First, there was a rapid drumbeat, followed by a ten-second solo where Will temporarily took over as Besse's guitarist … The sound was amplified by the Compound Technique, and suddenly broke through the blockade of the battle song.
Above the city, the temporary orchestra formed by six huge lights and shadows stood in their respective positions.
On the stage, Oga also played the first note as the lead guitarist under the encouraging gazes of the crowd.
"Oga has never played with us before, he's still a novice … But you guys shouldn't have a problem, right?" Cheng Yiran looked at Will and the other two — the three of them directly gave her a thumbs up.
"But it's not punk rock, it's really a bit unpleasant …"
"Hey hey … We can all hear you, pay attention to your image!"
"Oh … Are you all looking at me?! Everyone! "
...
"This group of people, is there really no problem …"
Bedivere subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows, he always had the feeling of looking at rookies who came to the hospital for an internship and walked directly to the operating table.
He smiled bitterly, self-deprecating, "In the end, I actually have to rely on these ordinary guys, as the Twelve Knights, I'm really a failure …"
Self-deprecating was self-deprecating, but this kind of gambling behavior inevitably made the usually calm Knight Bedivere nervous.
A melody that was not very familiar, but gradually became better, sounded from the guitar in Oga's hand … He didn't know if it was an illusion, or because of the amplification of the sound by the Compound Technique.
He always felt that this sound was directly transmitted to his heart … Bedivere's tightly knitted eyebrows began to slowly relax, and even unknowingly, his whole person was immersed in this sound.
It … seemed to have some kind of inconceivable magical power.
If at the beginning, Cheng Yiran only made people calm, then now … the moment the sound sounded, it was as if they were already in the wilderness of their hometown.
The wind gently blew on the water, the green grass like a cushion, the waves of the grass flowed into the distance, and then … the girl's singing voice sounded again in their hearts.
But the high-pitched singing voice was still there, and as if it had turned into a bigger storm, it attacked again.
But this time, it seemed to be different.
And the singing voice also went over the battle song, once again sneaking into people's hearts.
As if something was selectively filtered out, even if the battle song still existed, what people heard was this temporary band's performance.
Singing.
...
Under the moonlight, Caesar's warsong did not stop. Instead, it was pushed to the brink of infuriation — if it went one step further, even he himself would fall into a berserk state.
His gaze was piercingly cold, looking at the six huge figures in the city, he slowly became silent.
He knew that even if he continued to push the battle song, the result would not change.
When the people in the city all quieted down and looked at everything around them, when the berserk orcs released their berserk state and returned to their original appearance, Caesar gave up on resisting them the instant they fell to the ground in exhaustion.
The beastman who had lost his consciousness could no longer hear anything. There was no point in continuing to bewitch him at this point.
After taking a deep look at two of the shadows, Caesar slowly let out a sigh of relief and slowly descended.
"Why don't you continue?" The old knight saw everything and walked out with a frown.
"There's no need." Caesar said indifferently, "We've done almost everything that needs to be done. Now, we're just waiting for the harvest. Now, even if the city is rioting or quiet, it doesn't have any effect on us … There's no need to waste time here. "
The old knight nodded.
A quarter of an hour later, the owner of Sir Perkins Manor had vanished without a trace … When a team went out on a mission to bring back some orcs who had not escaped but had now returned to their human form, all they saw was a bloody manor.
Even the twelve Geraint knights, who had exhausted their strength and were temporarily resting, lost their heads and fell on the sofa in the lounge forever …
Death.
Fear suddenly came.
...
...
"Reporting! All suppression points have been successfully suppressed! "
"Reporting, the riots in the shelter and evacuation points have also subsided!"
Good news came one after another from the communicator in Bedivere's ear. He was really relieved. Then he smiled and looked at the people who were playing and singing desperately on the stage.
"Tactical music group?"
Bedivere suddenly thought of whether the knight mechanism could also use this as a project to create another kind of execution force.
Although the orc uprising had been quelled this time, there might be an even bigger orc disaster in the future … If possible, this kind of tactical concert could be deployed on that kind of battlefield, it should be able to shine brilliantly, right?
"Did … did it succeed?"
"It seems … calmed down?"
Finally, under Bedivere's reminder, everyone put down their sore arms and then sat on the ground.
"I … I want to smoke a cigarette to calm down."
This was more tiring than holding a small bar concert. It was just singing a song.
"There are still minors, pay attention!"
"Yes, yes …"
Then looking at the words of these unreliable guys on the stage, Mr. Bedivere quickly dismissed the idea in his mind … Then he listened to the good news that was obviously much more pleasant to hear.
But the next moment, Bedivere's face changed dramatically, "What did you say? Say it again! "
In other words, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was stunned for a moment.
"It's true … I don't know how to say it … They're all dead … Except for the two cabinet elders who were in charge of the evacuation, the rest are all dead … Mr. Geraint is also … We found his body … Dead, dead … All dead … Sir Hopkins is also missing – maybe he was taken away …"
His hand suddenly dropped from the communicator in his ear. Dr. Bedivere's lips seemed to have become pale … Looking at Cheng Yiran, Will, and the others who were still happily chatting on the stage, he suddenly felt unreal.
His home was stolen just like that … And it was an extremely tragic loss.
"Sir Bedivere, what happened?"
Everyone looked at the calm knight. It seemed that something was wrong, so they quickly came forward as if they were waiting for him to say something to celebrate.
Their faces still had the loose smile of victory … Every one of them appeared in front of Bedivere, making him feel dizzy.
"Mr. Bedivere, what's the matter?" Cly came over at this time.
"Nothing." Bedivere took a deep breath and said, "I'm just thinking … about how to clean up the problem next."
"Clean up …"
Klein was startled. But after the riot subsided, the whole city seemed to have experienced a baptism of war. The formerly bustling streets were full of shocking scars. He couldn't help but be silent.
Sure enough, he was still too far behind … Because of this little victory, he was complacent. But Bedivere had already begun to consider the problem after the disaster. He was indeed worthy of being the successor of the Knights of the Round Table.
He still needed to … continue to work hard.
"No matter what, you should first clean up the things here, and then go to the Birmingham Knight Division elder's place to meet them. I'll leave this place to you … I'll go first to see the situation in other areas. "
"Don't worry, Sir Bedivere, we'll do a good job."
No, at least for the time being, he couldn't let this bad news spread among the middle and lower level knights, at least not now … Bedivere quickly left with a heavy heart.
He believed that the Knight Division elder, who was still active and escaped the disaster because he went out, should also do the same countermeasures … Hopefully.
…
It seemed that this group of magicians had nothing to do … for now.
Ms. Maria was anxiously looking for something at the scene. She walked back and forth in the crowd and kept muttering, "Strange, why did he suddenly disappear? He should have been beside me … Did he run away?"
Ms. Maria, who felt like she had done a losing business, thought of the exploded secret crystal, and suddenly felt like her heart was bleeding.
Her so-called business was not good recently was not a lie, but it was true. But of course, it was not true that she had not bought new underwear for half a year … It was just that she had a bad character of loving money as much as her own life.
Even the middle and low-level knights were not clear about what had happened in Sir Perkins' manor, let alone these folk magicians who had been temporarily conscripted.
So Bedivere's sudden departure did not attract the attention of the crowd. After all, there were too many reasons that could be explained … Naturally, no one would associate the dignified British Knight Division of Fog being destroyed.
"Did he really run away …" Ms. Maria felt like crying. Sure enough, the gentle and healing magician was a lie …
Was he originally a guy who specialized in deceiving old … mature women, cheating money and sex?!
My ultra-pure secret crystal … Two teardrops almost fell out and collided with each other.
"Ms. Maria, are you looking for me?"
At this moment, such a voice sounded beside her. Ms. Maria was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw the young freelance magician in front of her. She put on a bright smile.
"I knew it! You won't leave me alone! "
Perhaps she was too excited, so she wanted to give him a good hug without saying anything.
Boss Luo took a step back easily (the instinctive reaction to avoid Ren Ziling's hug), which made the witch miss the opportunity to hug him.
Ms. Maria, who missed the hug, felt a little wronged. Fortunately, she did not fall down on the ground, but she still looked over with dissatisfaction.
"I was just a little thirsty, so I went to get some water to drink … Sorry to make you worry." Luoqiu smiled. "This is for you."
There was also a box of prepared mineral water on the truck.
"Oh! I see! " Ms. Maria hurriedly nodded and took the water. Then, she quickly fell under the healing smile again.
"The person you are waiting for should be back soon. Please wait a little longer," Luoqiu continued.
"It's okay!" Ms. Maria suddenly said. "If you don't mind, you can come to my magic house and have a seat. Anyway, let the people from the knight's mechanism take care of the following things! "
"I still have something to do," Luoqiu said softly. "I may not be able to go."
"Um … um??"
…
…
In the Palace of Westminster, in the room where Lancelot was imprisoned, Lancelot successfully unlocked the lock of Katharine's chain with an iron wire in her mouth.
There seemed to be some commotion outside.
But it seemed to have calmed down. Lancelot heard two completely different voices fighting, and her spirit seemed to be a little sluggish. But as the two voices stopped, she now recovered a little.
But unfortunately, the lock made of Hamm stone was a special magic structure, and obviously could not be unlocked by an iron wire. So, she only recovered part of her ability to move, but it was not a problem to leave the room.
The corridor was empty. Lancelot had been to the Palace of Westminster more than once or twice.
As the queen's bodyguard, she had been to this place many times and knew the terrain like the back of her hand. But, she could not directly know where the queen was imprisoned by the people of the Myth of Doomsday.
Lancelot had two choices in front of her. First, escape from here, and then send the message to the knight's mechanism and wait for backup.
The second option was to rescue Her Majesty the Queen, who was a hostage. She quickly gave up on the second idea.
Not to mention now that the Holy Armor was taken away, even if the Holy Armor was still there, Katharine's Holy Armor had the weakness of restraining it.
Moreover, there were several other key members of the Myth of Doomsday. Such a reckless rescue may not be like the protagonist of a lonely hero movie, who won in the end.
"Your Majesty, wait for me to come back."
Taking a deep breath, Lancelot looked for the nearest exit and left.
Fortunately, perhaps because she was sure that she could not escape, there was no one guarding here. Except for the guards in the Palace of Westminster who had been knocked down on the ground.
The exit was just ahead.
But all of a sudden, a warm current began to rise from her abdomen. Like a burning flame, it instantly rushed to her head, and everything in front of her began to turn into a series of illusions.
Lancelot immediately lost her sense of balance and leaned against the wall of the corridor … She felt as if there were countless bugs crawling all over her body. Furthermore, a large amount of heat was emitted from her body, causing her to begin to sweat profusely.
Her eyes had become blurred, and she panted and sat on the ground weakly.
He didn't know when the feeling of the worm drilling into his body disappeared, but what followed was the feeling of being at a loss, as if all his sensitive spots had been infinitely magnified.
Sweat flowed out, soaking the white shirt under her tuxedo. The wet shirt material made her skin faintly visible.
"How could it be …"
Lancelot's breathing started to become heavier and heavier. His trembling hands couldn't help but slowly touch his own body …
Can't do this …
She tried her best to resist the primitive reaction of her body, but she couldn't resist the wild excitement that came when her fingertips gently touched her private parts.
Am I going to fall …
"It's really unsightly."
When Lancelot heard this voice in her half-awake state, she only felt that there seemed to be someone standing in front of her. A maid in black and white.
Long hair as bright as gold, deep blue eyes.
The moment their eyes met, the voice sounded again.
"Can you be considered a lady like this? Duchess of Aquitaine, Eleanor."
PS (11/30) … orz
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