1915th "Just Let Me Wake You Up!"

"call!"

In the raging sea of ​​flames, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, causing a figure to appear in front of Joan of Arc (Alter).

He lifted the heavy shield, which was as tall as a person, and blocked it in front of Joan of Arc (Alter), gathering both of them behind the shield.

The person who came was Matthew.

"That shield, could it be...!?"

The complexion of Lancelot who slashed down with great power finally changed, and the expression of consternation and astonishment appeared in his eyes.

However, it is already impossible to restrain his strength at this time.

The full blow of Lancelot's Noble Phantasm, the knight on the lake, hit the shield in front of him so hard.

"clang----!"

Like steel hitting a golden bell, when the magic sword shining with lake light landed on the shield, a sound wave echoed, blowing away the surrounding flames.

"grumble----!"

At the same time, the blade of the magic sword, which overflowed with magic power, rubbed against the shield surface like a bamboo, causing sparks to burst out fiercely, and the ear-piercing sound vibrated the human eardrum, echoing along with it.

"Blocked...!?"

Lancelot's complexion changed again and again, and he could no longer keep calm.

"Drink!"

Only then did Matthew shout coquettishly, the shield in his hand was like a hammer, and under his violent swing, he blasted towards Lancelot.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the side of the shield hit Lancelot hard on the chest.

"Gooooo...!"

Lancelot suddenly uttered a distressed cry, and his whole body was thrown into the air.

However, Lancelot reacted quickly, adjusted his figure in mid-air, turned around, landed on the ground, and retreated violently rubbing against the ground.

It stopped after a while.

"Ahem...!"

Lancelot coughed, clutching his chest.

However, Lancelot can no longer control that much.

"The shield, and this heavy blow that looks like you want to kill your relatives, you may be..."

Lancelot's eyes were still full of astonishment and astonishment when he looked at Matthew, besides, there was a deep sense of disbelief and uncertainty.

This is also a matter of course, right?

Known as the most perfect and ideal Holy Grail Knight, Galahad is the illegitimate son of Lancelot, the son of Lancelot and Princess Elaine, the daughter of King Fisher. Lancelot went to visit When King Fisher was in love, Princess Elaine, who was in love with him, cast illusion on him and slept with him in the appearance of a princess, which led to the birth of Galahad.

Lancelot was extremely angry when he woke up, and wanted to kill his mother, but he gave up because Elaine was pregnant, but he left directly and did not stay with Elaine, so that Galahad did not see him until he was an adult. As for his own father, it is well known that the father-son relationship between Galahad and Lancelot has not been harmonious since he joined the round table.

Therefore, others could notice that Matthew had inherited Galahad's power, and it was naturally impossible for Lancelot, who was Galahad's father, not to be aware of it.

only...

"...I don't know why, after seeing you appear, a wave of anger welled up in my body again."

Matthew looked closely at Lancelot and spoke in a low voice.

"Although this emotion can no longer affect me, it is just the emotion released by the spirit base itself that has been fused into my body, but I decided to accept this emotion and question you."

Saying that, Matthew showed a rare look of anger, and glared at Lancelot.

"Lancelot, the knight on the lake, let me ask you, the king is right in front of you, yet you turned against him again, joined forces with the Lion King, and helped the evildoers. Is this what you, the number one knight of the round table, should do?"

Matthew's questioning was unprecedentedly fierce.

At least, seeing Matthew like this, everyone in Chaldea was frightened.

Even Lancelot showed a dumb expression, and in the end, his eyes drifted unsteadily.

Seeing Lancelot like this, Matthew became even more angry.

That way, it was as if he was looking at an irresponsible and unprincipled father, his eyes were full of anger and a hint of disdain.

That trace of disdain made Lancelot feel as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and it was painful.

"No... that... how to say..."

Lancelot's tone seemed to be guilty, and he looked really hopeless.

"Okay, you don't need to talk about it." Matthew interrupted Lancelot directly, and said in a tough manner that he had never seen before: "Anyway, you are such a person, you are lustful and have no vision. As long as it is for beautiful women, you will do anything, and you say you respect women and love women, but in fact, there is no lower limit to attacking beautiful women!"

"Goo!" Lancelot clutched his heart, as if he had been stabbed several times, his steps became staggering.

But Matthew didn't give up.

At this moment, Matthew took in Galahad's emotions that emerged from the depths of his heart, turned them into words, and continuously vented them out.

"For you like this, I have nothing to say. Anyway, it's not the first time you've lost your mind and done unimaginable wrong things. If you're so unconscious, let me smash you with this shield Wake up!"

As soon as the words fell, Matthew raised the shield, kicked the ground without any hesitation, and ran towards Lancelot.

"Wait... wait! Listen to me first!"

Lancelot panicked.

"Drink!"

Mash turned a deaf ear and rushed to Lancelot. The shield in his hand whizzed and swung up. Amidst the sound of breaking wind, he mercilessly attacked Lancelot.

"Wait! Wait! Didn't I say wait...!?"

Lancelot could only dodge the heavy shield whistling in a bit of embarrassment, and retreated violently, but was chased by Matthew involuntarily.

All of a sudden, the shield in Matthew's hand kept swiping through the air, and smashed towards Lancelot in the midst of howling that shook his ears.

Lancelot seemed to be driven to a desperate situation. After avoiding the inevitable, he could only raise the magic sword to resist.

This is how an offensive and defensive battle unfolded.

However, the shield soldiers who were supposed to be on the defensive side were attacking like berserkers, while the swordsmen were blindly defending, making the sound of fighting endless.

"...What the hell are these two doing?"

Joan of Arc (Alter), who didn't know why, just stayed there with a dazed expression.

Little did they know, the other Knight of the Round Table who was present had disappeared unknowingly.

.........

"Master Luo Zhen!"

Jing Mi, who had been waiting by Luo Zhen's side all this time, suddenly tensed up and took a defensive posture.

"Um?"

Luo Zhenxin, who was watching the battle, was moved, turned his head, and looked forward.

"So that's how it is." Luo Zhen seemed to understand something, grinned, and said to himself: "I realized that I am the center of this place, the source of making the followers so strong, so I came here while I was in the chaos. Here, are you going to solve the source of me first?"

As soon as the words came out, someone responded immediately.

"This is just a postponed verdict. When you disobeyed the king in front of the main gate of the holy capital, you should have paid the price with your life. Now I'm just here to collect it."

The handsome knight holding a harp came to Rozen, showing an elegant smile.

"Although, it's just sad."

Tristan, Son of Sorrow, came quietly, like this.

Luo Zhen smiled slightly, his eyes full of mischief.

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