Chapter 1023

Camelot.

A group of refugees were walking toward the city step by step. They arrived at the gate, and for these people, this gate separated heaven and hell.

As the gate opened, a ray of light shone out, and the next second, the originally pitch-black night instantly turned into bright daylight.

Gawain of the Night!

"Welcome to participate in the Selection; I am a Round Table Knight, Gawain."

Gawain looked at the figures in front of him, his eyes neither sad nor happy.

He naturally knew what was waiting for these people. But he wouldn't feel pity for them, because that kind of thing had already been thrown away by him somewhere.

And at this moment, a majestic voice sounded; the owner of this voice was the Lion King, Artoria Pendragon!

"The quota to the other shore is limited, therefore, I will select those whose souls have not yet decayed."

As the voice fell, three beams of light rose from the crowd, which meant that these three people were selected.

Only three people.