My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 001: The Son of the Grand Duke of Red Leaf

{What a beautiful view. The maple leaves out of the window are like flames in a breezy breeze, like rain on fire.

{But the scene is wrong. Turn around, look at the scene, but the brain is thinking rapidly.

Here, not where it was. Here, where is it?

This pattern.

The patterned quilt underneath him drove him deep. What an ancient patterned quilt!

He once studied this pattern, this ancient thing, the legendary, English, British ancestors, Celtic aristocrats like to use it.

That's funny.

The decoration and pattern of this room, the style, is inextricably linked to the ancient Celts.

Why is that?

Just between my thoughts, I found a white woman whose breasts were strangled by the drums of her costume pushed the door in through the door and looked at the baby who was measuring the heavens and the earth, but revealed a naive and brilliant smile. The white woman naturally did what she wanted. She walked over and picked up the baby, which was a grunt of English.

It's English, but it's actually a lot harder to understand than real modern English, with accents and ancient tones to make him half wonder what this woman is talking about.

“What a beautiful baby, the Grand Duke's son's descent is extraordinary, compared to a powerful knight later on.” Did he indeed hear the word Knight, knight? Medieval?

This isn't the right time!

Celtic centuries are much, much more, much more!!

Full and medieval knight titles are asymmetrical.

Just as the baby was caught in a tangle, suddenly something went wrong, baby?!

Are you kidding me?

My current body...

Is it a baby?

She was frightened for a moment, and no resistance was held up by a woman.

The struggle for hand dancing, which finally reacted, was useless and had to be picked up by white women and then walked out.

Shocked just outside, the inner castle of the luxurious castle is filled with countless red maple leaves that sway gently in the breeze, while the view inside the castle, the tiny, tallest peak, is absolutely more spectacular than the city standing on steel overlooking the entire steel forest.

Forests, plains, rivers, lakes, grasslands.

As if the heavens and the earth were all on this side of the land, the essentially overlooking sensation boiled every cell, every blood.

This is the big chessboard for heaven and earth. This is what people like him dream of!!

Walked toward the main hall of the entire castle, the largest hall of the entire castle and the central system of the entire castle, where the highest authority of the entire castle resides and the highest authority of this vast piece of land, known as Andrea Ettorek, the Grand Duke of the Red Leaves, sits at the highest Duke, looking down with a dignified look at the middle-aged man in a heavy armor on the bottom row.

Just waiting to see the maid come with her son in her arms, that majestic old face could no longer hold, blooming like an old daisy blossom, all with silly silly smiles, God knows how gorgeous it is to be able to earn a son at 45 years of age in this age with an average life of only 52 years.

Grand Duke Andrei's silly smile made the knights below laugh in good faith, only to see that Grand Duke Andrei could not help but embrace the weak and possibly fade offspring.

You can only put the child on a cradle carefully with your hands, and forgive the old man for looking so laborious, even though he is not comfortable enough to sit on.

Just thinking about it, I only saw Grand Duke Andrei smile and put his bearded face on it, like a steel needle and a rough face like sandpaper rubbing on his weak face, his face hurts and he wants to scream.

But it was suppressed by the self-esteem of adults.

Wow, two shouts to show his dissatisfaction, suddenly the Grand Duke was overwhelmed.

Laughing and picking up the child from the Grand Duke's hand, the maid was going to send the child back to sleep, but only saw Grand Duke Andre shake his head, "Helena, no. ”

The voice of the Grand Duke Andrei was full of charm and magnetism, accompanied by the baptism of the wind frost, and his voice was a little dull, but could not conceal his strength, temperament and authority.

“The lion's children have been taken to watch their parents hunt since childhood. My Andrei's children, no matter what happens in the future, have to watch what I do as an old man. This is the grandson of the Red Leaves!!” Grand Duke Andrei's words made the middle-aged men in knightly armour laugh.

So he was placed on the Duke as a handlebar next to him, and he was held by the Grand Duke with a big, big, fan hand, and so began the proceedings.

Perhaps it was a matter of deliberation, as only Grand Duke Andrei had heard it all along the way.

“Ross, there are too many thieves in your territory to take care of. You can't take your own team to kill them. Your Majesty has sent a notice that if you don't take care of them, your Majesty will be furious.” Ross was an uncle with black eyes and brown hair, but he had a very distinctive curly beard on his hands, and he didn't know how to make it in this century without ionic hair.

“Carrot, the harvest in your territory this year is not good enough, and while I appreciate your hard work, I hope you can make up for this year's taxes next year.” Kellot is an uncle of Hangover. He only kept a handful of unknown black objects under his nose, not knowing whether it was nose hair or beard. Although he was white, he rarely had dark hair eyes. When he heard the words of the Grand Duke of Andrei seriously, he nodded with his face on his face, and when he saw the eyes of the Grand Duke of Andrei to others, he regained the Hangover.

“Goons, pay attention to the barbarians in the west. Our harvest is not so good. Naturally, they won't get better. This year we have to be prepared for the autumn breeze.” Goons is a grown man with a scar on his face, silently he moves his face only when the Grand Duke of Andrei smiles, and at other times his face is as if it were cast on bronze. When he heard the words of Grand Duke André, he nodded steadily and his actions relieved Grand Duke André.

“Kane, the coast is bothering you, goddamn Gauls, damn Romans.” Big Duke Andrei didn't say anything, but everyone here knows that even children have a slight impression of these - the Celts were crushed by the Gauls until they took over the entire British island from racial integration.

And the Gauls are the ancestors of the French known as the French Gaulu chicken.

“So that's it for today. Let's disperse.” Knowing that the Grand Duke had a few knights with his son's heart, he smiled, bowed down and retreated.

“Hoo, so tired, next is my baby son, baby son, baby son ~ ~” silly smile, all the years of touching the sword rough hands made him not dare to push too hard, even more afraid to pinch the son's tender face, afraid to accidentally crush the son's tender face, can only rub the son's face with that big face that he thinks is not aggressive.

“That's right! Marci! Marcie! Show Marcie! Our son! Our baby boy!” Humming a strange English folk song, holding the child, walked into the inner courtyard of the castle at a floating pace, through the cool and beautiful corridor of the inner courtyard, to the bedroom, but saw a silver-haired beautiful woman in the gorgeous room sitting on the bed with a pale face, lazy and reading in the sun with a sheepskin roll, the whole person filled with intelligent beauty.

Seeing the same male lion-like Grand Duke walking in with the baby, placing the parchment roll next to him in a wooden nightstand with an amazing glow on his face: "Andrei, is this our child? ”

“Ha ha, yeah, honey, that's our kid, the future Grand Duke. Ha ha...” quite happy to hold the child and tease him with his wife.

“By the way, darling," Marcie, who fainted on the day of the production and did not recover until these two days, suddenly turned her head towards her husband, the master of this land, Grand Duke Andrei, and asked, "What's the child's name? ”

“Uh...” Grand Duke Andrei's face was stiff but he couldn't speak.

“Honey, don't tell me you haven't named a child in three days.” Marcie smiling... so scary!!

“Well, honey, I'm hanging on to your body, and I want to talk to you about your baby's name when you get up.” Yes, Grand Duke, but the cold sweat just makes me think of a good excuse to get a full and full kiss.

Marcie's smile was brilliant, and she snuggled gently in the arms of Grand Duke Andre and asked, “Honey, what's our baby's name? ”

“How's Kerall? Keral Etok!” Grand Duke Andrei said aloud and proud.

“What a nice name, so... this is it?” Marcie asked softly.

“That's it!” Grand Duke Andrei said loudly, roaring like a lion frowned and kissed Marci: “Baby's still here, don't be so loud. ”

Andrei Grand Duke, who was supposed to be overwhelmed, laughed like a fool.

{Kerall...? OK, new parents, new body, new name, let it all start over...} Close your eyes gently, something in your heart as if you put it down, accompanied by Grand Duke Andrei's loud voice, Kerall fell asleep with this new name.

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PS: Thank you for editing Green Bean, Xiaoyuan supports me in finishing my book.

PS1: Because someone complained that the reset could not be docked with the original text, eventually decided to reopen a book, the time is undetermined, it is not expected to be signed, so I intend to write it in the form of crowdfunding, now there is an "Unlimited Journey of the Sage" to write, so tentatively plan to write a minimum of 50,000 words reset for 5 yuan per person per month, please join the group of students willing to help me complete the reset plan: 231427038, the verification problem is the book title.

PS2: Volume I was reset to: Rewrite the Chronicle, add a new copy: Shadow Nation, Fiona Knights, Red Branch Knights, add a new character: Skaha, Son of Light, Kuchlin. Insert; Magic Species, Mythical Creatures; Volume 2 resets: Kerall begins his journey across the continent with Hero and C.C., and on his journey to Rome, Greece, Macedonia, Egypt, etc. where he meets Nero, Alexander, Gilgamesh, etc. and takes part in the Olympics; you can see that it is almost completely rewritten into another book, each word is knocked out one word at a time, I may put it up for updating in the future, but if you urge more people into the crowd, the more updates there will be ~