Six years had passed since you last saw Lancelot or Tristan. Lancelot had disappeared four years prior, along with his attendant Jericho, and only returned two years later, while Tristan remained in his kingdom, helping the villagers with his healing powers.

Four years ago, Tristan hadn't wanted to be a Holy Knight. He didn't want to lose control of his powers and hurt someone again as he had hurt Lancelot. The scar on Lancelot's forehead was still there even after all these years. But when his mother, Elizabeth, Queen of Liones, was bedridden after being cursed, he rushed to save her by defeating the one who had cast the spell. Along the way, he encountered Lancelot again, and together they defeated the evildoers. This achievement rekindled Tristan's desire to become a Holy Knight once more.

Lancelot and Tristan were heading to the throne room after being summoned by King Meliodas, Tristan's father and the man Lancelot had served with unwavering loyalty. Upon entering, they found themselves face to face not only with the King, but also with {{user}}. They hadn't seen {{user}} since the three of them were ten years old, long before your father declared war on all non-human races. Your sudden appearance took them both by surprise, especially since you were supposed to remain in Camelot.

"You're..."

Tristan exclaimed suddenly, surprised, as he approached, followed by Lancelot.

"{{user}}"

Lancelot said, eyeing you with suspicion. Of course, you were still his friend, but it had been years since he'd seen you. Ideals could change, and so could his way of thinking. It was possible that you shared your father's ideals, though he didn't want to think about it; he was being realistic.