Aggiewen moved his hand in the cloak as slowly as possible, trying to put it on the sword.

He is still wearing a gray cloak to conceal his identity, which effectively conceals his way of action.

Although this kind of battle made the word "fair and fair" gradually go away, but that thing had nothing to do with him in the first place.

Although he is a knight of the round table, he will not stick to such things.

only..

Although Ageguiwen did it very covertly, he was still easily discovered by Liangyi and Mi.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

next moment-

Agguiwen's pupils shrank, and he found that the person in front of him was gone! However, even if he disappeared, even if his sight didn't keep up with him, he could still vaguely detect the enemy's way of action, no longer hiding, the hand under the cloak suddenly pulled out the sword!

for a moment—

There was a sharp pain in the chest.

The wound opened.

That was the wound Gawain left on his chest.

But now is not the time to care about these things, even if the wound is opened, he will not stop, gritting his teeth, with cold sweat streaming from his forehead, and swinging the sword in Agguiwen's hand backwards!

And yet—nothing.

Swept away.

"Okay, what a pity, it seems that I missed it." Liangyi and Mi patted Agguiwen on the shoulder and said, "If it weren't for your pause just now, you should still be able to touch me, but it's very difficult now." Sorry, General."

"—you guy"

"So, can you trust me now?" Liangyi and Mi put their arms on Agguiwen's shoulders, and the bone blade that popped out of their arms rested on Agguiwen's neck.

The cool wind brought by the sharp blade lingered around Aghwein's neck.

It seemed that as long as he moved his hands a little, his neck could be cut off, just like tofu touched by a knife.

Very simple reason.

Agguiwen sighed: "Okay, I see."

As he spoke, he turned around in an instant—

The blade across the neck left a bloodstain, and at the same time, his sword swept towards the heads of Liangyi and Mi!

"——!"

This time he was completely stunned.

If Liangyi and Mi escaped his attack again, it's okay, if Liangyi and Mi disappeared again, he can agree.

but-historical

blocked?

Positively, he used one of his own fingers to block the path of his blade!

Holding a finger is as solid as a mountain, unshakable—

No matter how powerful he used, even if his face had turned livid and the blood in his chest had seeped out of the armor, he still couldn't move this finger!

impossible!

this kind of thing...

How could someone do such a thing?

"Understand."

Liangyi and Mi didn't get angry, they didn't get angry, they just said calmly: "No matter how hard you try, it doesn't matter how powerful you use, because you can't leave me with any injuries at all..."

"When you fell from the sky before..." Agguiwen gritted his teeth: "Didn't you suffer any injuries?"

"Ah... that..." Liangyi and Mi smiled: "That is already a routine operation for me, just like eating and drinking water. Is there any problem?"

"...No, it's okay."

Agguiwen completely let go of the sword in his hand this time, put the sword back into his waist, held his aching chest and said: "Don't you want to see the Lion King, I'll take you there right away .”

Liangyi and Mi also smiled, retracted their bone blades, and signaled Agguiwen to lead the way.

The cave is very deep.

It was not the case.

But he didn't have much to do when he was free, so he deepened the depth of the cave by himself, filled in various traps, and made two hidden escape passages.

But now it seems that these things have no chance of being used.

As for the trap... Even for ordinary Servants, it can at most delay time, let alone face the monster behind him.

His strength may be comparable to that of the Lion King... no, maybe it will be higher than that?

"Why do you want to see my king?"

"No purpose, just pure desire to see."

"..."

He should not have lied, or said there was no need to lie. Because no matter what he wants to do now, he has no room to resist.

Soon Liangyi, Mi and Agguiwen came to the depths of the cave.

It looks different from the outside.

It's not bad inside.

There's even a nice stone bed.

As for the Lion King, Artoria was lying there, still wearing blood-stained armor, with a hole in her stomach.

Holding the holy gun in one hand, he is still in a coma.

It took so long for that kind of injury, if it was an ordinary person, he would have died long ago, even a Servant couldn't bear it.

But Artoria is different, she is a goddess now. Because he has held the Holy Lance for too long, he has become deified.

That holy gun still provided her with the vitality to survive, and it was precisely because of that gun that she was able to survive.

Aggressive understands this very well.

So he didn't move.

One of Artoria's hands, who was about to relax, was even tied with a rope to the Holy Lance.

If it is released, it will be over, and her vitality will gradually dissipate as a result, stepping into death.

And as long as the holy gun is there, she can hold on, and even... the wound will slowly heal.

Looking at the damaged armor, as well as the part of the stomach that was clearly damaged but still still there, Liangyi and Mi knew that Artoria's injuries had recovered by half.

If it continues, even if it is left alone, it will heal sooner or later, and it will be the time when she wakes up.

only..

The time for 'healing' may not be.

"Is that so..." Liangyi and Mi nodded: "Then, is it okay to wake her up next?"

"Wake up?" Agguiwen was stunned for a moment: "Can you wake up my king?"

The main reason for Artoria's slow recovery now is because she has not awakened and cannot fully mobilize the power of the Holy Lance. If Arturia is awake, she has already fully recovered!

There is no need to wait such a long time.

"Try it, but it should work." Liangyi and Mi didn't finish their words, but walked towards Artoria.

Looking at the movements of Liangyi and Mi, Ageguiwen put his hand on the hilt of the sword and then put it down again, and then put it up and down again...

Considering that he couldn't do anything, he sighed inwardly.