Teaching You a Lesson, You Brat

Not only him, but the other knights were also in a very complicated situation at this moment. This decision was also extremely difficult for them.

"This is my decision. You may consider it yourselves."

The Lion King, riding his white horse, looked at the knights he had summoned and spoke indifferently.

"I need your answer before sunset. Whether you stay or leave is entirely up to you. Of course, you may also attack me. Whatever the outcome, I will accept it calmly. In the time to come, you will silently contemplate amidst the ruins of Jerusalem. I await your answer."

Having said that, the Lion King showed no more hesitation and led the white horse away in a more distant direction, leaving the Knights of the Round Table, still in disbelief, looking at each other in astonishment.

"What do we do? The Queen... she actually abandoned Human Order, abandoned humankind... if we don't resist the Humanity Incineration, then aren't we all accomplices of the Magic King?!"

"What should we do? Should we attack or help?"

"No... I don't know. On one hand, there's the loyalty of a knight, and on the other, the morality of being human. I don't know how to choose..."

"Ugh! Why did this have to happen? Wouldn't it have been better if I just stayed asleep?!"

Below, Rovey looked down at the group of Knights of the Round Table were looking at each other in bewilderment.

Where was the majesty and arrogance they once possessed as knights? They were now arguing incessantly amidst the ruins of the Jerusalem, their faces contorted with distress, confusion, and even near collapse.

Finally, the most sarcastic Kai didn't continue the discussion. He glanced at the arguing Knights of the Round Table, then left alone without saying a word.

"..."

Watching his figure disappear alone into the sunset, the Knights of the Round Table remained silent; they now knew the final choice Kay had made.

At night, he would raise his sword against the king.

What about them?

What should they do?

"I will help Wang!"

Unlike other knights who were conflicted, Agravaine made a decisive decision based on his own heart.

The crowd looked at Agravaine without saying anything, for they already knew that Agravaine would always stand firmly by the king's side, regardless of whether he was right or wrong.

Rovey didn't have any particular thoughts; the person he was looking for was Artoria, not the Lion King.

He wasn't familiar with Artoria in this world anyway, so of course he wouldn't be so idle as to accompany her in doing such a foolish thing.

Besides, he had nothing to do with these Knights of the Round Table. If he, an outsider, interfered with their choices, he would most likely be attacked by them. It was better to stay away.

"I'll be going now. You guys continue your discussion."

So, Rovey left without any hesitation.

Seeing the strange Magus leave behind them, the Knights of the Round Table naturally didn't say anything more.

After all, Rovey wasn't Knights of the Round Table, so he didn't need to worry about loyalty.

Walking through the ruins, Rovey began to tour the holy city, witnessing firsthand the devastation that had taken place there.

This is Jerusalem, the holy city of the Roman Catholic.

The timeframe is during the period of the First Crusades.

Why are you so sure?

That's because the fallen soldiers' bodies bore the distinctive insignia of the Crusaders from the First Crusade.

This was because during this period, Rome, the Holy Land of Catholicism, fell into the hands of Islam, so the Crusaders were launched to reclaim the lost territory. This is the most famous Crusades in religious history.

This is also the background event of Chapter Six.

The events triggered by Goetia casting the Holy Grail into this spacetime.

The appearance of the Lion King was entirely accidental.

The true enemies in this chapter should have been the pseudo- Crusaders led by the Demon-Man Lionheart King, and the Demon God Pillars cultivated on the Holy City's land. However, the Demon Lionheart King was eliminated by the Lion King beforehand, which is why Chaldea later faced the Lion King as their enemy.

Based on the current situation, it seems that the demon Lionheart King, who occupies this city, has probably been temporarily repelled by Artoria single-handedly, and is now brewing an offensive on this land in preparation for a counterattack.

However, if he really fights back, he's definitely doomed.

After all, the Lion King is too powerful. It would be almost impossible for ordinary Servant to defeat her, let alone now that she has summoned the Knights of the Round Table back and completely crushed the Crusaders led by the Demon Lionheart King.

Rovey could understand her thoughts on the Lion King's actions, but she absolutely did not agree with them.

Entrusting humanity to visitors is nothing more than an excuse for escapism.

Walking alone in the ruins, watching the dead lives, Rovey's heart ached involuntarily.

He seemed to hear it; the land was crying out to him, countless souls were lamenting to him, and they were constantly circling in his ears.

"Alas, the Holy Son... we can't just sit idly by."

Rovey did not refuse, but sat on a discarded rock and began to perform the simplest mass for these tragically deceased souls using what he had learned.

After he finished everything, he continued walking and found a dying Cardinal in the ruins. He was an old man whose eyes were bloodshot and mangled.

"Are you alright? Don't move around, I'll treat you."

"God... save me..."

Upon hearing Rovey's voice, the bishop, who was already on the verge of death, opened his bloodied eyes, his aged voice weak and strained.

Upon hearing this, Rovey bent down, took his hand, and began to treat him.

A faint, miraculous glow emanated from his palm—a miracle belonging to the "Holy Son."

Legend has it that the Holy Son can heal the wounded simply by holding their hand, and that is exactly what he is using now.

A glimmer of miracle flashed, and the Cardinal's bloodied eyes regained their sight. He looked at Rovey's outstretched hand, then at the thorny scar on his forehead, and his cloudy eyes unexpectedly burst into tears.

"Almighty God... You have not abandoned your most faithful believer..."

"Save this world... Save this world one more time..."

He cried, he laughed, his face beaming with tears of joy.

Finally, she kissed the back of Rovey's hand with trembling hands, then left with a smile on her face.

"..."

Because it was his natural death, Rovey was unable to treat him and could only perform a simple mass for him in the end.

Then, Rovey continued walking forward, pondering his current situation as he went.

He clearly remembered that he had come to pick up Artoria, but instead of Artoria, he encountered the Lion King.

Furthermore, the Holy City Camelot had not yet been established at this time, so the Chaldea would naturally not have arrived, therefore...

He has to go out and look for it himself first.

If we want to repair the Sixth Singularity, then we definitely need to fight the Lion King, but not now.

In this situation, with numerous Knights of the Round Table and herself being a god-level being, going to challenge her alone would be tantamount to suicide.

He had already planned it out. The Knights of the Round Table would most likely soon fall into infighting. When that happened, he would take a few of them as helpers while the Lion King was away and retreat immediately. He would deal with the rest later.

The Demon Lionheart King might attack from an unknown direction, and he didn't want to get involved in the battle, since neither side was a good person to him.

So, let's go back and take a look now...

I remember that Kay and Percival, these two top knights, were killed because they opposed the Holy Selection. Since that's the case, let's go back and try to recruit them. If we can keep them, we'll have two more powerful fighters in the battles to come, and they'll definitely be very useful later on.

After all, apart from King Hassan, the fighting strength of Hassan's side was truly appalling. It could be said that Rameses II's side was the one holding the line the whole time.

"I hope everything goes smoothly this time too."

With a slight sigh, he was about to head back to talk to Kai and the others.

Suddenly, a flirtatious and sarcastic female voice rang out behind her.

"Hey! You damn Magus!"

Rovey noticed her presence, then turned to look and saw Mordred, wearing red and silver bull-head armor, appear directly behind him, looking menacing.

"First of all, I don't call you 'Hey'."

"What's your name again? Never mind, you're probably just a nobody anyway. Let me get straight to the point: are you willing to support my father?!"

Mordred drew his dark red magic sword from his waist and then grinned as he asked.

Chapter 166 Teaching You a Lesson, You Brat

"Huh? Are you asking me that?"

Turning his head to look at Mordred, who appeared behind him and was asking him what he thought of the Lion King's decision and wanted to know whether he would support the Lion King's decision and choose to obey, Mordred 'Rovey expression became somewhat strange.

He turned to her, looking at her with surprise, and asked, "Why are you asking me this? Shouldn't this be something only you Knights of the Round Table would consider? What use is my opinion as an outsider?"

"Ah... it's actually quite simple. After all, those idiots argued for ages and still couldn't reach a conclusion, and they even split into two factions. So I thought I'd come and ask you, a stranger, for your opinion. After all, you seem quite refined and cultured, and you're probably much wiser Gawain that gorilla Gawain or that rutting stray dog Lancelot, right?"

Mordred didn't hide anything and frankly told Rovey the reason.

Is it fair to say that she was completely unprepared and so easily exposed the internal divisions within the Knights of the Round Table, or that she was very open and honest?

In short, Mordred gives the impression of being easily fooled from the moment she appears.

"Oh, I see."

Rovey stroked his chin, having finally understood Mordred's thoughts, and then replied with interest, "However, would it make any difference to you whether I support the Lion King or not?"

"The difference is huge! Hehehe..."

Upon hearing this, Mordred flicked the magic sword in his hand, then grinned at Rovey in front of him, and said very casually, "If you support my father, then I'll make an exception and take you, this frail Magus, under my wing, and consider you a companion for now. If you don't support me..."

"What if I don't support it?"

"Of course I'll kill you! Although you don't seem to have much skill, you're still a small fry as an enemy. So I'll eliminate you here as my spoils to gain my father's forgiveness!!"

"Oh, I see... You really are a capable and wonderful child, Mordred. To think so much about your father, the Mordred, you truly are a filial son of Britannia!"

Rovey nodded in sudden realization. Although his words were meant to praise Mordred, they sounded a bit off to him, almost sarcastic. But Mordred, that little fool, actually took it as a compliment.

"Alright, you idiot, stop praising me. No matter how much you flatter me, I won't hold back!"

"So... you're planning to support the Lion King, and you're even prepared to eliminate the dissidents?"

Rovey continued to probe for information.

"Of course, she is my father, the emperor. If I don't support her, who else should I support?"

Mordred, hands on her hips, replied proudly, "I just don't understand why Sir Kay, who is my father's sworn brother, would leave alone. He should have come to support my father too. I really don't get it."

"Speaking of which, there are actually some things I don't understand either. I haven't even expressed my opinion yet, and it's not important in itself. So why didn't you go after Sir Kay, who has already made his stance clear, but instead came after me first?"

"Haha, it's actually quite simple. After all, you're the only outsider, so of course I'll deal with you first. And more importantly... I'm no match for Kai. If it weren't for the sudden sneak attack, Kai would definitely have knocked me to the ground, so you're the easiest one to bully," Mordred explained smugly.

It's clear that she feels no shame whatsoever for not being able to beat Kai and then turning to Rovey.

This guy really picks on the weak; his skin is so thick that even the Holy Lance couldn't penetrate it.

If Artoria had even a tenth of his thick skin, she wouldn't have been so angrily confronted by the King of Conquerors at the banquet.

"So... you think I'm easy to bully, right?"

Rovey covered his face, actually not really wanting to pay attention to this brat.

Isn't that obvious?

Mordred looked at Rovey with an air of self-righteousness.

After all, everyone else was a knight, and he was the only one dressed as Alchemy. His only weapon was a ceremonial sword. You could tell at a glance that he was just a pretty face. His only function was probably to throw a few fireballs and do some research in his workshop.

But what use are scholars on the battlefield?!

"Actually, I'm a pretty easygoing person, and I also care a lot about seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. It doesn't matter which side I support, after all, I'm not Knights of the Round Table."

Rovey stroked his chin and said with a hint of amusement, "But you have to tell me your specific setup. If it's just the two of us supporting the Lion King and we get ganged up on by a bunch of other knights, I'm not going to do something that would be a loss."

"Haha, you're such a fickle person! But your honesty is really good, I like it."

"Don't worry, our numbers and strength are definitely stronger than theirs. I, Gawain, Tristan, Gareth, Lancelot, Gawain, and Agravaine are all here. This time, Galahad and Lamorak did not respond to the summons. Now, only Kay and Percival are slightly stronger on the other side; the rest are not worth mentioning."