Chapter 163 Round Table Civil War

"Sakutsuki, show respect to the dead." Saber kept her eyes on the table, but the king's reserve still allowed her to advise someone of his impropriety.

"I'm not disrespectful, my king." Sakutsuki waved at the stunned Kariya, signaling him to come back to his senses. "As the saying goes, 'Zhuangzi's wife died, and he beat the drum and sang'. Although Tousaka Tokiomi did not live a long and happy life, as a magician, he died on the road to pursuing the root, which was a worthy death. It is worth holding a big banquet to comfort the dead and comfort the hearts of the living."

"——Especially Kariya, Tokiomi entrusted Aoi and the two daughters to you before he died, right?"

"That's only because the Tousaka family has no one who can take up the responsibility. In the end, he still wants to use me to support the Tousaka family and let the two daughters learn magic better. Humph, deep down, he is still the magician who disgusts me."

"Don't be so naive. Just tell me whether you are happy or not? "

"It's a lie to say I'm not happy, it's just..." Kariya sighed, "Sister Aoi is so gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, how could she remarry so easily?"

"It's simple, force her, and then time will tell, no matter what you understand it to mean." Shuoyue said, and as expected, Saber glared at him.

"Shuoyue! Yue! Qing!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more..."

I always feel that Shuoyue is just looking for a reason to feed Saber. Although I felt it that night at the Hyatt Hotel, I didn't expect this guy's hobby to be so weird. Even if Saber is beautiful, aren't all the Heroic Spirits engraved on the seat of the dead?

Kareya's mouth twitched, but out of politeness and survival instinct, he naturally wouldn't say anything about Shuoyue's XP system, but turned to say: "Speaking of which, Shuoyue, do you have any way to protect the Zencheng family? Since Kotomine Kirei assassinated Tohsaka Tokiomi, he might attack Aoi and the others, not to mention that the Command Seal on that guy's hand had disappeared before he died..."

"Are you worried about your future wife and children?" Sakutsuki nodded seriously, "That's easy, why don't you go and guard them yourself? In galgames, this is the kingly plot to increase favorability.

"But, I still have to participate in the Holy Grail War..."

"Do you have any other wishes you want to fulfill? Could it be that your masochistic nature has exploded and you want to revive Tohsaka Tokiomi?" The young man squinted and knocked on the table before Kariya fell into a rage, "What's more, I seem to have said - asking me for help, but there will be a commission fee?"

Kareya blinked: "I'll return the Assassin class card to you..."

"Forget it, I didn't ask Saber to come here for this kind of thing." Sakutsuki smiled coldly, killing Kariya's fluke mentality.

"Come, tonight we will perform the traditional art of the Round Table - civil war, Berserker, or Sir Lancelot."

The white-haired, golden-eyed young man crossed his arms, and under the astonished gaze of Kariya and Saber, he showed them an arm full of Command Seals.

"I will give you three more Command Seals for free, Kariya. I want to overthrow the old senior who has lost his mind, not the old senior who has lost his mind."

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"Command Seal - restore your mind, Lancelot!"

"I command with the second Command Seal - restore your mind, Lancelot."

"I declare with the third Command Seal - restore your mind, Lancelot."

It was still the original formula, and it was still the familiar taste. Kariya stared with dead eyes and consumed the three Command Seals he had just obtained without hesitation. Even the words of command were far less passionate than before.

"Dingling." The black air dissipated, and the tall knight raised the wine glass, filled it with wine, and handed the cool wine to the master who exuded the aura of "I really want to die", with a charming smile on his lips.

"Please don't show such a regretful expression, Master, although it is only a short time, but I, Lancelot, never regret walking with you."

"And a good fight here is also my destiny."

"If I hadn't summoned you as Berserker..." Kariya took the wine glass, looked at the ideal knight under the night sky, smiled bitterly and drank the wine, "But there is no point in saying this now. Thank you for your company all the way, and now, I should let you go and let you pursue your wish-go, Berserker, bring me victory!"

"Yes, I will not fail my mission!" Lancelot knocked on his chest and expressed deep respect and gratitude to the master who summoned him.

If it weren't for Matou Kariya, he would probably still be imprisoned by a lifetime of regret and madness, instead of running to a glorious duel with joy under the gaze of my king like now.

Turning around and looking at the young man who was already standing opposite and waiting, Lancelot's charming smile became more and more real.

And the most fortunate thing is that he and my king met the new moon.

A young man from a thousand years later, thus intersected with their time and space, and untied the knot in the hearts of those who lived in legends.

Moreover, inheriting the glory of our round table, after the endless night of the end of the legend of King Arthur, a new sunrise is rising.

Ah, what a lucky thing this is--

With such an exclamation, Lancelot's eyes were sharp, and the magic sword pointed directly at the young man with white hair and golden eyes:

"Unfortunately, I am not clever enough to let you win, wake up!"

Because of this, as a senior of the round table, I must temper this beam of light to be more tenacious!

Faced with the challenge of the First Knight of the Round Table, the young man put on a red robe and white clothes, grabbed a red spear in his right hand, and responded with high spirits:

"I'm ready anytime!"

After a short silence, a violent storm swept through, with two intersecting figures as the center, and the sound of weapons clashing roared and exploded!

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The spear came out like a dragon, and the magic sword drew a clear light like lake water.

Shuoyue shouted lightly, took a step forward, and suddenly summoned the deadly yellow rose with his left hand, stabbing it in the head!

"Ding!" The hard gauntlet swung out from the side, hitting the spear shaft of the yellow spear, deflecting the trajectory of the attack. At the same time, Lancelot made a mistake in his steps, and broke into Shuoyue's blockade with a posture as steady as a heavily armed fortress, twisted the magic sword, and cut towards Shuoyue's chest with the sharp sword body!

The sword swung into the air, and the opponent in front of him disappeared. The sense of spatial confusion made Lancelot lose his mind for a moment. He felt a warning sign like a needle prick in his back. He turned sideways without caring about his demeanor, and happened to see the double guns like venomous snakes, piercing the air where he was originally.

Use replacement magic to control the enemy, and at the same time devote all your strength to deliver a fatal blow - there is no mercy, and there is no room for maneuver.

If Lancelot had not been through hundreds of battles and his physical fitness was far superior to Shuoyue, the ending would probably have been rewritten.

The combination of magic and combat skills is really an extremely wonderful combat method.

Lancelot admired his opponent in his heart, but his hands did not stop - there was no time to grasp the angle, but with his superior strength, he still slapped Shuoyue with the back of the sword before he recovered his breath!

"But as long as you can't hit the opponent, then you will be in a desperate situation, junior!"