Almost every inch of the stone chamber wall has been hammered, but he has not found any help to escape... Lancelot sighed silently, and then glanced at the queen who was closing her eyes to rest. Novel.
Is there nothing else I can do except maintain my physical strength?
She looked helplessly at the shackles on her body... They were tools that could imprison power. Even so, the shackles could not suppress the power inside the holy armor.
Calculating the time, the self-repair of the holy armor should be almost completed... The key is how to open the shackles on the hands.
Also, how to deal with the holy attire worn by Catherine Nekomata: 'Guinevere's Confession'.
[Lane Lotdulake], the first generation of Knights of the Round Table, once fell in love with King Arthur's Queen Guinevere, which eventually led to a tragic ending in which love is a light.
Result: King Arthur died in the Battle of the Sword Fence, and the queen entered the monastery to repent. As for the first Lancelot, she never saw her lover again until her death.
According to legend, the Holy Clothes 'Guinevere's Penance' has the ability to completely restrain the Holy Armor of [lanelotdulake] and the 'Indestructible Lake Light'... It also has only such a special ability. In addition, even
Even the golden armor of ordinary knights is incomparable.
It's not that the person who created the holy robe specifically attached such an ability, it was just an oath that the first-generation Lancelot made with his own sword before he died.
Nothing that will ever harm Guinevere.
Later, it evolved into a situation where the 'Wuhua Zhihuguang' was unable to attack the holy dress 'Guinevere's Penance', which is the so-called complete restraint.
But the holy dress also disappeared with Guinevere's death in the monastery. Although the descendants of the knight organization in the past generations have been trying to find the whereabouts of this legendary holy dress, they have not been able to find a trace so far.
clues.
Why does it appear in the hands of the ‘Doomsday Myth’?
This question has been lingering in Lancelot's heart... She is very compatible with [lanelotdulake], and she is almost the one who can exert the power of the holy armor the most among all the knights of the Round Table this time... But
In addition, her shooting ability is far inferior to that of the Joker, and her swordsmanship cannot be compared to Gareth's.
Each of the Twelve Round Tables has its own specialties, but she is relatively mediocre in every aspect...
"Would you like to rest, ladies?"
While she was deep in thought, voices suddenly came from outside the stone room... As the door of the stone room opened, the light suddenly increased, and three figures appeared at the door at the same time.
One of them is surprisingly the holder of the holy dress, Catherine... As for the others, they are Caesar and Judas.
The queen, who was sitting on the stool with her eyes closed and concentrating, slowly opened her eyes.
At this time, Catherine and Judas walked in at the same time, and came directly in front of Lancelot. Her physical power had been imprisoned, and she could not summon the power of the holy armor. What's more, even if she did, Catherine had complete restraint.
Now I had no choice but to give up resistance.
"Very well behaved." Catherine chuckled, "I thought you would conjure a rose again."
Faced with such ridicule, Lancelot... wanted to dig a hole and bury himself. She just pretended not to hear and frowned: "You kidnapped the queen, what do you want to do?"
No one answered her question, Caesar just waved his hand, and Catherine and Judas pressed Lancelot and left the stone room at the same time.
Before leaving, Caesar glanced at Lancelot and said calmly: "We will meet again later."
After the two escorted Lancelot away, Caesar slowly walked up to Her Majesty the Queen.
He took out a pocket watch from his clothes and looked at the time, "It is now 7:13 pm, Her Majesty the Queen... I'm sorry that you spent two hours and seven minutes in such a vicious environment.
time."
The queen smiled slightly and said, "So, don't you plan to make up for your apology with a dinner?"
"Sorry, as for the food, someone will deliver it later." Caesar was slightly surprised... This queen seems to be a little different from the rumors outside.
Her Majesty the Queen straightened her sitting posture at this time and said, "My physical strength has been greatly reduced in recent years, so Mr. Hijacker, please allow me to sit down and talk to you."
"It doesn't matter, I will leave soon." Caesar nodded.
The Queen smiled and said: "I was thinking, it's almost time for you to come and see me... plan to tell me the intention behind this kidnapping and how to deal with me."
Caesar did not speak, but walked slowly around the queen, and then calmly stated his demands for the knights and the British government.
When she heard that she would be publicly executed, Her Majesty the Queen frowned slightly, but covered it up well, as if she was mocking herself, "It seems that, except for the title of Queen who has reigned the longest,
In addition, I would like to add one more, the first queen to be publicly executed in modern times? I have so many titles that I guess there is no room for them to be engraved on the tombstone."
"I'm curious. You don't seem to be afraid at all." Caesar looked at him and said, "Are you confident that you will be rescued because of the government's information or the knight's agency?"
The queen chuckled and said: "I am already this age. In the next few years, no matter what day I am suddenly taken away from this world, it may not be a strange thing... Can I ask you a question?"
"You ask." Caesar nodded, "You have this right, Her Majesty the Queen."
The Queen looked up and asked, "Why do you want an independent Northern Ireland?"
"Because we need a country." Caesar said calmly.
"What do you want a country to do?" the Queen continued to ask.
"Survive."
"Is there no soil for you to live in?"
"On those soils, there are people who enslave, arrest, brutally kill, oppress and bully us."
"Is that why you use this radical method?"
"That's why I resorted to this last resort."
"If you really become independent, what are you going to do next?"
"We would extend an invitation to all of our kind in the world to live freely in this country."
"Maybe there will be a war next."
"We have seen too much blood and are not afraid of war."
"Sir, do you have any children?"
"have."
"Is it also for your child?"
"yes."
"I hope you can succeed."
"Will do."
…
It is still a cell made of stone, but it is not a simple closed cell, but a place where a large number of torture instruments are placed.
Right here, Lancelot's hands were locked and hung from the ceiling by chains. She was almost standing on tiptoe...Catherine was looking at her playfully.
"Have you never thought that as a noble Knight of the Round Table, you would one day be treated like this?" Catherine pinched Lancelot's chin and asked with a smile.
"Are you going to torture me?" Lancelot said coldly.
"Why are you tortured?" Catherine suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Rather than torture you, why not do something more interesting to you?"
Saying that, at the moment when Lancelot was surprised, Catherine kissed her directly on the lips... Her cheeks were pinched, and her lips could only be opened, allowing the other party's tongue to play freely in her mouth.
Invading.
The moment the female knight was violated, she was almost in a state of shock. Only when the touch caused by the soft thing rolling inside her body began to spread from the cerebral cortex like a slight paralysis, did she remember that she should
Resist!
However, at the moment when she wanted to bite off the other person's tongue angrily, Catherine had already let go of the intersection.
The glittering crystal thread began to stretch between the two of them, and finally broke.
Miss Catherine laughed jokingly: "It's really a childish kissing technique... I have read your information. You are 25 years old and you have never experienced a man? Do you want to be like a holy girl and remain pure?"
"What did you feed me?!" Lancelot felt something slipping from the back of her throat... This was something that was forcefully put into her mouth at the same time as the other party violated her.
"A kind of parasitic imprinting insect. This is a filthy thing that a certain family of magicians in the East has been studying for nearly half a century... As for its effect, you will know it soon."
Saying that, while Lancelot was shocked, Catherine tore off her collar rather roughly... The collar of the white shirt was torn open to the chest, and the buttons bounced to the floor.
Her white shirt was finally completely torn open, revealing her body in only her underwear... her towering chest and well-trained lower abdomen with clearly defined abdominal muscles.
Catherine pointed her finger at Lancelot's throat and slowly slid down from there, "I heard that even those who have inherited the Knights of the Round Table, not everyone can maximize the power of the inheritance...
Generally speaking, it has only reached the stage of initial fusion, that is, it cannot be completely integrated with the holy armor. You must wear at least parts of the holy armor on your body to activate its ability. Only those who have reached the second stage can do this.
To the extent of blending, at this time, the holy armor and the knight's body have become one, and will not peel off unless they die."
The fingers finally came to rest on Lancelot's abdomen.
At this time, Lancelot suddenly felt a severe cramping pain radiating from her abdomen... The intensity of the pain even made her break out in a cold sweat.
My breathing was rapid...I wanted to cry out in pain.
"It seems to be starting to take effect." Catherine narrowed her eyes at this time: "The Twelve Round Tables, the holy seal of [lanelotdulake]."
A golden mark appeared on Lancelot's abdomen, slowly appearing on her skin.
"This...this is your plan..." Lancelot endured the pain, "Deprive me of my...power?"
"It's just the beginning." Catherine smiled.
She made no further move towards Lancelot, but slowly backed away until she reached the door.
When the door of the stone chamber opened, outside the door...Caesar came.
Caesar took one look at the situation in the stone room and asked directly: "Are you ready?"
Catherine crossed her arms, gently hugged Caesar's neck, leaned close to him, blinked and said, "How are you going to reward me?"
"Are you going to marry me?" Caesar asked abruptly.
"What?" Catherine was startled suddenly.
At the moment when she was distracted, Caesar let go of her hand and walked directly in front of Lancelot... Catherine had a touch of ecstasy on her face at this time, and then followed her, "The effect of the engraving bug is very good, it seems that this
The Oriental magician family does have some abilities...the holy seal, depending on the situation, will be temporarily peeled off from her body soon."
Feeling the man's eyes looking at him, Lancelot couldn't help but shudder... There seemed to be desolation in this man's eyes.
"You... you are their leader?" Lancelot asked weakly... Every second of peeling off the holy seal was extremely painful.
"My name is Caesar." Caesar said slowly: "But in your information, you may only have the name [Oberon]."
"Caesar?" Lancelot frowned.
Catherine smiled and said: "To be precise, Caesar... is the descendant of the Elf King [Oberon] who was born to Julius Caesar and the legendary witch Morgan Le Fay."
"Legendary witch, Morgan..." Lancelot said with a hint of horror on his face, "Could it be..."
"As you thought, it is the man that your knight organization initially called king, his half-sister the witch Morgan...so strictly speaking, he also retains part of King Arthur's blood."
As she spoke, Catherine took off Caesar's coat.
"How could..." Lancelot was shocked.
Catherine sneered: "Now you know why we took away the holy seal from you, right?"
At this time, Caesar directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Lancelot's abdomen. "The power of [lanelotdulake] belongs to me for the time being."
The pain when the seal began to peel off was ten times more intense than when the sealing bug took effect... The pain finally overwhelmed her nerves, broke her endurance, and the fear of having the seal taken away finally made her scream.
A shrill cry.
A full half hour.
The screams continued in the stone chamber.
When the holy seal representing the power of [lanelotdulake] appeared on the back of Caesar's hand, Lancelot was already in a state of near collapse... Her body hung naturally, and because of the pain, saliva began to flow from her lips.
.
Caesar looked at the palm with the holy seal, then lightly clenched his fist...A gray-black light instantly enveloped his whole body.
The dark gray armor faintly exuded a dark purple shimmer... When the 'Indestructible Lake Light' also appeared in Caesar's hands at the same time, Lancelot finally lost consciousness and was so weak that he fainted.
Ignoring Lancelot's situation at this time, Catherine looked at Caesar with concern and asked eagerly: "How is it?"
“The ‘unity’ in the third stage is still a bit reluctant, but it’s almost enough.”
Caesar took off his holy armor, put on his coat again, looked at the unconscious Lancelot, and said calmly: "Send her back to Her Majesty the Queen, and also send her some food."
"You are still too kind..." Catherine shook her head.
…
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Fog City, Knight's Mechanism...Sir Pugins' Manor.
The lawn in the manor.
The strong wind bent the grass, and the sound shadow when the spirulina turned was very huge... A helicopter was slowly descending, and at the same time, several other helicopters were planning to descend in the sky.
An old man, supported by two attendants, slowly walked from the helicopter,
At this time, Knight Gareth, who had been waiting here for a long time, quickly came forward and greeted the old man. This old man was the head of the Birmingham Knights Organization.
At the same time, there was a bearded man behind the old man. Gareth also said hello, "Tristan, I haven't seen you for a few months...your beard is still so beautiful."
"Come on." The bearded man... Tristan, one of the Twelve Knights, glared at him.
He was also holding a black box in his hand, and the box was even connected to Tristan's wrist with handcuffs.
Looking at the box, Gareth narrowed his eyes slightly, "The key..."
He then looked at the other helicopters that were preparing to descend. On them were the heads of other knight agencies, and they were also responsible for transporting the arrival of other "keys".
Only by gathering the 'keys' of knight agencies from all over the world can the secret room containing the [Holy Grail] be opened...
