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She stood quietly on Qing's side with a golden sword in her hand, not saying a word, as cold as a statue in winter. The silver-white armor and blue dress swayed in the wind, not stained with a trace of dust, if it wasn't for the fact that he was still trying to kill the enemy just now, it really felt like he happened to pass by. But a golden crown was worn on her head, which symbolized the majesty above all men.

"Oops~ It's really surprising. --------- King Arthur of Britain, this is not the place for you to be, not only cannot your army lose you, but this is a battlefield for me alone. People like me love to share in the glory-------"

Qing stood indifferently, and his trembling breath was forcibly suppressed by Qing, and his tone was like teasing the girl in front of him. There was no weakness at all, and Qing didn't want her to see this sad self, like a fool.

"Someone is fighting for me, and as a king, I will not abandon any of my comrades."

Indifferent, cold, as if without the slightest emotion, colder than the biting cold wind. In this way, Qing found that the snow had fallen a lot, and the originally red snow was covered with new snowflakes, and a large number of corpses behind Qing were also buried by the heavy snow.

"Hehehe. I haven't said that yet, it's almost not what a king should do. -----However, you are late, the snow is so heavy, even the strongest soldiers will get sick, and the commander on the opposite side is not stupid. ”

Qing smiled lightly and sat down on the spot, inserting his twin swords on the ground, looking at the overwhelming huge army in front of him. There are a lot of them, this sentence is true, but they can't break through the iron gate forged by Qing, and they have no reason to continue to do useless actions after burying more than 200,000 troops and rashly attacking under this heavy snow, because of Qing's existence and huge losses.

The situation was also in line with what Qing said, they were afraid, and under the pressure of their king, who had been hiding, chose to retreat. It was better to retain strength than to wipe out the whole army, and Rome's enemies were not only on the British side, but also on the Persian side, which had not yet shown its strength.

They retreated, which was even more chaotic than fleeing, and Qing could only shake his head slightly, after all, when he killed their companions, all the killed people had no ability to resist. Fortunately, the snow came just in time and crushed their camels with the last straw.

"Ahhh~! It's over~. I was going to do it for a while, but it's a pity. ------------”

Lying down on the snow, looking at the dark night sky, it was like a new life. But no one could see the terrible wound that broke the heart, and even if it was suppressed with all its might, the blood could not be suppressed. Lying down is also to prevent the blood from looking like it was bleeding on its own.

[Snort! 】

The golden sword was inserted next to Qing's head, and it looked like it wanted to stab its head, and the corners of Qing's eyes couldn't help but jump wildly. However, Artoria didn't seem to want to pursue anything further, and sat down quietly.

She remained silent, lying on the snow looking into her eyes. It's still hard to see. Qing turned her head disapprenantly and continued to look at the heavy snow, no matter at any time, the only person Qing couldn't see through was her, but she could feel her joys, sorrows and sorrows from the bottom of her heart. She shines like the blazing sun.

The heart is destroyed, and life is over from a human perspective. Qing let the heavy snow fall on his body, and he didn't mean to shake off a piece. I don't know when Qing's breathing has calmed down, and the magic power has been exhausted, and the magic furnace heart means that the magic power will not be able to be stored anymore, just relying on the strong recovery speed to hang his life.

"Na------- Arthur------ Actually, I've always had a dream of defeating you in the true sense of the word. I've been working hard for this goal-------- and I thought, no, please accept my challenge once again----- last ------"

Qing struggled to get up from the ground and swept away the thick snow on her body. Quietly staring into her eyes, but Qing didn't take off her helmet because she didn't want her to see her miserable appearance.

"------- how long are you going to take me for a fool! Do you really think I can't see it at all? I won't let you -------------"

Gently stroking her blonde hair, Qing stopped her words. A faint smile, except that no one could see the smile under the green mask. However, she hesitated, as if she had seen through it.

"I've always been a person who doesn't have any dreams, and all I have on my mind is fighting. So, please let me lie once---------"

Qing slowly stood up and pulled out the straight sword inserted in his side, which was also Qing's knight's sword, but now he was no longer able to carry the name of knight.

"Warriors, you should fight to the end, so that you can be worthy of the name warrior. Killing all the time, even until the last moment, I should be standing on my battlefield! ”

Majestic magic gushes out of the body! Layer after layer of snow-covered earth! The self-crazy ingestion of magic power, the perpetual motion machine used to delay time is also run by Qing with a load that exceeds the highest load! This is the power that Qing used to finally resist the overwhelming military array! Only now there is a better goal!

"-------- Artoria Pan Dragon answers your challenge! Knight. ------------”

It's a serious one. Qing shrugged his shoulders, and a large amount of mana was added to restore his physical ability, and even if he didn't have a mana hearth, he directly used his magic to release it to strengthen the body's power. Qing pointed her sword at the girl in front of her, and Artoria responded to Ao's challenge with her royal sword!

"Let me see your power! Leigh! Hahahaha-----"

Qing laughed and rushed towards Artoria, the straight sword in his hand shining with blue magic and white and blue arcs under the effect of the magic released! This method has not been used for a long time, but there is no omission in getting started again!

【Qiang!! 】

The sword collided with the sword, and Qing was pushed back a few steps backwards by Artoria's force! It's just that kind of pure strength. Qing shook his right hand, which was a little numb from the shock, and then clenched his straight sword and slammed back, and Artoria had already swung his sword and attacked!

"You can't beat me so easily! Strength can't solve the problem at all! ”

【Ding! 】

The cross gauntlet of the straight sword struck the golden king's sword like a hammer, and compared to the sword skill, Qing can pat his chest to ensure that no one can easily defeat himself! Just like now, Qing used his skills to easily break Artoria's swing, and with a moment's gap, Qing had already swung the blade in front of the girl in front of her!

Artoria didn't hesitate to move back to dodge Qing's sword, but she responded with an even more fierce sword! Slashes like the roar of a dragon, accompanied by unleashed magic with unparalleled power and speed!

You can't dodge, and you don't need to dodge. There is no word for escape in Qing's dictionary! Artoria is fast, but she has plenty of time for Qing to analyze and respond!

Under Artoria's narrowed pupils, Qing did not make a defensive gesture, but directly pressed the tip of the sword against her armrest, and the power of the sword was also erased in an instant because of this ingenious relationship.

"You're still as accurate as before, Qing. But you don't have your strength anymore! ”

【Ping!】 】

Artoria twisted the blade of her sword in an instant and lifted Ao's straight sword, and Qing looked at her empty hands. Qing's sword also swirled a few times in the sky, sticking diagonally into the ground. This instantaneous change made Qing feel incredible for a while, but then Qing was relieved. Just like she said, she doesn't even have the strength to hold a sword now. The perpetual motion machine has burned down.

"Hehehe~ It's a pity. In the end, I still lost--------"

"-----Then go back with me, I believe that Master Merlin will have a way to help you------"

"Looks like you've been researching a lot of information over the past few years, Li. If you don't even believe your own words, will a miracle really happen? ”

Qing slowly took off her helmet, the pale caused by excessive blood loss, and her face like a beautiful woman also exuded a dead aura. Qing smiled faintly, untied the long sword that had been carrying his back behind his back, and looked at the long sword in his hand with a little nostalgia.

"This is a longsword that I forged for a person, but I never had a chance to give it to her, and I hope you can help me deliver it to her. Her name is Mordred, and she is one of your twelve round tables. If you can, please help me convey it, just say. ----I'm on a trip and don't have to go back------"

Qing smiled and handed the sword to Artoria's hand, seeing her contemplative expression, Qing subconsciously wanted to touch her head, but the weak hand made Qing retract again. The blade of the sword, made of green magic, has now lost its supply and collapsed.

The utopian embodiment of the battle armor, the blue still supports its form, because it is already full of clothes stained red by its own blood. Leaving in the opposite direction of the canyon with heavy steps, Artoria was about to say something but Qing waved his hand to stop her.

Qing walked slowly on the snow, the world in front of him was a pure snow white, and any darkness was buried by the thick snow. Once said to himself that since he stepped on the battlefield and swung his sword to kill, he was ready to be killed, and the only place for a warrior was the battlefield. The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn't see her clearly.

"Leigh! When you go back, please burn all the records with my name written on them--------- thank you for appearing to make my life more than just dark!! ---------”

All that's left is darkness.