Artoria's expression changed, and she had a bad feeling in her heart. Because the situation was very serious before, she had ordered her subordinates to be on standby at any time, paying attention to the movements of the Windsor family, and always being prepared for war.
But now, Constantine and his men swaggered and killed the entire manor's guards. It was impossible to hide this news, and they had no intention of hiding it. Even now, Artoria could feel the gaze of experts from outside forces. Under this situation, the Knights of the Round Table did not move, and something was obviously wrong.
"Constantine! What on earth did you do?"
Arturia asked sternly, but she couldn't think of being as calm as before. People who practice martial arts have a bad temper, so how can they keep their composure.
Constantine chuckled and said: "What do you think? It means literally. You betrayed me and stabbed me in the back. Now, I will let you taste the feeling of betrayal. King Arthur, without the aid of the Knights of the Round Table, You are a polished commander, what can you do to fight with me?!"
"This is impossible! They will never betray me! You are talking nonsense!!!"
It was hard for Artoria to believe that her brother, who had been practicing together since she was a child, followed her in many battles, became famous in the underground world, and became the Seven Kings, would betray her. In her opinion, Constant Ding must be talking nonsense and lying to her, hoping to use this opportunity to intimidate her into surrendering without resistance!
The reason why the reinforcements from the Knights of the Round Table did not arrive must be because they were attacked by the Holy Sect. It must be so!
However, Constantine soon and ruthlessly broke her trust.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. Of course I have plenty of ways to make you believe it." A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Constantine's mouth, his eyes full of teasing.
"Lancelot, at this time, do you still need to hide? Come out and let King Arthur see him and see what her former admirer, the man who always regarded her as the goddess of war in his heart, did. thing."
Hearing this name, Artoria couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief on her face.
The Knights of the Round Table have a total of one hundred and fifty powerful knights since the first generation of King Arthur was founded. They have been passed down from generation to generation, and those who represent the highest combat power and whose strength is slightly inferior to the Seven Kings should be the Twelve Knights of the Round Table.
Among them, Lancelot's name is even more resounding, not because of anything else, but because this name represents the head of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, the strongest knight, King Arthur's right-hand man, and also the king in the underground world. The record is impressive.
However, with the presence of King Arthur, his achievements are often overshadowed by the opponent, but he doesn't seem to care and still tries his best to assist the opponent.
There are even rumors that Lancelot's strength is no less than that of King Arthur, or even stronger. He keeps suppressing his own strength just because he loves King Arthur and is unwilling to compete for the other's limelight.
Of course, Artoria had heard of this rumor before. Even when she was young and energetic, she specifically asked Lancelot to challenge her. Of course, Lancelot was unwilling, but he couldn't stand Artoria. After being harassed, he had no choice but to agree, and the result was self-evident. Lancelot was defeated, and it was a disastrous defeat.
Artoria felt that Lancelot was deliberately letting off steam, and she doubted the authenticity of the rumors even more. She kept asking for another fight, but Lancelot still refused, but Artoria would not discuss it with him carefully and fight him when they met. , Lancelot could only passively parry and take action.
Indeed, during this process, Artoria could clearly feel the improvement in Lancelot's strength, but it was not a particularly large increase. After months of torture, Lancelot was almost miserable. In the end, even Arturia herself was too embarrassed to do anything again, so she had to give up.
However, after so many duels, even if Lancelot persisted for longer and longer, he still never won. Arturia did not think that the other party could hide it forever, and basically had no idea about the rumors. Don't believe it anymore.
However, now it seems that the reason why the rumors are rumors is not groundless. From the fact that he hid in the dark just now without letting Artoria notice him and repelled her with one move, Lancelot's strength is definitely not what he showed before. In that way, it seemed that she had really been deceived. Lancelot was at least a quasi-god or above!
As Constantine's words fell, a faint ripple of air was like a stone hitting the calm water, half of which rippled. A figure appeared in front of everyone, with a tall figure, shiny blond hair, and a handsome face. , a typical handsome British man.
However, his dress is a little strange, not in line with modern society's attire, more like a young man playing cosplay. He wears British medieval armor engraved with British characters and the emblem of the Knights of the Round Table, and an inconspicuous sword locked in a scabbard. The ancient sword is handsome enough, but it is a bit of performance art.
"Lancelot, is it really you?! Why?!" Artoria's face was full of astonishment. She never expected that, as Constantine said, she was betrayed, and betrayed her. She is still her childhood sweetheart who she has always trusted the most and is responsible for almost all the affairs of the entire Knights of the Round Table.
Lancelot was expressionless, standing next to Constantine, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand, his head lowered, his eyes were stunned and he did not dare to look directly at Arturia.
Although you can't see his expression and attitude, anyone can feel his guilt and apology, and even give people the feeling that he was forced to do it out of helplessness, and he didn't want to get to where he is now.
"Let me tell you, seeing you two unable to say a word for a long time, I have a headache. Please, my time is also precious, okay? There are many people outside waiting to see What's the ending of this play! But Artoria, don't tell me, if you, a woman, hadn't paid attention and looked carefully, I really wouldn't have realized that you have such a high-class beauty. No wonder our chief is fascinated by it. The knight has a strength comparable to that of the Seven Kings, but he still doesn't mind doing anything for you."
"That's right! Our chief knight just likes you. He's very crazy. He's very similar to me back then. He doesn't hesitate to suppress his own strength for you and always pretends to be weaker than you. Even in order to keep you safe, in order to let you You escaped with a small life under the power of my holy sect, and I didn't hesitate to betray myself and you. It's just that women are like this, so cruel and cruel, even if he is willing to do this for you, it will ruin his reputation. In the future, you will sacrifice your life for this Holy Son, but you still won’t appreciate it, will you? I was very kind-hearted and couldn’t bear to see that he looked exactly the same as me before, so I wanted to persuade him. Unexpectedly, he almost followed me. I did it, it was really funny! A fool like him should be stabbed in the back several times like me, and then everything will be clear to him!!!"
Qin Rou frowned slightly. She naturally heard that Constantine's words seemed to be talking about Arturia and Lancelot. How could he not be criticizing her and mocking her
She raised her voice a little too high and asked in a cold voice: "Constantine, stop talking nonsense, what exactly do you want?! If you want revenge, I will fight if you want!!!"
"I said, you obey me, otherwise, even if I won't kill you, Artoria must die!"
"Holy Son! That's not what you told me before! You said that as long as I listen to you, you will let Artoria go!!!"
As soon as Constantine finished speaking, before anyone else could speak, Lancelot, who had been silent and with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and asked anxiously.
"Hahaha..." Constantine burst into laughter, his waist bent with laughter, and pointed at Lancelot, "Have you seen this man? He actually believes in love!!!" (To be continued)