Chapter 123 Fight, the fear of knights! Could it be that this is Gawain's weakness
"I don't allow it! Absolutely not allowed..."
Knight Gawain leaned on the giant sword that was nearly two meters high behind him.
With his petite figure, it was hard to imagine whether he would be able to pick up this sword.
Li Xun had returned to the corner of the room and sat on the ground, listening to the knight's thoughts.
"Uncle Arthur, why were you imprisoned after you came to this world?"
"Because he is my father..."
"Is it King Uther?"
Li Xuan shook his head...
King Uther is the father of Li Sun's soul, but the father of this body is not him.
"Then I don't agree!" Gawain denied Li Xuan's order to him and waited here? How long will it take? My king dies again? How is it possible!
"No one in this world is qualified to imprison my king. Uncle Arthur, what are you hesitating about? Have you been bound here like this all this time? Is this really what you want?"
Is it what I want? Li Xuan looked down at the chain that had locked him for several years. The heart that was close to breaking in his body collapsed again after summoning Gawain...
If the soul had always been in this quiet world, no longer in contact with the outside world, maybe Li Xun could still live for about ten years.
Is it really okay to live on and on in this silent space...?
The highest duty of soul action is to serve the three words 'Live.'
Only by living can you do other things.
King Arthur's soul asked Li Shun to stay here, but Li Shun did not resist.
But Knight Gawain chose to resist Li Xun's order.
"No matter who your father in this world is, Uncle Arthur." Gawain squeezed his fists, and the silver-white knight armor clanked: "I will go and beat him up now, and then tell him my king's
Fate, I don’t need you to interfere!”
Maybe it’s because his mind is still young... Gawain treats everything by doing it first and then thinking about the consequences, but this is definitely not reckless, it is a kind of willfulness coming from young people.
"..."
"There are already three Knights of the Round Table accompanying my king, right? Just outside the wall?"
Gawain walked to the wall and really planned to argue with Li Xun's father.
How dare you imprison your own king? There must be a limit even if you risk death.
Li Xun didn't stop him. He really didn't know what to do now. Should he die or live?
This is the choice Li Sun faces.
So just wait and see how things develop, right?
"Wait for my good news, Uncle Arthur."
After this little knight showed a very sunny smile to Li Xuan...a terrifying scene appeared!
His petite figure jumped into the air, held the hilt of the two-meter-high sword in his hand, and actually pulled it out!
The small body is completely out of proportion to the huge sword, but Gawain holds it easily in his hand without any difficulty.
In the era when he was the first knight, Gawain's power was considered divine, much higher than that of ordinary people.
After his death, he was led by the sun and accepted its functions. Of course, Gawain could no longer be described as a mortal.
"This is a weapon given to me by a dying grandfather..."
Gawain raised the giant sword with one hand and swung it against the wall!
"The Blade of Seven Suns!"
It was obviously a huge sword, but after Gawain finished his slashing stance, what appeared on the wall was not a mark that matched this giant blade.
Instead, the wall turned into hundreds of tiny cracks and collapsed.
Under Gawain's fluttering cloak, Li Xuan could see clearly what happened at the moment Gawain waved the giant sword.
In his hand, there is not only one sword...or in other words, that giant sword is not just a sword, but a sword box!
At the moment of the slash, a large number of small blades were ejected from the giant sword in Gawain's hand. Under Gawain's quick assembly, they turned into blades of various shapes...
Combination knife?
Li Xun remembered that Gawain was a master of both civil and military skills, and was extremely proficient in all weapons.
"Almost." After the giant sword in Gawain's hand cut through the wall, it turned into golden particles and disappeared from his hand.
And Gawain saw the three knights standing outside the door...
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"Oh oh oh, I feel that the great knight is coming."
At this moment, Lan Malok also noticed that a certain knight appeared in this world.
There is only a wall between you and yourself!
"Get ready for it."
The Knights of the Round Table are a highly disciplined order. Although the knights with the title of Knights of the Round Table have almost equal status, they still respect each other based on their respective martial arts and abilities.
Gawain is stronger than himself.
Galahad recognized this, so he respected Gawain as much as he respected Lancelot, the strongest knight.
Even... Gawain...
"This is really a violent way to show off." Lan Malok was leaning against the wall. As if he noticed something, he immediately jumped forward and moved away from the wall.
Sure enough, after a moment, the pitch black wall turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
Lan Malok seemed to be expecting something, staring carefully at the figure walking out from behind the wall.
A voice with the aura of a superior leader sounded.
"Are you the current members of the Knights of the Round Table? Sir Galahad, Sir Bedivere...huh?!"
"Pfft hahahahahaha..."
Then another harsh laugh echoed throughout the corridor.
Gawain walked out of the room, frowned when he heard the harsh laughter, and looked at Lan Malok with a tight face.
"And Sir Lanmarlock, he has no time to laugh now."
After hearing Gawain's shot-like voice and mature tone of voice.
Lan Malok smiled even more wildly.
"Hundreds of years... hahaha." Lan Malok covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Gawain with the other hand: "You still haven't grown taller at all! You said at the beginning that you haven't reached the growth stage yet.
This reason seems to be really deceptive, hahaha... You can't grow taller at all, right? Gawain, I finally beat you in terms of height!"
Click…
Galahad felt the atmosphere around him stagnant.
I saw the figure of Gawain who was originally standing next to the broken wall suddenly appeared in front of Lan Malok. Before the dark knight could react, Gawain relied on his height of less than 1.4 meters to hit him heavily with his feet.
Kicked Ranmallock in the knee.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Lan Malok held his knees and cried out in pain.
"Do you want to fight me when you come to this world?!"
"Woe! Woe! I have grown taller! I have grown taller in these hundreds of years!"
What kind of demeanor does Gawain have as the first knight? He raised his head and glared at Ranma Locke. The long dull hair on his forehead instantly became straight and straight, stabbing Ranma Locke as if it was alive.
Locke's cheek.
"Does the length of stupid hair also count as height?" Lan Malok tilted his head to avoid Gawain's stupid hair attack, and found that there was nowhere to hide...
Is this really stupid? It's totally a tentacle, right?
"Of course it counts! Xiaoguo's height is connected to mine!"
I went... and gave my silly hair a name.
This is definitely a tentacle covered in silly fur, right? In fact, the fur is alive, right?
"Please stop messing around..." Galahad wanted to dissuade the two knights. There was no unpleasant experience between Lan Mallock and Gawain. On the contrary, Lan Malok, a Knight of the Round Table who was also in the anti-Lancelot camp,
Malok and Gawain can be considered friends.
Hmm... it damages the relationship between friends.
"Shut up virgin knight!"
"That vicious woman's lackey, don't stand in my way!"
Galahad's dissuasion was of no avail.
When two people were about to start a fight when they first met.
Bedivere, who had been silent all this time, suddenly walked up to the two knights who were fighting.
She widened her pupils and looked at the lively stupid hair on Gawain's forehead, and then...reached out her hand and grabbed the stupid hair.
Gawain, who was attacking fiercely like a little lion, was suddenly stunned.
The brave first knight trembled all over, with tears in his eyes, he knelt on the ground, begging Bedivere with a very soft and trembling voice.
So Bedivere obediently let go of the long hair on Gawain's head!
"Come on! The last battle between Lan Malok and Lan Malok has not been decided yet!" Gawain once again provoked Lan Malok aggressively.
Bedivere…
pinch………
My hand grabbed the stupid hair again...
"Please...please let me go...please...please..."
let go…
"Damn it! This knight will not give in!"
pinch…
"Uh... don't... play... anymore... please..."
Bedivere seemed to be addicted to the game. He squatted on the ground and looked at Gawain who was also lying on the ground. His personality before being pinched and his personality after being pinched were completely two extremes.
So interesting...Bedwell couldn't put it down.
Lan Malok on the side has no idea of continuing to provoke Gawain. He is standing with Galahad, watching the man lying on the ground become majestic for a while, and become soft for a while.
Gawain.
"This scene seems a bit familiar." Lan Malok sighed.
"After all, everyone has weaknesses." Galahad also sighed.
This weakness was originally developed by the strongest knight in order to suppress the popularity of the first knight.
Now it looks like the effect is outstanding!
"I think if we keep playing like this, it will really break down."
Lan Malok spread his hands helplessly.
"Now Lord Gawain is the only knight among us that my king allows to resist his orders. I think it is time for Lord Gawain to talk to my king's father."
Galahad also nodded in deep agreement.
But when the two knights looked at the blond shota, who was limp on the ground in Bedivere's hands, with tears in his eyes... they suddenly felt that this decision did not seem very reliable. (To be continued.)
