Lost Narrative Poetry

At the critical moment, Matthew gave a low shout, pressed the large cross shield in his hand to the ground, rushed towards him with force, and used the shield slamming combat skills to force Gawain back dangerously, and only then did Bedivere He was able to escape the fate of being almost killed.

"Well done, Matthew...but you have no chance of winning, so give me the shield!"

Gawain, who was forced to retreat, seemed to say in approval, but he showed no intention of holding back at all. He rushed forward to close the distance in a few steps, and the holy sword in his hand slashed hard again in an instant!

The burst of magic power greatly increased the explosive power of his muscles, and as the magic power was injected into the hilt of the sword, the simulated sun in the hilt would activate, and the sword body would also emit a colorful light, extending to the visible range. Following his heavy blow, it turned into a sword energy slash that was visible to the naked eye!

The "Sword of Rotating Victory", the Holy Sword Caventine, although hidden in the shadow of Excalibur in legend, is a holy sword without much description. However, in fact, this holy sword has quite the same power as the King's Holy Sword. The power of approaching is also the sister sword given by the Maiden of the Lake.

Sonorous!

The sword blade struck the cross shield hard and splashed violent sparks. The huge force almost made the girl holding the shield almost burst her hands and jaws, and her arms were numb. The shock wave from the sonic explosion seemed to be split between two people at this moment. It was like a grenade was detonated between people!

She couldn't help but groan, and stepped back four or five steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the scorching earth, before she managed to regain her footing.

Matthew was shocked to discover how much force the Knights of the Round Table represented. Gawain didn't even need to deliberately accumulate force. He just slashed back with his sword, and the heavy pressure he caused to her was like the recoil of a rocket. ...In such a short time and such a limited distance, you can actually swing a high-speed slash that exceeds the sound wave? !

"Ugh, no, it's impossible..."

But even so, the girl still whined in response, determined not to allow herself to give in.

"It's not up to you. I really don't want to hurt you, so give me the shield..." Gawain said coldly, and continued to approach quickly.

"Ma Xiu! Be careful!" Da Vinci suddenly shouted subconsciously and waved his long staff to support Ma Xiu's side.

But just now she was distracted when she heard the sound of piano strings that could penetrate gold and stone. The arrow of vacuum passed by her beautiful face dangerously and dangerously, leaving a shallow trace on her smooth cheeks. There was a trace of blood.

If little Miss Medea hadn't pulled her with quick eyes and hands, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been such a shallow blood mark...

Not far away, Tristan was holding his beloved harp in his arms, like a musician about to play. He closed his eyes and seemed to be listening to something, and whispered in a tone similar to an aria:

"Sorry, two charming ladies, your opponent is me... Although it is a pity, this is my king's will after all. If you must stand in the way, I can only eradicate you... So, let Let’s pull back the curtain.”

"Tristan, you... are disgusting!!" Da Vinci gritted her teeth. Her hunch was indeed correct. The situation had become so bad in an instant!

"Gawain! Stop!" But at this time, Bedivere was already roaring, holding the knight's straight sword tightly with his silver magic prosthetic limb, and started fighting with Gawain again, which somewhat relieved Ma. The pressure of Xiu also made Da Vinci relax.

If Bedivere didn't seem to have other ideas, if Mordred hadn't stood opposite King Arthur as always, preparing to act as a rebellious knight, then Chaldea would really have no chance now. .

However, although the current situation can barely be considered evenly matched, it is not optimistic at all. If this continues, their fate on the Chaldean side is definitely doomed.

So subconsciously, this all-powerful genius looked at the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, who was the person with the highest strength and the most trustworthy among the people present.

"I knew... the Knights of the Round Table might be the least trustworthy."

Facing the civil war that suddenly became chaotic, Scathach, who witnessed the entire scene, rubbed his forehead with a headache, and then calmly looked at the expressionless projection of King Arthur.

"Are you going to interfere? The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows..." The legendary King of Knights seemed to be aware of it, and turned his eyes in her direction without emotion, "I advise you not to interfere in this matter. Don't cause trouble for yourself and the Kingdom of Shadows."

"I'm never afraid of trouble. It's better to say that what I like most is trouble. If you have the ability, you can kill me. That way I will only be more grateful to you..." Smiling gracefully, Scathach gently touched his hand. The crimson magic gun, the slender jade-like fingertips gently slid over the smooth gun body.

"As for the Kingdom of Shadows, it is just a kingdom of the underworld. Apart from the undead, there is only death in that space. Even the sun cannot shine in all year round... Do you really think that I will care about that demonic realm?"

"..."

"..."

It seems that she is a strong person who is alone and has no worries, so she can act as she pleases according to her own ideas. Therefore, she is not threatened by any. She is not even afraid of death, and is even actively pursuing someone who can grant her death. people.

King Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not say anything more. Instead, he turned his eyes to the battlefield over there and nodded with an expression of approval: "Qing Gao Wen, Qing Lancelot, and Qing Tristan, I I'm glad you made the right choice, I will handle the Lord of the Kingdom of Shadows, and I will leave the rest to you."

"King, please rest assured! Our sword is only dedicated to you, and I will personally bring you victory this time!"

Lancelot suddenly said loudly, his face no longer calm, and an unimaginable joy appeared on his face. Obviously just being named and praised like this, he seemed to be greatly encouraged. For a moment, he was even stimulated to burst out. The terrifying power!

The Wuhui Lake was overloaded with light, huge magic power overflowed from the cut surface, and the cyan light was just like the surface of a lake. Mordred couldn't help but groan, and was knocked back two steps by the heavy blow. Before he could react, Lancelot was already roaring and attacking like a crazy beast!

The same was true for the others, as if the King of Knights had given some kind of terrifying buff to the three Knights of the Round Table with a simple sentence. In an instant, they burst out with extremely fanatical emotions and power, suddenly breaking the opponent's rhythm.

The next moment, the King of Knights did not stay any longer, and the transformed projection disappeared directly on the spot.

But this is not the end, but just the beginning, because at the same moment, in the infinitely high sky, there are once again violent and substantial magic wave surges. The energy is condensing, compressing, rolling and surging. Finally focus on one point!

Holy Spear, weigh anchor!

The huge beam of light dropped from the sky, struck straight down, and hit Scathach accurately! Now that it was confirmed that this person was a hidden danger that needed to be solved, the King of Knights was unusually decisive in taking action, not intending to give Scathach a chance to support others.

"The gun at the end?... What a terrifying opponent!" Scathach sighed, and threw the red magic gun in his hand suddenly and hard!

The red lightning went against the trend with a shrill scream, destroying all the atmosphere in its path, turning into a meteor and striking fiercely, and collided with the light beam dropped by the holy spear with incomparable accuracy. The next moment A huge explosion burst out in mid-air!

The brilliance of judgment descended by the Holy Spear was completely shattered by the Crimson Demon Spear!

But the opposite is also true. The crimson magic gun also shattered in an instant and disappeared into ashes, leaving no fragments or powder behind.

And in this deafening loud noise, the air was torn with a thunderous roar, and the magical energy was disordered, turning into violent torrents and traveling around.

Like a huge typhoon sweeping over and exploding, violent shock waves struck in all directions. Under such terrible pressure, even other servants were blown away unprepared, even in a stalemate. In an instant, his posture and state were destroyed by the aftermath.

After all, the sudden wall of high-pressure air spread rapidly, lifting a layer of the ground wherever it passed, and naturally it could also blow their entire bodies away.

Whether it's a group of rebellious knights who are fighting each other like crazy...

Still going back and forth, Gawain, who has clear offensive and defensive positions, is fighting with Matthew and Bedivere...

Or maybe the two orthodox Casters and the harp-wielding Archer, the long-distance competition of magic chord sounds between each other...

They are all results without exception, but this may be Scathach's original intention. After all, King Arthur's Saint Ba is a map cannon strike, and he originally did not want her to support others and interfere with the rhythm of the battlefield... Si Kaha also had no way to separate himself.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows frowned and realized that she had just shattered a holy bolt, and the next holy bolt had already fallen from the sky again and suppressed her location fiercely, so that she would not have time to take action. Interfering in other people's battlefields.

The battle has begun, but she seems to be at a disadvantage all of a sudden - the magic gun is not a magical weapon. Even if it can temporarily resist a holy bolt, it will be a direct loss of one. Although she has prepared multiple magic guns. Guns, but the number is ultimately limited.

But on the opposite side, the King of Knights, who seems to have also reached the realm of gods, doesn't care about consumption. She seems to have infinite magic power, and paired with an artifact like the Ending Spear, it is really terrifying... So when the battle begins, Ska Ha was at a disadvantage.

She didn't even know where the other person was, but the other person could suppress her and beat her indefinitely. This was naturally quite frustrating and full of powerlessness.

But there is no way, even if she can't bear it, she has to bear it, because as the main fighting force, she and King Arthur must restrain each other, instead of standing on the sidelines and watching. In that case, the Chaldean side would have no chance... Moreover, after predicting the future to a certain extent through clairvoyance, Scathach found that there was still a chance of improvement.

I don’t know why, but the magician doesn’t seem to notice what’s going on here, so he won’t interfere, so the situation isn’t too desperate...

What’s more, the champion Assassin seems to be recovering faster than he expected and is on his way...

Taking a deep breath, Scathach soared into the sky, leaving only one sentence: "Hold on! As long as you can hold on, then you will win!"

The next moment, an even greater explosion and roar came from the sky.

And this is not the only one, it is just the beginning. It seems that Scathach's position has been locked in some way. No matter how the Queen of Shadow Kingdom flies and moves, the huge pillar of light will always be extremely accurate. He fell after him, although she still narrowly avoided it.

But the King of Knights obviously didn't care. Her purpose was not to defeat Scathach so easily, but to contain the opponent. As long as Scathach is unable to take action and can only keep dodging, there will be no way to interfere with the rhythm of others on the field.

That's enough.

Because the power of the three Knights of the Round Table is undoubtedly overwhelming compared to the Chaldean side. After all, Matthew's power as a pseudo-server is insufficient, and Bedivere is also recognized as "the only ordinary person among the Knights of the Round Table." Even if the Sword of Victory is in his hand, he will not be able to exert his full strength.

As for Leonardo da Vinci and Little Miss Medea, the two Casters are not in their own workshop positions, so it is difficult to give full play to the true power of magicians. Moreover, the knights opposite are either sword-level or bow-level, and they basically have inherent skills for magic. ——

To be precise, they are all B-level, capable of nullifying magic that can be chanted for less than three verses, and can also withstand the damage caused by major magic and ceremonial spells.

Therefore, the ability of two Casters to work together to deal with Tristan is already the limit. It is also a manifestation of their superb magical attainments and extraordinary awareness of skills... Looking at the whole, only one Mordred can evenly compete with the opponent. Yes, but she is only one person.

The huge air tide visible to the naked eye was surging, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled up and was completely chopped into pieces. The holy barrage bombarded the sea area, shattering small islands one after another, creating vertical sea tides with huge heights, setting off Terrible tsunami.

The remaining ships of the rebels were crying and roaring, and were completely swallowed up by the aftermath of the natural disaster, and were destroyed by the turbulent waves of the trembling ocean.

"Persistence...is victory...woo..."

Matthew whined, holding on to the big cross shield in his hand, but he was still violently attacked by the holy sword user Gawain. Amidst the sonorous sounds and bursts of violent sparks, his body continued to retreat. , both feet have sunk deeply into the ground, dragging out a gully dozens of meters long.

She tried hard to get rid of distracting thoughts, but unconditionally believed in what Miss Scathach just said, thinking that Miss Scathach must have a way, and what she had to do now was to persist and try to defend against Mr. Gawain's attack and prevent him from using his shield. Take away.

"Wishful thinking! In this case, I will fulfill your wish..." Gawain shouted angrily, seizing the opportunity to release a slash, but was once again blocked by the shining silver arm.

"Bedivere! What are you doing!" Gawain, who was blocked again, roared angrily. He turned his attack and frantically launched a sword storm at the viola knight.

The pale-faced Bedivere was panting and his body was trembling slightly. The huge load placed on his body by using the Silver Arm many times has caused him to have sequelae. After all, he is still an ordinary person, and he is not a Servant at all... …

But even so, he still tried hard to block the violent attack, and glared at his former colleagues: "I should be the one to ask you this, Gawain! What are you doing?! Aren't we all companions before? Are you alive?"

"Not now! Since you have chosen to stand in front of the king, your identity can only be the enemy!" Prince Charming, who was burning like the sun, roared and struck down the killer without hesitation, slashing at a high speed that surpassed the sound waves to instantly tear him apart. The atmosphere cracked, and the surrounding air was shattered in an instant.

"you……?!"

Bedivere blocked this heavy blow, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the noble knight in front of him with shock and anger, who had turned into a beast, and looked confused.

"Save it! Bedivere, we will stand in front of you and become the cornerstone of the pure white thousand-year kingdom that the king wants to establish! No matter what, we must become the sword of my king!" Gawain seemed to be even angrier and violent than him. The offensive has no intention of stopping at all.

As long as this is the case, as long as this is the case! As long as the king's ideal can be realized!

"Are you...are you really still a knight? There is something wrong with the king's current situation, and the king wants to destroy the world!" Bedivere looked frightened and angry, but also heartbroken, "This is obviously wrong, true loyalty cannot be It should be like this... Let me ask you, what is your sword?"

"Needless to say! Of course we are knights!" It seemed that this sentence touched the most painful point in his heart. Gawain, who was touched by the reverse scale, roared, "We are all useless knights! From now on! You are not qualified from the beginning... Do you think I don’t know what you said? Do you think I don’t know there is something wrong with the king’s situation?”

"But! So what?! Bedivere, you don't know how jealous I am of you. You have been given the honor of a knight that belongs only to you and has not been given to any of us! You who guarded the king's deathbed at the end, It’s impossible to understand us!”

"Wha, what?!" Bedivere, who was almost knocked down by the violent attack, couldn't understand Gawain's suddenly ferocious expression and that terrifying look in his eyes.

"That is to say, you will not understand how happy we are now... to have another chance to offer our sword and loyalty to the king, even if it is to destroy the world, as long as the king needs us useless knights, We would be very grateful if you are willing to give us another chance..."

Lancelot's voice came faintly from the side, and the knight on the lake seemed to have entered a state of extreme mental instability, "And all of this - when the king is in trouble, the only one who can accompany the king is Side, you who have witnessed the king’s death will not understand.”

"The Round Table of Britain has been destroyed! Our world has been destroyed!" Gawain roared and took over the words, "I was once called the king's right arm, but I failed to give up my personal grudges and caused the king's death... so I can't Don’t make such a stupid mistake again!”

"I swear! If there is a next time! If there is a chance for redemption and a second life! I will dedicate all of myself to the king——"

Because his impulse lured the king into death, Gawain called out in the abyss of death. He embraced this oath and became a Servant in order to correct the regrets and mistakes of his life and serve as a more perfect "knight". king.

All to become the cornerstone of a lonely king.

"Didn't you ask me what my sword is? Then I will answer you, Bedivere, it is to protect my king's glory! Defend my king's dignity! Defeat my king's enemies!"

The knight who received the favor of the sun slashed the holy sword in his hand, and the magic power released a rainbow of light that swept everything around him like thunder!

"No matter who, even if they are fellow knights of the Round Table! If they dare to obstruct the king - they will be killed without mercy!"