Killing an old enemy

Chapter 24

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, he thought he had been discovered, but his reaction was quick enough, and he left when the other party walked to the window.

Never get caught...

He is a sinner who caused the destruction of Great Britain, so he is not worthy to appear before my king...

That kind of sad emotion quickly spread to his heart, causing Lancelot to close his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and told himself to leave later, so as not to be discovered, in that case, there would be no reason to stay I have pledged allegiance to my king.

"Are you lucky?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Lancelot's body froze quickly, subconsciously wanting to run away, but one hand rested on his shoulder and pressed him against the wall. The walls were hammered into depressions, and the broken stones fell down, making a clattering sound, completely trapping him in the corner.

"Why are you running, are you afraid that I will beat you this time?" Caesar narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, FG can't stand indiscriminately, but what he didn't expect was that this time Lancelot was actually presented in the image of a noble Saber, which avoided a fight.

Being questioned by the beloved king, Lancelot stumbled, "No, no..."

Even though the arm resting on his right shoulder looks slender, it might not be as heavy as his sword even if he hugged the king, but as a knight, he didn't dare to make any resistance movements, for fear of hurting the living standing on the ground. The king in front of him could only freeze his body and let him manipulate him.

Caesar ordered, "Watch me talk."

"Okay...Okay." Lancelot forced himself to look at the Lord whom he swore to be loyal to. He just looked at each other, as if he had been burned, and lowered his head again to avoid Caesar's sight, "I Don’t dare to offend the king.”

"I said, look up."

Lancelot closed his eyes, and said stubbornly, "I'm not qualified to talk to the king."

"...What are you talking about," Caesar glanced at his own panel, "I think Arthur is not angry."

His synchronization rate is still there, so some of King Arthur's emotions will also affect him, but it is clear that King Arthur does not resent Lancelot, and Caesar can also sense that he does not attribute the whole thing to Lancelot on a person.

Because there is never anything that can be caused by one person, if there is, it is necessary to find someone to take responsibility for everyone, so that everyone can relieve their guilt, but the person with the same fuse is not heinous.

In general, Caesar felt that Arthur should not be particularly angry. He thought the same as him. After all, it was his incompetent king who finally caused the destruction of Great Britain.

Just like Merlin, he probably understood this, so he didn't speak ill of Lancelot.

"You...are you not angry with me?"

"At least not as angry as you think."

"Why?" Hearing this, Lancelot suddenly raised his voice, emphasizing eagerly and helplessly, "No, my king, you should be very angry with me!"

No, if he doesn't even have resentment, then he...

Isn't he a complete stranger to Wang?

He would rather that he hated him, wanted to kill him the first time he saw him, and ordered him to go away, rather than say such an answer.

"Please judge me and punish me." Lancelot said, "I can accept anything."

"...Why do you say that?"

"This is because I am an unclean knight, and I betrayed you who wanted to offer my sword and knightly glory."

Lancelot thought, even if he was mad and lost his mind, he would probably attack the king persistently, and hoped to die by the king's sword.

Even if he could hear the knight's voice, Caesar couldn't understand why Lancelot's thoughts turned a corner and got involved in this aspect. Logically, after he said King Arthur's feelings of not disgusting and repelling After that, the knight should feel relieved, why did he become like this instead.

"No, you are not such a person, don't say that." Caesar decided to obey his thoughts, "If you continue to be awkward like this, do you really want to make me angry?"

"I swear to my king, I have never made you angry!"

"Then be more natural. Is what I said a joke? If you don't hate it, you don't hate it."

"..."

Gradually, Lancelot's dim purple eyes lit up, and the knight regained his spirit. "Is it true...?"

"I won't repeat it a second time."

Although the words were short, they seemed to contain some mysterious magic power, which completely cheered up the knight in the lake. He summoned up his courage, and finally looked at the extremely respected and beloved king who appeared in a different form at this moment.

However, is it an illusion?

Why does it feel like my king is such a small one after waking up...

Lancelot is 1.9 meters tall, while Caesar is only in the early 1.6 meters, so even if the latter coerces him to shrink into the corner, this is a rather awkward posture. From a distance, it looks like Caesar is throwing himself into his arms. like.

For Lancelot, it was too unruly.

As a result, the knight who was originally showing a bewildered expression couldn't help being distracted, the astonishment on that handsome and outstanding face faded, and he became extremely entangled - he wanted the king to retreat, but he didn't want him to pull away.

"My lord," Lancelot became afraid to look at him, but couldn't help but gritted his teeth at last, "Can you step back a little?"

Caesar listened to his mental journey "..."

These days, as Nakahara Chuya said, the same sex should keep a certain distance.

So, he immediately let go of Lancelot, and then took a step back, deciding to expose the subject, "Lancelot, why are you following me?"

If he hadn't been aware of the aura of not being completely concealed, I am afraid that the knight would not show up at all, but silently watched his back from a distance.

"That's not stalking." Lancelot whispered, "It's just my king, there is danger around you."

"Danger?"

"That Roman Emperor Lucius, what if he shows up again and tries to do something to you, and—"

He originally wanted to stay away from him and not be an eyesore traitor, but he was really worried about his safety, so he chose to watch the situation from afar and did not return to the seat of the heroic spirit, which is why he knew Some information from other places.

"Fuyuki City...seems to have magical fluctuations recently." Lancelot's eyebrows showed worry, "The Holy Grail War will start, what if a magician regards you as an opponent?"

This sentence surprised Caesar.

"Holy Grail War?" He repeated, and said in disgust, "In this world, there are still those annoying magicians?"

He is telling the truth, although magicians are generally the masters who summon heroic spirits, but there is one thing about standard magicians - they only care about magic circuits and don't care about human rights, that is, they can use the lives of their children at will , a group of lunatics who do everything possible to achieve the goal of obtaining the Holy Grail.

When it first came out, he didn't notice the fluctuation of the Holy Grail, but he didn't expect to have it now.

It's really annoying, the Holy Grail, which is so disrespectful and dares to tempt the Heroic Spirits, is about to be released again.

Nishizawa is not interested in the so-called "Holy Grail that can fulfill all wishes". The reason why he has responded to the Holy Grail War several times is to be able to appear in the world-after all, compared with their long-dead heroic spirits, the future It is an extremely vivid and alluring word.

At the same time, he was very disgusted with the saying of "holding after being summoned by the master", which is why he did not choose to sign a contract with Chuya Nakahara. Nishizawa has the right to choose the master himself, and he does not want to be held by anyone at all. bondage.

"But I don't know the exact time when the magic power will gather, so I'm by your side." Lancelot said softly, "So you..."

For some reason, Caesar felt that there was a hint of longing and expectation in the eyes of the knight in the lake.

"Can you let me, a sinner, stay by your side?"

Before Caesar had time to speak, he hurriedly added, "My lord, I can hide in the dark and will never cause you any trouble. Please let me remake your sword, I will be very useful , so that the king doesn’t need to do anything, I can solve all the troubles for you.”

"I don't need it." He is not a weak person.

Lancelot lowered his head in frustration, his face became extremely bleak.

Sure enough, serving the king again, is this just a hopeless extravagant hope...

The knight in the lake shut himself up for a moment, and fell silent, but did not refute his words.

Caesar "..."

"It's not impossible." Caesar said, "But without my permission, don't make a move."

Lancelot raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkled, and he said eagerly, "As long as it is the king's order, I will do it well."

After that, he knelt down halfway, put his hands on his chest, and solemnly raised his head to swear, "I will offer my glory, my sword will be the king's sword, and the king's will will be my own will, and I will never betray you. Fight to the death!"

This time, let him fulfill his promise.

Afterwards, the knight stood up and stared at him with that focused and gentle gaze, his eyes almost unblinking.

Caesar "..."

Although being the sun is probably used to being worshiped by humans, as expected, he still couldn't accept the allegiance of another person's undisguised chivalry of Great Britain.

Rather, he is in a delicate mood at the moment...

Caesar began to doubt his identity again, because the idea of ​​a "King of Great Britain" from the heart always popped up involuntarily, but it did not violate his own thinking, and it could even be said to be It fits pretty well.

Even Karna is...

Probably because his spirit foundation is vague and "conceptual", that's why those ideas are perfectly integrated, allowing him to understand without any obstacles.

Even though I can't fully explain it this way...

"By the way, where do you live now." Caesar abandoned this doubt, and chose to ask the person in front of him, "Have you found a place?"

"..." Lancelot showed a puzzled expression, "Where the king is, I will be there."

Of course, the spirit body followed Caesar's side. After all, the heroic spirit does not need to sleep, and he does not lack magic power. In this way, 24-hour protection can be called chivalry?What if the king is in crisis because of his departure?

In that case, Lancelot would never forgive such a useless self.

So he has made up his mind, must swear to protect the king to the death, never let the king leave his sight, and always be by his side, whether it is the Holy Grail or the group of heroic spirits, he will solve it for him.

Caesar, who heard his voice, "..." Lancelot, don't you have a strong desire for protection?

"is it okay?"

"...It's better not to, just outside."

"Why?" Lancelot asked humbly, with a serious expression, "Isn't this bad?"

"No reason." Caesar said, he didn't want him to insert into his private space, "This is the king's decision, and there is no need to refute it."

Hearing this, Lancelot did not speak any more, but his eyes revealed an undisguised expression of extreme admiration, which made it impossible to avoid him, almost slamming him in the face, every move Said "I am your most loyal knight!".

——Ah, the appearance of my king issuing orders is really beautiful!As expected of my king!

——Please pay more attention to me, my lord...the expressionless face is so cute...

"..."

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