My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 059: A Solicitation from Alexander the Great

PS: Well... pleading!

PS1: I haven't been feeling well lately... I don't know why...

“The wise man in front! Wait a minute!” The voice is huge, like a normal man yelling, but after the cautionary swords saw someone, there was a little understanding, in the figure of this guy... I'm afraid it was just a normal speech!

Only this two metre tall giant came to Kerall, with a follower, accentuated Greek.

The glory of the Greeks in the past is obviously now completely broken. Looking at the tall man coming over, the swords, although they think the other side is unlikely to be an assassin, pulled out their swords and cried: “Stop the visitor, the former kills without forgiveness! ”

“Hahahahaha...” His voice sounded like thunder, roaring with laughter: “I am Alexander, king of Macedonia? Iskandar! I ask thee, thou wilt be my prime minister, and share the world with me!! ”

“Sire!!” Kachanda shouted, but was stopped by a wave.

“If you are willing to share the world with me, I am willing to be brothers!!” Perhaps it would be shameful, even hypocritical, for other authorities to say such things, but Kerall knows that if Alexander really is, I'm afraid he's telling the truth!

Can say: How can the Emperor's heart not be so broad when he leaves wealth to others and leaves hope to himself?

“Don't." Smiled and refused without hesitation.

“Why!” asked Alexander, a serious face collapsing and scratching his hair.

“You see, Greece is going to rebel, there's the Persian Empire under the Black Sea, and there's a Roman Empire on the left, and you say I left my people so fond to suffer with you? If it's a bad thing and I'm afraid there's a killing problem, why should I go with you?” Kerall smiled and said, of course, he knew history. How could the Historical “Empire Killer" of the famous “Macedonian Square Array" of Hehe, who had to invent the infantry Grad Cavalry after killing Greece, Persia, and the bigger the legions along the way in India, be killed by a small rebellion and a great power?

Does he know about history?

“Even if Greece was a bunch of people, Rome was now 708 by the poisoned woman, and the Vikings were 708 by my father...” Brother Kerall's palm gently stroked the unicorn's fur: “I don't think you can conquer the land across the sea. ”

“Gilgamesh, the king of gold above, is fighting the king of silver, and coming down one you can't walk in your pockets.” Kerall smiled and said, "And it's the Red Leaf Ridge fleet that dominates the sea! Let's talk about investing when you get through the English Channel safely. ”

Kerall smiled, three words and two words clearly analyzed the layout of the whole world, and it was obvious that in the country, because King Joseph's physical condition was getting worse every day, the clandestine struggle was no longer on his mind, and his eyes were already on the whole world.

“Beautiful! Nice analysis!” A big drink shook Kerall's ears all tinnitus.

“With the help of people like you, we will be able to attain the world before the age of 40! Why don't you and I split up?” The seemingly brainless words came out of his mouth, and the others looked like idiots. In fact, Kerall knew what kind of man he was: “You don't care about the result of conquest, just enjoy the government process...”

“Too bad! Me and you are not going all the way! I was supposed to leave you here forever, but I'm not a scumbag! When you conquer Rome, I'll settle the whole Camelot, and the two of us will have a fight! You go!” Keiral was very energetic, he could not be harsh about Iskandar, king of the conquest of Hao Mai. Rather, it was in Camelot's best interest to leave this great emperor forever in his senses, but he can't even bear this idea now. Perhaps the other party stood in front of him so bright and polite, without any doubt. Let's talk about it, anyway, Keiral suddenly became interested!

“I go east from Camelot, you go west from Macedonia, and I will support my king and you will prevail! How about it!” Keiral smiled and reached out his hand, but made the King of Macedonia laugh haha: “Auxiliary King?! Auxiliary who? King Joseph is gradually sinking into the West Mountain, and his children are nothing more than princesses with no blood ties, unlike Camelot and Rome! The blood that Rome does not value here is overwhelming! The dead King Joseph represents the beginning of the Camelot war! The Camelot royal family without a Crown Prince can't hold back the mess of becoming a worried royal family. Even if you want to serve the King, how can you serve without a King! So why don't you join me in creating a new world and share the world!! ”

At the end of the day, he still didn't give up on Kerall.

Joke, I know King Uther has an illegitimate son named Arthur.

Kerall smiled and shook his head and refused: "So five years later you're looking at him!” In Kerall's calculations, almost five years is when the Knights of the Round Table were completely established.

“All right, let's play! Five years from now, there will be no king worthy of your help. If not in five years, you will come to Macedonia to help me! If we did, we'd be in Rome ten years from now! I leveled Silver King, you leveled the Golden King, ruled out all the instability, and came back to war! How about that!” Iskandar shouted proudly: “Bet is still you! If I win, you'll be loyal to me. If I lose, I'll give you all the land! Macedonia only! How about that!”

Talking about the world's hegemony in the tone of Hao Mai, as if all this was just a captured thing. Only Keiral knew how serious this guy was talking, how serious his words were, and what he said was true.

Even Keiral gave birth in such a flash to the death of a taxi as a know-it-all.

But it was just a moment...

“Five years from now, we'll see each other again!” Kerall spoke loudly.

Alexander Iskandar never spoke again, hammering his chest with that arm that was bigger than Kerall's thigh, and then turning away with his own followers, Bankasunda.

The pedestrians walked back to the manor, but they were silent.

“Well, Kay, do you really plan on executing his bet? If you lose.” Altoria hesitated to ask, in Kerall's eyes, what she had to do to explain: “Of course I didn't say what you would lose, but if you did, would you live up to that promise?” To be honest, Denisa, they care about this, but they can't talk about it as guards.

“Not only that, of course, but what if there are only two countries left in the world… and the two countries join forces to destroy that organization…?” Kerall asked with a smile.

Leveraging the power of Alexander, king of the Babylonian Quartet, to wipe out all the weak and the weak, and then to fight him to the death, Kerall believed in having the long bow of England, learning the English heavy infantry of the Macedonian Square, and the English cavalry with the title, against which Alexander would not lose! The main thing is, as long as the two of us join forces, the Great Sword doesn't run away. In a word, he's dead!