Father Mavie

Chapter 96 Sixteen Knights of the Round Table (available tomorrow!!!)

The sky was dotted with stars and the moon was bright. A carriage galloped through the quiet street and stopped in front of a villa at No. 7 Ross Avenue amidst the neighing of horses.

The car door opened, and Mr. Sean, who was wearing a Flack uniform, came down. He looked around, and after confirming that no one was following him, he ordered his servants to knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
There was a gap in the door, and Mr. Sean stepped in without thinking.

The guard in charge of guarding the gate did not intend to stop him at all. After the two sides exchanged glances, Mr. Sean picked up a kerosene lamp and went up to the study on the third floor alone. Miscellaneous, according to the principle of four from the left and three from the right, push a huge stone brick into the wall.

click.
The stone brick retracted into the wall, and soon there was the sound of a machine, and then a secret door appeared on his left. With the help of the light of a kerosene lamp, Mr. Sean circled along the eerie, damp, and extremely cold spiral stairs. Going down, I walked through a long and narrow tunnel. I don't know how long it took, and finally came to a huge iron gate.

On the stone wall beside the iron gate, hung a black cloak with two crossed long swords patterned with silver thread on the back, and a long sword with a sheath.

Gentleman Sean put down the kerosene lamp, took off his cloak and put it on to cover his figure, with a long sword on his waist, put on a hood, and raised his hand to knock on the iron door.

"Password." A cold voice came from behind the iron door.

"The heart of a knight, the glory of Avalon."

click
The iron door opened, and a spacious underground dark room appeared in front of Mr. Xiao En.

In the center is a huge round table surrounded by seventeen high-backed stone benches. Behind each stone bench is an iron door leading to different directions. Right above the table are six bright red flags. Hanging from the ceiling, that's the knight's creed.

【1. Never rage and murder】

【2. Never Betray】

【3. Never be cruel, give forgiveness to those who ask for forgiveness】

【4. Always help women】

【5. Never coerce ladies】

[6. Never get involved in quarrels and fights because of love or the benefit of words]

Seeing the flag, Gentleman Sean put his left hand in front of his belly, nodded in salute, and immediately walked to his eighth stone bench and sat down.

The attendant in charge of waiting lit the white candle in front of the table for him, and the rising flames illuminated the lower half of his exposed face.

Among the seventeen stone benches, except for the empty one at the end, there was a knight shrouded in a cloak whose face could not be seen clearly. In front of them, there was a lit candle and a brass bell.

After everyone was seated, a blond man sitting on a golden stone bench at the corner of the round table, not wearing a cloak, but with a shawl, stood up. A pair of pale green eyes scanned every seat, and said in a deep voice:

"Five days ago, I got the news that Eckert died."

"He is our companion and one of us. After his death, we have lost a sibling we can rely on and trust our back to."

"Sixteen knights, also became fifteen knights."

The atmosphere at the round table was incomparably dignified, no one spoke, and listened to the man's speech silently, but the gradually heavy breathing showed that their hearts were far from being as peaceful as they appeared on the surface.

The blond man with the shawl clapped his hands, and the attendants brought glasses of red wine and placed them in front of each seat.

He raised his glass and said in a loud voice: "Eckert will not die for no reason, just as we will not meet for no reason, now, please let us toast him and inherit his will! To Eckert!"

"To Eckert!"

The knights raised their wine glasses and drank it down. The mellow red wine flowed down their throats, as if sipping Eckert's blood.

After drinking, the knight sitting in the third seat grabbed the bell and rang it lightly: "How did he die?"

"uncertain."

The blond man shook his head and said: "It should be because of the rats. They brought plagues and diseases. Eckert is old and not as tough as young people. In order to investigate the specific situation, Bedivere invited the Church of Truth , Let them investigate Antova Village."

Ding Ding Ding!
Ding Ding Ding!
Amidst the slightly irritable sound of the bell, the knight in seat No.11 stood up and punched the table. The dim candlelight illuminated his clenched teeth: "This is a conspiracy! Eckert didn't die because of a mouse." Yes! The rats are nothing more than a cover-up, the real culprit must be someone else!"

"Pay attention to your words and deeds." The blond man looked at him indifferently: "There are not many people who know Eckert's identity, and we have always acted in a low-key manner, never attracting the attention of others, even if our identity is revealed, it will not lead to murder disaster."

"Sit down, Percival, I know you're angry, but anger doesn't solve anything."

After swearing, the No. 11 knight, Percival, still sat down. Everyone knew that he couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, after all.
He has the best relationship with Eckert.

"The cause of Eckert's death is temporarily handed over to the Church of Truth. Before the truth is known, no one is allowed to act without authorization."

After a pause, the blond man said again: "As for Eckert's successor, according to the old rules, a joint vote is required. As long as all votes are passed, he can become one of us. Now, please go back and find a suitable candidate. Open vote at next meeting."

"Now on to the next item."

"Bishop Fowler of the Church of the Three Fate Goddesses will arrive in New Rose City in the next day. According to reliable sources, he also brought the Knights from the Wexford Diocese with unknown intentions."

After listening, the knight in the second seat rang the bell: "Bishop Fowler? Why did he come to New Rose?"

"I think he came after me."

Suddenly there were whispers on the round table.

Ding Ding Ding!
The knight in the sixth seat said: "Hell, is it true that our existence has been exposed as Percival said? Who leaked the secret?"

"Don't be alarmist and speculate without evidence."

The calm tone of the blond man soothed the restless hearts of the knights: "Everyone who is qualified to come here has been strictly selected. It is taboo to doubt each other. The enemy only makes a slight move. Could it be that you Are you going to run away in fright?"

"If anyone is scared, he can withdraw immediately, and I guarantee that no matter what happens, he will not be involved."

The knights looked at each other, but no one left.

"Somewhere, I have a feeling." The blond man said: "Some changes seem to have taken place in this world. Those churches knew about it, but they concealed it in a unified way. The plague that broke out 10 days ago is probably related to it." That's about it."

"In order not to fall into a passive situation, we must take the initiative to seek more allies and strengthen our own strength as soon as possible. That's the only way."

"Only in the turmoil of the future can we have the power to fight!"

"Remember, no matter when and where, don't forget the honor of being a knight. The round table represents equality and unity. Our common enemy is in the capital!"

The knights stood up together, drew their swords around their waists, pointed at the six banners above their heads, and shouted loudly:

"Swear to Avalon!"

(End of this chapter)