My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 243: License to Embrace

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Alexander's majesty deterred everyone.

The whole world is talking about an unexpected, long-distance raid over thousands of kilometers that made everyone realize Alexander's courage and grandeur, and Gilgamesh suddenly went from being a small king in the remote [hillbilly] countryside to being a giant monarch, so that Kerall, and even a lot of people on the continent, knew about the precipitation of this oldest country.

That precipitation is civilization, spirituality, a precious asset.

And that's what the Umas have.

At least as long as there's nothing wrong with the inside, the Umas will probably never perish, right?

For a while, everyone put Uruk on their list of threats, not even Kerall...

“Oh, it used to be careless.” Kerall had a little ink on the parchment with a goose pen, and he wrote with a smile of comfort, “Lily, what do you think of this Uruk? ”

“Ancient... and strange.” Altoria stepped out of her heavy correspondence and raised her head to open her mouth.

“Well, yes, and their weapons!” Kerall laughed. “Didn't you notice that their weapons are very advanced? ”

“ ”

“Best of all, they have shields and crossbows…” Kerall shook his head and picked up a crossbow from the side: “Look, Lily, the level of this folding crossbow is almost the best in the world. ”

“Oh!” Altoria glanced at Kerall with surprise.

“This crossbow is lightweight, fast and accurate. Despite insufficient penetration, it is already a first-class killing tool with reinforced crossbow arms.” Altoria, as a qualified soldier, can certainly see at first glance the good and bad of such crossbows, "more than that. ”

Kerall smiles: "Can you imagine ten people standing on the roof with this thing and shooting at you? ”

“Assassination, terrible.” Altoria shook her head and sighed.

“This is not the most critical. ”

Kerall shook his head and sighed, "We're not going to do this, but think about the Gauls we knocked down, the Scots, the guys we're going to conquer in the future, they're going to use this against me? Against you? Or the other Grand Duke? ”

Altoria got nervous with it.

“Kay, are you sure you want to start an invasion?” Her voice was filled with anxiety, and she naturally knew Keiral's plan from an early age, and Keiral planned something for fifteen years that would never give up because of her little anxiety.

So that's just the question.

“Lily.” Kerall turns around seriously and says, “You better not even think about it. ”

“Psychologically, people with retreats generally play half less than people without retreats. If you have a retreat in mind, you think a small English Channel can block the intruder...”

Kerall silenced for a moment: "You know what I mean? After so many years of being indulged by me, the English people are vast and sparse, and there are not enough people, resources or territory on the continent. In this age of coexistence, there are Nero tigers across the sea. In the future, there is an Alexander as an opponent, Hannibal of Carthage, Gilgamesh of Uruk, if nothing can be done now, they cannot be stopped by the navy alone. ”

“Expansion!” Kerall spoke softly: "Only by expansion will Camelot not be annexed and the autonomy of a country will be preserved. ”

“This sort of thing…” Kerall smiled with a clear smile: “Isn't that what the so-called state is all about? ”

Isn't it true that there are no eternal allies between nations, only eternal interests, and that countries are scamming each other?

Altoria smiled and was also infected by Keiral's condescension, shook her head and laid down her crossbow on Keiral's shoulder.

“Nah, Kay. ”

“Hmm?” Kerall smiled and responded.

“Shall we do it?” Altoria said softly with Kerall's ears.

This is Keiral's Mind-Sensitive point, where the two couples have long known everything about each other and naturally don't need any more extra testing.

“Yes,” replied Kerall warmly.

Then pop, pop... (this * * I'll throw in the group after writing)

“In other words, Kay.” Artoria snuggles in Kerall's arms because of her constant yoga exercises, Kerall is very soft and strong, and even an ordinary knight probably can't compare to him?

“Hmm?” Kerall asked, bowing his head.

“Denisa, what are you going to do about them?” Altoria did not use a political set for her husband, but asked directly and cleanly.

“You mean?” Keiral hasn't returned from the aftermath, and Keiral, who could have easily made her want to die since Altoria's body began to change, started a tough war with her - a war in bed.

“Don't play dumb.” She touched him with her elbow: “Aren't you still in your heart? ”

“I don't know…” Kerall silenced for a moment, watching the ceiling faint: “They followed me… for 11 years and three months and five days. And I don't know what face to use to face them. Smile? ”

“No, they don't need a smile.” Kerall knew perfectly well: "They needed me to hold them gently and disperse the haze in their hearts. But..."

“I can't.”

“It is impossible to say that we have been together for eleven years without feelings. ”

“But I couldn't face these girls who filled me with guilt... I...” Kerall suddenly held Altoria tight, like a life-saving straw: “I can't do it as if I saw those who died of my sins before... I can't hold them tight...”

“…” Altoria quietly grabbed Keiral's waist and looked at Keiral revealing a slight frown, or a face other than a smile: a collapse.

“I can't...” Keiral sobbed softly, embracing Altoria and slowly sinking into her dreamland, as if the child were whispering and dreaming again.

Altoria patted him gently on the back, slowly letting him fall asleep, and then the whole person put on a light pajama and gently stepped on the carpet and pushed the door out.

Outside the door there was only one maid who leaned on the door and lit her head slightly asleep, but did not find Artoria pushing the door out.

She grabbed a cape and put it on her shoulder and walked barefoot into the darkness of the corridor.

Though not a single person, she can clearly feel the breath of the swords hidden in the darkness.

Quiet, powerful, low-consumption, intelligent, easy to manipulate... organizations really make the perfect war machine.

Altoria lowered her head in darkness and slowly walked to the balcony.

There, Dinesha, dressed in white, with her sword on her back, has a faint charm under the moonlight.

“ …… ”

So silently came to her, Artoria didn't care much about her cape, she had started to be different from ordinary humans from the moment she lost her light.

“Master.” She spoke softly of a complex attitude towards the woman who had taught herself before.

“You, do you hear that?” Though she does not know how far the swords' senses are, she is able to clearly understand the power of what Kerall called the woman who “led the sword to a new evolution”.

You can't hide her ears at this distance, can you? With a gentle smile in her heart, she looked directly at her face and asked softly, "What are you going to do? ”

I, I don't mind sharing him with you at all, but it's another thing if you get his arms or not.

She had a twofold feeling of regret and burglary, a subtle feeling that ordinary people wouldn't understand.

“From the beginning, I could see the child's indifference.” Dinesha did not know what was in her mind, nor did she respond to Artoria's words, but rather looked out at the stars.

“A very cold look, that's a more numb look than the head of the organization I've ever seen. He has an elegant smile, a quiet temperament, but a slight indifference deep in his eyes...” Dinesha smiled a little bitterly at the corner of her mouth: “Like a cold handful. ”

“In addition to facing you, Andrei, and his mother. I've never seen him smile other than that.” Dinesha turned her eyes on Altoria: “I have to thank you for that, you changed him. ”

“I don't know about his past, I don't want to know, but...” Dinesha turned her head and stared at Altoria: “For the swords, I have to be there for him. ”

It's not just an ordinary crystal palace or a person.

Everyone has a creep in their hearts. Either way, does Kerall treat them the same way as they say?

Even if you understand the kindness of those around you, after all, the Sisters of the Great Sword are still filled with feelings of self-awareness and self-denial.

And then at this point, if Keiral uses a sword as a lover, all the anxiety and agitation will be solved, which is Keiral's idea, which is simple and quick, and most importantly, as long as he doesn't hate it, he doesn't hate it, then he doesn't care.

And the truth is, it's easier than he thinks.

Just because of love, just because of love.

So...

“Since he cannot embrace us, please give us his permission, Your Majesty.” Dinesha smiled and said to Altoria. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)