Age Zhiwen still looked gloomy.

Resistance flashed in the eyes of a group of Cornish officials and nobles including Gerant.

The situation is already obvious.

Arthur, I chose Kahnri!

Does Cornwall need such a king?

However--

The wrist turned and the sword turned, with a "chat", the silver sword, the sharp sword, was beaten by the king in his chest.

The blood ran down along the sword's edge.

"Tick, tick"

Fall to the ground.

People were stunned for a moment.

"Wang! What are you doing!?"

Bedwell screamed and wanted to pull out the sword from Shilang, but Shilang stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

The pain in his body made Te Shilang's facial muscles twitch a bit.

He said solemnly: "The king is the parents, and the people are the children. Cornwall has been poor for ten years, and the people are hungry and even theft. This is not the crime of the people, but the crime of the king! The punishment!"

The people in Cornwall were quelled, and Gerant and a group of Cornish officials were a little moved.

Shi Lang asked again: "Age rules, according to the law of the kingdom, riots, interrupting the legs of others, how to count?"

Age Gui wrote: "According to the law of the kingdom, the leg of the aggressor shall be interrupted if the leg is to be broken."

Shilang drew out Gerante's sword and said: "The people are my son, and I failed to stop Vudigeng, causing the people to be displaced, leaving their homes, and even rioting. This is not the crime of the people, but the crime of the king! Punishment!"

With a "chao", this sword pierced the abdomen.

The severe pain exposed the blue veins on Te Shilang's face, dripping cold sweat, and breathing slightly.

Most people in Cornwall are indifferent, but the people in Kahn, who loves Dai Shi Lang, are all ashamed!

"Wang! You shouldn't be like that! You are a noble body!"

"How can the king be punished for our sins? God will punish us!"

They love wearing this king so much.

The king who gave them hope, the king who led them to escape from the claws of Vortign.

But at this moment, this king is being punished on their behalf!

Drops of cold sweat exuded from the forehead, collected on the tip of the nose, and dropped drop by drop.

Two pierced swords, with drops of black, red, black and red blood coming out of their bodies, along the sharp blades, gathered to the point of the sword, and fell.

The intense pain caused blue veins to bulge at the temples.

Shi Lang drew out a Cornish official's sword and said: "Cornish has not been ruled for ten years, gangsters are infested, and farmland is deserted. It is also the crime of the king! The punishment!"

With a "chat", another sword, blood splattered.

Shi Lang has fully accounted for Camelot's guilt against Cornwall in the past ten years. From the high-handed policies of Julfers and Baldwin, to the failure to resist Vottigung, the people were displaced and panicked all day long.

One sword after another, blood splattered, not long after, a sword was inserted with seven swords!

Shi Lang has become a blood man, blood has shed to the ground under his body, but his face is as pale as paper.

The people of Kahnri who love to wear Shiro have burst into tears.

A king who should have enjoyed wealth in the palace, should have ruled everything, should have enjoyed everything, but now bears the guilt of the past.

Add all the sins to yourself.

He has carried countless sins in his own body.

How can such a person and such a king not be loved by others?

The people in Kahnri burst into tears, while in Cornwall, many people couldn't bear to look straight and turned their heads.

Their hatred of Camelot is deep-rooted, but this scene... is really hard to bear to watch again.

But Bedwell, Lucan and other people who swore allegiance to the nobleman were shaking, and tears were already streaming down their faces.

Gerant waited for Cornish officials and couldn't bear to look at them anymore, so he couldn't help but turn his head.

Even the gloomy Aggiwen, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were twitching at this moment.

They were all shocked by Shirou.

Never!

There has never been such a king!

This is a king who will pay all his guilt to himself and punish him!

Shilang breathed vigorously, his body faltering, as if he was about to fall down the next moment. He did not use black mud to repair himself, because he knew that using black mud to repair himself when he was punished, he could not subdue anyone.

However, in order to let himself carry on, he has used the [Mortal Heroes] copied from [Roots] from the Heroic Army on the road, [Combat Continue], [Regroup] and other skills to enhance the continuation of the battle.

However, even if he drove the [Combat Continue] and waited to increase the ability of the battle, Shiro was almost at his limit.

At this moment, the pain on his body was no longer felt, and he was numb. Just standing under this sunlight, the brain has a three-second fault of consciousness.

But he still didn't collapse.

With blood dripping and his face like white paper, Shirou said: "Everything here is because this king is ten years late! If this king was ten years ago, it won't let Camelot fall into this situation! , Is the king’s crime and deserves to be punished!"

He raised his hand tremblingly, and grabbed it on Bedwell's hilt.

Bedwell held Shi Lang's palm with tears on his face and cried: "It's okay, Wang! That's enough, Wang! You--, you--, shouldn't be like this!"

"Yeah, Wang—you shouldn't be like that!"

Lucan and others also persuaded with tears on their faces.

Gerant persuaded the Cornish officials with a touch of emotion.