My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 034: Slaves and Children,

PS: I went to work at the bank today, so busy, the efficiency of the bank, you know... all afternoon there, it was really bad.

PS1: Tomorrow too, but I'll stick to two more.

PS2: So ask for the ticket a little bit... is it too late for everyone else?

“Leighton, I need these Gauls and orphans. Can you help me get them?” It has to be said that Keiral can only intervene in this matter by borrowing Leiden, the man who has just joined the war, otherwise it is difficult for Keiral, as an ordinary man, to get into the whole thing - even if he is the son of Grand Duke Red Leaf.

“Yes, they don't care about any of this, so there should be no problem.” Leighton set up instructions for the next person to do these things.

A few of the knights next to him immediately went to tell the other chiefs that Leighton and Kerall were still worth a little money. After the knights had run away, the massacre slowly stopped, and the Gauls, who could escape their lives in captivity, would not resist and flee, and all of a sudden they were captured.

“Yay, forgot to tell my father not to kill all of them," Kerall suddenly screamed.

“There is no need to worry about that, Grand Duke.” Layton said creepy words with a smile. “That is precisely why His Excellency the Grand Duke is so pleased. ”

“What a waste.” Whispering, Kerall shook his head: "Okay, how about we pack up the prisoners and take them back? ”

“I'm going back first, Leighton, and remember to bring these orphans back.” Keiral pointed as he watched several children with broken clothes walk out of the ruins slowly against the wall.

“Come on, Dad's coming.” Zema turned around and Kerall whispered to Dinesha and others.

“Wait, Master, who are these people?” Looking at the outfits of Dinesha et al., Leighton asked, who implicitly guessed their identities.

“Well, you know, it used to be a sword, but it's going to be my SS.” Kerall nodded softly and smiled.

Being a squire should not refer to the monarch's actions and orders, Leighton nodded softly in the spirit of a knight to faithfully execute Kerall's orders.

And Kerall fled in the smile of the swords.

“Daddy's here... poop.” Dinesha smiled and repeated the sentence, then gently deformed Kerall's smile.

“Hello, Dinesha.” Looking at the rest of Shinobu's swords, even Atolis behind him shrugged his shoulders and Keiral shouted with great dissatisfaction.

“Yes, yes, you're boss, you're in charge.” The smile on Dinesha's face doesn't diminish, and she can't see the look on Kaylar's face.

Keiral had no choice about this woman with a smile and a ripe peach smell all over her body. This woman was not only powerful, but cunning. For her, Keiral felt a sense of failure all over her body.

“Huh, let's go, we'll be in trouble when Daddy gets here," Kerall scratched his head. If he goes back to his mother for help before Grand Duke Andrei gets angry, Kerall is honestly sure to avoid trouble, but it's absolutely beyond imagination that Andrei will be beaten!

Kerall knew very well, so he fled quickly.

Gavin or something, just stay here and bear Dad's wrath.

Kerall was happy to leave Gavin here with his own men, at least three times faster than he had come back to the realm.

First of all, it's naturally home.

“Hey, this is your house!” Looking at the luxurious manor, Sofia couldn't help but scream, “That's too...”

Luxury? Pretty or luxurious? Extravagant?

No word can be found to describe Kerall's estate, saying it is luxurious, but the periphery of the estate is occupied by a herd of cattle flowers that bloom like flowers on a wall, and if it is ordinary, this ordinary red wall green tile will take ordinary people a lifetime of hard work.

“Young master, you're back.” Keiral's unicorn was so recognizable that someone had already reported it to Cyber, and then a line of maids bowed in the absolutely seductive stockings of this era, and only a skirt with long thighs made even the swords' faces unbearable.

Good thing Atollis had been through this battle a long time ago, and the first time he met, he was even worse off than these swords: he was so ashamed that he even came out with a sword and was going to chop people, good thing Gavin was next to him, otherwise he might have a fever in his head and he really did something about it.

“Hey, hey! Don't be ridiculous. Are we going to wear this disgraceful costume?” What I didn't expect to call out was the appearance of a fake kid, but a pure lorea outside of the inner world. All I saw was Rolujah screaming red-handed dancing.

“Calm down, Rolujah,” Inélie's hand carried on Rolujah's shoulder.

“Ha ha, no way.” Kerall smiled softly: "Now, if you like the Great Sword costume, wear the Great Sword costume, and when we're built, we're discussing this, if you think the Great Sword armor is good, and if you don't like it, I'll design it for you —— of course, if you like the Maid costume, you can't wear this. ”

Kerall dramatically abused.

He wanted to see a surprise or anger on Dinesha's face, but Dinesha just smiled.

Keiral sighed softly: "Well, you'll be wearing maid's clothes in the future. ”

“Hey, hey! You're serious!” Sophia, who thought Kerall was joking, got up in a hurry.

Shoulder shrugged, Kerall jumped off the horse with Priscia in his arms: "whynot? Why not? ”

“It's like a grumpy little kid,” Innery said calmly pointing out Kerall's mood changes.

“Oh, like a child.” Dinesha smiled and looked behind Kerall, repeating what Inélie had said, until this time when Sofia and Lorea discovered that she had been directing them, reassuring the monster of Priscia, decisively killing Kerall, who had never made a wrong decision, just -- just a child under 10!

“Turns out he's just a kid... No, Sister Inélie, what are we!” Kerall's performance made Sofia extremely self-righteous.

“Smaller than him.” Dinesha smiled and took a fatal blow. Sofia was sunk in a flash.

The victorious team returned on the fifth day, bringing back some 30,000 Gaul prisoners, the rest of whom had been sunk or died in Ira, along with some 3,500 orphans - all of whom were survivors of Ira, their parents died of Gaul, and they are now homeless poor people… Without Kerall, their future would most likely be a new generation of displaced people or some silent gutter.

But now that Keiral is here, Keiral, who has changed the fate of countless people because of his wings, doesn't mind changing the fate of many more people...