Infighting Among the Knights of the Round Table

Seeing that Kai had not lost his composure and objectivity, Rovey was very satisfied.

This means that he has gained a valuable combat asset on par with a Knights of the Round Table.

"Then, I, who can be considered Saint time being, am willing to lend you a hand, Sir Kay."

He drew his ceremonial short sword and pointed it at the sky above, signifying that he was fighting alongside Kai.

"Well said, Kai! And this Saint Heroic Spirit whose true name is unknown."

Just as the two were making their decision, a deep, resonant male voice suddenly came from behind them.

Kai and Rovey turned around and saw a knight wearing a set of silver armor and holding a silver lance walking quickly toward them.

Upon seeing him, Kai couldn't help but show a look of joy.

Because this was none other than one of the most skilled spearmen among the Knights of the Round Table, the second-in -Knights of the Round Table, wielding the Holy Lance—

Percival de Galle.

Chapter 167 Internal Strife Among the Knights of the Round Table

"Well said, Kai, that's exactly what I was thinking!"

While the two were talking, Percival, the second seat of the Knights of the Round Table of Britannia and one of the legendary Three Knight Classes searching for the Holy Grail, had already arrived.

When he saw him appear from behind, Kai's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

"I absolutely cannot tolerate my queen becoming an accomplice and executioner of Human Order!! Kai, what you just said is exactly what I think. My queen should be noble and responsible, just and selfless, and fight for justice and peace. Now that we see her committing such a mistake, we knights should do everything in our power to correct it."

"Even if... even if it means I have to raise the spear of rebellion, I will not hesitate. This is our mission, and the mission of the Knights of the Round Table!"

Percival gripped his silver spear tightly, his gaze unwavering as he addressed Kay and Rovey, expressing his resolute determination.

"Well said, we're here too."

He wasn't the only one to arrive; Bors, another of the three Holy Grail Three Knight Classes, and Gawain and Agravaine's brother, Gaheris, also came along.

It can be said that four of the Knights of the Round Table responded to the Lion King's call have gathered here.

"You..."

Upon seeing their arrival, a complex expression appeared on Kai's face.

"Don't hesitate any longer, Kai. We share Percival's thoughts. As one of the knights who once embarked on the journey to find the Holy Grail alongside Galahad, although I was not taken to Heaven like Galahad, nor was I entrusted with the Holy Lance like Percival, my sense of duty as a knight will not waver in the slightest."

Bors said with utmost seriousness, "Now is the time for us to set out to save our king!"

Hearing his firm tone, even the seemingly frail-looking Gaheris remained unmoved.

"That's right. This time, the Lion King who summoned us is indeed our King. But I can sense that she is not the King Arthur we once followed. If we agree to her plan this time and become accomplices in the Humanity Incineration, and if we are summoned by our King at another time next time, I will be utterly ashamed! It will be the shame of my life."

"Yes, so this is our opinion."

Upon hearing their words, Percival raised the Lance of Longinus that had been entrusted to him, his stance clear: he was willing to die for justice.

However, whether it was his own illusion or an unintentional angle deflection, Rovey felt as if the tip of the gun was unintentionally aimed at his chest. Even though Percival was trying his best to restrain himself, the gun would still deflect unintentionally, making his eyelids twitch twice.

"Kai, now is the time for us to uphold our righteousness! Let's go and save the King!!"

The next moment, the voices of the three knights echoed through the ruins. They raised their weapons and joined Rovey and Kai in their oath, preparing to rebel against the Lion King, even if it meant wielding their swords against Artoria.

Although their tone was firm, Rovey could hear the bitterness hidden behind each of their expressions. After all, doing such a thing meant they were no different from Mordred, becoming disloyal traitors and a disgrace to the knights.

"I see... I understand!"

Kai nodded, his tone equally solemn, "Then let's go together to save our king!"

"Good!!"

"Clear!!"

"But..."

At that moment, Kai immediately realized something. He looked at the three knights around him and asked.

"Since only you three have come to me, does that mean Lancelot, Gawain, Tristan have already made their choice and are ready to help our king?"

"That's right."

Gaheris nodded painfully. "My brothers have all chosen to stand with our King. Although Gareth felt pain and struggle, she also made her decision and chose to support Gawain. If Bedivere, Lamorak, Galahad were here, they would surely have joined forces to stop our King."

"Lamorak, Galahad ...yes, if only they were here."

Kai sighed, finally able to understand Gareth's choice.

After all, she admires Lancelot the most and respects her brother Gawain the most, so it's not surprising that she made such a decision.

Then Kai looked solemnly at Rovey beside him and asked, "Saint, have you now decided to fight for justice with us?"

"That's natural."

Rovey smiled and nodded, then answered Kai's question, "This battle will be fought for the innocent, and even more so for justice."

"Thank you so much."

Kai nodded, then looked at Rovey and asked his question, "Now that we are all companions, I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time. I wonder if the Saint could tell us?"

"Please speak."

"This time, all those summoned are Knights of the Round Table. I wonder why the Saint has come here..."

Rovey shook his head, then looked at Percival, who was equally puzzled, and slowly said, "Sir Kay was right before. I was not summoned by the Lion King. What called me was this land and the world at this moment."

"Really..."

Kai had no doubts about this, after all, he had seen Rovey moving through the ruins to perform Mass, and he had also witnessed the pure faith, or rather, the power of miracles, emanating from him, which was why he called him Saint. His presence among them was perhaps simply a coincidence of encountering him in the Holy City.

This is a Christianity Heroic Spirit, but it is unknown which one he is.

"It seems my guess was right. No wonder the Holy Lance in my hand is so friendly to you. If I hadn't been suppressing it, it probably would have broken free and flown towards you!"

Upon hearing Rovey's answer, Percival nodded as if he had just realized something. At the same time, as if to show off, he pointed the Lance of Longinus, which was dangling in his hand, at Rovey. Rovey's face suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly gestured for him to put away this jinx.

That gun doesn't like me; it clearly likes to stab me.

"Since you are a Saint, you must be a noble and selfless person. May I ask what your real name is?"

Bors, who had also witnessed God's miracles, asked the question that had been on his mind at that moment.

"My real name, um..."

"Just call Moses."

After Rovey for a moment, Luo Wei randomly chose a suitable name from the Bible and said it out.

He originally wanted to name Aleister, since they could pin the blame for any wrongdoing on him. However, that guy had absolutely no connection to Christianity except for his penchant for criticizing Christianity, so these guys definitely wouldn't believe him. And his real name lacked credibility and influence, making it difficult to lead them later. Therefore, he chose a more respectable name instead.

He believed Moses certainly wouldn't mind.

Moses ...

Kay, who hadn't read much of the Bible, felt the name sounded familiar, but couldn't quite place it.

"Moses?!"

Percival, the most devout believer standing to the side, almost knelt down.

"Are you the saint in the Bible who communicated with God, performed miracles to open the Red Sea, fulfilled the Ten Commandments, led his people out of Egypt, established a new kingdom, and is known as the forerunner of Jesus?!"

In that instant, Kaden realized that he seemed to be quite ignorant, and his face showed some shame.

Bors and Gaheris, standing to the side, looked at Rovey with the same boundless admiration.

After all, this was a true saint, one of the most famous saints in Christianity, a forerunner of Christ, and one of the moral sages.

Anyone who has read the Bible would know his name; he is a chosen leader and a true saint.

Rovey chose the name Moses because of his role as a leader. Firstly, it would allow him to better lead the most devout knights in the group, Percival and Bors, who had searched for the Holy Grail. Secondly, since Rameses II was in this Singularity, the name Moses would be more appropriate, and it would also help him better integrate into this Singularity that had gone berserk.

Soon, when the knights heard Rovey mention the name Moses, they all became serious.

Wise men, sages, Saint, Prophet, pioneers...

There are too many things about his identity, and his name is too sacred and legendary, so it should be treated with great respect.

To further enhance the credibility of his words, Rovey even demonstrated several miracles attributed to the God Child, mobilizing the power of many dead faiths through the land of the Holy City. The knights present were deeply moved and dared not have any more doubts.

Although Rovey's image differs greatly from the Bible image of Moses, Heroic Spirit exist in different periods, hence their appearances often differ. The current Rovey is now regarded as a younger version of Moses, after all, the aura and power of Saint cannot be faked.

Even Kay, who had been having a pleasant conversation with Rovey, was warned by Bors and Percival that he must show respect to the Saint.

They both firmly believed that since even Moses had been summoned by the Holy City, it meant that everything could be saved.

Kai smiled with relief at this, since the stronger the helper beside him, the better. Moreover, his helper at this moment was not only Saint, but also a Prophet and a leader, which saved him a lot of trouble.

However, this lighthearted joy was fleeting. The thought that they would soon raise the sword of rebellion against the Lion King brought their expressions back to a somber state.

"Then... let's wait until the sun has completely set and Geraint returns, then strike first and directly strike the King with our swords."

Kai began, his voice heavy with emotion.

Upon hearing this, the other Knights of the Round Table did not answer, but simply nodded silently.

This was the only way they could show their loyalty.

Only by stopping the Lion King before he commits an unforgivable sin and utterly destroys King Arthur's glory can it be considered salvation.

Therefore, they must join forces to kill the Lion King at dusk, when he returns, to end everything.

"But... Lancelot, Gawain, Tristan are all with the King, and Galahad Lamorak are not here right now, so it will be difficult for us to fight against them."

Thinking of his brother Gawain and Lancelot, who were also there, Gaheris's expression grew even more somber.

He still vividly remembered the scene when he was instantly killed by Lancelot at the execution ground. The opponent's strength was absolutely overwhelming compared to his own. Among the Knights of the Round Table, only Lamorak Galahad had a chance to defeat Lancelot.

But none of them are here right now, so no one can be sure of defeating Lancelot.

"Yes, Lancelot and Gawain are both too strong."

Percival also spoke very honestly, "With this Holy Lance, I can probably hold off Lancelot without losing, but not for too long. Moreover, Gawain Tristan are equally unstoppable, and even Kay would have a hard time defeating them. Gaheris is no match for Gareth. The difference in combat power is too great. Even if Geraint returns, it will be meaningless."

"..."

The Knights of the Round Table fell silent at that moment.

Kay didn't care that Percival had pointed out that he was inferior to Gawain and Tristan.

After all, as Knights of the Round Table, the difference in strength between them was quite obvious. During the day, Gawain, Lancelot, Lamorak, Tristan, Galahad were undoubtedly at the forefront, followed by Percival, who could only be considered to be at the middle level.

He could easily defeat Mordred, Agravaine, or Gareth, but he has no chance against the others, not to mention the Lion King.

There weren't enough people in a one-on-one situation, and given the disparity in individual strength, the assassination of the Lion King was undoubtedly a joke at this moment.

Therefore, Kai finally set his sights on Rovey.

Although it was extremely shameful to place the hopes of the Knights of the Round Table on outsiders, he sincerely hoped that this Saint could bring them a different kind of miracle, just like in Egypt.

"Let's retreat first; your companions probably won't be coming back."

Rovey calmly began to express his thoughts.

It was called a retreat, but it was really just an escape.

It's getting dark, Lion King will be back soon. Let's escape from here first and then make a plan later.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Kai was somewhat moved and was about to say something when suddenly, under the setting sun in the distance, several different figures slowly walked over.

Those were Lancelot and Gawain, silently approaching.

"It's my brother and Lancelot!!"

Upon seeing them arrive on their own initiative, Gaheris beamed with joy and, without any hesitation, ran over to them, asking, "Are you here to stop the Lion King too? That's wonderful! If you could help me..."

"...sorry."

Gawain lowered his head and said in a pained tone.

The next moment, the Excalibur hanging at his waist was suddenly drawn, its blade gleaming with unparalleled cold light, and he swung it directly at Gaheris without hesitation.

Kai immediately realized something was wrong, so he hurriedly shouted, "Come back quickly, Gaheris!!"

What?!

Gaheris's eyes widened in that instant. He couldn't believe that his brother would draw his sword at him without a word, and in such a despicable way.