Chapter 24: He Is the King!

The person before me,

is Arthur Pendragon's adoptive father, Sir Ecto.

Upon learning this, Su Ya felt as if struck by a great hammer, his mind buzzing.

At the same time, he immediately grasped the deeper meaning in Mei Li's words,

When facing an enemy of Seleucus's caliber, even combined, Mei Li and he would likely not withstand a single casual punch from the opponent.

And judging by the stance before him,

Sir Ecto might be an even more flamboyant powerhouse than Seleucus!

If I cannot, under the gaze of this heroic Knight, disguise myself as his foster son of over ten years,

then, once uncovered,

if this Knight learns that he killed Arthur Pendragon, he and this opportunistic magician Mei Li,

both must die!

And at this moment,

Sir Ecto finally rode past his companion cavalry, mounted his horse, and stood three meters away, confronting Seleucus.

The two exchanged words of unknown content; soon, Sir Ecto dismounted, dragging his long spear, and walked side by side with Seleucus toward the plain below, where Su Ya stood.

Only when these two monsters, exuding an inhumanly terrifying aura, drew near did Su Ya hear their conversation:

"Do not rely on strength to bully the weak, do not depend on terrain, dismount to fight, and even grant me thirty moves. Sir, are you sure you wish to do this?"

Seleucus frowned, saying coldly, "Even if you do so, I will show no mercy."

"Come forth." Sir Ecto looked at him calmly, stepped onto the plain, widened the gap so they stood ten meters apart, lifted his spear tip, pointing at Seleucus,

his tone bore no hint of fear, as if he were performing a routine matter,

"I bear the king's command and cannot truly duel you on the battlefield, but as the vanguard officer of the Greek king, you need not think this is my concession."

"Failing to admonish the king is a disgrace to us knights, causing the front line's collapse, and now I merely wish to prove—"

"The king's knights are no weaker than men."

Seleucus nodded, inhaled deeply, and said gravely, "I understand, Sir Ecto, you truly are a genuine knight."

"Then, let thirty moves be our pact; I will give my all."

Seleucus said in a low voice, "If within thirty moves I fail to wound you, I will immediately withdraw my troops and let you go; if within thirty moves I do wound you, then—"

"you and I shall deploy our formations here, each leading our armies in a fight to the death!"

Sir Ecto calmly nodded.

And as both sides accepted this battle,

the entire plain fell silent all of a sudden.

like the calm before a storm.

Su Ya stared in bewilderment at the two about to clash not far away,

thinking to himself that this seemed wrong, how could Seleucus, commanding ten thousand troops, become the weaker side against Sir Ecto's cavalry of fewer than a hundred?

Then letting terrain, mounts, and techniques decide, it's as if standing there saying, "you stab me, if you can't kill me, you lose."

Sir Ecto, this future Round Table Knight, is he really this fierce?

Even at the Round Table, Sir Ecto's might would be hard to rank; the top three seats belong to Lake Knight Lancelot, Sun Knight Gawain, and Tristan—how exaggerated is that?

Su Ya could hardly imagine, but before he could think further,

on the field, the two confronting figures suddenly vanished.

The battle began in the blink of an eye!

Immediately—

"Whoosh!!!"

From the spot where they faced each other, an exaggerated gust erupted!

To Su Ya it seemed like teleportation; the two silhouettes appeared on his right, Seleucus executing a swing of a two‑meter‑long greatsword toward the ground,

while Sir Ecto, as leisurely as a stroll, shifted his foot slightly to the side and evaded both the strike and the blade wind it raised.

This scene appeared because the rapid movements left afterimages in his sight, and the real two moved so fast that Su Ya's naked eye could not capture them,

therefore—

the two became invisible in his view.

Su Ya could not see their combat motions, nor the battle situation, nor who held the advantage.

All he could see were blades of sword aura rising before him, raging outward in all directions!

Lines of sword aura surged dozens of meters, tearing the ground within a hundred‑meter radius into a spider‑web pattern!

On this plain, only two indistinct lines—a black one and a blue one—kept chasing each other!

The thunderous footfalls, like flat‑ground thunder, merged into a war song!

"What are you standing still for? Run!"

Mei Li suddenly grabbed Su Ya's arm and said, "Stay back; if they unleash their Noble Phantasm, we'll truly be doomed!"

Su Ya snapped back to his senses; he had already experienced the power of Noble Phantasms— even a sub‑tenth‑strength strike from a non‑offensive C‑rank Noble Phantasm could produce a sonic boom, instantly accelerating him to supersonic speed.

What if these two wield A‑rank Noble Phantasms? Fully unleashed, everything within a kilometer radius could be vaporized alive?

He immediately turned, intending to flee with Mei Li.

But at that moment,

"Bang!"

With a crash that rattled the ground, the two previously invisible figures materialized ahead in his sight.

Su Ya's pupils snapped shut!

Because Seleucus actually appeared before Su Ya and Mei Li at this moment!

At this moment, Seleucus stared at Su Ya, his bell‑like eyes narrowing slightly as if deep in thought; then he reached out a massive palm toward Su Ya.

And at that moment,

A flame‑like light spear suddenly shot in from the side!

It lodged instantly between Seleucus's outstretched palm and Su Ya!

Seleucus's palm halted before Su Ya's head, stopping before the flaming spear shaft, not extending further.

Su Ya could clearly see the massive palm, larger than a palm‑fan, its thick callus and nearly worn‑away palm lines.

Even though the palm was only hovering in front of his head, Su Ya's breath suddenly halted; under the opponent's invisible aura, his heart felt pressed by a thousand‑pound iron block, almost suffocating him.

Seleucus suddenly raised his head, gazing at the stern figure that had appeared to the side, and asked hesitantly:

"You left the army, just for this brat?"

But Sir Hector, who had appeared at the side, did not answer his question directly; instead he said calmly:

"Your Noble Phantasm should be that Conqueror King's banner."

"You have not brought your true weapon, so fighting you with this spear would be dishonorable."

"But—" Sir Hector's tone suddenly chilled; he raised his right hand toward Seleucus, a bright yellow flame igniting on the back of his hand,

"If you dare hurt him, I will immediately use this spear."

"And all Britannia Knights and heroes, together with every spirit summoned by this land's history, will instantly set out to subdue you, halting the Conqueror King's grand undertaking!"

Seleucus's complexion changed dramatically, and he solemnly looked at the bewildered Su Ya,

His gaze kept drifting between the flaming spear before him and Su Ya; after a moment of contemplation, as if recalling something, he drew a deep breath.

Seleucus asked in a low voice, "Is this brat perhaps…"

"Indeed,"

Sir Hector took a deep breath, faced Su Ya respectfully, and solemnly revealed:

"He is the King!"

Tomorrow is Tuesday; regarding the second‑round recommendation, the foster fathers will definitely provide a follow‑up read tomorrow!

I bow to you!

Bang bang bang!

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(End of chapter)