The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"It's so scary that even a gorilla can be stopped!"

"Hey! What are you talking about?! Be careful, Master Gawain will come back to settle the score with you later!"

However, Gawain didn't have the mind to care about those things at the moment.

His attention was completely focused on the clash of swords in front of him.

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

but--

He felt like he had found something.

That's right.

This is the strength that a king should possess!

If you can't even beat yourself, how can you be called the king!

The king's sword swing should be as powerful as this!

"Drink——!"

Gawain raised his father's sword and slashed it downwards - a powerful blow!

With a ding sound!

The sword from his father collided with the Sword in the Stone.

Everyone felt the texture of this collision at that moment, and some children even started crying.

But the result is obvious.

Dark clouds passed by.

Click——

Click——

Cracks appeared on the blade of the sword held by Gawain, and then spread all over the sword like a snake.

The mark is broken.

The sword broke.

All that was left in Gawain's hands was a small half of the sword.

The crowd was deathly silent.

You know, in a knight's duel, breaking the opponent's sword, especially a heavy blade like the one just now, means suppressing the opponent's strength.

In this duel, Gawain was defeated.

"I lost." Gao Wen admitted his failure very magnanimously.

“You are indeed amazing.”

"Not bad." Artorius looked at the other person coldly.

"As a knight, being able to swing with that kind of force is already very shocking to me."

"But - failure is failure."

"Then kill me." Gawain said calmly, "Just now I was not a knight and could not be killed. Now I am a knight and you should be able to do it."

"Kill you?"

Artorius took back the Sword in the Stone.

"I have no interest in such things."

"I just want to prove that I am not afraid of your challenge."

"Give me back that sword."

"Ah?" Gawain looked at the small broken sword in his hand.

“But it has become like this.”

"It's okay, just give it back to me."

"……Understood."

Artorius took the broken half of the sword and held it.

Just as Gawain was wondering what he was going to do with it.

Artorius then walked towards Ian, who was standing beside him, under Gawain's gaze.

Then——

He pointed at the small half of the sword in his hand and said something to Ian. After getting the answer, he hugged the other person directly.

Gao Wen was confused.

Artorius was as majestic as a lion one second ago, but the next second he leaned in his father's arms as docilely as a girl.

Just from the perspective of gender, this is already very wrong, right? !

Father, what did you say?!

64. The last emotion in a girl’s heart (-word chapter)

【Gawain is one of the best knights in Camelot.】

[His defeat implicitly proves the strength of Artorius.]

[If there is anyone who is still qualified to challenge him, it is only you, Gawain's father. ]

【But seeing how close you and Artorius are, everyone realizes that this is absolutely impossible.】

"Well, see you later, Mr. Ian."

Artorius smiled slightly, and walked to the other end of the street alone with the broken sword.

Her steps were light and swift, completely lacking the momentum she had just had when she confronted Gawain.

No one knew what exactly happened - they only felt that King Ian of Lot seemed to have used some very powerful means.

"Father."

Gawain came closer.

"Then now..."

Ian adjusted his mood and replied:

"Gawain, continue to do what you are supposed to do."

"Well...I see."

Gawain would never question his father's orders.

But this time is an exception.

"Um, Father, can I ask you something before I go?"

"Ask, my child."

"that is--"

Gawain looked in the direction of the street where Artorius had disappeared.

"What did he tell you?"

"..."

Sometimes Ian really wanted to seal Gawain's mouth.

"nothing."

"He just wanted to talk to me about something."

【Of course what you told Gao Wen was not the complete truth.】

[Artorius does want to talk to you - but it's not just a simple chat. ]

[“Mr. Ian, I want to tell you something important. Please come to the city wall in the evening. I will be waiting for you there.”]

You don’t know what that means.

[But you get the feeling that this will teach you more about her.]

So you agreed.

[Gawain's defeat brought this one-on-many duel to an end with Artorius' victory, and the crowd gradually dispersed.]

【Gao Wen follows your command line and starts to work.】

[Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point, except that it was slightly tilted towards Artorius.]

[And when you were about to leave, a hand was placed on your shoulder. ]

Feeling someone's hand on his shoulder, Ian turned around and saw an unexpected figure.

That's Merlin.

He was wearing a white coat and had a faint smile on his face.

Ian immediately became alert - if this guy smiled, it would definitely be bad news.

Merlin didn't mind Ian's attitude though.

He continued in a nonchalant manner:

"Don't look at me like that. After all, I brought an excellent king to Camelot, didn't I?"

Hearing this, a few tiny blue veins popped out on Ian's forehead.

"Merlin, you better not let me find a way to kill you."

"Hahahahaha!" Merlin laughed.

"If that kind of thing can really be achieved, it would be a novel experience."

"But it's a pity - even I don't know how to kill myself."

"But." Merlin restrained his smile, "Before you kill me, don't you want to know more from me?"

"..."

[You don't really have much information at hand.]

[You finally decided to have a brief talk with Merlin.]

[You and he came to the wheat field outside the city. ]

"I say, there's no need to be so extreme, right?"

Merlin picked a stalk of wheat with a black spike.

"This is equivalent to bringing in the entire Camelot as a bargaining chip - is this really appropriate for you?"

Realizing that Merlin had seen through what he and Morgan had done in the wheat field.

Ian was not ambiguous.

"What? Are you going to expose this?"

"No."

Merlin threw away the rye ears in his hand, and the moment they hit the ground, they turned into petals and drifted away in the wind.

"I didn't say anything when you used magic to make them efficient."

"Then when everything returns to normal, it will naturally not be my turn to point fingers."

"..."

Ian did not let down his guard.

"If that's not the case, Merlin, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Just some simple instructions."

Merlin turned around, still with that smile on his face that Ian could not tolerate.