"Trialer, Daniel Senbere, failed the trial and was not qualified to use the "Judgment Knight."

"Trialist, Mark Brickles, is not eligible to use: "Knight of Glory."

In the underground space, the cockpits of two distinctive bodies slowly opened, revealing two depressed and grassy inside.

"Why do you need to learn music theory when driving a mecha?" Mark complained helplessly, "Does I have to play a symphony of fate for it before I go to the battlefield?"

"AI will use the template of the master of her life to find the next owner, of course, it is just the most prominent virtue and advantage." Kuro said: "But in this life, people are not just fighting, but also poetry and distant places. They like music and singing in their lives. Among the Knights of the Round Table, there should be only the one who is called the "sentimental knight"..."

"Tristan," said Artoria.

"You can try it one by one," Kuro said. "The requirements for each body are different. There are more than 150 mechas here, and there is always one suitable one."

Mark suddenly realized, and he looked at Daniel, who had been silent on one side: "Danel, what is the test of your body?"

Daniel's mouth twitched, sat in the cockpit and covered his face, then took a deep breath.

"I admit that you know how to be music and sing are advantages, but..." He raised his head and roared with a red face: "When is it a virtue to like a wife??"

Mark almost fell from the wide open cockpit, and Emilia and Artoria also widened their eyes.

But Artoria seemed to have thought of something, and her mouth twitched, looking at Kuro, "Culo Rido, could the owner of this body be...Lanslott?"

Among the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, only Lancelot, who ran away with King Arthur's queen Nivea, meets this characteristic...

Kuro nodded stiffly with a smile: "AI and human worldview are not the same. They can only use their masters as templates. Perhaps it is possible that there is a mistake in understanding the differences in races."

"Is it... yes?" Emilia responded with a stiff smile: "What a group of knights with personality."

"Although women are often lingering around Lancelot, he respects women very much. He does not like wives, but the person he likes is just a wives." Artoria spoke out to defend her loyal knight.

Everyone looked at Artoria faintly, and the few looked at each other.

"This is true, this is my impression of him. What do you do when you look at me like this?" Artoria said with some confusion: "Isn't I enough to prove my innocence?"

"Sir Artoria," Emilia finally couldn't help but speak: "In fact, it's better if you don't say it than if you didn't say it..."

"At that time, I married Nivea because I wanted to hide my identity and told the world that I told her about this secret. On the day of my wedding, I confessed this secret to her. Although she expressed her understanding, she was still sad and stayed in the palace all day long and became sick.

Lancelot's original intention was to share my worries, to personally talk to Nivea and comfort her suppressed heart. It was just an accident that fell in love between the two." Artoria argued.

"Stop talking, Lord Artoria." Emilia covered her face with a dark line.

Lancelot didn't know that Artoria was a woman at that time.

What Artoria said, bringing in the man is...

Your wife is depressed, your brother asks to help you share your worries, chat with your wife every day while you are not at home, and then you fall in love and kick you away.

Of course, this is just a joke. Lancelot herself was indeed sharing the worries for the king at that time, and she didn't think so much about it. Moreover, the beginning of falling in love with Nivea was that she accidentally learned the identity of the king from Nivea and understood what kind of burden she was carrying.

"Why don't you believe it?" Artoria was a little anxious.

"No, we originally believed in the character of the Lancelot Knight." Mark said quietly.

Artoria choked speechlessly, and then she sighed deeply.

Sorry, Lancelot, I did my best. As the king you follow, I have not saved your reputation and glory...

"Ahem." Kuro interrupted, "Okay, Daniel, I remember you went to learn an instrument that could add points in order to take the Ivy League University, right?"

Darnell nodded: "I know a little harp and flute."

"Then try to switch with Mark."

"I'll go to find other mechas, and I probably won't pass the Daniel's one," Mark said seriously: "I don't like a wife."

"Really?"

"Of course..." Mark was about to respond when he met Daniel's faint eyes. His words stopped and he swallowed...

Somehow, he began to understand Lancelot at that time...

Kuro looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, then, as if he had sensed something, turned his head and looked in a certain direction...

...

"What!?"

Luke stood up and exclaimed, and Crimea was so shocked that she almost sprinkled the tea in her hand on the expensive sofa.

"What's wrong?" asked the Crimea.

"They are coming again." Luke looked at Crimea with a pale face: "According to your words, the abyss launched an offensive again."

When he heard that Luke was kidnapped by aliens, Crimea, whose expression had not changed, widened his eyes.

"Where?"

"By the seaside, Hastings, Dover, Southend-on-Sea, the space passage opens in the Dover Strait."

If nothing unexpected happens, you should hear your subordinates coming to report in a few minutes." A strange voice suddenly came from behind Luke, and Li Ke suddenly revealed his body in an invisible state.

They speak English and often deal with alien civilizations. Naturally, they also consider that aliens do not wear translation machines, so a certain function of this translation machine is to automatically translate what they say in a certain language in a voice playback mode.

"Our starship is hovering in alien orbits, monitoring the fluctuations of space throughout the earth."

Although the concept of aliens was already favorable among the crowd when Crimea was young, it was the first time he actually saw it, and... he could also speak the language of this world.

Survival is the first need of civilization. Civilization continues to grow and expand, but the matter in the universe remains unchanged. Based on the above two points, there must be a competitive relationship between civilizations in the present or distant future.

Even on Earth, wars have arisen due to the struggle for resources, and the casualties are even more numerous.

The differences in culture and life forms between different civilizations will infinitely amplify this contradiction.

Even if there is no entanglement of interests between the two at present, what about the future?

The speed and acceleration of civilization progress may not be consistent. Weak civilizations are likely to surpass powerful civilizations in a short period of time.

It may be caused by internal or external factors (such as the exchange of cosmic civilizations).

The huge technological leap in just over two hundred years after humans entered the industrial revolution (compared with the civilization of three million years and more than seven thousand years of existence of human species), namely the technological explosion.

If I let you survive today, what if your technological explosion in the future civilization surpasses me, and you drive a starship to grab it when you find a rare ore in a certain galaxy? Then it would be better to destroy you directly when you are weak and be clean. Anyway, there is no harm.

Based on this basic logic, all the experts and authors of science fiction in the Blue Star are basically on alert.

Of course, science fiction that has emerged in recent years has also begun to try to explain from another perspective what kind of sparks the collision between different civilizations in the universe will produce.

Although there are some, these are not the main reasons why Crimea is furious at this time.

He stood up like a lion and glared at Luke.

"I thought you should have learned the most basic etiquette from your mother. Even if the person standing in front of you is just an ordinary person, he should have the most basic respect and honesty. What's more, in front of you is the ruler of this land, the Lionheart of Britain!"

It is a rude thing to visit the door and go in without asking about it. It is a rude thing. It is even more rude to let you in but bring two strangers in without telling the owner.

Moreover, these two strangers climbed into the window and hid under the master's bed...

At this moment, Crimea only felt scared and terrified...

"I...I." Luke's face turned red when he was scolded, "Aren't I afraid you can't accept it?"

"It's really pedantic. If you have this situation, you still care about etiquette." Lick said disdainfully, and he said proudly to Crimea.

"We are here to save you, humanity. We bring powerful weapons that can fight the abyss, and wisdom and experience far beyond yours."

As he said that, he opened his arms: "We are your saviors."

"Like!" Zangzas on the side also showed his figure, and scolded Like with an ugly expression: "What are you talking about!? Apologize quickly!"

"Aren't what I said?" Lick stood up straight, like a proud rooster, holding his head and chest out: "Without us, this civilization would either be assimilated into a new abyss, or used nuclear bombs to die with them."

"The savior of human beings will only be humans themselves, not aliens." Crimea pointed at the door: "I have taken your wishes. I have a lot to do next, please."
Chapter completed!