C125 To the King(part Iii)

At the heart of the Draconic Demonic Statue, there was a cabin. It was just big enough to hold a person.

"So that's how it is." "Arthur rolled into the cabin and sat on the seat, staring at the dashboard. Although he could not understand how these complicated machines worked, he knew the only solution:

"Stop it!" "Arthur punched the dashboard hard!

-- [Violence solves all problems].

"Tzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz--"

The light on the dashboard gradually disappeared, and the Draconic Demonic Statue's movements became slower and slower.

After getting rid of his automatic control mode, he was finally willing to behave.

— — Arthur simply did not know that Draconic Demonic Statue s could be controlled by sound. He did not need to smash the dashboard, he only needed to sit properly and give out orders. However, this was a matter for the future.

"I hope you're the last dragon I've met." Fighting with a dragon was tiring. He really didn't want to meet another one! Arthur sat down and sighed.

The people at the feet of the Draconic Demonic Statue still had lingering fears as they looked at the motionless dragon.

"Sub- …" Arthur? Are you all right up there?! What happened? Bedivere shouted from below.

"I'm fine. I'll be right down." Arthur said. He looked at the cabin that was filled with dashboards and various buttons and handles, and vaguely felt that this Draconic Demonic Statue could be controlled manually.

If he could really tame this gigantic mechanical monster, wouldn't his Pantolacken be invincible? Of course, that was a problem in the future.

"Is that really okay?" Eavan trembled as he looked at the Mechanical Dragon that stood upright behind him. It seemed like it could move and attack everyone's back at any moment, causing Eavan to feel a chill on his back.

"I turned it off. It won't move." Arthur tidied up the broken armour on his body.

It was a heartbreaking thing to do. Red Fire Dragon could absorb the free photons in the environment and regenerate them. However, it would take a long time for Arthur to regenerate them. Fortunately, everything was covered up …

"Forget about the dragon. Let's hurry up and go." Kay urged. He thought the only way to escape the dragon's fear was to ignore it.

Bedivere did not speak, he pulled Lianyin and ran forward, afraid that the giant dragons would attack them.

In this dark and vast space, everyone advanced towards the light. Everyone's destination … Right in the middle of this vast battlefield, illuminated by a faint light.

It was incompatible with the huge and majestic battlefield, and even more so with the terrifyingly powerful Draconic Demonic Statue s. This was just a small place. Simple... It could even be said that this was a small, shabby place.

The two dragon statues and the stone tablet without an inscription set off this place. Everything had gone through a long baptism and had already become tattered.

The dust glinted in the sunlight. This beam of light was coming down from an opening in the sky. Presumably, it was coming from an opening in the ground.

Ancient and sacred. But...

Right in front of this semi-circular arched monument was a black, broken, and ugly iron sword, inserted into a small, similarly broken anvil.

Such a rustic temperament, so unremarkable, so unremarkable.

Although he could feel the aura of an ancient sacred being from within, this sword was just too … Ordinary.

This is the so-called Excalibur — Calibrin?

Why?!

"Kay, this is what you want." "Arthur finally could not hold it in anymore. His anger exploded in a split-second," See! This piece of rotten iron was something that everyone risked their lives to accompany you to take! It was something you would rather abandon your companions to obtain! Are you satisfied now?! "

(No! This should not be the case.)

"It's just that it looks rotten, of course. Something left over from thousands of years is a bit tattered." "But it must be a powerful Sacred Weapon!" "

(What I had hoped for was a grand adventure, a world shocking treasure trove, and a legend of a generation!)

"Do you really think a piece of rotten iron can make you king?" Hehe, forget about this piece of trash, even if its power was stronger, a weapon that can slice through metal like mud, it still wouldn't be enough to balance the difference in strength between you and the Heavenly Stage Knight! "Kay, it's time to wake up!" "

What kind of rotten ending is this!?

"You — what do you know!" Kai looked at Arthur. At this moment, he could no longer hold back his tears.

At this moment, the emotions that he had been holding in for so many years burst forth.

"Arthur, you're so strong! Of course you don't have to care about anything! "Can't you think about the feelings of those who are weaker than you?!"

— — No matter how hard you try, you will be easily surpassed!

— — No matter how much you practice, it will never compare to a genius like you!

Don't get any stronger, you damned bastard! "What do you want me to do?!" What if you call me brother?!

It was obviously my job to protect you!

Looking at Kai who was crying on the ground, Arthur was silent for a while.

(No, it's not like that.)

"You don't have to protect me." Arthur said, "I am no longer a child, I do not need your protection."

Kay doesn't have to be better than me. You only need to be strong enough to protect yourself. Don't worry, that's enough.

No matter what we become in the future, you will always be my most beloved brother. Arthur cried.

(So that was it.) that's all.)

"Arthur." "I'm sorry, I really am a fool." I'm sorry. "

He felt relieved in his heart.

Bedivere only looked at Kai and Arthur quietly. He withdrew his weapon, ashamed that he had ever suspected Kay.

This world is not just malevolent. A person's heart was filled with kindness.

Then, one day, goodwill would change everything and wipe out the darkness.

Actually, Arthur had a good brother. As long as he knew this, it was enough.

Eavan could no longer hold it in, he pointed to the ancient sword at the side, and asked: "But, what about that? "

Kai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, revealing a comical expression. "That …" Try to pull it out and look at it? "

"Don't pull it out, it'll break if you pull it out." Arthur also wiped away his tears and said, "Do you want to destroy the precious cultural relics?" "

Kaye looked at the rusty sword and hesitated. "No." The legend had made it clear that it was to be pulled out. "

"It will break. It will definitely break." Bedivere shook his head hard.

"Hey, so what if it's broken?" At least we can take the hilt back with us! If it's broken, it's still a Holy Sword right? There's no evidence that we broke it. What can an archaeologist do with us? Kay said.

"You are a shameless destruction of artifacts." Arthur said.

"So noisy!" Then, I'll go draw my sword! Kaye blushed, embarrassed.

Arthur looked at Kai's back, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

The idiot Kay he knew had finally returned.