I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

Knight of the Lake Lancelot, one of the important figures at the end of King Arthur, if Tristan's [King doesn't understand people's hearts] makes Knights of the Round Table so that the spirit of the whole country begins to appear Split, then Lancelot is undoubtedly a split in the physical sense.

The rendezvous with the queen was caught on the spot and wanted to defend, but the Knights of the Round Table who respected the king did not allow the existence of the king's stain, and wanted to hack the queen and Lancelot to death on the spot. Hacked a few.

For Lancelot's behavior that is no different from rebellion, the noble king still has no intention of punishing Lancelot.

"Yo Lancelot ~didn't expect it to fall into Mordred-sama's hands," Mordred smiled and looked at the sturdy Lancelot who was bound, "You're running~ Just cut down a few people on the spot as before and leave in a hurry~"

"If it was only you, I would have returned to Holy Capital to report that the Knight of Treachery Mordred had been annihilated," Lancelot was not killed. Infuriated, just indifferently replied.

Well, it's almost time to stop it.

Cyd standing behind Mordred silently extended the hand under Mordred's armpit and lifted her up.

"Huh?!"

As expected by Cyd, Mordred on the provocative side was provoked instead, rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight Lancelot for 300 rounds. Even if he was lifted by Cyd, he kicked his legs desperately trying to flatten Lancelot's face again.

"Lancelot I told you! Mordred-sama within three moves takes your head!"

"You never beat me once."

Should say It is worthy of being the strongest Knights of the Round Table, even the eloquence is top-notch, or Mordred is too small and temperamental, and will be provoked casually, so that the positions are changed.

"Come on, Mordred-sama will tear you up today!" Mordred's head burst into countless tic tac-toe.

“Because you have no Knight etiquette, you are the end of the Knights of the Round Table,” Lancelot lightly saying.

It's impossible to do it, even if Mordred really let him go for a duel, he would still fight Mordred, after all, that terrifying skeleton Knight is looking at you with the expression that he will fight with you if he dares to move. follow him.

"Mash, please stop Lancelot," Cyd hugged Mordred helplessly, "This is going to explode."

"Okay!"

Standing behind Lancelot, Mash raised his shield.

Lancelot's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and shadows were gradually engulfing him.

"Wait!"

"Boom-"

"Lord Lancelot is completely silent, and Miss Mordred will stop arguing with this kind of person," Mash She smiled and wiped off the sweat that didn't exist in front of her forehead. In front of her was Lancelot whose upper body was completely sunk to the ground.

Mordred, who had been shouting to fight Lancelot one-on-one, hugged Cyd. She, who had always feared nothing in Heaven or Earth, felt inexplicably that Mash was a little scary at the moment.

"It seems that Mash has also accumulated a lot of pressure," Da Vinci took a sip of tea, "Roman, you have to be careful, if you don't take regular breaks as Mash said, you may lie there. It's you."

"G!? This 100% will die!" Roman shouted in disbelief.

Ritsuka Fujimaru patted Mash's shoulder with an [I understand] expression.

"No, it's not!" Mash finally realized what an amazing thing he had done, and shook his head in a panic, "I only did it because it was Lord Lancelot!"

"No, it's not!" p>

Inexplicably everyone feels that Lancelot is miserable. Is there really no one to help Lancelot? He has been silent.

In the end, Cursed Arm pulled Lancelot out reluctantly under the hint of King Hassan's eyes.

In order to prevent Mordred from being provoked again because of the child's temper, instead of being provocative, Cyd came to negotiate with Lancelot this time.

"I will never betray the king," Lancelot closed his eyes before Cyd could speak.

"hmph, that's disgusting coming out of your mouth," Mordred couldn't help coldly snorted.

"I'm sorry for the king, so this time, I will follow behind the king no matter what," Lancelot opened his eyes, his violet-like eyes with a will that will never be deflected.

This man has made up his mind that he will go to the last moment whether the front is right or not.

“Even if what the king did was inhumane,” Cyd said softly.

"Since what the king does is not humane, I will also go to the end, and what I follow is not the right one, but the king," Lancelot lowered his eyes.

"Tsk, this man is surprisingly stubborn," Mordred put his arms around his chest. "If you're trying to convince him to help us, I advise you to give it up. That day, he was arrested by Gala for approaching his wife. Hader crashed, and he came out of another woman's house on the second day."

Mordred's subtle metaphors and examples made Lancelot's determined expression a little unbearable, and he even began to sweat cold. He could feel the familiar cold gaze behind him.

"Lord Lancelot didn't expect you to be so determined," Bedivere said, not to overdo it.

Although I don't know whether it was Lancelot's loyalty to the king or his obsession with his wife, Bedivere had given up on persuading Lancelot.

"Yo Xi ~ kill it," Mordred raised his sword.

"Lancelot, who are you following?" Cyd sighed.

"Of course it's the king."

"No," Cyd raised his hand and poked Lancelot's forehead, "I don't want such an irresponsible answer."

p>

Lancelot was stunned.

"You follow the one who bears everything on his back, fights for the people, accepts everything tolerantly even if he is misunderstood, and even if he is betrayed or suspected, he will not resent anyone, just I will blame myself, King Arthur who has been working hard."

"Or Lion King who denied everything King Arthur did and made up his mind."

Mordred curl one's lip Putting away the big sword and sitting next to Cyd, Bedivere silently clenched his fists.

"I," Lancelot clenched the crown.

"Is this question so difficult to answer?" Cyd patted Mordred's head, "Even someone who is not honest can come to the answer very simply, and has made up his mind, even if it is wrong. You, who have absolutely no regrets, are hesitating."

Mordred blushed and opened his mouth, but before she could bite Cyd, Cyd grabbed her head and lifted it up.

"I follow," Lancelot bowed his head.

Are you going to betray again?

It is because of your betrayal and suspicion that the king has become such a distressed person.

How far are you going to deny the king's resolve?

Lancelot slowly lifts the head.

"Well, although I may not have the right to say that," Mash said earnestly after hesitating for a while, "Lord Lancelot, you are not just following the king, but the king's companion, the king has done something wrong. It should be corrected. When Wang encounters difficulties, she bears it with her. Wang is also a human being, not a god. She just bears too much. The excessive burden makes her move forward. All we have to do is Share it all."

Bedivere's eyes light up, Mordred cuts, and Lancelot looks at Mash with insane complexity, before bitterly laughing.

"I'll follow, it's King Arthur."

"What, you've betrayed after a long circle," Mordred stuck his tongue out.