Chapter 2032：

"Ah, this..." Skadi blushed and said ashamed: "I didn't play for this!"

"Then what are you for?" Skaha blinked.

"This, this--, it's you, you called me up!"

Skaha shook his head, walked to her side, and whispered: "You have the strength to defeat me and the courage to stand in front of others. Why don't you have the courage to face Shilang and yourself?"

Skadi froze.

Skaha smiled, and then towards the crowd, he said loudly: "Everyone, I lost. I declare that the eternal king, Gnivale Pendragon, Fujimaru Shiro's most competent teacher, is from The supreme goddess of the Nordic connection point, Lord Skadi Skaha!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh-!!!"

The heroic spirits didn't think it was too big to scream: "The most competent teacher of the King of Eternity, the Supreme Goddess, Lord Skadi!"

As an honest person, how could Skadi stand up to this?

Shame directly exploded!

Skatie's old face blushed instantly, with bubbles rising above her head, looking down like an ostrich looking for a crack in the ground.

"Come on, soldiers! Let's continue to cheer, Teacher Skadi!" Scarha stretched out his hand and waved.

The heroes roared, "Mr. Skadi!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Skadi lifted up the long skirt in one hand and Gangneil in the other, chasing Skaha in embarrassment.

Skarha turned and ran.

She wanted to suddenly understand why Elquet was always so happy.

"Is this old woman sure that it is not Uyf?"

Ku Churin was a little self-doubt.

The heroic spirits laughed.

Even the serious guardians couldn't help showing a faint smile.

The scene, a joy.

...

In the temple.

"The empire did not really want to invade the history of pan-humanity, but was taken advantage of. Even the whereabouts of His Majesty the Emperor is missing. The emperor sitting on the throne is by no means the real His Majesty. Therefore, Pan Everyone in human history, please don’t take the empire as your enemy, as long as you only get back the words of the true Emperor of Heaven--"

Before Bedwell's words were finished, the old flash sneered: "boring."

Afterwards, he turned around and left, no matter how Enqi pulled it, it was useless.

"Sorry, Jill is not very patient. I'm sorry."

Enqi apologized twice and then followed out.

"Holy apostle of the empire, I will not accompany the king for all the jokes in the house." Ramses II also left.

"As soon as the war has started, no matter what the cause, there is no way to dissolve it lightly, Brother Holy Apostle. I hope we can drink together, hahaha—"

Iskandar also turned and left.

In addition to them, some kings with tough posture and strong character also left one by one.

"How come..." Bedwell lowered his head somewhat injured.

He hasn't finished speaking yet, but he has already gone cold.

Because what he wants to say and what he wants to express, the kings have already understood, understood, and answered.

Things--,

It was completely beyond Bedwell's control.

The Holy Apostles split into two factions due to the change of the Emperor of Heaven. One is the faction headed by Aggiwen, and the other faction is the underground alliance like Bedwell—Sperse.

Bedwell will help [the council] and help Shirou because of his own justice and loyalty.

The solution he thought of, the solution that the Spers League came up with, was to find the true Emperor of Heaven, then everything would go back to the beginning.

Pan-human history is pan-human history, and eternal empire is eternal empire.

These betrayals, these actions, the cornerstone of all this, are the constancy that no one can break.

But at the moment Mordred killed Ektor, everything changed.

Things--,

It was beyond Bedwell's control and beyond the imagination of the Spers League.

With a stronghold of pan-human history, the formation of an army of pan-human history heroes, and the ability to kill constancy—this already has the possibility of subverting the empire.

At this juncture, Bedwell still insisted on his loyalty, insisted on what he believed, but he was also afraid of faith in his loyalty and his price.

"The Eternal King..."

Bedwell looked at Shirou hopefully, as if grabbing the last straw.

Shi Lang was silent for a moment, sighed in his heart, and took a step forward: "Bedwell..."

"——This can't be done!"

Suddenly, a sonorous, firm voice, instead of Shiro, vetoed Bedwell.

Shi Lang and the others turned their heads and looked, only to see Mordred standing at the door of the temple, looking at Bedwell with a serious expression.

"King Mordred..."

Bedwell looked at the sudden appearance of Mordred, and Mordred also looked at Bedwell with a very determined and serious gaze: "My sword is ready to kill the civilians of the empire, the holy apostle, and the emperor. ...Even your preparations, Bedwell! You now have only two paths, either to follow us to the end, or just like Aktor, die on my sword!"

Bedwell stared at Mordred blankly, while Mordred's holy blue eyes were serious and serious, making no secret of his killing intent.

"This is Spath's answer."

Mordred turned and left.

The remaining kings stopped staying, leaving one by one.