In a sense, the battle that Galahad will never forget in his life is over, and although the result should have ended in a draw, even Bedwell, who is very obsessed with the concept of victory and defeat, did not complain about such a result.

Percival and Tristan worked together like a single person, Ranmarok's tight marksmanship, and Lancelot's overwhelming strength with no effort to defeat three enemies with a weapon at his disposal.

In contrast, it seems that it was Bedwell who dragged her back with herself.

Originally, he thought that the battle would continue the next day until a winner was decided, but to Galahad's surprise, instead of receiving such a similar notice the next day, he received a message that was almost like a bolt from the blue.

Why? It's not that you didn't lose, but you draw? If you lose, no one will complain if you leave willingly, but if you tie...... Could it be that the closer cooperation of the other party is more prominent?

With a lot of questions, Galahad arrived at the designated place. But here, like her who was puzzled, she had gathered around a lot of would-be knights with doubts on their faces. One of them even complained with a sad face, why did she come here when she was the winner.

Is it because this uncalm appearance is not suitable for victory? No, we have to ask another question, "Knights of the Round Table", what is it that is being examined? Isn't it only martial arts and reaction that can be reflected in a simple victory?

"Hey! ”

Bedwell waved his hand as usual, and ah, in such a time of annoyance, you can see the smiling face of the fool without haze. It's a kind of healing.

"Oh. You've chosen this too. Well, your last sword yesterday was really beautiful. ”

Bedwell said in a matter-of-fact tone, and began to make a gesture with his hand, "Such a big piece of land, you have been lifted up for you, you guy, why don't you tell me if you hide the killer weapon." ”

"It's coming, it's the same Galahad yesterday. ”

"Really. A sword lowered the horizon by a few centimeters, which I couldn't do. ”

“...... You ......"

Sensing the gathering of more and more would-be knights, Galahad's palms began to sweat, but Bedwell's idiot-like smile calmed her down a little.

"Controlling the groundwater, thus driving the soil, is just a little trick, see the laughter. ”

"Even so, it's a brilliant move. I admire it. ”

It was Ranmarok who stepped forward, and he was also a person he respected very much. In terms of personality, the same rigorous and serious Ranmarok. It's more like a friend you'll make deeply...... It's not like some hot-blooded.

After exchanging pleasantries and reporting their lives, all the "would-be knights" stayed where they were, and the orders they received from Captain Dorana were that even if they were really eliminated, they had to be carried out.

Lancelot was supposed to be the most popular of the people, and yesterday she had won everyone's attention with her one-to-three victory in the middle of the battle, but now she was sitting on a stone eating a large love bento made by her father.

No one dared to disturb her, and I am afraid, in addition to the surprise of yesterday, her unsmiling attitude was also very unapproachable.

"Now, Galahad, why did we lose?"

It's probably because the friendship in the rivers and lakes has finally come to an end, and Bedwell is still honestly lost, "The strongest warrior like me......"

"Okay, if it's eliminated, it's eliminated, don't talk so much. ”

Galahad, who poked the sore spot, was naturally not in a good mood, and seriously, those who stayed on the field were not talented either.

"You say, could it be the complete opposite, in fact, we people have already been condemned?"

"Stupid, what ...... you say"

"It's strange, I guessed before I could open my mouth?"

The little girl who has always cared about?

Galahad hurriedly turned his head, as for what she seemed to have said just now, it had been strategically ignored by Galahad.

That's right, it was the little girl who claimed to be the person in charge of the selection yesterday, who was obviously thin and small, but no one could ignore it.

Bedwell's stupid guy really guessed it!? No, no, it should be a good thing.

"Knights of the Round Table"......

......

"Ahem, everyone, be quiet. ”

Probably because she didn't think it was tall enough, Lilith simply floated low in the air when she stepped on the stone and couldn't see everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you came here today as promised by instinct, and no one was absent, which is really good, and I don't have to re-select it. I'm Lilith, the head of the Knights of the Round Table. ”

"Bedwell is right, you are not the ones who are eliminated, to be honest, the ones who are still competing with each other in the arena to entertain the public are the ones who are eliminated, of course, they also have their uses. With your words, there is no need to test anything, only training and actual combat. ”

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Don't be stupid, the knight is here. ”

Galahad gagged Bedwell, who was just about to cheer.

"Lilith and I have preliminarily selected 109 people, of which there are nine 'Knights of the Round Table', and the remaining 100 are direct knights assigned under the command of the Knights of the Round Table. ”

Dorana said, "Of course, if you have any objections, you can raise them immediately, and we will consider them carefully, but before you belittle someone, you need to have faith beyond her, otherwise, it will be a stain." ”

"Then listen carefully. Lilith said, "The first one is Lancelot, and everyone should have no opinion on her words." ”

Be quiet......

As long as you watched yesterday's competition, most likely no one will have an opinion, after all, it is a character who can fight against three.

"The second one is Bedwell, well, Bedwell's words, I'll make a promise, whoever singles her out will take her place. ”

It's still quiet, Bedwell has long been famous as a female tyrant in the city, and no one wants to risk being injured and quitting.

"The third place is Gawain, this time she was elected with an inspection, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is an apprentice. ”

Ignoring Gawain's grievances, Lilith continued, "Galahad and Ranmarok, their calm judgment of battle is very prominent, and their personalities are relatively calm. Percival and Tristan work well with each other. ”

"Gareth is actually a magician, and in any case, magic is also a type of power, so he was elected. ”

Although Gareth, who had fought Bowes yesterday, had never used magic, it could not escape Lilith's eyes.

"The last one is Bowes, I think she was originally a paladin. ”

There was a small commotion, and this was probably the only "Knights of the Round Table" who had been questioned in some way.

"Okay, okay, if you don't dare to stand up, just listen to the next task, you can't get a salary comfortably if you are elected, to be honest, your task is more fortunate than the rest of the knights, whether it is emergency rescue or disaster relief or defending the country, it is always you who rush first. Starting tomorrow, you're going to have to work on your skills, so everyone be quiet. Dorana, please send that thing down. ”

"Understood. ”

Something like a scroll was handed over to the designated would-be knights by Dorana one by one, and the scrolls all looked the same, except that the ribbon tied to it had three colors: red, blue, and green, and it seemed that this was supposed to distinguish the candidates.

"Before I do that, I'll give you a little bit of it, so that you have time to prepare. As soon as you get home, find a corner where no one is and secretly open it, inside is the actual combat training plan, of course, the specific content can only be known by yourself, no one can talk nonsense, especially some people who can't control their mouths, if they accidentally leak it, don't report it tomorrow...... Got it?" (To be continued......)