Chapter 172 (2/2)
Lancelot looked at altoria, then smiled: ”I'm relieved to see you wearing this armor. This time, the world is only to see you. The package in your heart seems to have been put down.”.
However, altoria's pure white armor can only be worn in her most perfect state. Lancelot has been regretting the sword blocking war. He knows that according to King Arthur's character, he will be sad for the war, so it is possible to compete for the Holy Grail and go back to change history, so he signed the spirit treaty with Gaia and alayer, Just to see her again.
Seeing this, altoria came forward, looked a little excited, stretched out her hand to pat Lancelot on the shoulder, and then put it down again.
Lancelot saw this and knelt down on one knee: ”Lancelot asked to return to the round table knights.”
Altoria stared with round eyes and looked at Lancelot on one knee. Her hands trembled. Pictures echoed in her mind and finally stayed at the moment when the sword in the stone was broken. It was at that moment that there was a crack in her friendship with him.
Lancelot looked at the lost altoria with a sad face: ”Arthur, Lancelot begged to return to the round table knights. Haven't you put aside those irrational ideas?”
”Hmm?” altoria thought back, listened to Lancelot's words, gave a deep doubt, and then a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth: ”I've seen Gawain. I've figured out everything. As a king, I'm not wrong to think for the national people and create the ideal of stability and no war. I've done my best, so I shouldn't regret and change it.”
”I just want to make up for my mistakes for you.”
Lancelot heard the speech and smiled: ”Arthur, as long as you are all right, our Knights will always be happy for you. Thank you for thinking of me as the king. Now I just want to return to the Knights.”
Altoria, with tears in her eyes, immediately looked upright and put the sword of vowing victory on Lancelot's shoulder: ”The knight's code, never be angry and murder, never betray, never be cruel, give forgiveness to those who ask for forgiveness, always give assistance to women, never intimidate women, and never fight because of love or the power of words. Can Secretary Lancelot do it?”
Lancelot looked attentive and the indestructible light of the lake in his hand was held in front of him: ”I swear with my life and soul that I will always maintain honor and justice. I will remember the virtues of humility, honor, sacrifice, courage, compassion, nobility, honesty and justice, and use all my responsibilities and glory to maintain the oath.”
”I swear with my heart that loyalty will become the character I respect all my life. I will abide by my heart and have no regrets all my life! I will remember the sacrifice. I will not hesitate to sacrifice my body, my life and have no regrets all my life! I will keep my courage in my heart, move forward bravely and have no regrets all my life!...”
With Lancelot's constant oath, other members of the round table knights gradually emerged behind altoria, and their figures slowly appeared behind her, quietly listening to Lancelot's words.
”I swear in my heart never to be angry and murderous, never to betray, never to be cruel, to forgive those who ask for forgiveness, always to help women, never to intimidate women, and never to fight because of love or the power of words.”
The last word fell, a dazzling light rose into the sky, and then lanslot's armor gradually began to turn pure white.
Altoria smiled and said, ”I give Lancelot the honor of the first knight of the round table in the name of King Arthur.” as my king's voice fell, Lancelot began to dissipate gradually, slowly turning into dazzling light particles towards the Knights behind.
At the moment when the twelve Knights gathered, a strange long sword appeared among the people. It was the broken sword in the stone. With Lancelot's return, the king's sword also recovered.
In an instant, altoria's dazzling light drifted in all directions, and her pure white armor climbed up a strange pattern, representing King Arthur's return to the world in a perfect state, sweeping away all around.
Yuqingjue and Alice Phil smiled, while the great emperor Iskandar looked dignified. His evaluation of the two heroes in front of him was only two words: strong enemy.
Those who know the plot have begun to wail in their hearts. The plot has developed in an unknown direction. Only one of their ideas about the Holy Grail War is alive.