Almost every inch of the wall of the stone room has been knocked on, and no help can be found to escape... Lancelot silently took a breath, and then glanced at the queen who was resting with her eyes closed. novel .
Could it be that there is nothing he can do other than maintain his physical strength
She looked helplessly at the shackles on her body... This is a tool that can confine power. Even so, the shackles did not suppress the power inside the holy armor.
Calculating the time, the self-repair of the holy armor should be almost completed... The key is how to open the shackles on the hands.
Also, how to deal with the cat and Catherine's holy clothes: 'Guinevia's Confession'.
The first Knights of the Round Table [nelotduke] once fell in love (green) with King Arthur's queen Guinevia, which finally led to a tragic ending in which love is a ray of light.
Result: King Arthur died in the battle of Jianlan, and the queen entered the monastery to repent. As for the first generation of Lancelot, he never saw his lover again until his death.
According to the legend, the holy costume 'Guinivea's Confession' has the ability to completely restrain the holy armor of [nelotduke] and the 'Lake of Indestructibility'... It also only has this special ability. The gold armor of ordinary great knights is incomparable.
It wasn't that the person who created the holy clothes specially attached this ability, it was just the oath made by the first generation Lancelot with his own sword before he died.
Never hurt anything about Guinevia.
Later, it evolved into a situation where "Wuhuizhihuguang" could not attack the holy costume "Guinivea's Confession", which is the so-called complete restraint.
However, the holy costume also disappeared with the death of Guinevia in the monastery. Although the descendants of the knights in the past have been trying to find the whereabouts of this legendary holy costume, so far they have not been able to find a trace of it. clues.
Why did it appear in the hands of the 'myth of doom'
This question has been lingering in Lancelot's mind... She has a high degree of fit with [nelotduke], and she is almost the one who can use the power of the holy armor the most among all the Knights of the Round Table this year... Except for this In addition, her shooting ability is far inferior to that of the clown, and her swordsmanship is also inferior to that of Gareth.
Every Twelve Round Table has its specialties, but she is mediocre in every aspect...
"Get some rest, ladies."
Just as she was meditating, a voice suddenly came from outside the stone room... With the opening of the stone room door, the moment the light suddenly increased, three figures appeared at the door at the same time.
One of them is Catherine, the holder of the Holy Clothes... As for the others, they are Caesar and Judas.
The queen who closed her eyes and meditated on the stool slowly opened her eyes.
At this time, Catherine and Judas walked in at the same time, and came directly in front of Lancelot. Her body power had been imprisoned, and she could not call the power of the holy armor, let alone Catherine, who was completely restrained even if she called. Now I can only helplessly give up resistance.
"It's very good." Catherine chuckled lightly, "I thought you would make another rose."
Faced with such ridicule, Lancelot was... wanting to dig a hole to bury herself, she just pretended not to hear, and frowned, "You kidnapped the Queen, what are you trying to do?"
No one answered her question, Caesar just waved his hand, and Catherine and Judas pushed Lancelot out of the stone room at the same time.
Before leaving, Caesar glanced at Lancelot and said calmly, "We will meet again later."
After the two escorted Lancelot away, Caesar walked slowly in front of Her Majesty the Queen.
He took out a pocket watch from his clothes and looked at the time, "It's 7:13 p.m., Your Majesty... I'm sorry for making you spend two hours and seven minutes in such a harsh environment." time."
The queen smiled slightly and said, "So, don't you plan to use a dinner to make up for your apology?"
"Sorry, for the food, someone will bring it later." Caesar was a little surprised... This queen seemed to be a little different from the outside rumors.
Her Majesty straightened her sitting posture at this time, "My physical strength has not been as good as before, so Mr. Hijacker, please allow me to sit and talk to you."
"It's okay, I'll leave soon." Caesar nodded.
The queen smiled and said: "I was thinking, it's about time for you to come and see me... Are you going to tell me the intention behind this hijacking, and how to deal with me?"
Caesar didn't speak, but walked slowly around the queen, and then calmly expressed his request to the knight organization and the British government.
When she heard that she would be publicly executed, Her Majesty frowned subtly, but concealed the past well, as if mocking herself, "It seems that apart from the title of the longest reigning queen, In addition, I have to add one more, the first queen to be publicly executed in modern times? I have too many titles, and it is estimated that there is no room for engraving on the tombstone."
"I'm curious, you don't seem to be scared at all." Caesar looked at it and said, "Is it the information from the government, or the certainty of the knight organization that you will be rescued?"
The queen laughed and said, "I'm already at this age. In the next few years, no matter which day I am suddenly taken away from this world, it may not be a strange thing... May I ask you a question."
"Ask." Caesar nodded, "You have the right, Your Majesty the Queen."
The Queen looked up, "You guys, why do you want to make Northern Ireland independent?"
"Because a country is needed." Caesar said indifferently.
"What do you want a country to do?" the queen continued to ask.
"Survive."
"Is there no soil for your survival?"
"On those soils, there are guys who enslave, arrest, brutally kill, oppress and bully us."
"That's why you use this radical method?"
"That's why it's a last resort."
"If you are really independent, what are you going to do next?"
"We extend an invitation to all of our kind in the world to live freely in this country."
"Maybe there will be war next."
"We have seen too much blood and are not afraid of war."
"Sir, do you have any children?"
"have."
"For your children too?"
"yes."
"Hope you succeed."
"Will do."
…
It is still a cell made of stone, but this is not a simple cell for closure, but a place where a large number of instruments of torture are placed.
Right here, Lancelot's hands were locked and hung from the ceiling with iron chains. She was almost standing on tiptoe... Catherine was looking at her playfully.
"Did you never think that as a noble knight of the round table, one day you would be treated like this?" Catherine pinched Lancelot's chin and asked with a smile.
"Are you going to torture me?" Lancelot said coldly.
"What are you doing to torture you?" Catherine suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Isn't it better to do something more interesting to you than torture?"
As he said that, at the moment when Lancelot was surprised, Catherine kissed her lips directly... Her cheeks were pinched, and her lips could only be opened, allowing the other party's tongue to invade wantonly in her mouth. with.
The moment the female knight was violated, she was almost in a state of astonishment. When the touch brought by the soft thing rolling in her body began to spread from the cerebral cortex like a slight paralysis, she realized that she should Revolt!
However, the moment she wanted to bite off the opponent's tongue angrily, Catherine had already let go of the intersection.
The glittering and translucent crystal thread began to stretch between the two of them, and finally broke.
Miss Catherine laughed jokingly and said, "It's really immature kissing skills... I've read your profile. I'm 25 years old, have I never experienced a man? Do you want to be like a saintly girl and keep pure?"
"What did you eat?!" Lancelot only felt something slip down from the back of his throat... This was something that was forced into her mouth while the other party was violating.
"A parasitic engraving worm. This is a filthy thing that a magician family in the East has studied for nearly half a century... As for the effect, you will know soon."
As Lancelot was horrified, Catherine tore her collar quite roughly... The collar of the white shirt was torn to the chest, and the buttons bounced off the ground.
Her white blouse was finally ripped open, revealing a body in nothing but underwear... a towering chest and a well-worked belly with well-defined abs.
Catherine pointed at Lancelot's throat, and slowly slid down from here, "I heard that even those who have acquired the inheritance of the Knights of the Round Table, not everyone can maximize the power of the inheritance... Generally All of them have only reached the stage of initial integration, that is, they cannot fully integrate with the holy armor, and they must wear at least parts of the holy armor to activate its ability. Only those who have reached the second stage can achieve 'integration' ’ To an extent, at this time, the holy armor and the knight’s body have been integrated, and it will not peel off unless it is death.”
The fingers finally landed on Lancelot's stomach.
At this moment, Lancelot suddenly felt a severe cramping pain emanating from his abdomen... The degree of such severe pain even made her break out in a cold sweat instantly.
Breathing quickly... I really want to cry out in pain.
"It seems that it has begun to take effect." Catherine narrowed her eyes at this moment: "The Twelve Round Table, the holy seal of [nelotduke]."
I saw a golden engraving on Lancelot's abdomen, slowly emerging from her skin.
"This...this is your plan..." Lancelot endured the pain, "Deprive me...of my power?"
"It's just the beginning." Catherine smiled.
She didn't make any further moves towards Lancelot, but instead slowly backed away to the door.
When the door of the stone chamber opened, outside the door... Caesar came.
Caesar glanced at the situation in the stone room, and asked directly, "Are you ready?"
Catherine folded her hands, hugged Caesar's neck lightly, leaned against Caesar's neck, blinked and said, "How do you plan to reward me?"
"Are you going to marry me?" Caesar asked abruptly.
"What?" Catherine was taken aback suddenly.
The moment he was distracted, Caesar let go of her hand, and walked directly in front of Lancelot... Catherine's face was ecstatic at this time, and then followed, "The effect of the engraving worm is very good. It seems that this Oriental The magician family does have some skills... the holy seal, depending on the situation, will be temporarily peeled off from her soon."
Sensing the man's gaze on him, Lancelot couldn't help shivering... There seemed to be desolation in the man's eyes.
"You...you are their leader?" Lancelot asked weakly... Every second of the separation of the holy seal was a great pain.
"My name is Caesar." Caesar said slowly, "But in your information, there may only be the name [Oberon] (Oberon)."
"Caesar?" Lancelot frowned.
Catherine smiled and said: "To be precise, Caesar Caesar... is the descendant of the Elf King [Oberon] born to Julius Caesar and the legendary witch Morgan Le Fay."
"Legendary witch, Morgan..." Lancelot said with a hint of horror on his face, "Could it be..."
"Just as you think, it is the man that your knight organization called the king at the beginning, the half-sister Witch Morgan... So strictly speaking, he also has part of King Arthur's blood."
While speaking, Catherine took off her coat for Caesar.
"How could..." Lancelot was shocked.
Catherine sneered and said, "Now you know why we took the holy seal from you, right?"
Caesar directly stretched out his hand at this time, and pressed it in front of Lancelot's abdomen, "The power of [nelotduke] belongs to me for the time being."
The pain when the seal started to peel off was ten times stronger than that of the engraving worm... The pain finally broke her nerves, broke her endurance, and the fear of losing the seal finally made her scream cry.
A full half hour.
The stone room continued to scream like this.
When the holy seal representing the power of [nelotduke] appeared on the back of Caesar's hand, Lancelot was almost in a state of collapse... Her body was hanging down naturally, and saliva began to flow from her lips because of the pain.
Caesar looked at the palm with the holy seal, and then lightly clenched his fist... A gray-black light instantly enveloped his whole body.
The dark gray armor faintly exuded a dark purple gleam... When the 'Lake of Indestructibility' also appeared in Caesar's hands at the same time, Lancelot finally lost consciousness and was so weak that he fainted.
Ignoring Lancelot's situation at this time, Catherine looked at Caesar with concern and asked eagerly, "How is it?"
"The 'unity' of the third stage is still a little bit reluctant, but it is almost enough."
Caesar took off the holy armor on his body, put on his coat again, glanced at the unconscious Lancelot, and said calmly: "Send her back to Her Majesty the Queen, and also send some food."
"You're still too kind..." Catherine shook her head.
…
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The city of fog, the institution of knights... Sir Pukins' manor.
On the lawn of the manor.
The strong wind bends the grass, and the sound of the spirulina turning is huge... A helicopter is slowly descending at this time, and at the same time, there are several other helicopters in the sky that are about to descend.
An old man, supported by two attendants, walked slowly from the helicopter,
At this time, Gareth Knight, who had been waiting here for a long time, hurried forward and greeted the old man. The old man was obviously the person in charge of the Birmingham Knight Agency.
At the same time, there was a bearded man behind the old man. Gareth also greeted, "Tristan, I haven't seen you in months...Your beard is still so beautiful."
"Come on." The bearded man... glared at Tristan, one of the Twelve Knights.
In his hand, he was also carrying a black box, which was even connected to Tristan's wrist with handcuffs.
Looking at the box, Gareth narrowed his eyes slightly, "The key..."
Then he looked at the other helicopters that were about to descend, and the heads of other knight agencies were sitting on them, and they were also responsible for transporting the arrival of other 'keys'.
Only by gathering the 'keys' of knight institutions from all over the world can the secret room where the [Holy Grail] is placed be opened...