"...Daniel, if only you could have endured a little longer." Lancelot and his subordinates' warhorses gradually slowed down as they approached Daniel and Mash, finally stopping five meters away.
"I'm truly sorry, Lancelot," Daniel shook his head. "That scene—even if I could have endured it, Sanzang would never have tolerated it."
"True, after all, she is that Master Xuanzang." Lancelot's face was as grim as still water, then he turned to look at Mash. "That shield in your hand..."
"No, it's nothing." Lancelot seemed to think of something, shuddered violently, and then gave up on questioning further.
"Sir Lancelot, if you have something to say, say it. Being so hesitant is quite unsightly!" Mash gripped her shield tightly, then took the initiative to strike, smashing it toward Lancelot's face.
"Eh? Ah! Wait!" Lancelot looked at Mash attacking him with a flustered expression, but he managed to snap out of it just before the shield hit his face and blocked it with his sword.
"Mash, leave this battle to the Galahad inside you! Strike according to your heart's voice!" Daniel shouted loudly to Mash while charging toward a certain Purification Knight with his lance.
"Ga—Galahad! It really is Galahad!" Hearing the name, Lancelot confirmed his suspicion, and his handling of the shield became even more hesitant.
"Mash Kyrielight! That is my name!" After steadying herself, Mash stared intently at Lancelot and responded, "And the Heroic Spirit who granted me power is named Galahad!"
The Purification Knight cavalry under Lancelot were completely different from the Purification Knights Daniel had fought inside the Holy City.
Not to mention their excellent coordination and skills, the mere fact that they were on horseback already made it somewhat difficult for Daniel to cope.
"Mr. Daniel, please focus entirely on dealing with the Purification Knight unit! My power and my heart are both urging me, telling me I must make this knight who has lost his way wake up! Even if it means smashing his face hard with my shield!" Mash's voice suddenly came from not far away.
Hearing this, Daniel instantly felt much more at ease.
This sounded like she intended to release her spirit core limit.
Well, what would be smashing into Lancelot's face next probably wouldn't just be a shield; it might even be the city of Camelot.
Moreover, Lancelot couldn't bring himself to use his real skills against Mash; he was holding back significantly.
In that case, he could focus single-mindedly on these Purification Knights.
After exerting a tremendous amount of effort, Daniel finally managed to kick a certain Purification Knight off his horse and take it for himself.
With a horse and a lance, Daniel finally had the chance to fully utilize Gareth's power.
Gareth, after all, had the legend of once defeating several knights single-handedly!
"Come on!" Holding the lance, Daniel steered the horse beneath him and charged at the Purification Knights.
"Wait! Get out of the way!" Seeing Daniel's stance, Lancelot, who was multitasking during the fight, immediately ordered his subordinates, "That kind of offensive is not something you can just intercept!"
The purple-armored Purification Knights had great faith in Lancelot, so they immediately dispersed their horses upon his command.
A few who truly couldn't avoid it could only try their best to adjust their bodies to cope with the coming lance strike.
On the other side, Mash felt quite indignant that Lancelot still had the leisure to be distracted while fighting her.
No, ultimately, she didn't know if this emotion came from herself or from that Holy Grail Knight, Galahad.
But in any case, beating Lancelot to within an inch of his life was definitely the right move.
Of course, this process certainly wouldn't lack the heart-stabbing words of a "caring little cotton jacket" to her old father.
Regardless, the heavy responsibility of turning Lancelot could only be entrusted to Mash.
As for why Daniel didn't explain the tactics beforehand... it was about sincerity over calculation.
Only words coming from Mash's heart could pierce Lancelot's already battle-scarred heart.
So, when Mash's voice, tinged with a bit of coquettishness, asked, 'Are you awake now, Father?', Daniel, who had already beaten six Purification Knights nearly into psychological trauma, finally stopped.
Fortunately, his stamina had increased a lot under the training of Mordred, Gawain, and the other Knights of the Round Table; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to keep from collapsing from exhaustion.
After all, using Gareth's power consumed Daniel's own stamina.
In just a few words, Lancelot signed an unequal treaty with Mash, agreeing to assist them in launching an uprising against the Lion King on a future day.
As for now, it wasn't the time yet; after all, Chaldea's side was still too weak.
So weak that they didn't even have the ability to make the Lion King slightly distracted.
Before Daniel and Mash left, Lancelot specifically mentioned the area where the only one still stubbornly resisting, the Old Man of the Mountain, was active.
As for that Pharaoh King, he didn't need to remind them, because under the guidance of the locals, the direction Chaldea was heading was toward that Pharaoh King's territory.
"Take this horse as a parting gift. I hope to see the day you return it in the future." Lancelot unceremoniously gave away his subordinate's horse.
That Purification Knight had words he couldn't speak out loud.
"Alright, then we won't be polite!" Steering the horse, Daniel prepared to depart once Mash had wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
"Wait!" Lancelot suddenly called out to Daniel. "Does the Servant inside you have anything she wants to say to us?"
This was the question he had endured for days and finally couldn't help asking.
"No." Daniel glanced at Lancelot and shook his head. "Before she left, besides her own self-loathing and disgust, she only left one sentence: she hopes her King can return to the way she once was."
"I see, that's just like her," Lancelot murmured softly, as if looking at something that had long ceased to exist in this world.
Daniel pulled the reins, the horse gave a long neigh, and it galloped off in a certain direction.
"After you return, you will temporarily take over the guard duties of the camp," Lancelot instructed the subordinate who had lost his horse.
What could a weak Purification Knight say?
He could only nod silently, looking longingly in the direction where his beloved horse had disappeared.
Farewell, my former youth.
"Mr. Daniel, have we really recruited a powerful ally?" On the way to catch up with Da Vinci, Mash asked, still somewhat in disbelief.
"It might be more than just one powerful ally, Mash. This is all thanks to you." Daniel was not stingy with his praise, saying all the nice things he could to compliment her.
After all, Mash really deserved all the credit, and the soft armor on her chest was pleasing.
Well, it was just that the hard skirt armor behind her buttocks was a bit uncomfortable.
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