My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 014: Inside Forests

PS: Today, another hand-painted portrait of Yabean, the lead dreamer, how come nobody threw up and nobody voted?

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“In the name of King Joseph, King of Camelot, I bestow upon you the title of wise man. ”

Half-kneeling on the ground, Kerall looked at the long sword symbolizing etiquette and swung around his neck, very cold.

It was supposed to be kneeling on both knees, except that it was the knight's understanding that courtesy of the wise came from Jane, so only half kneeling was required, and under King Yusuf's authority, Kerall officially received the title of the wise man.

The banquet continued after Kerall was authorized, but most people still looked at Kerall's little circle, but didn't know what was in their minds.

“This is your uncle Birmingham, and this is your cousin Gavin.” The Grand Duke of Andrei points to a thin, tall cheekbone, which is obviously an aristocratic middle-aged man, he said.

“Hello uncle.” But he didn't say hello to Gavin, and while he was only ten years old, Keiral was already a vague and adult, he didn't say hello to Gavin.

“Well, there's a successor, Andrei.” Seems familiar with Dad, but with emotion in the conversation.

“Huh...” Andrei's dad just laughed, grinning exaggerated.

“Grand Duke Andrei.” A man suddenly appeared next to him, dressed up as a king's servant.

“Did you find out?” Father Andrei's face became all killer, and he could not forgive the assassin for targeting his own precious son or His Majesty the King.

“No, it's just a little clue, but...” Andre's brow gradually wrinkled in his ear, a pair of killer eyes swept through the banquet crowd, but it was intolerable, no indication, just nodded gently to the inner waiter, bowed and slowly left the circle.

The Grand Duke of Birmingham did not ask what had happened to the Grand Duke of Andrei, which was his prince's duty, but the Grand Duke of Andrei nodded to him: "John, we have to go first. ”

“Now?” Grand Duke Birmingham frowned, knowing what it meant to leave early at such a party as Grand Duke Andrei.

“Well," Grand Duke Andre has begun to greet Kerall.

“Why don't we get Gavin to grow it at your place?” Looking at the wind and fire in the Grand Duke of Andrei, Grand Duke Birmingham plays funny.

“Ha ha, always welcome.” Grand Duke Andrei replied and walked out of the banquet with Kerall.

In the carriage.

“Father, what happened to the assassin.” Keiral has yet to become conscious of being a little sage, just to look beside him with a frown and watch the murderous and exasperating Grand Duke Andrei unknowingly.

“The Gauls are here again, the assassin is the pioneer, well played. Killing King puts Camelot in a mess and then he can do whatever he wants. If he kills a few more Grand Dukes, he will earn money.” Grand Duke Andrei touched his mustache. Hey, smile. Don't look at Grand Duke Andrei's poor handling of politics, but he's definitely extremely sensitive to the smell of war, just a little clue to extrapolate things.

“Just how the hell did you find the assassin?” Andrei Grand Duke Bess understands that Keiral is not a knight, that there is no special feeling of killings among martial arts, even ordinary knights have a hard time with assassins' silent assassinations. Keiral, a 10-year-old child, finds that such a brilliant assassin really confuses him.

“Didn't I always drink fruit juice before, I've been watching people inside.” Keiral didn't hide it, he said directly: “The people inside are unhappy, happy, floating, thick, but that's the one person, with a smile on his face all the time, but not with the whole banquet, especially with a smile on his face, but without contact with anyone, just watching. This is particularly suspicious. ”

“Ha ha, you're talking about yourself!” Grand Duke Andrei is in a particularly good mood, pinching Kerall's face without exaggerating him or demeaning him.

“It was only in the end that he kept sticking to His Majesty that I guessed he was an assassin, after all I was a minority.” Kerall lit a little window, "he said.

“Well, thanks to you this time, but His Majesty also talked to you and forgot to be vigilant, otherwise you wouldn't be surprised.” The Grand Duke shook his head and laughed: "But bringing you here to earn the title of a wise man is an unexpected gain, and after today many people should be jealous. ”

“What, a lot of people spy on this title, Dad?” Kerall was slightly surprised to see King Joseph's performance today. It was obviously just an improvised joke about children at an ordinary banquet. Why is Dad so happy?

“Tomorrow you'll know.” Andrei looked at Keiral's expression and said it mysteriously, but to deliberately hang Keiral's appetite to beg him, who knew that Keiral nodded and stopped talking, as if he were an old man.

Grand Duke Andrei touched his nose, got bored, stopped talking and looked forward to tomorrow.

Upon returning to the Territory, the Grand Duke of Andrei immediately convened the highest meeting in the Territory, and several important figures arrived overnight. Instead, Kerall was not interested in this aspect and drove back to his estate.

The next day, the whole of Red Leaf Ridge entered a state of war, and Leighton was transferred directly to the front by his father. Keiral, who wanted to go to Nottingham Forest for a while, did not adapt to Leighton's absence. He smiled a little bitterly. This person is used to it.

Without riding your own white horse, even though riding is an exercise, hiking allows the whole body to move.

Ten-year-old children are almost as tall as Westerners, and Kerall, who has been drinking milk since the age of five, is very tall compared to those who don't even have to eat, just because he has never worked out and looks a little thin, but he is a lot taller than his average peer.

Instead of going into the woods, Kerall came into interest. He's been wandering around the center of the hut lately. Now the annoying Leighton isn't around, and he doesn't have a horse. Go wandering around the neighborhood, maybe he'll run into a warcraft or something.

Kerall thought, but with the dagger that had been following him, he chopped off a piece of wood and slowly walked towards the forest.