"It didn't take me long to get out of the Privy Council's control, and I was planning to find an opportunity to break away from the Knights of the Round Table by feigning my death."

"But the sudden appearance of the Kuroshio Tide made me change my mind, a hundred years ago, there was a similar incident, and the regiment leader Green rose from that incident."

"It's a crisis, but it's also an opportunity."

Gawain replied.

"Our souls don't belong here, and the conflict with our bodies makes it difficult for us to condense our pale blood through normal methods and then enter the 4th Order."

"This time the Kuroshio may be a rare opportunity."

He sighed.

"This sudden turn of events led me to reveal my identity and leave the Knights of the Round Table."

"The power is weak, not to mention the Privy Council hidden behind the scenes, even the current Knights of the Round Table and the other two major forces, I can't get what I want from the cracks."

"We must unite all of us in order to find a way out!"

He looked at Roger.

"You now have some pale blood, and there's a good chance you'll be ahead of all of us, which will give others a glimpse of the light."

"So I have to choose you!"

"As for why now?"

Gawain pursed his lips slightly, "Because time is running out for us." ”

"Lancelot has hunted countless otherworldly souls for the Knights of the Round Table for so many years, and he has been hunting less and less frequently in recent times, do you know what that means?"

"Does it mean that the number of otherworldly souls has plummeted?" Roger replied tentatively.

"Nope." Gawain shook his head.

"Because they've eaten enough and collected a sufficient number of otherworldly souls."

He looked at Roger, "You wouldn't think the 12 Knights of the Round Table came into being out of thin air, would you?" ”

"They were sifted and created by the Privy Council through special tantric rituals among countless otherworldly souls."

"When a new knight is born, old guys like me, who are prone to glitches, should be swept into the trash can to make way for the newcomers!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Roger always felt that Gawain seemed to mean something, but he thought about it carefully and felt that he hadn't shown any flaws from beginning to end, and he shouldn't have guessed his true identity.

"The birth of a new knight is like a new weapon, the weapon needs to be tempered, and it needs to be full of blood."

"Is there a better goal than ours?"

A smile appeared on Gawain's lips.

"Just like 100 years ago, the butcher's knife was raised, and then the blood flowed like a river!"

He looked at Roger, leaned forward slightly, and stretched out a finger, "So for you and me, we all have to make a choice at this critical moment!" ”

"Join us, and together, win a glimmer of life in this great era!"

Roger didn't say anything, just looked at Gawain quietly, as if making a judgment.

"Have you ever seen a descender from 50 years ago in the Church of the Elombuds?"

Gawain shook his head.

"They are all dead, without exception!"

"More than 20 years ago, we hunted down a powerful fellow, and in that battle, six Knights of the Round Table were severely damaged, and immediately after returning we performed the inheritance ceremony."

"Even Lancelot and I were put in near-death mode."

"Can you imagine?"

"It was a guy who had just entered the 4th order, but in the end he still died, and he was consumed by us."

Gawain sighed, "It was in that heavy blow that I became what I am now. ”

"I would say that there is no hope in going it alone."

"If you want, I can make you the president, and I will assist you!"

At the end, Gawain opened the last hole card.

Tuk Tuk!

Roger's index finger tapped lightly on the table, he rubbed the grain on the wood, looked up at Gawain, and firmly refused:

"No, I'm not interested."

Roger didn't have much interest in forming the so-called forces, half a year ago he was an ordinary person, and in the past six months, he has been running around and experiencing countless killings and growth.

The rapid growth rate has honed Roger's mental will, but there are also many things that cannot be easily changed in a short period of time.

Since the time travel, at the beginning, forced by the fear of the unknown, he worked hard to improve his strength, and when he finally integrated into this transcendent world, and achieved a little balance, he could enjoy a little stable life, but because of an accident, he was involved in the Crescent City incident.

Like a sword hanging over his head, Arrahand forced Roger to leave his familiar place and come to Elder to regain his power.

With the help of the Hunter's Hut, Roger finally gained the combat power of the third-order pinnacle and successfully killed Arahan, completely solving the biggest hidden danger in his heart.

Now, as long as the suspicion is cleared, there will be no crisis in a short period of time, silently accumulating strength, and growing to the 4th level little by little with the help of the hunter hut.

Or 5th order.

At that time, even if there is a little accident, as long as your strength is enough, no one can do anything to yourself.

If he had been just an ordinary Spirit, and had lived in exile and hiding for decades, then he might have understood Gawain's thoughts and intentions.

But for the current Roger, he doesn't have any sense of belonging to the Alien Society, and even deep down, he has always regarded himself as a pure person.

Spend a quiet and peaceful time, and then work hard to accumulate strength.

This is Roger's best choice at the moment.

Maybe a year or two years, with the Hunter's Hut, he can grow to the 4th Rank Peak or 5th Rank.

Until then.

The whole world is his backyard.

Doesn't that smell good?

If you don't choose this, would you be confused and Gawain to tinker with the so-called Alien Spirits, and then be hunted down by the high-level of the Privy Council, hiding and wandering around?

Growing up in desperation and improving your strength?

A flash of disappointment flashed in Gawain's eyes, "I thought you were different from them, but I didn't expect you to be so narrow-minded. ”

"If you are not willing to help me today, then one day when you face an attack from the Privy Council, you will find that there is no one around you who can help you."

"You can't dodge, the sword of fate is already hanging above your head, it will fall sooner or later, I hope you are ready to bear it by then!"

Roger shook his head slowly.

"I don't believe in the so-called fate, I only believe in my own strength."

Gawain's ups and downs returned to normal, and he sighed, "Maybe I'm wrong, that shouldn't be called fate, it's crushed from the times!" ”

"Something has already been engraved in your soul."

"You can't hide from it, and you can't erase it!"

"It's destined to happen, it's just a matter of time."

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long breath as the atmosphere became somewhat quiet because of Roger's refusal.

But Roger still didn't change his mind in Gawain's persuasion, he didn't want to get involved in this troubled water, he just wanted to silently improve his strength.

"In that case......

Gawain hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Let's change the conditions."

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