My Wife, King Arthur
Chapter 25 Claymore
Chapter 023 Claymore
PS: The waves plugged into the big sword plot, I hope you like it.
PS1: I'm going to get some sleep tomorrow ~ Good night everyone!
“Suit yourself.” Kerall's heart was touched hard, but the more he knew, the more he couldn't panic, when the panic would make Atollis scream, and if he really screamed and was seen by Gavin, he could not escape the charge of molesting a young girl.
His face turned very calmly, but Kerall's heart was not calm at all.
He should be glad he's not in adolescence, otherwise he should have a tent in his lower body. That's embarrassing.
Returning to the campfire, Kerall swallowed a fish in silence.
“What's up, Kay?” Govington was under a lot of stress watching Kerall eat like water.
“No, nothing.” Kerall couldn't see a single look on his face, just slowly eating fish with his head down.
Atollis was only too late when Kerall wiped out the first fish.
He wrapped himself like a pussy, walked over with his face and looked horrible.
Gao Wen didn't dare ask what happened to the two of them. He just kept his head down and ate, and Keiral didn't dare say anything, and Atolis didn't know what to say. 'Did you see that? Did you find out? The fact that I'm a woman? ’
So the three of them ate the fish in this dull atmosphere and left directly.
It's just that two people suddenly find a very embarrassing thing.
During the escape, Atollis was caught behind by Kerall, and now even less horses. The two of them rode the unicorn together, but they were very stiff. Both of them did not dare to make too many moves. Kerall was afraid of something to stimulate Atollis, and Atollis was even more afraid of fate. The two of them were so stiff and bent on the back of the little unicorn.
In the middle of a big tree, in the middle of a big tree, Merlin laughed in her stomach extremely happy and insane, “Oops, my stomach hurts so bad, I can't, I really can't... hahahahahahahahaha...” Because no one at all, so she didn't have to worry about the image, her face with a belly smile all twitched.
“No, I know the little girl is very mature, but the girl is too sensitive! It's that little monster who actually shows embarrassment. It's so funny. It's so funny... ahahahahahahahaha...”
In Merlin's furious laughter, the three of them slowly left the Nottingham Forest and came to a hill.
Of course, it's all thanks to Keiral's search magic, otherwise the three of us would be lucky to get out of the woods, and we can find a way out of that.
“Through the small town ahead, you can reach Rai in another day's walk to the coast.” After an afternoon of getting along, Kerall also became natural and stood on the hill pointing to the river highway. “When it comes to time, we're a little faster than them. That's great. ”
They are naturally referring to a Knights of Leighton.
The title of the Knights is strange, not as many people as a Knights, but as an independent team, in other words, even if the Knights have only ten men under their command.
“Go into town and give or take, we'll take a day off and catch up tomorrow.” Commander Kerall commanded.
Both nodded and Kerall rushed out.
“Gavin, I remember this is your family's territory?” Kerall walked into the town on a unicorn and looked at the prosperous town. Kerall appreciated it and asked Gavin.
“Ha ha, but I don't remember much. I don't really care about the family.” Gavin's answer shook Kerall's head: "You can't do this. You have to inherit everything from Uncle Birmingham. ”
“Whatever. My goal is the greatest knight in the world.” Kerall was shocked by Gavin's childish appearance. Yeah, they're just a bunch of kids now. Gavin was nine years old, and he and Atollis were eight, and it's hard to imagine the three of them crossing the Nottingham Forest to watch the war.
“Huh.” Kerall shook his head, knowing that Gavin's goals had indeed succumbed only to Lancelot, which was a pity.
At the front of the hotel, the little unicorn dropped off and went straight to the market, while Gavin took the horse to the stables behind him, while Kerall led Atollis to the hotel.
“Give us a room for three," Kerall said to the bald boss.
“Wait, sir, young master.” Watching Keiral drop a piece of silver coin and walk up, the boss hurriedly stopped: “Young master, don't go up there. ”
“Oh, why?” Kerall asked.
'Cause there's a big sword up there. ”The boss spoke of fear.
Keiral didn't know what the sword was, but he smiled and waved his hand: "No, we only stayed one night. ”
Turning to Gavin, who pushed the door in, Kerall nodded at the boss and all three went upstairs.
The boss was in a hurry to jump, but didn't dare to stop the three obviously aristocratic children.
“Something doesn't seem right.” Looking at the empty hotel, Keiral shook his head and whispered to the people around him: "So the luxurious hotel is never afraid of no one staying, something seems wrong, but we don't care, just sleep one night and go. ”
“Mm-hmm.” The two nodded, Kerall opened the door to his room and walked right in, with three very clean beds and a tulip on the nightstand, looking very clean and comfortable.
“Take a break, I'll see what I can eat.” Kerall nodded, rushing for an afternoon, and the fish he ate at noon was already digested.
“Then please.” Neither did the three men act like official masters, but rather like friends, Atollis did follow the knight's etiquette strictly, but one scene embarrassed both of them on the way, rather than being a master servant.
Kerall walked down the stairs and just happened to have a face to face with a woman.
Keiral stunned, the other party's silver hair was no more than his own, but his eyes were silver, which made him feel very pretty, his ears pointy like the legendary elves, but he was wearing armor and a cape, which made him doubt her identity, and a sword with a lot of weight behind him made Keiral sweep for a long time.
“Kid, let's go.” The silver-haired woman glanced slightly at Keiral and said.
“That's right, kid, this place is about to be destroyed. Oh, fuck off.” Another blonde dressed just like her threw a bag of silver coins at the counter and smiled and threatened Kerall.
“Are you the swords?” Kerall reflected violently.
The silver-haired woman who rubbed her shoulders suddenly stopped and continued to walk up, with sadness and peace in her voice: “Yes, we are Claymore...”