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Chapter 1946

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In the Battle of the Round Table Fortress, Rozen and the others had undoubtedly won a huge victory.

After all, not only did they capture the Round Table Fortress and successfully rescue Serenity, but they also had the addition of Alter and the resources and manpower that the soldiers of the Mountain Folk had plundered from the fortress. The harvest of this battle was quite bountiful.

Not only did they obtain a harvest, but they also achieved a milestone victory in the war against the Lion King.

The attacking Holy Knights were completely annihilated. Then, two of the three leading Knights of the Round Table were killed, and the remaining one was captured alive. What's more, this person was the Knight of the Lake, Lancelot, who was known as the Number One Knight of the Round Table. If this was not a victory, what was?

Rozen and the others returned triumphantly to the Mountain City, welcoming the cheers and applause of the Mountain Folk.

Obviously, the Mountain Folk had received the news in advance and were celebrating for it.

The grand cheers and applause became a performance to welcome the return of Rozen and the others, making the atmosphere of the entire Mountain City lively.

However, except for Rozen and the others, the others were stunned by the spectacular sight of the Mountain City.

"This is the territory of the Mountain Folk?"

Alter's face was full of surprise.

"This …"

Not only was Jeanne Alter shocked, but even Silent Disaster was shocked.

"How …"

Lancelot, who was being escorted by the Mountain Folk, also saw the Mountain City, and his face was full of astonishment.

This was because what appeared in front of the three of them was not the remote village that they had imagined, but a city with water, forests, complete functions, and beasts running back and forth. It was like a paradise.

Such a city made the three of them unable to believe their eyes.

"Didn't they say that it's very difficult for the Mountain Folk to survive in the villages where they hide?"

Jeanne Alter was confused.

"How did it become like this?"

Serenity, who used to belong to this place, was at a loss.

"Apart from the Holy Capital, there's actually such a place where humans can survive …?"

Lancelot was even more shocked.

The bustle and liveliness of the Mountain City frightened the three Servants.

Looking at Joan of Arc and the others, Mashu showed a quiet smile.

"It's all thanks to you, Senior."

Matthew exposed the person who caused all of this.

"Did you do it?"

Jeanne Alter looked at Rozen, her eyes full of scrutiny.

"Lord Rozen is truly amazing."

Silent Serenity revealed a look of admiration.

"That master can actually do such a thing?"

The way Lancelot looked at Rozen also changed.

Rozen, on the other hand, didn't think much of it and spoke calmly.

"I'll make a sturdy cell for you later, Knight of the Lake."

That was all Rozen said.

Lancelot was speechless.

However, what happened next made Lancelot's expression change again.

"Everyone, welcome back, and thank you for bringing us such a celebratory and joyous victory."

With that, Bedivere slowly walked out from the crowd and arrived in front of everyone, revealing a joyful smile.

"Bedivere …!?"

However, seeing Bedivere, Lancelot's eyes widened.

"Sir Lancelot …"

Bedivere also looked at Lancelot with a dignified face.

"… So that's how it is. Have you been here from the beginning?" As if he understood something, Lancelot lowered his eyes and whispered, "Sure enough, from the beginning, only you have the qualification to always accompany the king."

Facing the first and last knight of King Arthur, Lancelot said such words.

His tone was full of sadness, envy, and a trace of jealousy.

"Sir Lancelot …"

Bedivere looked at Lancelot and was speechless.

Upon a closer look, in the face of Lancelot's words, Bedivere only showed bitterness and sorrow.

Always accompany the king?

"I didn't do such a thing at all."

Bedivere's face was covered with a haze.

"Huh?"

Lancelot was slightly startled, not knowing what was going on.

However, Altoria Alter had already spoken.

"Well then, detain the round-table sinners and count all the plundered materials. Make a list of the names and distribute them well. Then, incorporate all the people gathered from the fortress into the army and train them together. Give them food and water for those who are useful, and arrange a place to live. Those who are useless, directly abandon them. Now, get moving."

After arranging this with a cold voice, Altoria Alter separated herself from the team and directly left.

Seeing this, the soldiers hurriedly took Lancelot away and began to work according to Altoria Alter's arrangement.

The surrounding people then dispersed on the spot.

Before long, there were only five people left: Rozen, Matthew, Serenity, Bedivere, and Joan of Arc.

Bedivere watched Lancelot's figure being taken away, and then watched Altoria Alter's departure. After his eyes flickered a few times, he turned his head and looked at Serenity and Joan of Arc.

"I'm back, Bedivere."

Serenity first greeted Bedivere.

"Welcome back, Serenity Hassan. It's great to be able to be successfully rescued."

Bedivere responded politely.

Both of them had been under Altoria Alter's command for several months, so naturally, it was impossible for them not to know each other.

It's just …

"Madam, you are …"

Bedivere turned to Joan of Arc.

It seemed that Bedivere didn't know Joan of Arc.

However, Joan of Arc didn't respond to Bedivere. Instead, from the beginning, she had been staring at Bedivere.

"Pfft …"

After a while, Joan of Arc was speechless for no reason. As if she had seen something unpleasant, she directly turned around.

"Madam?"

Bedivere was puzzled.

Joan of Arc ignored Bedivere and just coldly said to Rozen.

"I'm going to look around. If you want to find me, just call me directly through the contract."

With that, Joan of Arc unexpectedly left without looking back.

It was as if she didn't like Bedivere very much.

Bedivere was directly stunned there.

"Uh …"

Matthew and Serenity were also at a loss. They didn't seem to know why this happened.

This time, Rozen was also startled. He didn't expect Joan of Arc to have this kind of reaction.

"It seems like I'm hated."

Bedivere could only bitterly smile. His expression was somewhat desolate.

His desolate expression was not wrong.

At least, Rozen could see that Joan of Arc really hated Bedivere's appearance.

It was just that, why was that?

Altoria Alter's indifference toward Bedivere was excusable, but what about Joan of Arc?

Could it be that Bedivere also had the characteristic of being rejected or disgusted by the servants in reverse state?

This was really puzzling.

However, this matter was soon forgotten by everyone.

Because Bedivere adjusted his mentality and asked a question.

"The king's mood doesn't seem to be very good, right?"

Bedivere suddenly said such a sentence.

The crowd didn't know what to say.

Who knew, Bedivere wasn't surprised at all.

"I've long known that once the outcome of the battle with the Knights of the Round Table is decided, the king will become like this."

Bedivere sighed.

"That's because that lord is just that fair."

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