The Journey of King Arthur

(Turns perspective to Lancelot's side)

At this time, Lancelot had just arrived in the basement and found that Mordred was grabbing a middle-aged man in black robe, punching him in the face one after another, and even said a word without punching him.

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"Call me little girl! Get beaten! Speak ill of Great Britain! Get beaten!"

"Uh, Sir Mordred, can you stop for a moment?" At this time, Lancelot said to Mordred in an extremely kind manner.

"Huh? Do you think you still want to plead for this guy?"

At this time, Mordred actually said with an expression like that of a young gangster who bullied someone but was stopped verbally.

On the side, the middle-aged uncle cast a grateful look at Lancelot.

"If that's the case, you should leave quickly. Don't worry, I won't beat him to death. I just want to vent my anger."

At this time, Mordred curled his lips and said.

"Of course not, Lord Mordred." At this time, Lancelot shook his head and showed a gentle smile: "I just want to send this gentleman to Camelot so that everyone in Camelot can also

Having the opportunity to hit him, after all, I think we should share this kind of thing."

At this time, the eyes of the middle-aged uncle, the so-called Messenger of Darkness, became ferocious. How could he, the Messenger of Darkness, the Eight-Hand Contra, be beaten like this and not be able to fight back at all? Besides, later

How could he possibly be able to endure being taken back to their country by these people and beaten again by their citizens? So he thought with the belief that even if I die, you will lose something.

To commit suicide.

"So that's it, you guys can do it!" At this time, Mordred looked at Lancelot with approval, then knocked out the Dark Messenger who wanted to self-destruct with a fist, took out his mobile phone and prepared to teleport to Camelot.

There.

"Wait a minute, Lord Mordred, there are too many people in Camelot, so we can only let a few people beat him. As for who to beat him, I decided to use a lottery system, otherwise if I beat him to death, he will be beaten to death."

I can’t ask for any information. After all, he is stronger and knows more information, so before going to Camelot, please let me give him a good beating."

"Well, no problem, I'll leave this guy to you." At this time, Mordred threw the Dark Messenger to Lancelot in a daze, and then began to think about why Lancelot became like this.

After all, Lancelot is not the kind of person who would torture his captives, and I don’t think I am either? So why would the two of us do that?

After a long period of thinking, Mordred determined in his mind that the reason was simply because this Dark Messenger was too desperate, and the two of them happened to be Berserkers, so this happened.

In the following time, Mordred chose to vent his desire to hit people with Lancelot, and then took this guy back to Camelot and explained it to the people of Camelot.

What happened this evening.

(Note: The public screen in Camelot can only see Artoria, and they can only hear Artoria opening her mouth to communicate. They don’t know other communication methods, so none of them know Artoria.

What just happened to Liya.)

Then the people of Camelot said after hearing the truth of the incident.

"Holy crap! I was just wondering why one of my king's command spells is missing. That's where it was originally used!"

"Soul master, evil soul master! Their names actually have such a prefix! Don't think they must be bad guys!"

"These evil soul masters must be murderers, arsonists, robbers, and other cruel and evil guys! Kill them and eliminate harm for the people!"

The next few people who were chosen to vent their emotions were sent to the stage like heroes by the Camelot crowd, and those heroes did not disappoint everyone's expectations. They completed their tasks perfectly.

In the end, everyone successfully obtained the location of the branch base of the group of evil soul masters, but it was a pity that they only got one. Those two people couldn't bear to tell them that they would never see them again.

It was already evening at this time.

Artoria, who was eating, drinking and having fun with Tang Wulin and others, received an application from all the heroic spirits in Camelot to be transported to the hotel they rented in Douluo Continent.

Artoria, who was completely unaware:???

"Artoria? What's wrong with you? Why are you standing there so well and suddenly not leaving?" At this time, Xu Xiaoyan looked at Artoria and asked with some doubts.

"No, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that I have something to deal with. You guys wait for me here. I will be back soon. Lailion, you stay here first and play with Tang Wulin and the others.

Later."

After saying that, Artoria pulled Jack to an alley, took out her cell phone, and made a call.

(Psychic communication cannot communicate across planes.)

"Father? What's the matter? And, father, why don't you let us pass through?" At this time, Mordred answered the phone and asked.

"Xiao Mo, let's not talk about this for now, can you explain to me why all the heroic spirits have to pass through?" Arturia asked helplessly at this time.

"Oh, well, we found an evil soul master's stronghold, and for the sake of safety (every heroic spirit wanted to beat them up), we decided that we would all go through." At this time, Mordred also

gave his own explanation.

"But there are too many people going! At least a few should stay and guard Camelot!" Arturia said at this time, dumbfounded.

"Yes! Father, you are right! We will draw lots to decide who will stay!" At this time, Mordred said with great approval.

However, Mordred did not hang up the phone and put it aside, and Artoria did not hang up either, so Artoria heard the following words.

"Come on, come on! I've prepared everything for the draw! Come and draw the lots!"

"Absolutely not! You actually want me, a lucky e-gunman, to draw lots! Doesn't this mean you want me to stay by name?"

"You're not the only lucky one. Really, what's there to say?"

"What do you know, a guy who spends all day cooking in the kitchen and cleaning up the warehouse? It doesn't matter whether you go or not, but I must go!"

"Hey! Have you two reached an agreement? We've already finished smoking!"

"You guys are too fast!"

"Yeah, and all of us can go through it."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, there are only two signatures left."

"Damn it, which one should I choose between these two lottery tickets? It's hard to go to another world this time. I must seize the opportunity this time!"

"I'm done, I passed."

"Hey! I haven't smoked yet, why did I do it!"

"Who asked you to stay here for so long without taking action? If you keep refusing to do it, of course I will do it."

"Then those who should stay have been selected. Father, please teleport us there."

"Well, no problem, I'll teleport right away." Artoria nodded blankly and allowed the time travel.