"You want to challenge me?"
Looking at the purple-haired, purple-armored, and even younger Lancelot than in his memory, Souya was at a loss for a moment.
If I remember correctly, I haven't seen Lancelot before, right? Then since there's no connection, what kind of grudge or resentment is there for him to challenge me right after I've recovered from my injuries?
As if he had seen the confusion on his face, Lancelot gestured to him with his sword. "Yes. Although it is a bit rude to come to you for a martial arts exchange right after you have recovered, Sir Lamorak, but if I don't act now, I'm afraid the others won't be able to hold back."
As he spoke, Lancelot glanced around. And following his gaze, he saw the sheepishly smiling Gawain, as well as Tristan, Percival, and the others.
"So, all of you are coming?"
Souya's toothache started up again. These were all famous Round Table Knights, and none of them were to be underestimated. Now, looking at their expressions, it was clear that they were planning to fight him one by one. But what kind of business was this!
Challenging the Round Table Knights alone, me?
"Sir Lancelot, this doesn't seem quite right, does it? After all, Sir Lamorak has just recovered. Even if it's an exchange, we should wait until he has fully recovered."
On the side, Artoria also seemed to feel that the others were somewhat deliberately targeting him, so she frowned slightly and wanted to help him out. But the latter thought for a moment and finally agreed.
There was no other way. Just by thinking a little, he understood why Lancelot and the other few Round Table Knights had a problem with their attitude towards him. In general, it was human competitiveness. No one could frankly accept a newcomer who had just joined and whose position was higher than their own, and their own boss was also intentionally or unintentionally biased towards him. What's more, this newcomer was rescued by them.
That was the third seat of the Round Table. Although the Round Table was said to be about equality and fairness, in reality, could the first seat, the king, really be compared with the last seat? Just like the so-called chivalry, even if it required the knights to be humble and not competitive, wasn't the admired knightly duel also a process of comparison?
Human beings, this kind of creature, cannot escape the truth of 'comparison'. This is also why Fou, who holds the principle of comparison, can become one of the seven great evils that love humanity.
Having understood this point, he naturally had no reason to refuse Lancelot. Just right, if he wanted to be able to safely hide in the Round Table until the end came, the first thing he had to do was to stand firm.
With this thought, he first smiled gratefully at Artoria beside him, then, surrounded by the crowd, he came to the open space in front of the castle with Lancelot. With a wave of his hand, a platinum-colored light transformed into a long spear and appeared in his hand. The mana burst that had not been used for a long time flowed from his palm into Rhongomyniad, bringing a warm and kind feedback.
"Speaking of which, I haven't fought for a long time either."
Feeling the magical energy in his body as if it were also eager to move, his heart was a little hot. No strong person does not long for a battle of equal strength, especially after understanding that he would definitely face a great war in the near future. He understood even more that he could not neglect his martial arts.
"Sir Lancelot, are you ready?"
He danced with Rhongomyniad a few times to get a feel for it, then looked up at the purple knight opposite him.
"Of course, the battle can begin at any time."
Lancelot tapped the breastplate on his chest with his 'Arondight'. This was the etiquette of a medieval knightly duel, expressing respect for the opponent and the battle.
"The Knight of the Lake, Lancelot, and the holy sword Arondight, pay our respects."
Seeing this, he hesitated for a moment, but still imitated Lancelot and tapped the blue and black 'Queen's Citadel' on his body with the long spear in his hand, and then replied, "The Knight of Glory, Lamorak, and the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, pay our respects to you."
Actually, logically speaking, he shouldn't have said the name of the Holy Lance. After all, if someone knew her setting, it would inevitably arouse suspicion of him. But when Lancelot announced the name of Arondight, he could feel the expectant emotion transmitted to him from the Holy Lance in his hand. It was as if she were eager to fight with him in her own name.
And after experiencing Rhongomyniad's emotions, after thinking for a while, he still chose to do as she wished. After all, the only one who knew everything, Merlin, was not here. And something like the Star Anchor was definitely a secret that very few people could know. Without any deliberate chanting, even if he said her real name, probably no one would be able to recognize it.
And the facts were indeed so. When they heard him announce the name of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad, everyone's expression was one of confusion.
Rhongomyniad? A Holy Lance? What is this, who gave it that name?
Even Artoria, who should have been the future master of Rhongomyniad, at this time also had a face full of confusion. She only felt that the aura this spear gave her seemed to be about the same as her own Excalibur, but if you were to really distinguish them, they seemed to be completely different.
But at this time, it was clearly not the time to consider this matter. As Lancelot took the initiative to slash at him with his sword, the girl immediately threw all her confusion to the back of her mind and, together with the other knights, began to focus on the battle between him and Lancelot.
"You must win! Sir Lamorak!"
Although both sides of the battle were her knights, as a king, for both emotional and rational reasons, she should not be biased. But looking at him, who was holding the Holy Lance to block Lancelot's slash, Artoria couldn't help but look forward to the latter's victory.
"Clang!"
In just a few minutes, the sound of the Holy Lance and the holy sword clashing continuously came from the air. When he once again used Rhongomyniad to block Lancelot's powerful and heavy sword, even though the other's aggressive magical energy surged like a tsunami, it was all blocked and absorbed by the Holy Lance. Just like a tall tower at the end of the world, no matter how fierce the attack, it stood firm.
"Bang!"
Seeing that he still hadn't gained any advantage, Lancelot this time did not choose to continue to fight him in close combat, but instead backflipped and created some distance between them.
"It seems I really underestimated you, Sir Lamorak."
Gently shaking his wrist, which was a little numb from the continuous confrontation, Lancelot's eyes at this time no longer held a shred of contempt, but were full of the solemnity of facing an opponent of the same level.
This guy is strong!
Although the other party had basically taken a defensive attitude just now, just by the fact that he could perfectly defend against all his attacks without a hint of weakness, it was enough to make Lancelot feel surprised. You see, he had always won battles by relying on his superb skills and unparalleled strength. Even the reason why he held the sword 'Arondight' was because only its 'indestructible' characteristic could fully bear his strength and magical energy without breaking.
It was not that the holy sword had chosen him, but that he, Lancelot, had chosen the holy sword. But just now, when he had used 80% of his strength, he could still withstand all the attacks and not retreat a single step. This made Lancelot deeply realize that he was not simple.
But if that's the case...
"Then I no longer need to hide my true strength."
As his words fell, a powerful pressure erupted from his body. The dark golden holy sword in his hand at this moment bloomed with a blue lake light like that of a welding torch.
"This is..."
As if the light was too dazzling, the onlookers all squinted their eyes.
"Come on, Sir Lamorak. At this point, you don't have to try to block this attack of mine anymore. It's impossible for you to defend against it." Lancelot held his holy sword high above his head, a confident smile on his lips. "Because, this is the complete embodiment of my power, 'Arondight Overload'!"
Hearing his confident words, the always-silent him finally responded. He looked at Lancelot with a strange expression, then at the platinum long spear in his hand, and then slowly said, "Mmm, since you've said so, then I can only satisfy you."
Before anyone could react, the next moment, a similarly dazzling but piercing light suddenly rose from his hand, turning into a towering golden pillar of light.
"Shine, Rhongomyniad."
Seeing this, Lancelot laughed out loud and poured the lake light onto him. In an instant, two huge pillars of light collided and intertwined. The resulting wind pressure made everyone take a few steps back.
But just as the knights all thought the outcome would be a draw or a mutual destruction, the golden pillar of light only stalemate with the blue lake light for a few breaths before breaking through it like a hot knife through butter, and then sent the disbelieving Lancelot flying.
"Bugah!!!"
With Lancelot's miserable cry, this knight of the Yangtze River finally ended in a tragic defeat.
"Phew..."
Letting out a light breath, he smiled and looked at the dumbfounded Gawain and Percival and the others at the side. "Who's next?"
Should I say that the Holy Lance is worthy of being a Holy Lance or not? The light cannon that was fired with only about one-seventh of the magical energy resonating with it was already comparable to Lancelot's Noble Phantasm, the Yangtze River welding. You see, during the confrontation with Lancelot just now, he hadn't even used the magical energy of water or a Noble Phantasm. What he had relied on was just the power of the Holy Lance itself and the basic use of 'Interception'.
It was only at this moment that Souya finally understood how much help a suitable and handy weapon could be to a strong person. Silently sending a grateful thought to the Rhongomyniad in his hand, as expected, he felt her gentle response again.
And witnessing the strongest of the Round Table, Lancelot, being defeated just like that, the other few knights were suddenly at a loss. After a long while, Gawain gritted his teeth and stood up.
"I'll go!"
So ten minutes later, "Shine! Excalibur Galatine!"
"Ah!" Defeat ×1
Another ten minutes later, "A painful tone, a mournful melody, what cuts your flesh and blood is my sorrow, a wailing illusion..."
"How is this possible!" Defeat ×2
Another ten minutes later, "Appear, the spear of glorious destiny!"
"Masaka..." Defeat ×3
In the end, all the Round Table Knights except for Kay and Agravain were all defeated and fell. When he looked at the last two, their answers were like this.
Agravain: "By universal reason, I am a strategist and do not need to participate in battle."
Kay: "What, you still want to make a move on me."
Finally, under Artoria's complicated gaze, Souya successfully killed his way through the entire Round Table. Thus, he achieved the legend of the fastest clear of the Round Table.
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