Chapter 146
Comparative Advantage (1)
While arranging the situation by seizing the barracks of the Roman commander, Mordred hurriedly rose from his seat, feeling uneasy at the behavior of the stuttering messenger.
“Right now, guide me.”
“yes!”
Instead of the narrow-eyed Mordred, Kay urged the messenger.
Mordred’s steps were impatient as he lifted up the thick cloth that covered the entrance to the barracks and stepped outside, followed by Kay naturally.
Kay, who had a link with Lancelot even before leading the army in Camelot Castle and joining the field, knew that Mordred was the successor prepared by Lancelot, so he followed him without any hesitation.
Although there were still stories to be heard in detail, the circumstances were clear, and the situation was urgent, so there was no reason not to give up at least once.
“Isn’t the Round Table the strongest? Lancelot will be all right.”
“… … I hope so. No, it must be safe.”
Following the messenger who posted the report, how long did he walk among the barracks that had not yet been demolished?
Mordred paused several times in order to suppress his gradually accelerating steps.
and how long did it take Bodies dressed in completely different costumes from the Roman soldiers began to appear.
“These… … ? Do you know Sir Kay?”
After sitting down and looking at them for a while, Kay looked up at Mordred and replied.
“… … A Norman barbarian.”
“Are they familiar?”
Kay shook her head.
“They are barbarians who live in the barren and frozen lands of the north across the sea. I’ve only heard stories, but how are they here… … .”
Fortunately, the quick-witted messenger noticed their urgency and increased their walking speed.
The more you walk, the more your body grows.
The one with an ax stuck in his face, the one with a cut in the abdomen and pouring out what was inside. Died from excessive bleeding caused by stab wounds.
They made their way through all kinds of deaths lying on the ground.
And I was able to find Lancelot standing with his shoulder leaning on the half-burnt and collapsed catapult pillar.
“Lancelot—!”
Dropping the sword he was holding, Kei hurriedly ran out, and Mordred took a deep breath.
At best, the Lancelot he found was far from what Kay and Mordred had hoped for.
Mordred almost grabbed his chest as he looked at Lancelot’s wounds.
The sword wound that cut the whole body was also a sword wound, but it was because the effort he made to continue the battle in an urgent situation was visible.
There was an ax stuck obliquely into his abdomen.
The ax handle stretched out of his body, making it look like branches had grown from his body.
If it was pulled out, it would be impossible to continue the battle due to excessive bleeding, so every time he swung the sword, the iron blade stuck in his abdomen would give him gnawing pain.
“… … .”
Mordred froze.
I don’t know where the left arm went, but it’s neatly cut off the shoulder, so it’s empty.
Earthquake marks are evident with something to stop the blood leaking from the wound.
When I closed my eyes, I could see the sword he was wielding even in the pain of burning raw flesh in the darkness.
It is fatal for a swordsman not to have one arm, so if he is alive, will he be able to hold the sword again… … .
He opened his closed eyes again to face the wounds he had suffered.
Lancelot faced the blood shed for himself.
It is unknown whether the helmet and visor disappeared during the battle.
Instead of armor, several arrows were placed on the thighs.
A sword is stuck in its back.
The arm is full of stab wounds without a sound place.
– Clap.
Mordred’s feet moved involuntarily.
– Clap. clap.
Once I started moving, the next time I didn’t stop walking.
– Clap. clap. clap.
No-. He still has a lot of work to do. You shouldn’t go away from here.
As a contributor to the establishment of the king, I, along with Mordred, must raise the country.
There are things I haven’t told him yet and secrets I haven’t told him.
In front of Lancelot, everyone else has moved away, but only Percival remains, kneeling in front of him, dazed.
In a palace where no one can be trusted, the only ones to trust and rely on are mother and him… … .
The mouth is sweet.
The pit of the pit of the stomach felt cramped, as if there was a lump in it, and air could not come in and out due to choking.
‘… … If you called me into the world, if you made me a king-. I mean live to the end and see it!’
He tried to vomit the cramped air out of his mouth, but his body, trained by Lancelot, rejected it.
Moving the arm, fortunately this moves.
He raised his hand to grab Lancelot’s face, but Mordred’s arm barely moved and landed on Gawain’s shoulder, who was kneeling in front of Lancelot.
Ahh.
This is what Lancelot said about killing me thoroughly. You must not show weakness.
And the words that came out of ‘her’ mouth were hard.
“he is… … , what about him?”
no one can answer
No words.
Silence hung over the son-in-law.
The distance is filled with the voices of soldiers wandering around to clear the battlefield. Those who raised their voices and commanded them throughout the battle became silent when the battle was over.
“Aren’t you asking if my knight is alive or dead?!”
I could only raise my voice after thinking about checking whether my subordinates were alive or dead.
She now had to act and speak as a red dragon protecting Britain, not as a human.
Still still.
In the end, the moment when Mordred, who couldn’t stand the crampedness, tried to move himself.
“what… … .”
Mordred was startled by the small voice and ran towards him, moving his body that refused to move.
“Lancelot, you are alive! I knew you would!”
I stopped right in front of him, fearing that I would run out of breath if I caught him.
Gawain also tried to come closer, but after looking around for a moment, he stopped by standing up.
“mode… … .”
“okay-! I’m here, so feel free to talk.”
Mordred pushed his face close to his.
“Modred… … .”
Lancelot’s breath echoes in her ears with a low voice.
Mordred was so busy listening to his voice that he forgot to even breathe.
“… … my.”
“… … .”
I waited patiently for Lancelot’s breathless words.
No, even if he said one word a day over several days, he could wait as long as he could.
“… … My last request.”
“… … .”
“Gagging-!”
“Lancelot!”
-Chack!
Lancelot coughs up blood. Red veins of blood splattered on the ground, soaking the soil and grass on the floor.
“Don’t push yourself too hard!”
No matter how much blood shed, Lancelot’s face looked pale when he looked up at Mordred.
Evidently his eyes were searching for Mordred, but they were unfocused and waved pathetically in the air.
He groaned for a moment, coughed up the blood remaining in his airway, and then began to open his mouth again.
Of his pale face, the red fresh blood made only the corners of his mouth shine brightly.
“… … Can you do me one last favor?”
At his question, Mordred nodded absentmindedly.
At her wild nod, Lancelot smiled faintly.
Mordred felt his heart grow cold as the thought that the words he was now uttering might be his last passed by that smile.
and.
“me… … . Take me to your mother.”
At Lancelot’s last words that came out like that.
“I miss her one last time… … .”
Mordred’s expression in the visor began to twist strangely.
* * *
“me… … . Take me to your mother – Guinevere.”
He squeezed out the last breath remaining in his lungs.
Like Lancelot, to make his end.
“I miss her one last time… … .”
I really feel like I’m falling behind. No, if you really fall behind, you’ll run out of breath in real life, so you shouldn’t do that.
It is said that he suppresses the pain by cutting off his sense of touch, but this is the limit for his battered body.
It’s already out of focus, so my vision is blurry, as if it’s full of tears.
-The 828th parasitic world says that all the modifiers given to you have been consumed.
yes, yes I know.
The landlord twists his whole body, but there is no way for me, like a secret guest, to hold on any longer.
There is also a regret that I could have done a much better finish than this.
fucking greedy.
His teeth gnashed on their own, but the eyes of the body telling him the limits were now slowly closing due to blurry vision, so he couldn’t even do that simple act.
Of course, there were plenty of ways to prolong Lancelot’s life here by force.
For example, it was like putting a lifespan in the [Everything Shop] and getting an elixir.
My head was blown away.
That’s not it. It shouldn’t be.
Bringing something outside like that would not be a fitting end for Lancelot.
For example, there was a way to live as a wandering knight, like the ending of a friend who was deeply inspired by the actual legend.
Of course, the wandering knight over there was a wanderer who was chased after killing his friend’s younger siblings and colleagues because of an affair that was discovered, so pass.
This is the ‘one-armed wandering knight who protects the Holy Grail.’
It was not a bad emotional ending.
-The 828th Parasitic World expresses its sincere gratitude to you.
I don’t need any thanks. In the first place, I didn’t like the end of this character, so I just sat down on my own.
-… … .
It’s over now.
Although Lancelot’s honor was tarnished by adultery, he would die an honorable death after a bloody bloody battle with the Roman army and northern barbarians to rebuild the kingdom.
It was a sad ending, but still worth a nod.
-The 828th parasitic world will ask if you want to declare clear.
Not having the strength to lift a hand any more, he nodded inwardly.
go play well It sounds like it’s a little fun in your body.
-You have cleared the 828th parasitic world.
My role in this world is over.
– Analyzing your performance.
So now I’m going to clean up the plate and leave.
-There are a total of 3 rewards given to you.
There was one more thing on top than I expected. One of the first things I decided to do was to ‘transmit the dragon’s slaughter’.
-One is [Transition of the Dragon Slaughter].
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[Tradition of Dragon Slaughter]
You won the battle against what was called the guardian dragon in the past and slashed the evil dragon.
You have brought an honorable death to a corrupted dragon and a new glory to a fallen kingdom.
You can gain an upper hand against all dragon species.
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As expected. The dragon was often compared to the devil along with the goat, so it will come in handy in the future.
The second is, of course, the weapon I used the most this time, and the purpose of coming here in the first place.
-The second is the famous sword that was active together in your hand.
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-[Arondite A+ rank]
A legendary sword said to have been handed down by the Lady of the Lake.
When he saved Elaine, Princess of Carbonet, he cut down the fire dragon, and his teeth are never damaged as he is smelted by the moonlight reflected in the lake.
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This too was to be expected.
Of course, since it was an epic of knights, there must have been a better sword, but this was enough.
And the last… … .
-The self of the 828th Parasitic World [Lady of the Lake] sends you a farewell gift.
* * *
Arthur’s successor, King Mordred, commands.
“Send the coffin of Lancelot, my first sword and the strongest of the Round Table, to my mother, Morgan Le Fay. It’s his last will, so I can’t help but listen.”
He said.
The king who gave the order looked very sad.
Please add after that.
“Go find Merlin. I have something to tell him. No, you don’t have to be Merlin. Seek those who are skilled in magic, regardless of race or religion. If he can do what I ask, I will give him a thousand gold.”
you said And the king’s eyes were burning strangely.
– One year of Mordred in the Kingdom of Britain.
* * *
“… … I’m back.”
My breath, which had been clogged, suddenly opened up, so I took a deep breath, and fresh, clean air rushed into my lungs.
A white bed decorates one corner of the room. and Yeriel.
In my hand looking at her, there was a sword and a scabbard with colorful patterns.
You’re finally back.
Sitting on the floor leaning against the bed, my legs were weak, so I was still looking up at Yeriel, to be precise, on the bed.
How long have you been like that?
[Uh huh? Where is it?]
I heard Yeri’s voice.