Round Table Meeting (Second Update) / Capture the Shopkeeper's Daughter (First Update) ...

In the Holy City, the Lion King sat on her throne, her eyes closed, as if she were asleep.

Before the throne, Agravain, Tristan, Mordred, and Gawain knelt on one knee, silent as if waiting for something.

"... It seems Lord Lancelot won't be returning." The Lion King slowly opened her eyes, as if she had already foreseen something, and said in a very calm tone, "After tonight, the day after tomorrow will be the decisive battle."

"That traitor, we shouldn't have let him leave so easily," Mordred said in a somewhat unfriendly tone. Lancelot's failure to return meant he had definitely joined another King Arthur's camp.

If things had gone according to plan, he should have successfully returned to the Holy City by now.

It's already late at night, and Lancelot hasn't returned yet. All the Purification Knight who accompanied him are dead, but he himself is still alive. You can tell from his ass that this guy has defected to another King Arthur.

"Did I ask you to speak?" the Lion King said in a very calm tone. She didn't mean to blame Mordred; she simply didn't like that the other person had interrupted her while she was still speaking.

"My apologies, Father King." Mordred lowered his head, indicating that he had made a mistake.

Gawain, Tristan, Agravain remained silent. In the past, they probably would have said something, but now they simply sighed inwardly and said nothing more.

We should be thankful that Kai has left this world. Otherwise, if he were still lurking in this world, he might have jumped out to help 'Our My King' to deal with us.

"That assassin has obviously reached a deal with him. Although I don't know if he will attack me the day after tomorrow, I have to be careful." The Lion King looked ahead and said in a very calm tone, "The Sun King, the Old Man of the Mountain, that human from another world, and the existence of Chaldea."

"Our side is too weak. Although we have a large number of Purification Knight, we have far too few Servant. Therefore, our chance of winning is only 30%, which is far too low."

With only a 30% win rate, if it were someone else, they certainly wouldn't say such a thing.

However, the Lion King, who has now become a god, did not have much emotion about this. She said calmly, "Even if I wanted to stop the Holy Selection now, it would be too late. So you have no choice but to fight."

"Agravain, what do you say?" The Lion King looked at Agravain, signaling him to speak.

After a moment of contemplation, Agravain slowly said, "It's all too late. No matter what tactics are used, it's impossible to reverse the current situation."

"In terms of the army, we may have an absolute advantage, but a single Servant has the power to fight against ten thousand. If there are large-scale Anti-City Noble Phantasm, they will cause unimaginable damage to our army."

At this point, Agravain paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Fortunately, the Old Man of the Mountain's lineage of Servant does not possess any large-scale anti-army or Anti-City Noble Phantasm; they are all Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm, which cannot cause much damage to our troops."

"The Sun King won't leave the range of his Noble Phantasm casually, because that's his biggest trump card. So if Mordred and Lancelot had killed those mysterious Servant from the beginning, we wouldn't be in such a passive position now."

At this point, Agravain glanced at Mordred. Judging from the previous situation, even if the Old Man of the Mountain and the Sun King were tied up and fought against them, they wouldn't have much of a chance of winning.

Needless to say, the Sun King's attitude was very clear: if you don't come to fight me, I won't come to cause you trouble.

The Old Man of the Mountain had already been defeated by the Knights of the Round Table and was basically unable to resist.

If it weren't for Mikaela, and for some 'unknown' reason, several Servant have descended upon the desert region.

The Lion King had already realized this, so he sent Mordred and Lancelot to eliminate these Servant.

Two powerful Knights of the Round Table were dispatched to eliminate the lone Servant, but several Servant escaped instead.

Only Tang Sanzang, who was so hungry that he offered himself up, was brought back by Lancelot and Mordred.

Now that Tang Sanzang has been imprisoned, and with a great battle imminent, Agravain certainly doesn't want to see a Servant wandering around the Holy City.

Moreover, the other party is extremely skilled, and he was only imprisoned because he was willing to follow the 'rules' of the Holy City, which is why we captured him and put him in the cell.

If they were to win this battle, Agravain would be willing to apologize to Tang Sanzang. However, it was highly likely that they would lose.

After all, besides Tang Sanzang, there were several other Servant identities were unknown, who were recruited by another 'king'.

For example, the Servant is even better at archery than Tristan is a truly terrifying existence.

In terms of combat strength alone, Lancelot himself admitted that if he were to fight his opponent for a long time, he would probably be at a disadvantage.

To defeat that archer, you'll need at least two Knights of the Round Table, and a surprise attack.

If a single archer is this troublesome, the other Servant identities have not yet been revealed may be weaker, but if they want to cause trouble for us, it will be a piece of cake.

Agravain would not underestimate the heroes of the world, nor would he underestimate the discerning eye of the 'King'.

Mordred pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. After all, Lancelot had 'betrayed' him, so he was left to take the blame alone.

At this point, Agravain had already shut up. He had said almost everything he needed to say. As for the troop deployment and such, he could explain them to them after the king left.

"My lords, what do you think?" the Lion King asked slowly, prompting the Knights of the Round Table to speak.

"Strike first and attack the mountain village." A ruthless glint flashed in Mordred's eyes. She said very seriously, "If you're not mistaken, Father King, then that assassin will only defend against your attacks. We should launch our attack first and wipe out all the Old Man of the Mountain in one fell swoop."

"What if he makes a move?" Gawain frowned slightly, feeling that Mordred was being far too impulsive. If the assassin made a move, wouldn't they all be doomed?

"..."

Tristan remained silent, listening intently to Gawain and Mordred's conversation.

"Then let's just say we're unlucky." Mordred laughed, but she said very seriously, "That guy has the power to kill me in one hit. If you, Gawain, were to go over there, you'd probably only be able to withstand a few blows. If such a terrifying figure were to directly attack the Holy City, as the main gate guard, could you withstand it?"

Gawain fell silent; the answer was obvious: it simply wouldn't work.

Chapter 409 Capturing the Shopkeeper's Daughter (First Update)

Is it Gawain?

He is very strong, that's beyond question. Given Lancelot's 'betrayal', he is basically the strongest being here.

Moreover, he also has the blessing of the Holy Grail given to him by the Lion King.

He possesses the strength of his prime, no matter when or where.

However, even with this Gawain, Gawain could only fight Lancelot to a draw. If he lost this power, he wouldn't even be a match for Lancelot.

Mordred and Lancelot had previously joined forces to deal with the assassin, but the final result was a 'disastrous defeat'.

That's right, it was a crushing defeat!

The opponent launched an attack in just three moves, but Lancelot and Mordred had already lost.

That scene was too terrifying. According to Mordred and Lancelot, if the other side had gotten serious, they would probably be dead by now.

The Lion King agreed, because the assassin possessed such terrifying power.

Even she wasn't 70% confident she could defeat the opponent. The fact that the opponent hadn't attacked them yet was also due to some rule restrictions.

"So, since we can't defend, we might as well take the initiative." Mordred appeared quite calm; after all, she was Rebellious Knight who had once 'rebelled' against King Arthur.

Although she is loyal to the current Lion King, this does not mean that Mordred is a tamed feline. On the contrary, for the sake of the current Lion King, she can transform into a ferocious beast to rebel against another King Arthur.

In some respects, Mordred should have been more aware than everyone else present that since they had already officially pledged allegiance to this 'King Arthur,' why not go all the way?

Hesitating, hesitating, like a woman.

"What do you think, my lords?" The Lion King asked Agravain and the others in a very calm tone.

Clearly, when the Lion King asked that question, she felt in her heart that it was feasible.

The assassin refrained from killing the Knights of the Round Table because of the 'rules,' and he had indeed previously ignored the deaths of the other Old Man of the Mountain.

The day after tomorrow is the decisive battle, and the chances of winning are extremely slim.

If we can eliminate some of the Old Man of the Mountain's Servant first, our chances of winning the final battle the day after tomorrow will increase.

"If we successfully eliminate the Mountain People, our chances of winning will increase to fifty percent." Agravain, a ruthless glint in his eyes, his voice devoid of emotion. "With a fifty percent certainty, we will hold off all the Servant on the day of the final battle. Your Majesty, you will ultimately fight that maid."

"..." Gawain lowered his head.

"How sad," Tristan muttered to himself.

"I will not lose." The Lion King slowly rose from her throne, gazing into the distance as if she could see the entire city. She said calmly, "For humanity, for the humanity I love most, I will not lose to 'him/her'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lion King flicked his cloak and strode into the depths of the Holy City.

"The functions of the Purification Knight need to be improved. The rest is up to you gentlemen. Whatever the final outcome, I can accept it with equanimity."

The Lion King disappeared into the depths of the Holy City, and the Knights of the Round Table watched their 'King' depart without uttering a single word.

After the Lion King's footsteps had completely disappeared, Mordred was the first to stand up and stride outside.

"Ah... how sad, but to avoid fighting the king is already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune." Tristan followed behind Mordred, his voice filled with a chilling intent.

Clearly, Tristan shared Mordred's thoughts at this moment. After all, if they couldn't defeat the annoying Servant the Old Man of the Mountain, the battle ahead would face unimaginable difficulties.

It's time to eliminate the Servant were previously left unchecked.

Previously, the Lion King used the Holy Lance ten times in succession to wreak havoc on the Mountain People's territory, intending to kill the Old Man of the Mountain.

However, what the Lion King did not expect was that the Grand Assassin, who had previously remained indifferent, would step forward at this moment and block all of his attacks head-on.

If the attack continued, the opponent would continue to block it, so the Lion King did not launch a pointless attack.

However, Mordred suggested that the assassin, who could withstand the Lion King's attack, might ignore them.

Therefore, she plans to make her move early to increase her chances of winning on the day of the decisive battle the day after tomorrow.

"The main gate must be guarded." Agravain patted Gawain on the shoulder and said in a calm tone, "You stay here, we'll go fight. If we're lucky, we might be able to capture a prisoner and make the 'King' a little more wary."

"Oh, you mean that guy?"

Mordred suddenly remembered something, stopped in her tracks, and looked at Agravain with a smile, saying, "As expected of you, you actually still remember this."

"I am good at finding the weaknesses of others," Agravain said in a low voice. "Moreover, the king wiped out a group of Purification Knight for that 'girl' and also planned to eliminate Mordred. If the Lion King hadn't owed the 'king' a favor back then, you would probably have died that day."

That's right, the person Agravain was referring to as the target of his capture was the Shopkeeper's Daughter. Mordred had clearly discovered last time that she had a very close relationship with Mikaela.

Simply eliminating the Old Man of the Mountain wouldn't cause much trouble for Mikaela and the others.

Because Agravain knew very well that, apart from the assassin with the title of Grand, the Old Man of the Mountain were just like that in their eyes, their assassination skills were not bad.

But no matter how good your assassination skills are, can you do it openly?

This is clearly not going to work.

If the Old Man of the Mountain were all upright assassins, they wouldn't have been forced into this situation by the Knights of the Round Table.

"So... we need to capture that guy?" Tristan seemed to understand. Agravain agreed with Mordred's plan, but he didn't want to simply slaughter the Old Man of the Mountain. Instead, he planned to capture the Shopkeeper's Daughter, who had previously had a close relationship with Mikaela.

"Slaughtering those guys won't bring much benefit. Perhaps capturing that guy will bring unexpected surprises," Agravain said calmly. As for whether capturing the Shopkeeper's Daughter would anger Mikaela, he didn't think about that.

He has subconsciously avoided this issue.

It's no longer necessary for the other party to get angry or not; they will be bringing a large force to surround and annihilate us the day after tomorrow.

Regardless of the circumstances, a war between the two sides is inevitable, so Agravain felt that there was no need to think about this issue anymore.

Or rather, it's a good thing that Mikaela is blinded by anger, since anger can make people lose their minds.

The Lion King, on the other hand, represents absolute rationality; she is calm, to a terrifying degree.

Chapter 410 Ella's Lap Pillow

In the desert, Mikaela and the others prepared to return to the territory of the Mountain People.

"It's getting late, let's rest here."

It was now completely dark, and wild beasts were secretly following them. If they continued on, even with the protection of their Servant, they were unlikely to encounter any major problems.

However, most of the knights Lancelot brought were ordinary people. Although they didn't say anything, their fatigue was obvious.

So Mikaela glanced around and called a halt to the troops, planning to set up a camp nearby for a temporary rest.

"Call."

When Mikaela said these words, the other knights seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After all, when they were slowly approaching in the dark desert night, the most terrifying thing was not the weather, but the unknown enemies.

Although the guy next to me seemed easy to talk to, he also seemed very strong.

But the other party revealed a gentle smile, picked up the simple wooden bow in his hand without saying a word, and shot out more than a dozen arrows, and the screams of wild beasts echoed in the dark night.

This is terrifying!!! Compared to fighting openly and fairly, this kind of unknown battle in the dark is the scariest.

"You lot, come with me, let's set up camp." Reif then naturally began to direct the knights in preparation for setting up camp.

The knights didn't say much. Judging from Arash's actions just now, they understood that these guys, like Lord Lancelot, were incredibly powerful.

Not only Reif, Amon also snorted coldly, as if he had thought of something, and said to the knights beside him, "Let's go and hunt down those beasts in the dark. It's a sin to let those guys disturb the king."

"That..."

Lancelot quietly approached Mash, his face full of embarrassment, seemingly wanting to talk to Mash.

"I need to go do my daily training first. I don't have time to chat with you." Mash saw through Lancelot's thoughts and calmly refused him before walking towards Ryougi Shiki.

Lancelot lowered his head in disappointment, while Bedivere beside him wore a strange smile and placed one hand on Lancelot's body.