It started with a fast-paced real drumbeat, followed by a ten-second solo of Will's temporary bass player...... The sound was amplified by the composite technique, and it broke through the blockade of the war song at once.

Above the city, the orchestra composed of six huge lights and shadows had already stood in their respective positions at this time.

On the stage, Oga also plucked the first note out as the main guitarist under the encouraging gaze of everyone.

"Oga hasn't worked with us before, and he's still a novice...... But you guys, there should be no problem, right?" Cheng Yiran looked at the three of Will—the three of them gave a thumbs up directly.

"But it's not punk rock, it's a little unpleasant......"

"Hey...... I can hear you, pay attention to the image!"

"Oh...... Are you all looking at me?!

......

"This group of people, is it really okay......"

Bedwell subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows, and there was always a feeling of looking at the rookies who came to the hospital for internship and walked directly into the front of the operating table.

He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "In the end, I actually have to rely on these ordinary guys, as a twelve-knight, it's really a failure......"

Self-deprecation is self-deprecation, but this kind of gambling behavior like treasure pressing still can't help but make the calm Bedwell knight nervous.

A melody that was not very skillful, but was getting better, rang out from the guitar in Ogara's hand...... I don't know if it's an illusion, or if it's because the compound technique amplifies the relationship between sounds.

I always feel that this voice is directly transmitted to my heart...... Bedwell's tightly knit brow began to loosen slowly, and before he knew it, his whole person was immersed in the sound.

It...... It's as if there's some kind of incredible magic.

If at the beginning, Cheng Yiyi just made people become quiet, then at this time...... The moment the voice sounded, it was as if you were already in the wilderness of your hometown.

The wind was blowing softly on the water, the grass was green, and the waves of grass flowed away into the distance one after another, and then ...... The girl's singing voice sounded in the bottom of my heart again.

But the high-pitched singing continued, and as if it had turned into an even greater storm, it struck again.

It's just that this time, it doesn't seem to be the same anymore.

And the singing, too, crossed the war song and once again sneaked into people's hearts.

As if something had been selectively filtered out, even though the war song was still there, what people heard was the performance of this improvised band.

Preach.

......

Under the moonlight, Caesar's war song has not stopped, but has been pushed to a kind of verge of rage even if he himself is on the verge of rage - if he goes further, then even he himself will fall into a state of rage.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the six huge figures in the city, and slowly fell silent.

He knew that even if he continued to push the war song, the result would not change in any way.

When the people of the city quieted down one by one and looked at everything around them, when the violent orcs lifted their madness, returned to their original appearance, and finally got tired of the moment they were on the ground, Caesar gave up fighting against them.

The orcs, who had lost consciousness, could no longer hear any sounds, and there was no point in continuing to bewitch at this time.

One last deep glance at two of the shadows, Caesar let out a slow sigh before descending.

"Why don't you go on?" said the old knight, who had seen it all, and walked out with a frown.

"There's no need. Caesar said indifferently, "Almost everything that needs to be done is done, and the next thing is just to wait for the harvest." Now, even if the city is rioting or quiet, it doesn't matter to us...... There is no need, waste time here. ”

The old knight nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, the owner of Sir Perkins' manor vanished without a trace...... When a team went out on a mission to bring back some orcs who had not escaped from the predicament and had now recovered their human bodies, all they saw was a bloody manor.

Even the Twelve Horsemen of Geraint, who had been temporarily resting because of his exhaustion of strength, lost his head and collapsed on the sofa in the lounge forever......

Death.

Fear, suddenly.

......

......

"Report! All the repression points have been successfully suppressed!"

"Report, riots at shelters and evacuation points have also subsided!"

One good news after another rang in the communicator in the Bedwell Knight's ears, and he was truly relieved—and then smiled, looking at the crowd on the stage playing and singing desperately.

"Tactical music combination?"

Bedwell suddenly wondered if the Knight Mechanism could also be used as a project to create another kind of enforcement force.

Although this time it can be regarded as quelling the orc rebellion, there may not be a larger orc disaster in the future...... If it could, then this kind of tactical concert combination should shine if it could be put on that kind of battlefield, right?

"Cheng... Did it work?"

"Like...... Calmed down?"

Finally, at the prompting of the knight of Bedwell, the group lowered their somewhat sore arms and sat down on the ground.

"I... I want to smoke a cigarette to suppress the freak. ”

It's even more tiring than having a small bar concert – it's just a song.

"There are still minors, pay attention!"

"Yes Yes ......"

Then, looking at the rhetoric of this group of unreliable fellows on stage, Mr. Bedwell quickly dispelled the thought in his mind...... And then listen to the obviously much more beautiful good news coming from all over the place.

But in the next moment, Bedwell's face changed drastically, "What did you say? Say it again!"

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to be momentarily sluggish.

"That's true...... I don't know what to say...... All dead...... Except for the two elders who were in charge of directing the evacuation, the rest died because they were out of business...... Mr. Geraint also ...... We found his body...... Dead, dead...... All dead...... Sir Perkins is missing, too—or captured......"

His hand dropped from the communicator in his ear, and Dr. Bedwell's lips seemed to turn pale...... Looking at Cheng Yiranwei and the others who were still chatting happily on the stage, they suddenly had a feeling of unreality.

The home was stolen like this...... And it was an unusually tragic loss.

"Lord Bedwell, what's going on?"

The crowd saw that something was wrong with the calm knight, and they hurried forward, as if waiting for him to say something celebratory.

They still had loose smiles on their faces...... Everybody, just like that, appeared in front of Bedwell, making Bedwell feel dizzy.

"Mr. Bedwell, is something going on?" said Clay.

"Nothing. Bedwell took a deep breath and said, "I was just thinking... Think about how to clean up the next question. ”

"Pack ......"

Klein was stunned, but after the riot subsided, the whole city seemed to have experienced a baptism of war, and the once bustling streets were full of shocking scars, and he couldn't help but fall silent.

Sure enough, I'm still too far behind...... It's a little bit of a victory, but Bedwell has already begun to think about the aftermath of the disaster, and he is worthy of the name of the Knights of the Round Table.

Still...... Keep trying.

"Anyway, you guys pack up your stuff here first, and then go to the diversion point in charge of the Birmingham Knights' Cabinet Elder and join them first. I'll leave it to you first...... I'll go first and see what happens in other regions. ”

"Don't worry, Lord Bedwell, we'll do it. ”

Can't- at least not for the time being, not to allow this bad news to spread among lower-tier knights, at least not for now...... Bedwell left quickly with a heavy heart.

He believed that the elder of the knight agency, who was still active and escaped the catastrophe because he went out, should do the same thing...... Hope.

......

It seems that there is nothing to do with this group of magicians anymore...... Presently.

Ms. Maria was anxiously looking for something at the scene, walking around the crowd and muttering, "Strange, why did you suddenly disappear, you should have been around...... Could it be, run away?"

Ms. Maria, who has a feeling of doing a loss-making business, suddenly felt a sense of infarction in her heart when she thought of the secret crystal that had exploded.

Her so-called bad business recently is not a lie, but it is true, but it is true, but it is naturally not true that she has not bought new underwear for half a year...... It's just a matter of temperament.,There's a kind of bad character that loves money like life.。

What happened at Sir Perkins' manor was not even clear among the middle and lower knights, let alone these folk magicians who were temporarily recruited?

So Bedwell's sudden departure didn't go unnoticed - after all, there are too many reasons that can be explained...... Naturally, I didn't think that the Knights of the Fog Capital in Britain had been wiped out.

"Did you really run away...... "Lady Maria felt a little like crying without tears, sure enough, the magician of the gentle healing system or something, it's all a lie......

It was originally specially out to defraud the old ...... Light mature woman, a guy who cheats money and sex?!

My ultra-high purity secret crystal...... The two teardrops barely hung out, and then collided with each other.

"Lady Maria, are you looking for me?"

At that moment, such a voice sounded beside her—Lady Maria was momentarily stunned, then turned around and smiled brightly when she saw the young free magician in front of her.

"I knew you wouldn't leave me!"

She was probably too excited, so she planned to hug her without saying a word.

Boss Luo took a step back with ease (dodging the instinctive reaction that Ren Ziling had cultivated from hugging), causing the witch lady to pounce.

Ms. Maria, who pounced on the air, was a little aggrieved, and was glad that there was no such thing as a flat fall, but she still looked at it with dissatisfaction.

"I was just a little thirsty, so I went get some water to drink...... Makes you worried. Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "This is for you." ”

There was also a box of prepared mineral water on the truck.

"Oh-oh!" said Lady Maria, nodding hurriedly, taking the water, and quickly falling back into the healing smile.

"The person you are waiting for should be back in a short time, so please wait a little longer. Luo Qiu continued.

"It's okay!" Lady Maria suddenly said, "If you don't mind, you can come and sit in my magic house?"

"I've got a little bit of something to do. Luo Qiu said softly, "I may not be able to go." ”

"Hmm...... Huh??"

......

......

In the Palace of Westminster, in the room where Lancelot was imprisoned...... With a wire quietly in his mouth, Lancelot succeeded in opening the lock where Catherine bound her chains.

There seemed to be some kind of commotion going on outside.

But it seemed to calm down again—Lancelot had heard two very different voices fighting each other, and his spirit seemed a little sluggish, but with the cessation of these two voices, he had now recovered a little.

But unfortunately, the forbidden lock made of Hamm stone is a special magical structure, and it is obviously not something like iron wire that can solve it - so, she has only partially regained her mobility, but leaving this room is no longer a problem.

The hallway was empty...... The Palace of Westminster, Lancelot has been to more than once or twice.

As a close friend of the Queen, she definitely walks around this place a lot on weekdays, and she naturally knows the terrain here - it's just that the Queen will be imprisoned by the people of the Doomsday Myth at this time, but she can't get it directly.

Lancelot had two options in front of him, escape from here, and then pass the message to the Knight Trap and wait for backup.

The next step is to rescue Her Majesty as a hostage herself—she quickly gives up on the second idea.

Not to mention that the Holy Armor has been deprived now, even when the Holy Armor is still there, it still has the weakness of being restrained by the Holy Armor on Catherine's body.

Moreover, there are several other key players at the heart of the apocalyptic myth...... Such a reckless solo rescue may not be like the protagonist in the lonely hero movie, and finally win.

"Your Majesty, wait for me to come back. ”

Taking a deep breath, Lancelot looked for the nearest exit and left.

Thankfully, perhaps because of the relationship that he was sure he couldn't get out of, there wasn't even a guard here...... Except for the guards at the Palace of Westminster, who would be seen on the road and had been knocked to the ground.

The exit is just ahead.

But suddenly, a stream of heat began to rise in her abdomen, and a burning sensation like a flame rushed straight to her head in an instant, and everything in front of her began to appear heavy phantoms.

Lancelot lost his balance and leaned against the wall of the hallway...... It felt as if there were countless insects drilling all over her body, and the accompanying large amount of heat coming out of her body made her sweat even more.

Her eyes had become foggy, and she gasped for breath and sat limply on the ground.

I don't know when the feeling of insects is gone, but it is accompanied by a confusion that the sensitive points of the whole body have been infinitely magnified.

The sweat flowed out, wetting the white shirt under her tuxedo, and the soaked shirt material made the skin faintly visible.

"How could it be ......?"

The wheezing voice began to thicken, and Lancelot's trembling hands unconsciously touched his body......

It can't be like this......

She struggled to hold on to the primal reaction of her body, but she couldn't resist the wild exhilaration that comes with her fingertips touching her intimate parts.

Is it going to fall......

"It's really unsightly. ”

Lancelot, half-asleep, heard the voice, and only felt as if there was someone standing in front of him...... Dressed in a black and white maid costume.

Long hair as bright as blonde, dark blue eyes.

The moment their eyes met, the voice sounded again.

"Are you a lady like that...... Duchess of Aquitaine, Eleanor. ”

ps（11/30）...... orz

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