I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Abacus?

Morgan Le Fay thought to himself, the new king had killed the tens of thousands of Persian troops of Darius III, the king of war, just by himself and a few followers.

Pure combat effectiveness is not weak.

Plus, the two 'Arthurs', who were going down different paths, seemed to be staring at the young man with eyes she had never seen before.

That's right... this boy is the bondage that binds the fallen Knight King and Storm King.

The flowers she cultivated may be able to take away this man and make these Arthurs work for him.

Naturally, she thought this way in her heart, with a smile on her face: "I just choose the judgment with the highest priority. If you choose Arthur (Leah Lily), you will definitely not be convinced or indoctrinate this child. Your thoughts on the road. If you choose the representative of the Sun King, that female pharaoh will look stupid..."

Nitocris immediately protested: "Hey!!"

"So, there is only this Chaldean king, right?"

Morgan Le Fay pretended to be indifferent and said: "Although he doesn't have any outstanding records, Arthur is convinced of him. Besides, you are not in your camp in the middle of the night, but appearing here, which means that this Cara King Lede, in a sense, has the ability to gather you all."

The Storm King froze. Although their original purpose was to arrest this person, but now... what the witch said was not wrong.

Artoria Alter said coldly: "This doesn't mean anything."

"Hehe...Even the depraved Arthur sometimes has insincere words." Morgan Le Fay said with a chuckle.

Artoria Alter's tone turned cold: "My sword won't stay there next time, Morgan."

"I'm just trying my best to preserve our survival, fallen knight king." Morgan Le Fay sighed.

The embers of the artillery fire in the distance are still roaring, and thousands of vampires on the ground are rushing out from the Romanian capital, and the rumbling sound of trampling the ground in unison continues.

Morgan Le Fay glanced into the distance, and stopped teasing the fallen knight king.

"Staying like this is not an option. Vlad III's transformation characteristics can even infect heroes. If we stay here for a second longer, we may face a new enemy."

"He can't do it now." Artoria Alter shook her head.

Du Lin retorted: "I recovered very quickly."

"..." Arturia Alter glanced at him blankly, what a fool.

This guy is in the pan-human history, and the biography clearly records how the witch Morgan Le Fay used tricks to break up the Knights of the Round Table. Can't this guy see it now?

The woman clearly saw the importance of this idiot to them, so she pushed him to the front and tied him to a chariot.

"Although he is the fallen King Arthur, he should also agree with the resolution of the round table of equality, right? I am applying for a round table vote here. If you are willing to form a temporary revolutionary team, raise your hand." Morgan Le Fay did not intend to give Artoria Alter At the time of preparation, he raised his hand first.

Leah Lily said: "If Mr. Godot is the leader... I have no problem." After finishing speaking, she also raised her hand.

Pharaoh Nitocris raised his hands at the same time: "This child has defeated the great Pharaoh and me, and I am also completely convinced."

"Ahh~! o(*^▽^*)┛" The little girl on Du Lin's head raised her fleshy little hand, expressing that the alien forces are willing to recognize this resolution.

Leaving behind the only Storm King, he cast a glance at Du Lin: "Okay!"

Artoria Alter snorted reluctantly: "You will be played to death by this witch."

Hei Zhen glanced dirtyly at Morgan Le Fay's whole body and said, "Who is playing with whom, maybe."

Seeing the reluctant Artoria Alter who did not leave, Morgan Le Fay hummed in satisfaction: "It seems that the vote is unanimous."

Her eyes turned to Du Lin, and she bowed slightly: "Then, Your Excellency the new king, I entrust the comfort of everyone present in your hands..."

Du Lin looked confused, and immediately faced the expectant gaze cast by Lily Lily, he couldn't help scratching his head: "Okay! Now let's go to the camp to rescue those troops!"

God knows he was still an assassin an hour ago, and now he has become the leader of the crusade against Vlad III under the persuasion of his wives' sister.

"About the King of Knights and the Emperor of Rome..."

"I'll talk about this later, anyway, with the few people present. In the short term, the vampires will be forced back into the Romanian capital, and then an enchantment will be created to buffer them before considering the plan."

"Indeed, the plan must be matched with the corresponding battle situation."

Du Lin nodded: "Well, let's go now!"

He glanced back, regarding Seshoin Kiara, Raimitsu and Arash, he had to wait for them to come over and meet up.

……

Facing the big tent not far ahead.

A few minutes later, Du Lin and his party arrived here, with serious expressions on their faces.

The soldiers of the Macedonian Empire they had seen in the past had now turned into bloodthirsty monsters with scarlet pupils.

Black smoke gushed out from the charred camp, and the flames of war spread all around, and in the basin left by the Scorpion shot not far away, there were vampires like mountains and seas, assimilating Macedonian soldiers on a large scale.

Du Lin and the others saw with their own eyes an ordinary skinny vampire rushing behind a knight who was dealing with the vampire not far away, biting his neck.

With a cry of pain, the knight struggled for a few seconds, making a joint twisting sound. The whole process took less than ten seconds. The whites of the knight's eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and he rushed towards the undefended companion on the other side. Then came the same sound of being bitten.

This scene of vampire transformation process was firmly imprinted in the eyes of Du Lin and others, causing a chill to appear in their hearts at the same time.

This is probably not just a simple enemy, but even killing the body of a friend and killing friendship.

"This situation..."

"What a horrible fellow, Vlad III."