Here it is, once hesitant, but now a formidable enemy.

Dagonit glanced at his confused subordinates again, there was no way to do anything, if he was already confused, who else would be determined?

His own prefect, Augie, wanted to eliminate these poor people who really believed in the church in this way. It's called blocking, but it's really abandoned. Really, whoever says it sounds so good.

Captain Augie has also changed, and he is in exactly the same state as the Knight Chief Alicia. Obviously, there is no need to fight for such a person who has lost his initial firm faith.

&nb≈wan≈book≈ロba,anshub ↖≈a.sp; However, the task of a soldier is to obey orders, even if there are doubts in their hearts.

"Get up and meet the enemy. ”

Dagonit commanded, watching his subordinates move mechanically like the walking dead.

They are not weak, but they feel extremely confused. If you can...... If the guy who came here can really call the shots...... At least let these confused "betrayers" return to the arms of the church.

The smoke and dust were slightly raised, and there were not many people coming, and in normal times, it was completely possible to deal with Cheng Dù, but now it also seemed precarious. Who is the commander of this advance force? If it's Dorana...... If it were her, maybe she could use her sacrifice in exchange for some benefits.

Figures gradually appeared in Dagonit's field of vision, fast light cavalry, and horses without iron armor were galloping wantonly, raising puffs of smoke and dust. The generals......

What the hell! Actually jumped off the horse!?

"Yo. Rush me, little ones!"

Far away. Dagonit could even hear the shouts of bandits, but judging by the white armor they were wearing, they were real paladins.

Who the hell is this guy, a face he has never seen, and the original church has never heard of such a person, could it be that the "Knights of the Round Table"?

"Meet the enemy! Position yourself, we are still soldiers no matter what!"

As the formation unfolded, Dagonit also saw the face of the red-haired general who seemed to be familiar.

A one-sided old acquaintance. Bedwell, who had also been locked up in a confinement cell on credit a few times. Did this guy actually become a knight?

Quite decent, though, at least.

"Stop, stop!"

Bedwell stopped the knights who were about to charge, and looked at Dagonit's face for a long time, such an embarrassing but strange scene, no one dared to come out to stop it.

"That...... Hey, do I know you?"

“...... What do you say?"

Dagonit suddenly felt amused, "The last time you gave confinement." It's the door I locked. ”

"You...... Who's the one who patrols all day. ”

"Dagonit. Anyway, congratulations. Bedwell, the orphans you volunteered to support are finally free of food and drink. ”

Dagonit suddenly relaxed, compared to the past, the current role reversal made her feel a little bleak, but even so, she still drew her sword, "Don't say I bullied you with a sword, anyway, you are unhanded." Bedwell, grant me a request. ”

“......”

"These guys behind me are not traitors as you call them, just a group of believers who have been deceived by Alicia's lies to the point of despair, so ...... If my life could be exchanged for ......"

"Ahh ”

“......”

Sure enough, it seems that there is only one way to deal with "traitors" after all. However, even if they are so confused, they are still holding on to the ridiculous "orders". They shouldn't have died.

There is no other way, it seems that it can only ......

"I'm angry when I see you so depressed. ”

“...... What?"

"I said, you guys with low eyes and low hands, you don't even have a good standing posture so far, and you still talk about fighting, and you, you, you, you...... Well, what's it called, anyway, look at you, you're all dead, I'm embarrassed to hit you. ”

The black lines of "...... Dagonit" crossed Dagonit's face, and a slight, slightly bitter smile sounded around him.

"The old man who raised me when I was a child told me that bowing your head in order to survive is just a big, don't you shout all day long about faith and faith? What's wrong, when you bow your head for faith, you will be cowardly? It is so difficult to admit a mistake? Or is it not good that your face is expensive?"

"Hey, Bedwell......"

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you surrender. To be honest, you guys have done a lot of 'good things' before, and you can't do it without teaching you a lesson. ”

Bedwell began to clench his fists with a clatter, "Hey, little ones listen to me, take the sword down, and we'll use our fists to beat these face-saving souls!"

"But sir. ”

"Where's the!" turned around, and the guy who came to dissuade him ran back with the bag on his head.

"Hey, listen, that ...... What's it called, huh...... I'm not in charge of receiving the surrendered guys, that's Galahad's business, and I'm only given orders to beat people. You can take whatever weapon you like, and I'll let you know one thing anyway...... Hey, what's our name!"

"Knights of the Round Table...... Ha, that's ......."

The uniform shouts echoed in Dagonit's ears, and the fellows, without a trace of confusion, always felt that their side had been healed by Bedwell's rough way.

I said...... Can you pull down the bottom and go back to church for a few more years?"

"Sir, you probably can't even keep the official, we are nothing. ”

"That's it...... I guess you're going to be sent to pick up dung, sir. ”

"Okay, shut up, the first thing I really picked was to pour it on your head. ”

With an inexplicable sense of relief, Dagonit threw away the saber at his waist, "The swords are all thrown away." There are a lot of us. Show that female rascal. Who has the hardest fists?"

......

The fast horses were galloping, and because they could not act without scruples like Bedwell, Galahad was slightly behind Bedwell, who was in the first place. Lancelot didn't seem to be very good at horseback riding, but only floated and flew in the air with Merlin's help.

"At this point in time, it should have already clashed......"

Galahad muttered as he turned to Merlin in the sky and asked, "Lord Merlin, please? ”

"I said, don't use me as a pager, damn it. ”

Merlin grumbled. On the other hand, he still honestly contacted Gareth, who was observing the battlefield from far behind, "Little guy, Galahad wants to know the situation at the front line. ”

"The two armies have met, and Bedwell and Dagonit have begun to clash...... Oh no, it's a hand-to-hand ......."

“...... Which side has the upper hand!?"

Galahad asked, but it stands to reason that Bedwell would never feel "scared."

"Hmm...... At the moment it's evenly matched, but you'll soon find out what the details are. Next is the notice from all the Knights of the Round Table. Ranmaro, Percival, Tristan. The three of you don't need to continue to be vigilant, there are no ambushes on both sides. Please join Galahad immediately. Gawain, Bowes, please hurry up, this is not a vacation. Above. ”

"It's evenly matched, and it looks like the other side still has some fighting spirit. ”

Galahad whipped his horsewhip, "Hurry up and support Bedwell's advance force!"

There were also traces of smoke and dust on the left and right sides, presumably it was the troops of Lan Ma Lock's party, and if the three strands converged, victory would naturally not be a problem. Anyway, the kind of guy in Bedwell is not a person who will fail lightly.

However, Galahad's thinking has changed as the distance has gradually closed. If anything, it's a little weird.

In such an open place, the sound could often be heard far away, but in that cloud of smoke, Galahad heard Bedwell's unusually "heroic" laughter.

Why does it feel like the same sound as street hooligans beating each other?

Ignoring the danger, Galahad sped up his horsepower, but after rushing into the smoke, he saw a strange scene.

All of them...... It's really everyone, they're fighting with their fists, and their weapons are being thrown aside. In what was clearly Bedwell's home field, there was already a large wailing crowd of wretched bastards around her.

The high-intensity battle not only didn't make Bedwell feel tired, but she laughed even more heartbrokenly.

What are you doing, have you walked into the ancient wrestling ring!?

"Oh, Galahad finally got you there. ”

With a wave of his hand, Bedwell was hammered to the bridge of his nose, "You come and deal with it, these guys are all going to surrender." ”

"Ah, surrender...... No, why is that! Explain Bedwell!"

The large army behind has all arrived, but no matter who they are, they are all full of black lines after seeing such a scene.

"What the hell are you up to!?"

"It's not a trick, it's just that this guy said he was going to surrender. ”

Bedwell said and gestured to Dagonit, who was lying on the ground. The blue nose and swollen face made her look a little funny, but the opposite was her relieved smile.

No, it's not just her, everyone who falls is smiling like this, as if a burden in their hearts has been lifted.

Bedwell, on the other hand, was like a true victor, clenching his fists while continuing to throw himself into the rhythm of fighting others.

...... Either way, it should be considered a ...... Solved, right?

“...... I've finally met someone who can communicate well. ”

Just when Galahad was puzzled, Dagonit, who was lying on the ground panting, said, "Galahad, let's say it first, I won't pick up the after surrendering." ”

(Well, I can't think of anything else anyway, although this sudden surrender is really like a traitor...... But I didn't feel any disobedience. ）

(The next one is the classic Arthurian plot, so look forward to it.) (To be continued......)