In the end, Mordred's consciousness sank into darkness. Before her figure completely faded away, her scar-covered face was filled only with unwillingness...
"..."
Standing atop the dragon's head, Xiu Er witnessed the entire process of this loyal knight fighting with her life on the line.
Though in his eyes, her actions had been utterly useless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Was this not exactly what one would expect from Mordred?
Other than possessing powerful blessings, she was no different from the Mordred he had encountered in the previous world.
After inwardly sighing over the knight's temperament, Xiu Er finally turned his attention to the king within the flames.
As for where Agravain, who had fallen toward the ground alongside Mordred earlier, had gone...
The answer was that Xiu Er did not know either.
Because his Detector had not picked up any further information regarding that adviser.
But he knew that the moment this knight had "disappeared" was precisely when the black dragon's breath had descended upon the earth.
Then the answer was obvious.
Compared with the heavily wounded Mordred, Agravain, whose injuries had been minor, had instead departed first.
Besides Xiu Er, the other person present was also concerned about this matter.
"Sir Mordred and Sir Agravain have both perished here as well..."
The Lion King, standing amid the sea of fire, had naturally witnessed the deaths of her subordinates.
As a "king," she would naturally not stand by and watch her subordinates throw away their lives against the enemy with such insignificant strength. Beneath those even more powerful blue flames, the Lion King had found it difficult to attend to anyone else.
The Demon Dragon's breath had already continued for a full half minute.
Yet after such a long time, it still showed no intention