The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Ps: Sure enough, my little squid has grown up, and has already begun to learn how to be a mother!(Gritting teeth)

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-This world follows the law of equivalent exchange.

——However, it is not that you have paid, and you will definitely be rewarded.

Gajeres is basically a vigorous master.

Almost immediately after I agreed to let him go on a big holiday, he immediately took out the parchment paper and asked me to write a false note-honestly I don’t know where he got the paper from. And ink and pen-then just pat on the butt and flash people.

The entire series of actions were completed quickly and quickly, and when I reacted, there was only a bleak autumn wind around me...

When I see Ramolok, it must be as if he has filed a lawsuit!

After making up this idea, I turned around and prepared to continue to find Lancelot in the weapon store, but the moment after I turned around, because of the sight in my eyes, I pressed my painful forehead.

Damn, how could you forget those troublesome things...

It seems that because of the departure of Gajeres and the fact that I am now in the boulevard of the castle, the black gelatinous things that I originally avoided far away are now moving in my direction. With.

Visual fatigue.

Because the previous throwing knife attack was obviously ineffective, so I am not sure what method should be used to get rid of this troublesome and disgusting thing.

God knows that most of the Greek spells I have are auxiliary and disruptive in nature, and offensive spells are not only small but also few.

"Gui...wei?"

When I was thinking about whether to experiment with Greek spells or alchemy—after all, that kind of gelatinous tentacles dangling in front of my eyes all day is really hurtful—Lancelot came to me with a slightly hesitant voice. In the ears.

"Lance?"

I keenly sensed that the things I was about to gather here were stagnating again, and I turned my head to look at him in confusion, "Why are you here? Gajeres just said that you are in the arsenal..."

"... Weapon maintenance does not take much time."

After a slight pause, I don’t know if it’s my illusion. I always feel that Lancelot’s vision seems to have swept over the pile of things that seem to be only visible to me so far when he’s talking, "So I will come out on patrol after the end Up."

"Should it be safe here?"

Although it's not clear why those things didn't dare to approach when Gajerez or Lancelot was on the court, it was great to be able to get rid of this obtrusive thing temporarily.

"Safety?"

Lancelot showed a look of disapproval, and walked to my side, "Mordred and I have not been here for a long time, but in just a few days, at least seven waves of assassinations have been intercepted. Action...Do you still say it is safe like this?"

"Aren't you there?"

I shrugged indifferently, and walked side by side with Lancelot, "I know who they are sent at the moment, and even if they really get in front of me, they can't kill me..."

As a guardian, if only this level of assassination was killed to death, then it would really be a great joke in the world.

"Gui Wei!"

Lancelot stopped, staring at me, his eyes filled with disapproval, "How can you say this kind of thing so easily?"

"Because it is a fact..."

I stuck out my tongue, enjoying the atmosphere that can even be considered relaxed at this moment, "Others don’t know my details, don’t you know Lance? As a guardian, I am not that vulnerable. Don’t worry. ..."

In fact, if you leave out Lancelot, who can already be classified as a "monster" in a sense, there is no ordinary person who can beat me in martial arts.

Apart from other things, if I let go of control over myself, the coercive presence that belongs to the Alaya side is unique to the guardian alone, although it is not as good as those who believe in the gods and powers, but it will control the opponent At least 20% of the weakened strength is still easy to do.

This can be regarded as the welfare of the guardian.

"This is not a question not to worry about!"

Lancelot was very rare, and his almost impatient tone made me look at him in surprise.

"Lance?"

What are you so excited for?

It seems that because he felt the strangeness in my eyes, Lancelot seemed to have reacted, coughing slightly, and turned his face to the other side: "Sorry, I'm the one who lost my mind."

"It's not that you didn't know that I never cared about such things. If your attitude is considered rude, then I think some people in the Knights of the Round Table are destined to be locked in a dungeon for a lifetime."

I curled my lips. "God knows how much effort I spent to integrate you, the Knights of the Round Table, when I took over Camelot. If I were so pretentious, I would die sooner or later."

"It's not the same thing."

Stopped, Lancelot looked down at me, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and bitterness, "How many things you have done for Camelot and for the king, others may not be clear, but as The most basic and core of the Knights is something that we can’t know more clearly. Except for Bediwell, who has been with the king, as long as the core knights have stayed in Camelot, there is no one who will not sincerely admire you. ."

"Aha, it's just a matter of duty, Lance, you don't compliment me less."

Scratching my cheek, I shook my head with a wry smile, and looked away from the line of sight. "I just finished my job. If it weren't for Arthur's name, I'm afraid only I can't do anything by myself."

Yes, all glory belongs to my king.

Without the support of Altria’s name as "King Arthur", it would be difficult to take any action when he first accepted Camelot—especially to order the group not to listen. A knight who thinks that his martial arts is outstanding and his eyes are above the top

I think I didn't have much effort to regain those guys.

After all, to control the strength so that they can rest on their own bed and rest on their own will not delay the work, but it is a very brain-consuming thing.

Fortunately, Lancelot appeared later, about the forceful suppression of the group of three days without going to the front line, because there was no way to go to the front, so the resentment of the knights was completely handed over.

"……Hey……"

Lancelot seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just shook his head and didn't speak again. He just sighed slightly and waved his hand as if to throw away something unpleasant.

"...Lance, you..."

Seeing his movements, I was taken aback.

If you didn't make a mistake just now, it was Lancelot's inadvertent movement, which seemed extremely accurate to block a black gel-like human face that seemed to be finally unable to control it.

And that thing, just after a very rapid tremor... disappeared?

No, or to put it more vividly, it should be...purified?

"?"

Probably wondering why my words didn't follow, Lancelot looked at me again with a look of confusion.