolute back-up support.

"Finally, it's Gareth, you stay here, and if anything happens, you can contact Knight Captain Dorana at any time, otherwise our hasty decision will not be appropriate. ”

“...... Well. ”

The serpent will be waiting in the rear, waiting at any time, conveying orders.

Galahad firmly believes that such a team is absolutely impossible to lose. Because......

"Then, Knights of the Round Table, go on the expedition!" (to be continued......)