Chapter 305 The Round Table Forgotten by Everything
The tavern owner's eyebrows jumped at these words.

"Could it be that we just don't know?"

The mayor shook his head and said:
"It's okay for other places, but this is the Dunkeld Cathedral!"

Dunkeld Cathedral is where the Knights of the Round Table first gathered.

This is where King Lionheart built the Round Table.

If the round table had reacted, things wouldn't be like this.

Upon hearing this, the tavern owner took a deep breath and said:

"Could it be that the king has returned and this matter is not over yet?"

The mayor sighed and said:
"I don't know, but I'm afraid. What were we talking about?"

The mayor suddenly became confused in the middle of the speech and asked the tavern owner behind him what she had just said.

The tavern owner also looked at her with a little confusion.

"Ah? Boss, aren't we talking about the round table?"

After a moment, the tavern owner suddenly realized:
"Oh, boss, I see. You mean we should pretend we never noticed this, right?"

That's true. Although they have met the two supreme beings, it's better for them, small characters from a foreign land, to stay away from such major events.

But what he didn't expect was the mayor's increasingly confused look:

"What is a round table?"

The mayor, who was one of the few travelers who reached Sequence 5 on his own, rubbed his brows and said:

"Were we just talking about going back and getting a round table?"

The tavern owner was stunned and said:
"Boss, you really don't know what you just said?"

"Why else would I ask you?"

The tavern owner suddenly felt a chill engulfing his entire body.

How could I not remember?
He quickly grabbed the mayor and pointed at the burning church and said:

"The Round Table, the Knights of the Round Table, the Knights of the Round Table founded by King Lionheart! Do you remember this?"

The tavern owner tried to make his boss remember this, or he was seeking a sense of security.

But the mayor frowned and shook his head regretfully.
"I'm sorry, I have no idea what you are talking about. His Majesty the Lionheart must have his own order of knights, but how did you know they are called the Knights of the Round Table?"

The tavern owner, who suddenly felt something was wrong, grabbed a passerby who was cheering and asked:

"The Knights of the Round Table. Do you know the Knights of the Round Table?"

The passerby he stopped looked him up and down in surprise and said:
"Of course, they are the knights that my king is most proud of! And you don't know the great round table, so why are you here? Aren't you here for the Dunkelsd Cathedral?"

It was an unexpected answer as well. The tavern owner, who thought the other party would not know, almost cried and grabbed the mayor and said:

"Look, Boss, this is it. This is what we were just talking about. The Round Table, the Knights of the Round Table of King Lionheart!"

The mayor looked more and more confused:
"Sorry, I still don't have any impression."

The tavern owner hurriedly said to the passers-by:

"Hurry up, tell her about the Round Table."

But what surprised the tavern owner was that the passers-by who were very familiar with the round table just a moment ago also showed a confused look.

"Round table? What round table?"

The tavern owner lost his voice and said:
"The Lionheart's Round Table!"

"Ah, the round table in the Cathedral of Camelot, right? It symbolizes the equality of all who attend. This is one of the legends of my king."

"What about the Knights of the Round Table?"

The passerby shook his head suddenly and said:
"never heard of that."

The tavern owner got anxious and grabbed the passerby like crazy and asked:

"Didn't you just say that? What about the sanctuary? Tell me, what is its origin?"

The passerby looked at the mad tavern owner with a bit of fear and said:
"This is the Dunkelsd Cathedral, the last gem of the Seven Stone Heart. Um, that's what the notebooks say. Other than that, I don't know anything else. Ask someone else!"

After saying that, the passerby pushed the tavern owner, who was obviously abnormal, away and ran away.

Such a reaction made the tavern owner sweat all over. How could this happen?

What I was just talking about was forgotten in the blink of an eye.

This familiar horror suddenly made the tavern owner shudder and remembered something.

He fumbled around and found a pendant from his body.

The crown on the tombstone seemed particularly sacred under the light of the fire.
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Moon naturally noticed the problem that all the time travelers noticed as well.

He stood up from the throne and looked behind him.

Looking towards the border area of ​​Storm Parish, which is the central part of the New World.

Ever since the Round Table was driven out of the Holy City.

The Knights of the Round Table have been gathering at the border of the Storm Parish, trying hard to maintain the last bit of face of the Storm Church and their monarch.

In that small fishing village, the arrogant priest let the boy go after hearing that he was really just a child, and the reason was also because of the round table.

This is the bottom line that the Round Table is barely maintaining after countless failed struggles.

But now, the round table has remained silent as if it had disappeared.

After looking at it for a moment, Morn said to the goddess:

"Denise."

"Ah."

I don’t know if it’s because the possession has ended, but the goddess’ face no longer has the rich expressions she had when she was a girl.

Now there is an incomparable calmness on her face.

But there is one thing that is exactly the same as when she was a girl, that is when looking at Moon.

The corners of her mouth would always rise from the bottom of her heart.

"Do you know how Tristan and the others are doing now?"

But the goddess's answer made Moen turn around in shock:
"Who is Tristan?"

"Tristan, the Knight of the Round Table, was appointed a knight by me personally. You were by my side at that time."

Seeing the king speaking like this, the goddess tried hard to recall everything.

But in the end, the goddess still shook her head and said:

"I'm not impressed."

Such a reaction made Moon realize something instantly.

He asked again:
"And what about Aguiwen?"

"I'm not impressed."

The goddess still shook her head.

"What about the Knights of the Round Table?"

"I'm sorry, I still don't remember."

After roughly confirming the situation, Moon asked the final question directly:

"Do you remember where the border of the Church of Storms is?"

"of course."

"Take me there, now."

With a light tap of the holy spear, the object in the goddess's arms changed from the sleeping girl to her beloved king.

Then, the goddess appeared in the center of the new world holding Morn.

This is the border of Storm Parish.

It is also the base of the Knights of the Round Table in Morn's memory, and the last pure land in Storm Parish - Avalon.

But now, there are no Knights of the Round Table, no residents, and not even a city.

The only thing here is a large area of ​​lush green fields.

(End of this chapter)