The Journey of King Arthur

At this time, Yuser, who had been throwing TNTs in the sky, stopped the movement in his hand.

Lancelot and Valent also stopped the movements in their hands.

"You've sensed it, right?"

Hearing Yuser's question, Valente and Lancelot nodded one after another. They sensed that an existence was rushing up at a rapid speed.

“We were discovered.”

Lancelot frowned and his tone was a little serious.

"How is it, are you going to retreat?"

Yuser expressed his opinion with a serious expression.

"I don't need it for the time being. I don't think it's necessary. Let's see the situation first."

Lancelot shook his head and said that these are not problems. It is very simple to leave. They just need to let Lancelot drive the fighter and quickly escape when he drives the fighter. If his fighter has full firepower, he can surround the earth for nearly an hour. Although this consumes a lot of magic power, Lancelot feels that there is no problem if he uses it to escape.

If he still can't escape, he can't ask the king to use the spell to teleport them all back, but Valent may be in a bad mood because he is not a heroic spirit and cannot teleport.

However, Valent's face now did not look panicked, and even some happiness. He looked at Lancelot and Yuser with a serious expression, worried that they would attack Mars, so he hurriedly said to them: "Don't worry, you two! I am very familiar with this magic. I know who is coming up now. It is our Captain Thurst, the first pre-Paladin!"

As Valente's voice fell, Mars was already standing on the wings of the fighter plane, with a smile on his face showing Mu Chunfeng's face. Although he suppressed it, his tone still did not hide his inner excitement: "Valente! It's really great that you're fine! How are you doing recently?"

"I live a good life.....Terson Commander..."

Valent looked at Mars in front of him and felt a lot of emotion.

"It's so good that you're still alive! I'm so glad!"

"I'm also very happy to see you. Commander Thurst, are you doing well?"

Hearing Valente's question, Mars's originally cheerful expression began to become depressed and sad.

"Everyone, you're doing well?"

"What does it mean? Commander Thurst?"

Valent had a worried expression on his face, and he had begun to imagine the steepness of the Knights of Thurst.

"Everyone is trapped in the camp by the nobles. If they don't get permission, they will never let him go. If it weren't for the princess being caught by them, otherwise!"

Mars didn't continue to say it. His straight body and clenched fists could represent everything.

Valent was silent, and he felt sad from the bottom of his heart.

Lancelot, who was told by Valente, was very puzzled by why the nobles had to control them so ruthlessly. Are they not afraid of rebound?

Their confusion was then unraveled in Mars's next sentence.

"I can only listen to them. Now the only remaining bloodline of the king is His Royal Highness. I must protect His Royal Highness for the king. I must not let her be injured by the nobles."

"What? The only thing left in the king's blood is His Royal Highness?! Your Royal Highness is obviously still alive!!!"

"Your Highness the Prince is still alive!"

Both of them were full of shock, and Lancelot and the others had already figured out the cause and result, and couldn't help but sigh that the nobles were no wonder that they had to lock them in a camp and prevent them from coming out. If they learned that their prince was still alive, they would definitely have any actions.

"Your Highness the Prince is still alive, that's really great! Igorqing told me before that His Highness the Prince was killed!! I didn't expect you to save His Highness the Prince!! I, Mars Thurst, really thank you very much!"

After saying that, Mars was about to salute, but was stopped by Lancelot.

"Your Excellency, you should thank our king. Moreover, although we took your prince in, your prince was not traumatized when he came."

"In other words, Valentqing, you have refined the healing potion to cure the prince, right?"

"No, the prince has not suffered any injuries since he handed it to me by Lord Tedi."

Valente shook his head and told the truth.

"And, Lord Mars, you just said Igor, that guy told you that His Highness the Prince was killed, right?"

"Yes, can you say it?!!!"

At this time, Mars's eyes widened and his expression was full of disbelief.

"It seems that this is the only possibility."

Valente sighed, then said with a serious expression: "Mr. Mars, you have been deceived by Igor. Moreover, when Lord Tedi and I were escorting the princess and the prince to escape, Igor came to stop him. Then, His Highness the princess was kidnapped by the secret guards. In order to allow His Highness to escape, Lord Tedi asked me to take His Highness the Prince away first and stay alone to stop Igor."

"So that's what it is..."

Mars' tone was full of loss and even a little gloomy at this moment. It was really hard for him to believe that Igor had lied to him, and the third Siddi was beaten to be a vegetable by him! How could that guy do this?!!!

A powerful magic power burst out from Mars' body instantly. This magic power attacked everything around him. The plane occupied by the four people became a little unstable due to the intervention of magic. Yuser and Lancelot both shed a drop of cold sweat at the same time, and Valent, the worst-savage, had already begun to tremble.

Mars quickly realized that when his magic power leaked due to anger, he quickly put away the magic power in his body, expressed his apology to Lancelot and the other two with great respect and seriousness, and bowed wildly, which made Lancelot feel that the contrast was a bit big.

"By the way, Valente, how is His Highness the Prince doing now? Can you tell me some news? I really want to know what His Highness the Prince has recently, whether it is where his strength has grown or where he lives? What do he usually eat? What are he looking like now? I want to know all of these things!!"

"I understand your impatience and you have many problems. However, Lord Mars, please be calm. No matter what kind of problems you have, please communicate with Your Highness yourself."

Hearing Valente's words, Mars showed an excited expression on his face, and he asked with an extremely cheerful and excited smile: "Is it really OK?!"

"Of course, but now it is His Highness's study time. I just don't know if His Highness is free. If I don't have time, this communication may have to end in failure."

The joyful smile on Mars' face did not decrease at all, and he urged slightly hurriedly: "Then let's communicate now. If His Highness is too busy to communicate with me, I will understand and accept it."

Valen nodded, then said a few words to Mars in a comforting tone, and then took out his cell phone to start a video chat.

The Pre-Saint Empire Prince, who was far away in Camelo, quickly answered the phone. Seeing the prince's healthy growth, Mars smiled happily. Although he was very excited, he still made the etiquette he should do as a knight.

"Marce Thurst, I've seen His Highness the Prince."

"Brother Mars!"

Carlos was also very excited to see Mars. His face was filled with an urgent look, and he asked in a hurry: "Mars, how are you doing now? How are you grandpa? How are your sister? Are you all okay?"

"Feel sorry."

Mars shook his head in shame and replied helplessly and sincerely: "I have lived a good life, but I think I should not live such a good life. His Majesty the King committed suicide by taking poison before coming. His Highness the Princess was still trapped in the hands of the nobles. Please rest assured that as long as I am here, they will not dare to touch His Highness the Princess!"

"I won't blame you, and I can't blame you, Brother Mars, after escaping and living in Camelo, I understand a lot and know that you have your difficulties. For example, if your sister is in their hands now, you dare not touch them a little."

Hearing Carlos' tone full of sorrow and Carlos's mature face, Mars smiled knowingly and sighed: "Your Highness, you have grown up."

"Everyone should grow up. For example, I am no longer the little man who was not even 1.4 meters away from that time. I am already 1.6 meters away!"

"But it's still not as tall as me."

At this time, a heroic voice came from Carlos's side, and a blue-haired young man appeared beside Carlos.

When Lancelot saw this young man, he also showed a slightly ugly smile.

The young man inside is nothing but the adopted son, Majess, adopted by Lancelot.

Majes has grown a lot now and is polite. At the age of 15, he is 1.68 meters tall and has a reputation in Kame Road. The knights of the round table also like this adopted son of this colleague. He is now wearing a mage robe, holding a staff in his hand, and a harmonious spring breeze smile on his face.

That's right, now anyone who doesn't know him will think that he is a mage. However, in fact, he has only a handful of magic tricks, although he is hard-working to learn magic knowledge every night and bring magic knowledge over to the world of game life.

However, he still has very few magic tricks that he can use. Even if he has time, he will go to some powerful magicians for advice. However, when he has time, he is willing to teach him and he has learned very little. Therefore, now his attack method is basically to put away the staff directly, and then take out a sword from his portable space to chop against the person. After cutting off the opponent, he will take out the staff again and use a fireball technique to smash it on the enemy's corpse.

All of this is because of the promise he once made for himself, that is, he would never be a knight.

But the people around this child were knights, whether it was his adoptive father, brother, or most of the people who were Camelori, were chopping and shooting against others, and there were really few people who played magic.

Besides, when Camelo was very few before, Lancelot taught him basically all sword skills. When he was invaded later, the child did not have time to learn any magic, but instead fought with the person with a sword. After the little prince came, the child would often practice sword skills with the little prince during the day.

In other words, this child is a true knight, but he will never admit it.

But Mars didn't know this. He looked at Majes, whose hair was extremely similar to him and whose name was very similar to him. He sighed in his heart that His prince found a magician who grew up with him and might even be a military advisor in the future. He felt extremely happy and saw the hope of restoring the country!!

Then the two chatted a lot with each other, and Mars also understood the truth about Majace and also understood the relationship between Lancelot and Majace. He took out three scrolls and handed them to Lancelot, and asked Lancelot to hand them to Carlos, and the remaining one was for Majace, with Mars's unique secret skills on it, and Majace gave them to Majace to learn.

Afterwards, Mars chatted with Carlos for two or three minutes, and the chat ended at the urging of others.

"Sorry, Mr. Mars, although I know you two have a lot to talk about, but now we have to stop."

Lancelot looked at Mars with apologetic tone, but the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

"Next we will retreat, and Mr. Mars, we hope you can hide the news that you have received from us your website is still alive, and you also know what Igor should think now."

Majes nodded when he heard Lancelot's words, then said some polite words to everyone, and then jumped down.

Lancelot and the other two also chose to retreat, and they wanted to leave here.

On the ground, Igor, who had handled all the ammunition attacks, sat on the roof in a turbulent manner, watching the rapid landing, and then started flying to Mars next to him. The expression on his face instantly turned into a look of concern.

"Mars, is the incident handled? You are not injured, are you?"

"I'm not injured."

Mars shook his head.

"The air raid troops from Great Britain came from the sky. I had already talked to the other party in heaven. Now they are about to leave. As long as we don't continue to interfere with them next time, they will not interfere with us."

“So that’s what it is…”

Igor's mood dropped a lot. He always felt that Mars was hiding something about him. Although Mars was talking to him about the past as before, he still felt something was wrong.