The decisive battle meeting was over, and everyone stood up from the long table as if they were running away.

"Hahahaha... Come on, Xingchen, cheers!"

"Hahahaha...fuck it! After drinking this cup, there are still three more!"

"A good drinker, as expected of you."

"If you don't get drunk after a thousand cups, you're not bad either..."

The devilish laughter of the War Lord and the Sun King, which was comparable to a brainwashing song, still echoed in the Dendera Temple. The two toasted each other, mixed with some shameless and boastful words.

But their ears were so damaged that everyone could no longer listen.

After these two people met, they talked about each other's business every day. Instead of imitating heroes, they liked to talk about their bravery in the past. Everyone was already tired of it...

However, the two pretenders were a very strong group, and no one dared to disgrace them. When listening to their bragging, they could only maintain an awkward but polite smile.

The best way to deal with it is to resign in time to avoid tormenting your ears.

Seeing that this group of people was about to run away, in this business, without an audience, the fun would be at least half lost. Renn put down his wine glass and hurriedly shouted:

"Don't leave. We were just discussing business matters, and the dinner was only halfway through."

Tatou Tatou scratched his head: "Haha, no need, I am already full."

"It's time for me to take a shower. I can't bear the heat during the day, so I'll say goodbye first." Miss Sanzang sneered, and hurriedly pulled her school girl and Nitocris away together.

"Tomorrow is the decisive battle. I want to adjust my condition."

"Hmm, I want to rest early and prepare for the decisive battle."

…

No one wanted to stay and cheer, so they all found excuses to leave.

King Da Mao and Scathach were even more lazy and perfunctory. After discussing the business, they left without saying anything. They were very familiar with Ren, and of course they had no time to listen to his nonsense.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be in a cold mood, everyone was eager to leave. Ren stopped laughing and stared at their backs, deliberately reminding them:

“It would be a shame not to be able to enjoy the food.

Time is running out and life is short. Tonight may be the last night for many people. If you have any last words, remember to tell them quickly. If you are late, you will have no chance."

Everyone: "..."

When he said this, it was as if they were in a hurry to reincarnate.

The good mood of successfully escaping was suddenly reduced by half.

Sanzang, Leonardo da Vinci, Touta Tawara and others glanced at the soldier leader with a dark look. You must have done it on purpose, this guy.

But he was not wrong. Regardless of victory or defeat, many Servants will disappear after tomorrow. The difference lies in whether they are killed by the enemy or return after winning the final victory.

After this reminder, everyone can’t help but feel a little heavy.

Fighting, separation between life and death, blood-stained battlefield... everything seems within reach.

The journey has gone through ups and downs, with ups and downs, but the banquet in the world has finally come to an end.

With so many thoughts in their minds, everyone quickened their pace and left the Dendera Temple.

Although the words are a bit ugly, as the soldier master said, while there is still some free time tonight, the heroic spirits can deal with private matters, if there are any private matters.

"King, are you not satisfied with tonight's food?" Bedivere followed Arturia and asked with a confused look.

Wang...she rarely leaves the banquet in the middle of the meal.

"It's okay, there's too much meat and it's a bit too greasy." Dai Mao Wang had a cold expression and gave an average evaluation of the dishes.

You may have thought it was nothing before, but during this time, Ren's superb cooking skills whetted your appetite. Although there were many types of barbecued meats at ancient Egyptian dinners, they were simple and greasy, with too few ingredients and rough processing techniques, which were incompatible with modern society.

No, she doesn't like it a bit.

She rubbed her stomach, which was still a little empty, and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Really, why doesn't that guy cook the food himself?

A few days ago, we agreed to prepare some delicious food in Egypt to help me get married, but I ended up picking up girls on the way, and no one could find me when I got here... I just ran out today, and as soon as I came out, he mocked me, this kind of brother..."

This kind of brother should really find an opportunity to give him a few beatings.

Seeing her complaining endlessly about Ren letting her down, Xiaobei was startled for a moment. He stared at her, a little lost in thought.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Arturia was a little embarrassed when she found Bedivere staring at her in a daze, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at some kind of rare animal.

got used to.

She was used to complaining to her roommates on the campus of Melova University in the main world about how her cousin was disobedient and unruly, which made her angry... She became a bit verbose.

"It's nothing. Wang rarely showed his emotions like this before."

Bedivere came back to his senses, looked away, and whispered in a soft voice.

"In the past, you buried many things in your heart, and you would not talk to the knights. You kept a strict attitude and maintained the most strict and fair attitude as a wise king. Sometimes, being perfect would make people feel unreal, even scary.

I don't have any opinions, nor am I wise, so I can't judge whether you are right or wrong.

But at least I know that that is not the lifestyle that a normal person, a flesh-and-blood person, a young girl in her prime should choose."

"..."

King Da Mao was silent for a moment, "Um...did I look childish just now, like an immature girl?"

"Immature? Sorry, I can't see that."

Xiao Bei shook his head, with a knowing smile on his face, "But now when I stand next to you, I feel much more comfortable and natural.

At least, the feeling you give me now is that you are first a girl, a sister with a troublesome brother who needs to be disciplined, and then a king, not the other way around.

I believe Kaiqing (one of the Knights of the Round Table and Artoria’s sworn brother) will be very happy to see this situation."

He felt that this king made him like and feel more at ease than ever before.

She has not forgotten the past and let go of her obsessions, but she is truly on the right track, not confused, and has goals. Her fighting spirit and belief are burning in her eyes, and she has even regained the precious things she had given up and suppressed when she was a king...

Xiaobei actually doesn't know what miracle happened that allowed her to radiate such vitality.

The return of the king exceeded his imagination of her best appearance.

But that didn't stop him from blessing her.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It would be great if the Lion King could also obtain such redemption... The knight smiled bitterly in his heart, he was too greedy.

"Thank you."

Arturia saw the knight's approval, and his heartfelt affirmation made her very satisfied and happy.

But when she thought of Kaiqing's death in the round table fight and the Lion King's ruthless orders at that time, her eyes narrowed:

"Sir Bedivere, my most loyal knight, this is the end of the journey, let me accompany you on the last journey!"

"Okay, my king."

The knight showed a smile that was still as gentle as the sun after a thousand years of running and going through many vicissitudes of life.

Having lived for more than 1,500 years, the fear of death buried deep in my heart disappeared at this moment.

Just like before, as long as he is by the king's side, he will be fearless until the end of King Arthur's legend...

The slanting moon hung high, and the sea-blue night was dotted with countless stars.

Outside the Dendera Temple, the crowd has dispersed.

The moonlight was bleak, but Scathach did not leave. She leaned against a stone pillar in the corridor, casting a graceful shadow.

As they were walking forward, the dragon-slaying hero slowed down everyone for a while and glanced back:

"Is the queen staying here specifically to wait for her man to go back with her?"

"Has God Odin given you instructions before?" Scathach's ruby-like pupils looked up at the night sky, "You were too obedient in front of him."

"No instructions."

Sigurd's glasses reflected a gleam of light, "The soldier master is mentioned in the books left by the family, but he only asked future generations to try their best to help if they meet him and there is no major conflict.

In addition, my wife mentioned that when God used his clairvoyance to peer into the timeline, he happened to meet an unknown existence in the turbulence of time and space, which left a deep impression on him.

After that time, Lord Kami gave the title of Valkyrie to his daughters...and my wife was one of them.

Of course, he also said that the name has been left behind and recorded in the history of mankind. We owe each other nothing, and if we can't see each other, we will see each other."

"..."

Scathach frowned and began to think. She knew that this dragon-slaying hero had a relatively indifferent personality and seldom talked nonsense.

But she didn't understand the specific meaning of this message, which seemed to be a reminder.

"What's the meaning?"

"Sorry, I don't know, that's all in the notes."

Sigurd's attitude was cold and he walked away without any intention of explaining.
To be continued...