"call!"
In the violent sea of fire, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, causing a figure to appear in front of Jeanne d'Arc (Alter).
The heavy shield, which was as tall as a human, was lifted up and blocked in front of Jeanne d'Arc (Alter), gathering both of them behind the shield.
The person who came was none other than Mashu.
"That shield, is it...!?"
Lancelot's complexion finally changed as he struck down with a mighty force, and his eyes revealed a look of astonishment and astonishment.
However, trying to restrain his strength at this time was no longer possible.
The full blow of the noble phantom of Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, hit the shield in front of him hard.
"clang-!"
Like steel hitting a golden bell, when the magic sword shining with lake light fell on the shield, a sonic sound echoed, blowing away the surrounding flames.
"grumble-!"
At the same time, the blade of the magic sword, which overflowed with magic power, rubbed across the shield like a broken bamboo, causing sparks to burst out fiercely, and a harsh sound that vibrated the eardrums and reverberated along with it.
"Been blocked...!?"
Lancelot's expression changed again and again, and he could no longer remain calm.
"Drink!"
Mashu then shouted out, the shield in his hand was like a hammer, and with a violent swing, it hit Lancelot.
“Bang—!”
With a muffled sound, the side of the shield hit Lancelot hard on the chest.
"Goooo...!"
Lancelot suddenly let out a distressed cry, and his whole body was sent flying.
However, Lancelot quickly reacted, adjusted his body shape in mid-air, spun around, landed on the ground, and retreated violently against the ground, only to stop after a while.
"Ahem!"
Lancelot held his chest and coughed.
However, Lancelot can't control that much anymore.
"That shield, and this heavy blow that seemed like a righteous attempt to kill a relative, could you be just..."
Lancelot's eyes when he looked at Matthew were still filled with astonishment and bewilderment. In addition, there was also a deep sense of disbelief and uncertainty.
This is natural, right
Galahad, who is known as the most perfect and ideal Knight of the Holy Grail, is the illegitimate son of Lancelot. He is the son of Lancelot and Princess Elaine, the daughter of King Fisher. Lancelot went to visit On the occasion of King Fisher's death, Princess Elaine, who was in love with him, cast an illusion on him and transformed into a princess and slept with him, which led to the birth of Galahad.
When he woke up, Lancelot was extremely angry and wanted to kill his mother, but he gave up because Elaine was pregnant. However, he left directly instead of staying with Elaine, letting Galahad not see him until he became an adult. Regarding his own father, it is well known that the father-son relationship between Galahad and Lancelot has not been harmonious since he joined the Round Table.
Therefore, others can realize that Matthew has inherited Galahad's power, and it is natural that Lancelot, who is Galahad's father, cannot not notice it.
only...
"...For some reason, after seeing you appear, a surge of anger surged through my body again."
Matthew looked at Lancelot closely and spoke in a low voice.
"Although this emotion can no longer affect me, it is just the emotion released by the spiritual base integrated into my body, but I decided to accept this emotion and question you."
Saying that, Matthew showed a rare angry look and glared at Lancelot.
"Lancelot, Knight of the Lake, let me ask you, the King is right in front of you, yet you actually become his enemy again, collude with the Lion King, and help others do evil. Is this what you, who is known as the First Knight of the Round Table, should do?"
Matthew's questioning was more ferocious than ever.
At least, seeing Mashu like this, everyone in Chaldea was frightened.
Even Lancelot appeared dumbfounded, and in the end, his eyes started to wander.
Seeing Lancelot like this, Matthew became even more angry.
That look was like looking at an irresponsible and unprincipled father, with anger and a hint of contempt in his eyes.
That trace of disdain made Lancelot feel as if his heart had been struck by a sword, causing him pain.
"No...that...how to say..."
Lancelot's tone seemed to be guilty, and he looked really hopeless.
"Okay, you don't need to say anything." Matthew directly interrupted Lancelot and said in a tough manner that he had never seen before: "Anyway, that's the kind of person you are, both lustful and blind. As long as it is for beautiful women, you will do anything. You say you respect women and love women, but in fact you just attack beautiful women without any lower limit!"
"Oh!" Lancelot covered his heart, as if he had been stabbed several times with swords, and his steps became staggering.
But Matthew hasn’t given up yet.
At this moment, Mashu absorbed Galahad's emotions that emerged from deep within his heart, turned them into words, and vented them out continuously.
"I have nothing to say to you like this. Anyway, this is not the first time that you have become dizzy and done unimaginable wrong things. If you are so unconscious, then let me use this shield to smash you." Wake you up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Matthew raised his shield, kicked off the ground without any hesitation, and rushed towards Lancelot.
"Wait... wait! Listen to me first!"
Lancelot panicked.
"Drink!"
Matthew turned a deaf ear and rushed in front of Lancelot. The shield in his hand roared and swung up. Amidst the sound of the wind, he attacked Lancelot mercilessly.
"Wait! Wait! Didn't I say wait...!?"
Lancelot could only dodge the heavy shield whizzing towards him in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and retreated violently, only to be pursued by Matthew involuntarily.
For a moment, the shield in Matthew's hand kept swiping through the air, and kept hitting Lancelot with a roar that shook his ears.
Lancelot seemed to be forced into a desperate situation. After being unable to escape, he could only raise the magic sword to resist.
An offensive and defensive battle began like this.
However, the shield soldiers who were supposed to be on the defensive side were attacking fiercely like berserkers, while the swordsmen were blindly defending, making the sound of fighting endless.
"... What on earth are these two people doing?"
Jeanne d'Arc [Alter] didn't know what was going on and just stayed there with a blank look on her face.
As everyone knows, another Knight of the Round Table present has disappeared without realizing it.
... ... ... ...
"Lord Luo Zhen!"
Jing Ming, who had always been by Luo Zhen's side, suddenly tensed up and took a defensive posture.
"Um?"
Luo Zhen, who was watching the battle, felt something in his heart, turned his head and looked forward.
"That's it." Luo Zhen seemed to understand something, curled his lips and smiled, and said to himself: "I realized that I am the center of this place, the source that makes the followers so strong, so I took advantage of the chaos to come here. Here, are you ready to deal with me as the source first?"
As soon as this was said, someone immediately responded.
"This is just a delayed verdict. When you disobeyed the king in front of the main gate of the Holy City, you should have paid the price with your life. Now I am just here to collect it."
The handsome knight holding a harp came to Luo Zhen and showed an elegant smile.
"It's sad, though."
Tristan, the Son of Sorrow, arrived quietly like this.
Let Luo Zhen smile slightly, his eyes full of teasing.