"ROAR—!"
Accompanied by a dragon's bellow and an enraged howl, Kaido charged off into the distance. At this moment, his mind was completely consumed by rage—his eyes held nothing but fury and madness.
Clearly—
Being defeated again and again, falling entirely behind others… that was something Kaido simply could not accept.
"ROAR—!"
From above, Kaido opened his jaws and unleashed a torrent of blazing flames.
"Blast Breath!"
The terrifying heat beam crashed down from the sky, threatening to incinerate Arthur's ship entirely. At this moment, Gareth and Galahad had no way to rush over to stop it—every knight was fully engaged, fighting their own opponents.
After all—
The Silver Axe Pirates.
The Five Peaks Pirates.
They had joined forces specifically to target Britannia. There was no way they would miss such an opportunity. With so many officers and fighters attacking together, Britannia wasn't being pushed into total retreat—but freeing up manpower was utterly impossible.
"Hahahaha!"
Ochoku laughed with interest.
"This situation's pretty amusing, don't you think? Arthur, brat—how do you plan to deal with this?"
Arthur replied calmly, "Didn't I already say it? She will handle everything."
Tap.
Tap.
As if responding to his words, a gentle figure slowly emerged from the cabin.
She was tall and slender, clad in dark purple armor, with deep violet hair cascading down her back. Her expression was cold—almost icy—yet carried a quiet, austere beauty.
She stepped onto the deck, lifted her head, and looked at the descending flames with a faintly puzzled expression.
"Hehehe~"
Gareth chuckled softly.
"Sir Lamorak… even just standing there, you give off an overwhelming presence."
Galahad nodded in agreement.
That's right.
This was the Knight of the Round Table Arthur had summoned on the way to Fish-Man Island—
The Mist-Rain Knight: Lamorak.
Among the Knights of the Round Table, she was another bug-level existence—one of the three knights famed for possessing the greatest strength, possibly the strongest of them all. Her power was absolutely terrifying.
In fact—
The legends of Lamorak and her younger brother often overlapped. In some records, their deeds were nearly identical. The only real difference lay in whether or not they were said to be Morgan le Fay's child.
That was their sole distinction.
Everything else seemed almost the same.
Arthur, however, knew the truth.
They were two completely different individuals—history had simply blurred their legends together over time. Lamorak's fame endured, while her brother gradually faded into obscurity.
That was only natural.
After all—
King Arthur's era was the final age of myth. When Arthur vanished, that entire age began to fade from the world. Countless histories overlapped, dissolved, and disappeared.
So it was no surprise that both siblings were remembered among the strongest knights.
If her brother was blessed with strength, then Lamorak was strength itself—the very embodiment of it. A power so overwhelming it inspired instinctive dread.
Worth noting—
Lamorak and her brother were sister and brother.
Lamorak was King Pellinore's eldest daughter—the true, outstanding firstborn.
Her brother was created after Morgan le Fay stole genetic material, making him a half-brother.
That resemblance was exactly why their legends became so deeply intertwined.
"…Hm."
Lamorak gently raised her head. Her serene expression held no emotion as she lifted one hand.
Whoosh—!
In an instant, endless dense fog spread outward, engulfing everything.
Sssss—
Sssss—
At a visibly rapid pace, the thick mist swallowed Kaido's Blast Breath entirely. After all, fog was condensed water—and against such density, the flames were devoured outright.
"ROAR—!"
Instead of calming down, Kaido's rage only intensified. His fury burned hotter than ever, his eyes blazing with madness—like a demon gone berserk.
Another one.
Another one!
Gawain had been his equal. Galahad had defeated him.
And now—
Another knight appeared, able to match him again?
"ARGH—!"
Kaido transformed into his hybrid form, roaring furiously:
"I'll kill you! And all of you—"
He glared at Gareth and Galahad.
"You Round Table bastards—every last one of you! I'll slaughter you all! Not a single survivor!"
His rage boiled over completely.
Why were they all so strong?
Was this mockery? Contempt?
That was something Kaido could never accept.
"Hmph."
Gareth pierced through an enemy's assault and said with a cheerful grin:
"Kaido, was it? You'd better be careful when facing Sir Lamorak."
"Among us Round Table Knights, Sir Lamorak ranks near the very top."
"She serves as the king's personal guard."
Step.
Step.
Lamorak advanced calmly, her voice gentle and even.
"You are the king's enemy…"
"Then…"
"I will defeat you."
Step—!
She vanished.
In the next instant, she appeared right before Kaido. Her slender hand clenched into a fist inside her armor.
That punch fell—As if it were meant to pierce through everything.
"—No!"
Kaido was about to take it head-on when he felt the surrounding air tearing apart. He immediately leapt backward—the power was terrifying, as though it could rip him to shreds in an instant.
BOOM—!
Kaido dodged.
But the pirates behind him couldn't.
Lamorak's punch unleashed a devastating shockwave that tore through the battlefield for several kilometers before finally dissipating.
"…!"
Not just Kaido—everyone froze.
What kind of power was that?
Anyone could tell—this wasn't an ability.
This was pure strength.
Because Lamorak's power was so immense, a single punch created such destruction.
Arthur smiled.
"I told you—Sir Lamorak is incredibly strong. As one of the mightiest Knights of the Round Table, she's known as a Lion of Britannia."
"At the very least, Kaido… may not be her match right now."
Without a direct clash, Arthur couldn't say for certain who would win—but Lamorak was unquestionably on the same tier as Scopper Gaban.
A genuine near-admiral–level combatant.
With just a bit more training, Lamorak reaching admiral level would be no problem.
And if Gawain, Gareth, and Galahad continued to grow stronger as well?
Then add Tiger, the Fish-Man with admiral potential, into the knightly order…
Britannia's future was blindingly bright.
Step by step, steadily advancing, it would eventually wield power so terrifying it would shake the entire world.
Even Ochoku looked stunned.
Gawain. Gareth. Galahad.
Those three were already overwhelmingly strong—and now Lamorak was this terrifying?
For a moment, Ochoku couldn't help but think—
If the Pendragon family was this absurdly powerful, why the hell were they pirates?
Why not just march out openly and conquer the seas?
"Kekeke."
After his brief shock, Ochoku laughed with interest.
"This is really something. Arthur—I'm curious now. Does the Pendragon family still have even greater power hidden away?"
Arthur teased back, "Who knows? Maybe yes, maybe no?"
"If you really want to find out, why not visit Britannia yourself?"
Truth be told—
Arthur's confidence was growing stronger and stronger.
Not just because he was powerful, but because the Round Table was powerful.
Because Britannia itself was powerful.
All of that gave him unshakable confidence.
"Hehehe."
Ochoku grinned.
"You really are confident, brat. I won't deny it—her strength looks impressive. But whether she can defeat Kaido?"
"That's still an unknown."
Arthur smiled.
"Well, talking about it is pointless. Let's just watch and see."
With a relaxed grin, Arthur stepped back, ending his clash with Ochoku and shifting his gaze to the other battlefield.
Ochoku did the same.
After all, the two of them were evenly matched. Deciding a winner wouldn't happen quickly.
So they watched.
Crackle—!
Gareth fought like a ferocious wolf king, cutting down opponent after opponent in rapid succession. Countless enemies had already fallen beneath her Five Warriors.
"Hm?"
"This is getting annoying."
Seeing more enemies closing in, Gareth's eyes sharpened.
"In that case—let me show you what it means to be a Knight of the Round Table."
"Five Warriors."
As she spoke those words—
Whoosh!
Five armored figures materialized.
Each wore heavy knight armor and wielded a long spear. Their auras were terrifying.
Gareth herself now stood unarmed—
yet far from weakened.
On the contrary, through ultimate martial skill, she displayed even greater strength.
The Black Warrior, Green Warrior, Blue Warrior, Brown Warrior, and Red Warrior.
These five had once been trials bestowed by the Wolf God. Gareth had defeated them all, forging them into her spear.
Now, she released them completely, summoning their true forms.
The moment the Five Warriors entered the battlefield, they charged forward like lone wolves.
Their terrifying power swept across the field in an instant—
filling all who witnessed it with despair.
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