Chapter 94: Round Table Special Attack
"What a great pity, two Round Table Knights of Team Eikou have fallen one after another beneath Queen Morgan's high heels."
"These two knights had once achieved truly outstanding records in the speed race, until now there had never been any obstacle capable of defeating them, yet in the end they were struck down by Queen Morgan's True Damage!"
"So this is the legendary Queen Morgan, indeed a flower upon the highest peak, forever out of reach."
Finn, heartbroken, slammed the table hard:
"Napoleon-sensei, I hereby resign as commentator of my own will, and as a substitute member of Team Eikou, I request to enter the battlefield! My students are facing the greatest danger of their lives, as their Homeroom teacher I cannot stand idly by."
Napoleon merely cast him a glance: "You lecherous old man, aren't you just trying to flirt with the guest?"
"How could that be, I've already suffered enough pain from women, how could I possibly still harbor such impure thoughts?"
Finn shook his head full of regret:
"In that case, there's no helping it, let's continue following the situation at the third checkpoint. We won't even spare a moment to mourn Tristan's death. The next to take the stage is Knight Roland of France United Class!"
Through the magical projection screen, Roland, brimming with righteous spirit, stood up, donning a black suit.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm actually a veteran on the battlefield of love..."
Roland flashed a confident smile:
"What I'm best at is passionately pursuing a noble beauty. For example, Queen Angelica, though in the end she ran away with an ordinary soldier."
"That can't even be called love at all, it was clearly just you getting dumped one-sidedly, that's not a successful experience worth referencing."
Eikou, standing beside him, complained.
Roland nodded in agreement:
"Indeed, in reality I haven't been very successful in love, but in galgame I've accumulated plenty of dating experience. Like Love Sleeping, Scars of Summer, Bahamut Lagoon… I've cleared all those games..."
Eikou thought to himself: that's nothing but NTR games with a masochistic perspective! In your so-called dating experiences, you're even more miserable than in real life! What the hell kind of experience have you been accumulating, why are you always playing the abandoned, pitiful role?!
Now that I think of it, among those was even the game I just played last night with Melusine and Morgan, why the hell has he also played it, could Love Sleeping really be that hot?
Eikou sighed.
He didn't even know how to complain about this guy anymore.
If this idiot actually succeeds, it'll be a miracle! No matter how you look at it, he's the type to get eliminated within a second.
"Well… although I don't want to help the enemy..."
Eikou spoke up:
"But your situation is so hopeless that it's painfully obvious, so I have to give you a reminder. When facing Morgan, make sure you're properly dressed, don't do anything overly disrespectful to a lady."
"Got it, bro!"
Roland cheerfully winked at him with a grin.
"I'm not your bro, how can you so casually strike up conversation with me like that? If we meet on the street later, absolutely don't call me brother."
That being said, inside, Eikou felt a strange sense of unease.
He had a weird feeling that he couldn't just ignore this idiot.
"Let me pry a little, how do you plan to approach Morgan?" Eikou asked.
"Sir Eikou, as you can see, I'm not as good with words as Gawain, nor do I have Tristan's cunning intellect, but I do have one advantage——I am not a Round Table Knight..."
Roland said seriously.
Eikou suddenly realized.
No wonder the two Round Table Knights were defeated so quickly, without any resistance.
Because Morgan had 'Round Table Knight Special Attack', capable of inflicting True Damage on Gawain and Tristan.
"『Even the Noble Phantasm of a Round Table Knight could not make her waver by even a glass』, I already said it like that..."
He spoke sternly:
"But this body is already a Knight of a hostile nation, the Queen of Britain is nothing to me! Let her witness the Twelve Paladins of France, standing equal to the Sword of Promised Victory, it is none other than my Holy Sword Durandal!"
At first it sounded cool, but wasn't this exactly copying Quetzalcoatl's lines to Tiamat in Absolute Demonic Beast Front! Don't just carelessly plagiarize and recycle someone else's grand and passionate lines!
"Now I am not a Round Table Knight, my clothes are neatly worn, no matter how you think of it I can't possibly lose! Please bear witness, I shall duel in the way of a real man!"
Eikou thought silently that this guy was way too confident.
Then Roland strode boldly to Morgan's throne, calmly facing the Fairy Queen.
He immediately plopped down on the ground, then burst into tears:
"I beg you, Queen Morgan! I've staked everything on this race, using a shard of the Holy Grail to wish for a girlfriend! Don't be fooled by my appearance, but my heart is weak, if a girl rejects me I'll go insane and streak naked through the streets, even if I become like that it doesn't matter at all!"
"This is nothing but a mix of moral blackmail and a spoiled child's tantrum! There's nothing of a real man in you!" Eikou shouted, "Don't exploit your Heroic Spirit legend just to beg for sympathy from the judge!"
Morgan only yawned: "Sorry, I didn't hear a thing just now."
Truly, she was one degree crueler, with no intent of pitying him at all.
Seeing that throwing a tantrum was useless, Roland stood up.
The moment he opened his mouth with the first word "I——", Morgan pressed the alarm button.
Roland: "???"
"Foreign Knight, I completely don't understand your condition..."
Morgan coldly glanced at him, her long slender finger with blue nail polish pointing at his lower body:
"But your pants have fallen down, I believe you are committing sexual harassment against me. Your punishment is to drink five bottles of vodka in a row. Moreover, you're even wearing a pair of triangle underwear that has no charm whatsoever, minus points straight into negative!"
She lifted up the score board on the table,
Minus ten points!
"What..."
Roland, in disbelief, looked down at his lower body, and indeed his pants had slid halfway down his waist,
"My pants slipped halfway down unconsciously, could this be... muscle memory?!"
"What the hell is that idiot doing, I already told him clearly to wear his clothes properly!"
Eikou felt he had complained until he was exhausted.
From the broadcast at the checkpoint came Finn-sensei's disappointed sigh:
"What a pity, yet another contestant has been accidentally eliminated. Could it be that no one can conquer the cold Queen of this Fairy Kingdom? I really can't bear to watch anymore, perhaps I should enter the field myself, no other intention, simply pitying my students!"
"Well then, let's continue explaining seriously. The next challenger to face Morgan, and also the final contestant —— is none other than Mochizuki Eikou!"
"Let us all wait and see, whether he can break down the Ice Fortress of this Lostbelt's King!"