The Holy Right of a Comic

"I hope so."

The Lion King also said a little unconfidently.

...

"You said you were King Arthur?"

Sajo Ayaka said with a surprised expression.

"Arthur Pendoragon, follow the call, my master!"

The hearty and handsome young man said in a gentle manner, and then he looked to his side with a surprised expression on his face: "... Merlin, are you here too?"

Beside the young man was a beautiful woman with long silver hair and gentle and sly eyes.

Roman's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly: "...Magical Girl Meili!!".

Chapter 267 Million King Arthur

"Aw—"

A monster lurking in the desert was killed by a handsome young man with short blond hair with the holy sword in his hand.

Disgusting blood sprayed out, watching the monster howling and dying in the sand, Tachika, Mash, and Sajo Ayaka all swallowed.

"Ah... Mr. Arthur, should we just eat this?"

Sajo Ayaka said in a crying voice with an ugly expression.

The young man named Arthur shook the sticky blood on the sword that couldn't distinguish the color, and said with a hearty smile: "...Sorry, master, it seems that we can only eat this for the time being."

"...In order to maintain physical strength to face unknown battles, even the flesh and blood of monsters can be used as food. This is the creed of the round table!"

"Please rest assured, master, Merlin is an expert in processing the flesh and blood of these monsters. Under her magic, even highly poisonous monsters can be turned into delicious food."

Arthur, who said so, quickly peeled off the cramp of the disgusting looking bug.

Merlin on the side also skillfully used magic to set up a fire, and applied the messy magic to the giant bug.

"What kind of bug is this? It doesn't seem to exist in pan-human history, right?"

Li Xiang boldly kicked the maggot-like bug, scratched his head and asked.

"It should be the alienation caused by the erosion of magic power."

El-Melloi II was not here, and Roman replaced his role to explain, "...Although I am not a magician, and I don't have Chaldean instruments now, I still have a sense of the magic power of the Great Source."

"...The concentration of magic power here is not as good as the Greek and Nordic stories we encountered before, but the concentration of magic power here is still very high, far exceeding modern times."

"Under such a concentration of magic power, it is also possible that some animals will become alienated and become like this."

Roman's words sounded reliable, and Li Xiang nodded slightly to show that she understood.

"Master, and everyone in Chaldea, hurry up and eat."

Not far away, King Arthur, who was grilling worm meat himself, greeted him.

Li Xiang and the others looked at each other, although they felt disgusted, they still walked over shyly with their stomachs empty.

Looking at the greasy worm meat after being grilled, Li Xiang felt her stomach growling even more happily, and she carefully took a piece of grilled worm meat from Arthur, frowning.

Arthur didn't care about this, he ate meat, as he said, in an unknown environment, it is necessary to maintain physical strength.

Lixiang tasted it carefully, and found that the taste was not unpalatable, crunchy and chicken-like. She closed her eyes without thinking about or looking at the bug's corpse, and quickly started eating.

After thanking her, Sajo Ayaka ate a few mouthfuls of meat. She looked at King Arthur who was feasting, and asked hesitantly, "...are you really King Arthur?"

She still couldn't believe that a magician like herself could summon this legendary king?

Besides, in Sajo Ayaka's memory, King Arthur should be a woman!

As a Sajo family related to the Holy Grail War, she once chatted with her teacher, El-Melloi II, and knew that during the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki, El-Melloi II had personally seen King Arthur.

He was sure that King Arthur was a woman, and Sajo Ayaka believed 100% in what his teacher said.

"Of course, I am Arthur Pendoragon, the King Arthur who pulled out the sword in the stone, but broke the sword because of a duel that violated the laws of knights, and finally obtained the fairy sword."

"... Regarding this point, I don't need to deceive you, Master, Merlin can also testify to me."

Sitting next to Arthur, wearing a hood and with long white fluffy hair, the petite and lovely looking beautiful woman nodded slightly.

She ate the meat in her mouth and looked at the man next to her with vigilance.

Roman's eyes were full of light, as if a crazy fan saw an idol, that gaze made Merlin get goosebumps, and he wanted to stay away as much as possible.

"This is the Mellie I have in mind, it's so cute!"

Roman was so excited that he wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Compared with the beating look of the male Merlin, this female Merlin made people feel much gentler.

Especially her dodgy little eyes, which looked so cute, almost melted Roman's heart.

"But, my teacher told me..."

Sajo Ayaka thought for a while, and still expressed her doubts.

Hearing that King Arthur here is a woman, Arthur was also surprised, he exclaimed: "...This should be a parallel world, Merlin!"

"...We were recruited by Humanity and came here to save Humanity, but we didn't expect that this place turned out to be a parallel world."

"The female King Arthur and the male Merlin are really surprising. I am interested in the king who is Arthur but is a female."

Merlin lowered his head, nodded lightly and said, "... If this is a parallel world, it would make sense, but I'm not interested in me as a man at all."

"...It must be an annoying guy."

Merlin knew her personality well, but because she was a woman, the gender preference made it difficult to hate her.

But she clearly knew that if her behavior appeared on a man, he would definitely be an annoying guy.

"Well, Mr. Merlin makes people feel a little unreliable, and he..."

Matthew then spoke.

The Chaldeans who are still alive don't know about Merlin's ending.

At the beginning, they all saw that Merlin left the Nordic strange news quickly, and it seemed that he had escaped.

This made Matthew's feelings towards Merlin complicated.

She hoped that Merlin escaped successfully, at least he survived, but sometimes thinking of Merlin abandoning them and choosing to escape made Matthew a little upset.

Especially Matthew, whose spirit base was from Galahad, felt that with Merlin's personality, he could really do things like run away.

"Don't think too much, Mr. Galahad, although I don't know what you have experienced in 897 before, but you who are fighting to save humanity, I will definitely do my best to help!"

Arthur said softly.

"Mr. Arthur, you..."

Matthew looked surprised.

"Although the Galahad I know may be different from what you know, but I can feel that your spiritual base belongs to Sir Galahad."

"...Everyone of Chaldea, let us take a good rest today and strive to get out of this desert tomorrow!"

Unknowingly, this King Arthur from the parallel world has become the backbone of everyone, making decisions as a king.

...

On the second day, the Chaldeans, who gained strength, walked towards the edge of the desert at a faster speed. At dusk in the evening, they finally walked out of the desert and saw a natural landscape that was different from the desert.

And in the distance, there were still shouts of killing.

It was two armies of knights fighting.

Lixiang and the others didn't know the troops and leaders of both sides, but Arthur, who was watching from a distance, frowned, and said in a bit of astonishment: "...The spirit foundation of the two people, one is Sir Lancelot? The other is Sir Lancelot? Lord Mordred?"

Although this male King Arthur didn't know the Knights of the Round Table in this world, he was able to distinguish their identities from the spirit base.

He was surprised because they were supposed to be King Arthur's knights, but they were fighting with two different armies.

Well, Lancelot and Mordred should both be traitors, but the traitors killed each other? .

Chapter 268 Mother's Breath

It was a plain of yellow sand, and there were two armies facing each other.

From a distance, it can be seen that the number of soldiers on both sides is not balanced.

The number of knights on Lancelot's side reached 30,000 to 40,000, while the knights on Mordred's side seemed to only have two to three thousand people.

From the comparison of the soldiers on both sides, coupled with the flat and open area, and the fact that both sides are cavalry, no matter how you look at it, Mordred will be the one to lose.

But Arthur looked solemn, feeling that this idea was incorrect, because the weapons and armor of the soldiers on both sides were almost incomparable.

Although Lancelot has an army of tens of thousands, the equipment of each cavalry is ordinary or even dilapidated.

As for Mordred's side, even though the number of soldiers was small, every soldier was wearing heavy armor, and the armor shone with silver brilliance. No matter how you looked at it, they were the elite of the elite.

"Merlin, can you use magic to make us hear what they are saying?"

Arthur looked at the magician wearing a white hood beside him and said.

"No problem, my king!"

Compared with the male Merlin, this female Merlin was much more reliable. She held a staff and recited spells, and soon everyone heard the voice on the battlefield.

"Sir Mordred, do you still want to kill these civilians?"

Lancelot, the knight of the lake, looked melancholy.

He sternly questioned the knight hundreds of meters away, who was wearing heavy armor and looked very petite and handsome, with a childish face but a cruel smile.

Only the Chaldeans who heard Lancelot's words through magic noticed that among his tens of thousands of troops, thousands of civilians were protected.

These civilians seem to be of different races, including Arabs from the Middle East and typical European nationalities.

The poorly dressed civilians, men and women, old and young, huddled together, looking at Mordred and her troops in fear.

"Hahaha, if the task cannot be completed, the Lion King will blame me. As long as I kill these people again, my task will be completed."

"...Mr. Lancelot, if you retreat now, I can spare your life. If you are stubborn, then don't blame me for killing you here!"

Mordred's demeanor was willful and cold, and she was filled with a murderous aura that was almost condensed in substance, but her smile was very hearty, forming a great contrast.

Lancelot's expression became even more melancholy. He sighed and said, "...Sir Mordred, do you still want to obey that evil Lion King¨¨?"

"...As a knight of the round table, how can you be so depraved!"

Mordred said with a disdainful smile, "...Ha, self-deprecating? Hearing these words from you, Lancelot, really makes me die of laughter!"

"...If it wasn't for your adultery with that woman Guinevere that caused the Knights of the Round Table to collapse from within, how could the king be killed by me in Camlan!"

"Hmph, the reason why I came here at the summons is that the Lion King recognized me. Since she recognized me, I will be loyal to her and defeat all enemies for her!"

Mordred's smile remained unchanged, but his tone was very fearless.

She is a person with a troubled personality but very easy to understand. Her wish is very simple, she just wants to be recognized by the king.

The Lion King fulfilled her wish, so Mordred was willing to work for the Lion King, even though she knew that the Lion King was not King Arthur, and her behavior was extremely cruel.

"My king will also recognize you, Lord Mordred... As long as you find your way back now, there will always be a place for you among the Knights of the Round Table!"

Lancelord wanted to persuade again.

"Shut up, Lancelot, do you think everyone is like you and will choose to betray!"

"...Stop talking nonsense, let me be here, and annihilate you and your army. Seriously, knights, the enemy is the Knights of the Lake, Knights of the Round Table. For the Lion King's will, kill them all!"

Mordred laughed loudly. She raised the famous long sword that killed King Arthur and pointed it away. All the knights moved in unison, showing their killing intent and hostility.

Lancelord's expression changed drastically. Knowing that further persuasion was useless, he hurriedly shouted: "...except for the second echelon to protect the civilians, all the knights are ready to charge with me!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The horn sounded, and the knights from King Arthur and the Lion King galloped across the plain full of yellow sand.

The sound of horseshoes stepping on the ground shook the rumbling sound in the distance, and the ferocious shouts of killing came and went one after another.

At a distance of hundreds of meters, under the joint charge of the knights on both sides, they met soon after, and the torrent of steel collided together. In just an instant, hundreds of people lost their lives.

Although Mordred's army is small in number, its combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and it can even gain the upper hand in the face of an enemy ten times its size.

Holding the long sword forged by the goblin, Lancelot fought with Mordred, and the magic power of both sides burst out, creating a huge storm.