Rome. city outskirts. A beautiful white girl approached here. It was a white female about twelve or thirteen years old. Golden curly hair, straight and beautiful face. It looks like a rare puppeteer, betting on the exquisite dolls created by his career. She was wearing a black dress that looked like a mourning gown, which was clearly a handicapped dress, but she rushed to the suburbs at a very fast pace. Then, she stopped on a piece of grass that was obviously overwhelmed. Behind the girl, an illusory figure in a cloak emerged. "Stop it, Genivia, it's here."
"Okay, Uncle." Genivia stopped, or looked around curiously: "Uncle, did you sense something?" The figure that Genivia called Uncle was a woman. She was wearing a cloak that covered her figure, and her honey-colored hair could be seen faintly at the edge of the cloak. Judging from the dress, it can be vaguely seen that she is a woman with a better figure. She is the god of war in ancient times, the prototype of Lancelot in epic legends, and the rare goddess of steel. However, the current her is just a shadow left in the world, protecting Guinevia. Although it can exert its power for a short time, it is not the body after all, let alone the God of Disobedience. At this time, Lance 400 Lot's God's Shadow wandered around for a while, and finally returned to the lawn in front of Gloria. "Genivia, I can feel a very wonderful force, well, I can't describe that feeling. Hearing this, Genivia showed a pity expression on his face: "Isn't it the seal of my lord?" Genivia is the ancestor god who served the Last King. She, who has a different name from Guinevere, is actually the wife of King Arthur in myths and legends. However, the real her is one of the ancient earth mothers, the goddess of white who has not even left her name. She serves the King of the End, and vowed to follow the savior who destroyed the Demon King with her eternal life. However, hundreds of years ago, the King of the End was severely injured in the last cleansing of the earth, and a large number of memories were forgotten. This also led to Genivia having to embark on a long journey to follow the trail of the King of the End.
Gnivia looked at the lawn, murmured in confusion: "My lord, where is he sleeping... "Genivia, we're in trouble." Lancelot, who was investigating the situation, let out a distressed voice. "What's wrong? Uncle?" Genivea asked with some doubts. "See the downed lawn there?" Lancelot's phantom pointed to the pile of bent grass. The grass could vaguely be seen as a human figure, as if someone had been lying there. And on the side, there are traces left by similar footprints. "Is the lawn strange?" Genivia asked puzzled. She couldn't understand why the mere lawn should give Lancelot the idea of trouble. Uncle is the strongest steel warrior other than the King of the End. Lancelot then explained: "I can feel Gascoigne's power fluctuating, remember him? The godslayer called the Black Prince. Genivia's expression changed, it became a bit hateful, and some gritted their teeth: "The man who deliberately damaged the Holy Grail? How could I forget that man's ugly face." About 10 years ago, Gnivia used the Holy Grail to try to lead to the plan of the place where the King of the End slept, but was successfully destroyed by the Black Prince. This disaster caused Gnivia to destroy even the most important Holy Grail, losing most of its force area. But facing the culprit, the Black Prince, how could Guinevia not grit her teeth. "It's that man." Lancelot stepped on the lawn with an affirmative tone: "He is here, and he was defeated." Genivia looked at the lawn, and suddenly felt that the grass was unexpectedly much more pleasing to the eye: "Oh? Will that cunning man also have a day of defeat?" If possible, "Greenvia would like to leave a sign on the lawn where Alexander Gascoigne fell. However, considering that the other party has a high probability of not dying, Genivia can only regretfully give up. "Yeah, and an utter fiasco." Lancelot stood on the grass and said with emotion: "The attack should come from above, it is an extremely fast kick, the number is one thousand, not ten thousand, well, I can only judge (chci) so many, tens of thousands of kicks in a row in an instant, and directly hit the black prince severely .” Speaking of this, Lancelot said in an admiring tone: "The enemy is faster than the Black Prince, but his strength is much smaller. It seems that he can keep his hand."
"That's impossible, Uncle, that cunning man is good at speed..." When Genivia said this, he suddenly paused, and asked cautiously: "Uncle, who do you think the Black Prince's opponent is?" "Huh? There is the breath of a disobedient god, it seems to be a godslayer, but I always feel something is wrong." Lancelot thought for a moment, then said in a puzzled tone. At this moment, Guinevia asked cautiously: "Uncle, do you think it will be my lord?" "Oh? My intuition tells me that it's not him, but judging from the scene, it seems that he is the only one who defeated a demon king in an instant. This is a very contradictory thing." Lancelot sighed slightly, then shook his head and said: "I suggest that it is better to be cautious, I feel an ominous premonition that Gascoigne's enemies are likely to hold malice towards us. "Yes and no?" Genivia said with a complicated mood: "Uncle, can't you give it a try?" "No, that's too dangerous." Lancelot said in a heavy tone: "Leaving aside the opponent's strength, just by surpassing Gascoigne's speed, I can't guarantee to protect you from the opponent. "I see, Uncle." Genivia seemed to have finally given up on the idea of contacting the other party, and sighed: "Let's leave Europe and go to the East to find it again?" ..." Lancelot was silent for a moment, and then said: "My hunch is always accurate, Guinevia" After hearing this, Genivia was startled: "Uncle, you mean we have been targeted?" "It's possible." Lancelot said hesitantly. She thought about it for a while, then stopped being entangled, and said directly: "I'm going to turn into a disobedient, Genivia, my current strength can no longer protect you." "Uncle? Is this too risky?" Genivia said in astonishment. The myth of Lancelot has been twisted. When modern people talk about Lancelot, they will think of the immoral knight who hooked up with the lord's wife. Rather than a goddess of steel who advocates fighting and is in charge of martial arts. If Lancelot dies in battle against you, the next time she reappears, she may even have her existence tampered with and become the real 'Lancelot'
"I have made up my mind, against Nivia." The ancient goddess let out a laugh full of expectation: "I can feel that the other party is a powerful fighter, and there is nothing more enjoyable than fighting a strong man." "Uncle..." Genivia yelled worriedly, finally gritted his teeth, and said solemnly: "In that case, let me help you. "Thank you so much!" The honey-haired goddess raised her mouth. The residence of Duke Goddin. At the warm invitation of Princess White Alice, Su Jin came here and went straight to the princess' bedroom. .