To be king and magician

"Back? Lancelot, didn't His Majesty ask you to hunt down the invaders?"

Following the sound, what caught the eyes of the woman named Lancelot was a blond female knight sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lancelot shook his head: "I didn't catch up. In addition, it was getting dark, so I didn't pursue deeply. I will continue to chase after tomorrow's dawn. Why are you here with me, Gawain, you are responsible Where's the camp?"

"There will be no problem with me, you know that, Lancelot. The reason why you came here is only to follow the advice of His Excellency the Palace Magician, to supervise your work."

His Excellency the court magician's opinion?

"That witch..."

"Witch, that's a very appropriate title. Although she claims to be Lord Merlin, she is absolutely not." Gawain put his arms around his chest and held up the huge pair that Lancelot wanted to hit, "Use Magic disguised as His Majesty Merlin, so as to get along with His Majesty all the time...It is really enviable."

For the Knights of the Round Table who are here, this is a reunion with the king after a long time, although such changes happened not long after the reunion, which caused them to be happy again before this reunion. Feeling sad, but at least for them, seeing their beloved King Arthur is already the best result.

But the witch who claimed to be Merlin blocked them out. Even knowing the reason, Gao Wen was really envious.

Lancelot felt the same way.

"Having said that, the only one who can help my king is indeed that witch. The king's situation can be stabilized until now, and it is all due to her efforts. We cannot deny this. But we don't know how long the status quo can last—— Has the frequency of dragon disasters increased recently?"

"There have been 32 incidents this month, which is more than last month." Gao Wen said, "If this continues, we should not be able to completely deal with it with our strength alone. Sir Tristan was on the way to eliminate the dragon disaster yesterday. With minor injuries, the intensity of the dragon disaster is gradually increasing."

"Did the house leak happen to rain all night... oh."

Lancelot sighed slightly: "Speaking of which, what's the situation with Mordred?"

Gao Wen smiled wryly and spread his hands: "It's the same. To be honest, after knowing that she is the Mordred in human history here, I was a little worried. After all, the Mordred we know is... …”

"But in the end, Mordred here was unexpectedly easy to get along with. It should be said that she has grown up, or she has gotten what she wants. She is the [complete type] on our side. Really not Know what she's been through."

The rebellious knight of the round table, Mordred, for her, Lancelot, Gawain, and Tristan, it was hard to say what kind of affection he had at first.

Dissatisfied with His Majesty's rule, likes to talk back to His Majesty, often sings against His Majesty, and even rebelled against His Majesty in the end-under such an impression, there is a problem if they have a good impression of Mordred.

As a result, Mordred here is quite mature. Although he is still a little childish at ordinary times, he is quite reliable in his actions.

Thanks to this, the pressure on Lancelot and the others has been reduced a lot, otherwise the three of them would have been too reluctant to take care of the entire singularity's dragon disaster even with the blessing of the Holy Grail.

Mordred can at least share the pressure in one direction.

"Having said that, the pressure is also increasing day by day, not only us, but I think my king is also the same."

Gao Wen looked in the direction of the city wall.

"Lancelot, what do you think about what His Majesty said before? The one His Majesty said...he in this world."

"I don't know." Lancelot shook his head. "Besides, it's still too early to think about it. There haven't been any obvious changes yet. Everything that happened is within the scope we can handle. Don't think too much, Gawain."

Don't think too much?

Gao Wen grabbed his arm, as if he was laughing at himself: "Maybe, maybe I really thought too much, thinking of seeing my king leave again, I feel a little... "

"Gao Wen..."

After muttering for a while, Lancelot reached out and hugged Gawain: "Think about it, Gawain."

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Inside the White Dragon City.

between the thrones.

Looking at Arthur, who seemed to be frozen in place with his eyes open on the throne, Merlin sighed slightly: "He has entered this state again... the degree is gradually deepening, and it should be fast if it goes on like this." Bar."

"However, to be honest, I can maintain this state for more than half a year, and I really wait until the arrival of the child. I don't know if it should be said that it is the result of firm willpower. This is far from being persistent. It's about to happen."

As someone who has been standing here all this time, Merlin has never closed his eyes while watching Arthur with his own eyes.

Sleepless for more than half a year, it's not so much a firm will, it's more like an obsession.

"But it's useless for you to persist like this. Even if you delay the time until now, it will only delay the time of destruction. Even because the child has come, this [world] will be destroyed sooner than you expected. "

Leaving the throne room and coming to the central avenue outside, Merlin raised his head to look at the clear sky, raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, the whole person immediately dissipated like a cloud, and the next moment, in the cloud, a A mature woman with white hair in a black dress quietly appeared.

Anyone here who has anything to do with the Round Table will surely recognize who she is.

King Arthur's sister, Mordred's mother - Morgan.

"It's really a beautiful night sky. Even if it's hypocritical, I never said that the hypocrisy is not as good as the real one. However, this night sky will disappear soon... Following the smashing of the stars After that, I don’t know if that kid can perform the feat of smashing the sky this time.”

"What do you think?"

As if asking someone, Morgan stretched out his hands towards the sky, and above the sky, a huge black shadow loomed, as if answering her question.

Of course, Morgan knew that the black shadow was just an illusion, and its body was completely isolated from the outside world.

With a wry smile, Morgan changed back into Merlin's image again, turned around and re-entered the room between the thrones.

(Come quickly, my dear King Arthur, my dear Holy Sword Maker.)

(This is an enemy that only you can deal with.)

17. I want to merge with Heizhen!

The next day, noon.

On a mountain road near the White Dragon Kingdom.

"Boom--!"

After pressing the head of a wyvern into the mountain wall with one hand, and crushing it with another foot, Xia Chuanhu glanced at the post-war field with some potholes around him, snapped his fingers and smashed the surrounding area. Instantly refills.

"That's about it, it's really a batch after batch, this dragon disaster."

"This morning alone is already the sixth batch. I hope there are no problems at the stronghold." Arturia's face was a little worried.

Xia Chuanhu smiled: "There are three knights of the round table over there, and they are mere dragon disasters. I don't think they can be dealt with. If I have to say...the situation on our side is a bit serious."

"Boom—————!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a roar not far ahead, and the scorching fire spread and exploded from the mountain.

Here we go again.

Sighing helplessly, Xia Chuanhu pulled up Artoria, and directly moved to the place where the movement occurred, looking at the figure standing in the sea of ​​flames, Xia Chuanhu sighed: "Can't the movement be quieter. ...Aren't you afraid of causing a landslide and killing yourself? Hei Zhen."

"what?"

Black Joan of Arc in the sea of ​​flames turned around, glared at Xia Chuanhu and sneered: "Anyway, you man won't stand by and watch, or are you the kind of cold-blooded man who would watch this kid get smashed to death?"

"I said you..."

Arriving in front of Hei Zhende in three steps at a time, Xia Chuanhu raised the knife in his hand and slashed at Hei Zhen's head on the spot. The pain caused her to cover her head and crouch down on the spot.

"What are you doing!"

"It's just a lesson for you. It was you who said you wanted to come out to get some air, and because your hands were itchy after watching us fight, that's why I asked Grey to let you out. Don't just mess around with your own temper as soon as you come out, you Is it an elementary school student who is too excited to come out for a spring outing? No, the elementary school students are much more obedient than you."

"Aha?!"

Hearing that she was not even as good as a primary school student, Hei Jean's face suddenly became stinky: "Who the hell are you talking about—ah~~~ Okay, okay, I get it, I just need to calm down."

He was only half-speaking, and Joan of Arc, who still didn't want to go back just like this, could only hold back the rest of his words when he heard the vague threat from Grey in his body, and put away his weapon with a displeased expression.

Scratching his head helplessly, Xia Chuanhu said: "If your hands are itchy, there will be opportunities for you to fully fire in the future, so bear with it for now—here, eat some ice cream and calm down."

"Do you really think I'm a kid who needs you to coax me?" Joan of Arc cast a disdainful glance, but still took the ice cream honestly, "Where did you get this thing?"

"Fantasy come true—Liya, do you want it? Or do you want a drink? You've been walking for an hour, and you're thirsty, right?"

Seeing the drinks popping out one after another from Xia Chuanhu's hand, Arturia smiled wryly: "Give me a bottle of mineral water—Master, your ability is really as convenient as ever."

"well enough."

After throwing a bottle of mineral water to Arturia and repairing the surrounding terrain damaged by the firepower of Black Joan of Arc, Xia Chuanhu looked not far away - the kingdom of white dragons was close in front of him, as long as he wore Just cross a plain at the foot of the mountain.

It has been an hour since we set off. Although Xia Chuanhu said that he could transfer directly there, considering that the dragon disaster might attack the stronghold, Artoria proposed to go there on foot and eliminate the dragon disaster on the way. suggestion.

If the dragon disaster is eliminated, it will not happen again in the same place in a short period of time—about half a day—this is also to reduce the pressure on the stronghold.

After eating all the ice cream and crispy cones, Joan of Arc licked the crumbs at the corner of her mouth: "How long will it take to get there? In other words, it's enough to fly directly over this distance, right?"

"If you don't mind me hugging your waist, I'm sure I don't mind - besides, there are some residues at the corner of your mouth." Xia Chuanhu said while reaching out to scrape off part of the ice cream from the corner of Hei Joan's mouth and licked it off by himself.

(This guy really doesn't care at all!)

The overly direct action made Miss Heizhen's cheeks turn red again, she was quite unable to resist such straightforward behavior, and in her body, Gray also conveyed a shy emotion.

Perhaps some of the blush was also influenced by Gray.

"Hmph~~~ I'm really surprised that you would mind this kind of physical contact. Does the King of Knights not mind?"

"Well, I don't mind, I have been taken by the master to fly several times before." Artoria said without blushing, "Also, it's just being hugged around the waist, and the master Compared with the main fusion, it is nothing."

Fusion?

What fusion?

"You two can still fit together? Then what... um, robot fit?" Joan of Arc racked her brains to find out what she could express from Gray's little knowledge.

Is it a robot?

After thinking about the more specialized armor for Vouti in the real world, and the holy sword armor in the conscious world, Arturia nodded: "Well, you can say that."

"It feels pretty cool (super soft voice)."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I did not say anything!"

Looking at Hei Joan who hastily denied it, Xia Chuanhu, who completely listened to her whispers, actually wanted to say that as long as Hei Joan didn't care, he could fuse with her, anyway, it was just a matter of summoning magic .

However, considering that she might be blamed by Gray, who was of the same mind as her, after that, she didn't say it in the end.

And at this moment-

"Ho Ho Ho————————————————————————!!"

The roar of the Wyverns resounded in the sky again, and then in the corner of the three people's field of vision, several Wyverns gliding over from the other side of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

The seventh batch.

This dragon disaster really can't be killed no matter how hard it is. By the way, didn't the dragon disaster in this place be burned clean by Black Jeanne?How did it pop up again so soon?

"Hei Zhen, are your skills ineffective against them?"