Absolute Speed ​​of a Certain Anime

Even he couldn't blame anyone.

Perhaps even if the queen knew about it, she would not regard her behavior as betrayal, although she would still punish her.

He turned and walked into the city.

"Wait a moment."

When Bagster saw him turn and leave, he couldn't help himself.

"Isn't Your Highness here to execute me?"

"Did I say that?"

Jiang Li asked back in surprise.

"Uh……"

Bagster was stunned.

For the Queen, betrayal is absolutely unacceptable.

So, after doing this, she knew that she would definitely be held accountable by the Queen.

When Jiang Li appeared here, she thought that the queen had asked him to execute her, and she was ready to die under Jiang Li's sword.

The result is not?

"I just saw that the breakthrough here was too fast, and I thought it was a bit strange, so I came to take a look."

Jiang Li shrugged.

"If possible, I'd actually like to help some of the fairies immigrate like you did, but I just can't."

"Besides, if even something like this is punishable by execution, how many times will I have to die?"

Bagster didn't go without a fight.

She had fought with all her might, but she simply didn't allow her soldiers to join the fight.

That being said, even if the soldiers had joined the battle, the outcome would not have changed in the slightest.

It was only a matter of time before the gates of Camelot were breached.

Before he could finish his words, he had already disappeared.

Bagster looked confused.

What did His Highness just say...what did it mean?

…………

The war in the city intensified, and the sounds of fighting did not disappear.

As more and more rebel soldiers rushed into the city, the advantages that the Queen's Army had initially accumulated due to their familiarity with the terrain disappeared, and one after another, the Queen's Army soldiers fell under the swords of the rebels.

The rebels gradually gained the upper hand.

In contrast, the morale of the Queen's Army began to decline, and even desertions occurred.

"Open the door! Open the door and let me in!"

A soldier fled into a residential area in panic.

But the doors of every household here were locked tightly, leaving him no room to open.

All the fairies are playing it safe and only care about their own reputation.

Obviously, the rebel soldiers were well-disciplined and would not invade the residents' territory in the slightest, but no goblin was willing to help them!

This is Camelot.

This is the gathering place of the superior fairies!

"You bunch of rubbish! We risked our lives to protect you, and you can't even offer us shelter!"

The soldiers were furious.

He drew his sword, chopped down the gate with one blow, and rushed into the courtyard.

This is not an isolated case.

Such scenes happened everywhere in Camelot, and inevitably the war spread to the goblins' homes.

Jiang Li was walking on the street.

He saw what was happening before him, but did not try to stop it.

He turned a blind eye whether the Queen's Army killed the rebels or the rebels killed the Queen's Army.

"Help me! Help me!"

After a while, a human appeared in the street in a panic.

His arms had been cut off, leaving a trail of scarlet blood along the way, and he shouted for help whenever he saw someone.

"Fellow humans?"

A human soldier from the Round Table Army discovered him and rushed forward to bandage his wounds.

"How did you get so badly injured?"

"Goblins! Those goblins! They're horrible!"

The man with the broken arm looked terrified.

He huddled in the soldier's arms like an ostrich, and the pain in his arms couldn't bring him back to his senses from the fear of something.

The soldiers of the Round Table Army were puzzled.

But seeing the wounded appearing before him, he had no choice but to retreat from the front line and evacuate the man with the broken arm out of the city. If the injury was not treated in time, it would be fatal.

"A scary goblin?"

Jiang Li noticed that scene.

He felt that this scene was somewhat unusual.

Because the man with the broken arm was not wearing the rebel armor or uniform, but only a thin set of coarse linen clothes.

More like a slave than a soldier.

Jiang Li pondered for a while.

He raised his feet and walked in the direction where the man with the broken arm escaped.

Finally, he stopped in front of a mansion, looked at the blood that had not yet dried on the ground in front of the door, and walked into the mansion.

"Such a strong smell of blood?"

Jiang Li's brows suddenly frowned.

It's not the smell that comes from the death of one or two people, but more like the smell that comes from the death of several or even a dozen people, and it has accumulated over many days!

Following the direction of the smell of blood, Jiang Li opened the door to the basement.

follow closely.

He froze in place.

In this basement, a middle-aged male goblin was kneeling there, muttering to himself, as if praying for something.

And not far from her.

A wide pool of blood lay there.

It was filled with scarlet blood, most of which had dried up, and the blood drops scattered everywhere were terrifying.

Next to the pool of blood, there were several corpses that had been dead for a long time.

Each body was missing limbs and reproductive organs.

Each of them had their eyes wide open in horror, and died from excessive blood loss in extreme fear.

"..."

This moment.

A violent impact hit Jiang Li.

"All the limbs were cut off..."

No.

this is.

"Five...limbs—?!"

Chapter 1100 The Last Holy Spear?

2023-06-01

A blue light descended from the sky, revealing the face of Britain's most beautiful fairy.

"Fairy Lancelot, the strongest fairy knight, has finally appeared!"

Muramasa clenched the knife in his hand and said as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

Beside him, Sage Grimm and Human Boundaryer Percival were on high alert.

As the second group to attack the city, they unexpectedly ran into the demon orchid that fell from the sky.

"Since you guys have been looking for me, I just showed up generously."

Yao Lan smiled, revealing a frank pride.

"But, actually, I'm not interested in you. After all, both Grimm and Muramasa look very weak. They can't withstand a few blows from me, right?"

"It's really embarrassing for me to be looked down upon to this extent."

Muramasa chuckled nonchalantly.

"So what is your purpose here, Lancelot the Goblin?"

Grimm didn't care about Yaolan's evaluation at all, but asked her a question with clear purpose.

Having said that, judging from his meaningful look, I could probably guess the reason.

"I have something to ask you, Percival."

Yao Lan looked at Percival with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"But looking at you, it seems I don't need to ask any more questions."

Percival said nothing, but just stared at Yaolan silently.

His gray hair had lost its original color and luster at some point, and had turned mostly black.

The taste of vicissitudes is stronger than ever before.

"Is it really that time in Oxford, when we were fighting Woodworth?"

"Yes, you are someone I respect like an elder sister."

Percival sighed.

"Woodworth... Father is truly powerful. Even after draining all his magic power, I was unable to kill him until I unleashed the Spear of the Chosen One."

How stupid.

Yao Lan really wanted to say this, but she knew in her heart that this was the inevitable outcome.

As a guardian, she absolutely disapproved of Percival using the Spear of Choice.

But from another perspective, this is actually equivalent to the growth of her younger brother Percival. He swung the gun with his own will and is no longer the ignorant brother who needed her strict teaching.

"But, in this way, you have already swung the Holy Lance twice..."

"Yes."

Percival nodded again in approval.

Immediately afterwards, his expression suddenly became brave.

"Furthermore, it seems the time to wield the Holy Lance for the third time is now! I will defeat the Queen at all costs. So, as my elder sister, who taught me so many martial arts, I will swing this final Holy Lance at you!"