My Chat Group Is Really Strange

As the saying went, once Mo Wang crossed your mind, the whole world suddenly seemed brighter.

Just as Mo Wang had said, Tristan declared that he was the true heir to Camelot.

"My lord, what would you like to ask?"

"I'll tell you everything I know."

Tristan was so deferential that Xiao Mo and Ran, standing behind him, both twitched at the corners of their mouths.

"Since when did Sir Tristan have a side like this? He switched sides way too fast!"

"How should I know?"

Even Lancelot couldn't make sense of his old friend's behavior.

Everyone called Lancelot the traitorous knight, but Tristan was giving him a run for his money!

Meanwhile, the civilians and Hassan, who had lost track of what was happening from the start, could only stare blankly from the sidelines.

They had thought they were done for.

So why was the situation getting harder and harder to understand?

A whole group of King Arthurs had fallen out of the sky. That was shocking enough.

And now the man who had just hunted them down without mercy was practically bowing at their feet?

They couldn't understand it. Not one bit.

At this point, Hassan could only guess that, for the moment, she and the others probably wouldn't die.

Probably...

Ran: That's right! I have a daughter! ### "Er, so, Sir Tristan, can you tell us what happened now?"

Saber looked at Tristan, who had apparently submitted completely without the slightest misgiving.

At her question, Tristan's sorrowful expression made him look ready to burst into tears.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he had suffered some terrible injustice.

The grief on Tristan's face spilled over at once. He pressed one hand to his chest and flung the other into the air, his voice trembling with