My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 81: Near the Day of Sword Drawing

Chapter 086

Near the day of the sword draw

PS: It's getting late... I was hoping for two more because of the 2,000 collection... but obviously I'm not available today... check it out tomorrow... it's 2: 00 and I'm done updating my sleep...

“Aragon, you pick sixty younger brothers in each territory, twenty of them, including: statistics, politics, agriculture, plants, architecture, planning, design, engineering, civil engineering, manufacturing, physics, and so on, and then you go to the barracks with my warrant and let these twenty brothers take a hundred knights to a territory, unbeatably suppressing any resistance and planning to design everything in those territories, and I need a detailed plan report in a month. Command is led by my classmates in the military department, and I give them the right to freely examine the enemy's offensive and retreat. ”

Keral Rey walked toward the only two people around him: Artoria and Aragon in Aragon.

“Good teacher, I'm on my way.” The Aragon wind broke out of the Palace of Versailles, leaving Kerall with his family to reckon with.

“Father, is there anything else?” Kerall wanted to go, and the emotions were perfectly expressed.

“Nothing more, but I want you to know we're going to Wangdu next month to draw the sword.” The Grand Duke of Andrei looks a little old: “His Majesty is too fond of that woman. Damn, that woman and His Majesty haven't had a prince in years! I should have killed her sooner! Now if there is a prince, how can he rely on a sword draw to cut off who is qualified to be king... damn, these bloodless bastards..."

“Here he comes again.” With shrugged shoulders, Keiral had long been accustomed to the idea that the royal family valued blood, and that blood could evolve in the eyes of the old man, but the next generation must be the elite, and this ordinary style of sword-playing must be a disaster for a country.

Altoria took a deep look at the Grand Duke, as if he were going to print it deep in his head.

Gavin was also brought back by Kerall, and he and his knights, some 400 of them elite, one hundred of whom were knights sealed by the king himself, were obviously very loyal to King Joseph, which was why they rebelled directly against Birmingham's follower Gavin.

Obviously, this is very important. Every knight of the Seal has his own story. Their fighting power is extremely strong. Even if the Grand Duke of Andrei owns the Horse of the Demon, the Horse of the Demon must be damaged in front of the Seal of the Horseman.

The Horse Knight of the Grand Duke of Andrei has a sealed name, but there are 800 people in the district... These 800 people are the top heroes, the characters who can fight the lions with their bare hands and kill the monsters. It should be said that these 800 people are the essence of the Red Leaf Ridge armament!

And Gavin, as one of the future twelve knights of the round table, has no doubt about his fighting power, and as the head of the original knight who can destroy the other knights and Lancelot, he speaks for himself. Naturally, what kind of cage should he use? What else do they have to say as cousins?

One of the three will always be Kerall, even the other three: Kerall, Altoria, Lancelot.

“That... Kai.” The three of them were about to walk out of the Versailles Palace, and several times they hesitated, Artoria finally asked her questions.

“Hmm?” Kerall didn't answer either, but Gavin looked strangely at Altoria. For former childhood companions now suddenly become women, Gao Wen is not comfortable...

“What do you think of the royal family? In terms of blood?” Artoria followed Keiral that long or knew about these things, and her problem made Keiral hum, "Blood? While I acknowledge that something like that can make a child have a certain chance of being smart for both parents, it is clear that the education of the day after tomorrow is the key. There is little to say about descent, but the education of parents is the most important..."

Keiral's tone suddenly rejoiced: “But now that we have an academy, it only takes 10 years… No, it only takes five years for us to produce a large number of knowledgeable children… Twenty years from now, children will hand over their knowledge to their own children, and our academy will evolve continuously because of the accumulation of knowledge… The accumulation of knowledge is the best driving force for scientific advancement… Infinite exploration will one day lead Camelot to the gates of truth.” Kerall is happy as a poet at this time.

“No, I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about what you think of kings.” Artoria hesitated.

“That kind of thing doesn't matter.” Keiral shook his head gently and looked down at the red leaves and sighed softly: “If a mediocre and useless king is in control after his father's centuries, if a king who can remain acquiesce to me, as if King Joseph were, it doesn't matter if he's loyal, I need a big stage. You know, Al, I don't care who's king, I care who can give me this stage.” Keiral's words did not come as Artoria expected of him.

Keiral was a man of great affection, because he would not disobey his father and mother, and Keiral was a man of great pride, because he would never tolerate anyone interfering in his field, and Keiral was a man of understanding, and he knew where Artoria's pride was, so even when they slept, they still used her as their guardian knight even when they made love.

But Kerall will never allow his talent to die like all the talented scientists and politicians in history!

Obviously, two powerful figures emerged: the future King of Macedonia, Alexander with half the world, and the advent of Romano gave him greater confidence that he needed a stage, a big stage! That's how to show his talent, that's how to fulfill his dreams, that he's going to be incredibly great!

The four most famous generals in the West? That's just a little fame.

The Emperor of the East? That's just for the sake of historians.

Confucius of all mankind? After 5,000 years, it's just a matter of extending your theory across Asia, infecting the West, and it's really not known how many years later.

Kerall is going to lay the groundwork... nuclear vibration? String theory? Schrödinger's cat?

Unwilling! Unwilling! He's going to be the founder of everything! Physics, chemistry, mathematics, literature, agriculture, forestry, everything... he wants to be like no other!!

Keiral's ambition, Keiral's purpose, Keiral's ambition, Keiral's big stage!!