"Hey, you're not just here to chat, right?" Gus suddenly said.
"Of course not, impatient young wolf."
Lancelot stood up and looked at Griffith and Gus: "I originally planned to destroy you outright. But since it is the person that the crow wizard is interested in... well, then I will give you a chance.
.”
Griffith said coldly: "What do you mean?"
"Young eagle and young wolf, you two come and have a duel with me."
Lancelot pointed his finger in the direction of Griffith and Gus:
"If you can hold on under my hand for one minute, then you can get involved in this single task. We will divide it 70-30, 70-30 for you. Don't frown. This will give you 3,000 gold coins, which is enough for you for two years.
.How about, do you want to accept this duel?"
The implication is that if you fail, you will be dead. If you refuse, get out as far away as possible.
Gus suddenly said: "What if we kill you?"
"Haha, in that case, this mission will naturally belong to you. Don't worry, my companions will never take revenge on you for this, because this is a sacred duel."
"good."
Griffith simply agreed. Regardless of success or failure, at least no other members of the Eagle Group would die as a result. And he firmly believed that joining forces with Gus would definitely be more difficult than those of the Sirius Mercenary Group. From just now
Judging from the strength shown by this Lancelot... he has a chance of winning!
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Gus: "Sorry, I dragged you into the water."
Gus laughed: "What are you talking about, Chief!"
After several months of getting along, Gus has completely integrated into the Eagles and was appointed commando captain by Griffith. Growing up, Gus finally had a reliable 'family', and for this family he would naturally
Fight bravely.
The plain had been completely stained with blood, so naturally it could no longer be used as a place for duels. Everyone returned to the castle, and no one paid attention to the remaining members of the Sirius mercenary group who could only bow their heads and leave with hatred in their eyes. Everyone
All eyes were on the three people standing in the center of the square.
Guts wears a light helmet and armor, and holds a giant sword. Griffith still wears the eagle-beak white armor and holds a knight's sword.
Lancelot stood opposite them and put on the dark blue helmet again. Scarlet light flashed in the eye slit of the helmet. He took off the buckler on his left arm and threw it towards the Knights of the Round Table with his backhand, spinning at high speed.
The huge buckler was firmly caught by Galahad with one hand.
Then the one-handed sword, long bow, quiver and spiral gun were thrown back to the Knights of the Round Table, leaving only an epee held by Lancelot with one hand.
Griffith held the knight's sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground: "That shield is not an ordinary thing, don't you plan to use it?"
"One sword is enough." Lancelot responded calmly.
Seeing that both sides were ready, Baron Mario took out a small hourglass, turned it over and shouted: "The duel - begin!"
Gus immediately swung his heavy sword and rushed towards Lancelot with a roar, while Griffith swam from the side like a flexible hawk, trying to find Lancelot's loopholes.
Lancelot swung the giant sword with his backhand and held it firmly against Gus's swung sword with both hands, his right arm holding the sword motionless.
The knight's sword stabbed suddenly from the side at a tricky angle, pointing directly at the gap in the armor on Lancelot's ribs.
While Gus was about to hold Lancelot back, he felt a terrifying force coming from the place where the swords collided, and he was violently knocked to the side.
In order to avoid Guts, Griffith had to put away his sword and jump away. Before he could land and stand still, he felt a sad sound piercing the air above his head, and the big sword hit his head. He immediately waved his sword with his backhand to resist, but the knight's sword just
After a stagnation, it continued to sink. Griffith could not withstand Lancelot's huge force at all. He could only hold the hilt of the sword with both hands and grit his teeth to resist, which slowed down the falling speed of the sword.
Guts rolled on the spot and got up, swung his giant sword and attacked Lancelot. The latter kicked Griffith on the breastplate and kicked him three or four meters away. The metal
There is an obvious footprint indentation on the breastplate.
Wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, Griffith immediately stood up and swung his sword together with Gus to launch a swift attack on Lancelot. One was powerful and heavy, and the other was as fast as the wind and the sword was tricky, but Lancelot used a sword to attack Lancelot.
The second enemy waved his giant sword with one hand to meet the enemy, not losing the slightest.
If what he showed just now against the Sirius mercenary group was Lancelot's violent style, then now it is the best expression of his sword skills that are at the top of the world.
All the onlookers held their breaths as they watched the three men waving their weapons in a fierce fight, and the square continued to make heart-wrenching metal collision sounds.
And on the dark plain that no one knew about, next to a blazing bonfire, Heather and Rin Qishi were sitting by the bonfire, listening to Percival's live explanation to them with great interest.
The other Knights of the Round Table were also chatting around the campfire——
"Mr. Lancelot suppressed his strength too low. Do you really think that others can't see this fake match?" This is Tristan.
"Don't tell me, they really can't see it. Haven't you seen that the eaglet and the wolf cub are getting more confident the more they fight?" Kai Qing maintained a different opinion.
Beside the campfire, Galahad, who was relatively calm, asked: "Lord Heather, I don't understand the point of you insisting that Sir Lancelot fight with the two of them."
Heather used the cross sword to stir the bonfire: "This is to put more pressure on Griffith. He has been the chosen one since he was a child. In the hearts of strong men, he can't even compare to the most useless young soldier under his command. This
It will plant a deep seed in his already sensitive heart. What Sir Lancelot has to do now is to water this seed and let it germinate."
"You really don't like Griffith. He is obviously the protagonist of this work." Yan Qishi tilted his head.
"He? Protagonist? He deserves it!?" Heather spat: "He is only loyal to his own desires, a complete egoist. For the unattainable dream, he is even willing to sacrifice those who risked their lives to save him.
He is a good brother who is willing to take care of his whole life, and I hate prisoners who can’t control their lower bodies. In this aspect, even Sephiroth has more style than him."
Qin Qishi pointed out mercilessly: "Even so, you still came to watch the live broadcast with great interest."
"Isn't this a boring journey? It's just me walking to the beach alone. There are no trains or planes in this world. I can only ride a horse. It's so boring."
Galahad asked strangely: "Can't you fly?"
Heather shook her finger: "I can't show my trump card now, and I have to try my best to act like a 'strong' person in the ordinary sense. I can't fly or fly."