The King of Knights in a Different World

They also couldn't get the order of their coach at this time, because Charlemagne had to face to cut into the middle army from behind at this time.

Lucifer himself.

Charlemagne is holding the holy sword [Gao Vajus] and fought Lucifer for the first time.

That's right, he had imagined countless times at this moment, but when he really met, it was still more bitter than joy.

After several confrontations, their surroundings were covered with sword marks, and within a few hundred meters they had turned into no man's land.

"Knight King, let's call you Lucifer.

I looked forward to our meeting a long time ago.

But because of their identities, they have been dragged to the present, and in the end they can only use this least...handsome way to face each other.

Ah, there is always a feeling of ruining the legend."

Charlemagne is now looking at Lucifer with a smile.

"Looking forward to meeting me. If you don't want to meet me in such an embarrassing manner, you should find a way to become a king instead of being annihilated by me like you are now.

I am a little disappointed in you, Charlemagne."

Lucifer was also smiling, and the...Marshal in front of him, although he was good in strength, did not bring much...pressure to himself.

The most important thing is that I am now the king, but this one... is not.

In another period of history, the king who finally established the Frankish kingdom is not even the king here.

Although it is a pity, Lucifer doesn't show much mercy.

He also doesn't need his own mercy.

"impossible.

I am not suitable to be a king, and I can't imagine myself becoming a king at all.

Compared to becoming a king, the time spent traveling with Na Molan and the others is the world that I longed for the most in my heart.

But I can't go back anymore."

Charlemagne spoke out what was in his mind.

He doesn't actually have much interest in the throne.

Although he was suspected by his father because of his excellent ability, he didn't care.

Even if Louis assumed the throne next, he was relieved.

Rather than being a king, he actually prefers to be the protagonist in a knight novel.

"Since you know what you want, you should work hard to find it.

I can't even do this, so I can talk about a handsome life."

As he said, Lucifer swung a sword close to him.

Charlemagne replied firmly while blocking Lucifer's attack.

``As the prince and marshal of France, many times I am destined to be unable to work hard to find what I want.

I believe you are the same, Knight King."

It was only now that he met Lucifer that he was finally convinced of one thing.

This incident has bothered him for a long time.

That's right, that is the desire of Lucifer as the king to be in the crown.

This also means that Lucifer didn't want to go to the throne like his father did.

Thinking of this, he felt that Lucifer should be a person who was similarly bound by his identity.

Even more and more... Lucifer is... the rumor of the illegitimate child of the former King of Britain.

"If you have to compare me with you, it's a headache.

You are bound by your identity and blood, and these... are precisely the things I don't...care about the least.

Besides, what was wrong.

Becoming a king is like the protagonist in a novel and story travels with his companion, and there is no conflict between the two things.

Charlemagne was stunned by Lucifer's words.

"No contradiction"

"If there are contradictions or there are no contradictions, how to put all of these into one's hands and solve them at the same time, this is the king.

But before becoming the king, I was first of all alone.

You are on the contrary. Before being a human being, you prioritize yourself as a prince."

Although he seemed very responsible, he was enough to be a role model for the knight.

But I know what is going on, and I think more about myself and the people around me than the country.

It's like when I first chose to become king because of Leah.

On the contrary, the prince looked very personal, but he cared about the country in his heart.

"Yeah! Maybe you are right. I am just such a fool who is daydreaming in reality. I am not handsome at all, and I am not the protagonist."

While swinging the sword, the color of the sword in Charlemagne's hand changed again.

"For the story, you may not be the protagonist, but for the story of your life, the writer is you. If you are destined to not be able to write the beginning, then at least think about your ending."

"..."

After listening to Lucifer's words, Charlemagne suddenly took a few steps back. He first put away the sword, then pulled it out... to Lucifer officially.

"Knight Charlemagne challenges you!"

"Finally want to do what you like best?

Although it's a bit late, it's not bad.

Although the protagonist of this challenge system is inferior, but I accept your challenge."

Swinging the sword again, now that this failure is doomed, Charlemagne finally let go of his shackles. Bit...'The Devil'.

The battle of pure sword skills does not rely on the power of the holy sword.After countless sword-blade confrontations, there was a click in the air at last, and the holy sword in Charlemagne's hand had been released.

And there was a huge wound on his body.

"It's over, Charlemagne.

I hope that next time you will not be constrained by such boring things."

Lucifer dried the blood on the sword and said to the fallen knight.

"If there is a second life, I hope I can become a knight in the story.

France will leave it to you."

Charlemagne fell down with a smile and told Lucifer the final trust.

"Bringing it to me doesn't seem to be what you should say."

"One doesn't need to kill each other, everyone can smile, everyone understands each other and lives in peace, pursuing their own future in a just environment.

Do you want to build such a country!"

Charlemagne had secretly traveled to Britain with Roland a long time ago, and it was at that time that he became interested in Lucifer.

He clearly looked like the king of a tyrant, but he did the least thing like a tyrant.

"Ok."

"That's great.

If you live in a country here, maybe you can become a handsome protagonist.

Don’t worry about the prince anymore, don’t have to bear the fate of the country."

While speaking, Charlemagne closed his eyes with a smile.

In the last moment of his life, he seemed to see his afterlife.

In that world, he was just an ordinary knight, fighting against the legendary demon with his partners.

no.423 Great Retreat

With the death of Charlemagne, the situation on the entire battlefield was one-sided.

The British army easily divided, cut off, and then annihilated the French army.

In this battle, his other twelve knights also died in battle, Dion was injured and unconscious and was captured, and Richelieu disappeared.

When the situation is over, the nobles partly fled for their lives and partly surrendered.With these people's precedents, the remaining nearly hundreds of thousands of troops also chose to surrender.

Lucifer first entered the Maginot fortress, and then the prisoners were divided into switches.

Some were sent to detention on the spot, and some were sent to the White Rock Fortress in Britain.

Another part is sent to the southwest of the flange.

After a total of about three days to deal with these matters, he took the leaders of the noble army in the army, leaving 50,000 people stationed at the Maginot fortress to guard the prisoners, and another 10,000 people in Verdun. Ten thousand people sent the wounded back to China for healing.

After that, he took the remaining 200,000 troops and marched towards the French King's Army.

At the same time, Lucifer directly ordered Drake not to follow the plan: the previous plan to join him in the north, but to further take over the entire southwest of France, and then leave half of the troops, bring half of the troops and then join him in the French city. Confluence.

While Lucifer arranged the action here, the news that his army defeated Charlemagne and headed for the royal city also passed back to the royal city of France.

This time, no matter what the voice was before, they were surprised.

They don't know exactly what happened, but it is a fact that Britain defeated Charlemagne and marched towards the city with more than 200,000 troops.

After reacting, many people couldn't help but start cursing at Lucifer and even Charlemagne.

"What a French army god, it's a waste.

Even if he loses, he didn't even kill half of the people in Britain. How exactly did he command the battlefield? Did he send his men directly to the people to kill?

Robespierre began to taste aromatic.

"Yes!"

"What marshal! It's just waste."

For a time such a voice appeared in the hall, and most of those who said these words were members of the council.

They seem to want to vent their dissatisfaction more than solving the immediate problem.

"You are not allowed to talk about Marshal Charlemagne."

Ah Fu clenched the sword, his expression was a bit horrible.

"Don't let people tell you if you lose!"

"You are not qualified to speak if you lose."

...For a time, the two sides quarreled about it.

In the end, Louis came forward to stop the quarrel between the two sides.

"Do you still have time to fight now? Britain is about to hit the city! The solution I want to hear now."

Louis yelled at these people.

"Your Majesty, please summon General Ganilon immediately, and General Ogier and General Rinaldo will bring their troops back to guard the city together.

We haven't lost yet, as long as the royal city is still there, and your majesty is still there, we haven't lost."

Robespierre immediately expressed his opinion.

Ganilon also has 50,000 regular troops and 10,000 recruits defending Rome in the north, Rinaldo and Ogier also have 70,000 regular troops in the east, plus 10,000 guards and 20,000 recruits in the royal city.

If added together, it is also a considerable number.

"It's too late!"

Bismarck said calmly about the predicament.

If they could still try this decision on the day when the first decisive battle came out, the problem was that they waited until Lucifer went on to receive the news of the defeat.