Made a Decision

No!

Lancelot could not accept this outcome.

After 30,000 years of hard work, the British Starfield had finally succeeded.

If such a disaster happened again, no one would be able to accept it.

In that case, would he have to become the King himself?

Lancelot's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

He thought of the King who had fought side by side with him, those warriors, and Guinevere.

Finally, Lancelot closed his eyes and said slowly, "How about this? You guys carry out the first plan first. If you fail, come and look for me to discuss the second plan."

Although he said that, Lancelot knew that he had already made a decision. He just needed time to think about it.

"No problem. I hope that Knight Lancelot can make a good decision in the next few days."

"Thank you for the coffee. It tastes very good. I like it very much."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Seeing this, the red-robed man also left.