A foreigner's journey

Round Table Hall, a place where the faded people hide away from time and space, has become a battlefield.

Perhaps the faded people gathered here are all skilled and well-known figures in the entire border area, but they are not as good as the Knights of the Round Table.

The Knights of the Round Table have been greatly strengthened in the Elden Ring World, not only in terms of weapons and armor, but more importantly, they have learned the unique combat skills and magic of this world, and some Knights of the Round Table have their own knights and warrior followers.

The Knights of the Night are dressed in black clothes and black robes, holding black swords and black halberds. When they move quickly in the halls and corridors of the Round Table Hall, their black robes flutter like ghosts, a real template of the Ringwraiths of the Lord of the Rings.

Even if more than half of the Knights of the Night go to the Holy Snow Field to protect Millicent and it is inconvenient to ride horses in the Round Table Hall, the remaining Knights of the Night are still a force that cannot be underestimated.

Several night knights surrounded the magician Roger and the dead sleeping girl Fia, and stabbed them with a few swords, making them bloody and limp on the ground.

Roger's proud pyroxene magic could not even knock down a night knight. Under the enhancement of the Knight God Summoning Stone, the various values ​​of these night knights have been improved, and their magic resistance has also increased significantly.

Unlike the round table hall in the game, the round table hall here is much larger, with a large number of corridors, rooms and halls divided into upper and lower layers, and the central blessing is the core to form this complex building structure.

The round table knights acted quickly and quickly occupied most of the area.

The hybrid blacksmith Xiugu, who was locked in shackles, sat on the ground. Although he was afraid, he still insisted on opening his calloused and deformed hands to protect a blonde girl behind him.

"Mr. Xiugu..." The blonde girl Roderica sobbed and curled up behind the hybrid blacksmith, like a little girl seeking her father's protection.

In front of them, a Night Knight raised the sharp blade in his hand without mercy and was about to stab.

Blacksmith Xugu closed his eyes, Queen Marika... I am afraid that I can no longer fulfill the oath I made to you. But if you can hear me, please save the girl behind me!

"Stop."

Just then, a resolute male voice came from not far away. Upon hearing this, the Night Knight immediately put down his weapon and silently stepped aside.

Galahad, wearing a dark purple armor, strode over with a huge round shield and a red long sword. Judging from the little blood on his body, he must have just killed a faded one.

He looked down at the strange "father and daughter" and asked after a few seconds:

"You don't look like faded people, tell me your identity."

The blacksmith Xiugu swallowed hard and said tremblingly:

"I... my name is Xiugu, a captive imprisoned here, obeying orders to forge weapons for the Round Table Hall.

My lord, I am an ugly and lowly hybrid, and it is not a pity to die. But this girl, Roderica, is a good child. She has never participated in anything that makes her hands stained with blood and filth. She just listened to the words of me, an old hybrid, and learned the art of tuning spirits. Please have mercy on her!"

"Mr. Xiugu!" Roderica cried even harder, and grabbed the blacksmith Xiugu's arm full of scales and short horns with snot and tears.

Galahad sheathed the red sword and shook his head slightly: "Your lives do not belong to you or me now, but to my lord. Everything has to wait for the lord to decide. Before that, you should stay here."

Lord? Because the blacksmith Xugu was always shackled in the corner of the corridor and was not allowed to move freely, he did not witness the shocking scene of the lowest level Heather leading the army to invade the round table hall.

In Xugu's view, Galahad, who can make the Knights of the Night obey his orders, can be regarded as a candidate for the king with a king's character. He is a top powerhouse comparable to Sir Baizhi, Dragon Lancer Vic, and Blood Word Knight Yunohoslau.

He really couldn't imagine who else could make such a great hero bow down. Could it be that some demigod led the army into the round table hall?

Bang!

The complicated and luxurious door was violently knocked open, and Sir Baizhi rushed into the room in a hurry. This is his residence in the Round Table Hall, with candles and old papers and books scattered or piled up everywhere.

He quickly opened the drawer and frantically searched inside, and soon he found a catalyst for casting spells.

Then he pushed away all the stacked papers on the big table, looking for a medium for prayer.

He was too careless. He relaxed his guard because he was in the Round Table Hall and didn't even bring weapons and mediums. Who that person is, why he broke into the Round Table Hall, and how he could block the access to the Round Table Hall, these things are no longer important for the time being.

The most important thing now is to repel the enemy!

He held the catalyst in his hand, grabbed the Baizhi Scepter at his waist, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you relieved now?"

The teasing sound in the room made Sir Baizhi stiffen.

Heather was sitting comfortably on a large chair in the corner of the room, crossing her legs and flipping through a book full of annotations. She said without raising her head:

"I didn't even notice that there were multiple people in the room when I entered. Am I too inconspicuous or are you too nervous? My lord, relax."

Pah! He closed the book and put it on the desk next to the chair, dusted off the cover of the book, and stood up with a smile:

"You've been looking for me, and now I'm here. You should be happy.

Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my humble name is Heather."

Heather! He is Heather!

Sir Baizhi, who has always relied on the "eyes and ears" scattered in the border area to obtain information, this is the first time he has seen Heather's face. He can't help but tighten the Scepter of Baizhi in his hand.

"It seems that no matter how much explanation there is, it's useless. Even I, Sir Baizhi, I'm afraid I can't convince you to leave the round table hall."

Sir Baizhi walked slowly around the huge table, leaving enough space between himself and Heather.

Heather was unaware of this, and was still admiring the countless books on the large bookcase in the room with her hands behind her back: "That's right, since I'm here, I can't return empty-handed."

"Is that so... Then I can only ask you to die!"

Sir Baizhi took the initiative and waved the Scepter of Baizhi in his hand to activate the Kalia Circle Array magic. A large number of magic swords shining with blue-green light emerged from the air, each of which was enough to kill a Gerick knight instantly.

"NONONO, I wouldn't act rashly if I were you."

Heather turned his head and shook his finger.

What? Sir Baizhi suddenly realized that the tips of all the Kalia magic swords were pointing at him. If he continued to cast magic to launch the Kalia magic sword circle, he would be shot into a sieve by the spell he cast.

Heather turned around and hooked his finger. All the Kalia magic swords flew to his side, tamed like a domestic puppy.

Not only the Kalia magic sword, Sir Baizhi only felt that the Baizhi Scepter and magic catalyst in his hand were extremely heavy, and he could no longer hold them. They fell to the ground with a clang, as if they didn't want to be controlled by Sir Baizhi to fight against the Supreme Lord.

What kind of terrible power is this... It can actually affect [weapons]! Sir Baizhi's old face behind the Ringwraith helmet was full of astonishment and panic.

"Okay, okay, you are all good kids."

Haise looked at Sir Baizhi with a smile:

"Now, let's talk."