My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 256 Awards

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“Kay, what's wrong?” Altoria noticed the smile on the corner of Kerall's mouth and asked.

“No,” Keiral shook his head with a smile, introducing the students as a chauffeur, and Artoria was basically irrelevant as the dean of the academy, so Keiral was the lead person for her.

Behind them were a line of maids with swords on their robes and helmets, not that they didn't want armor, but their weak shoulders really couldn't hold a heavy knight's armor.

“Aslan, you did a great job in tactical classes and found sandy restrictions on horseshoes, excellent kids.” Kerall smiled and said, of course, at his age of 22, he was qualified to say a good word to a child as young as sixteen, with a faint plush lip.

These children will exercise and serve in the army for two or three years, and although they are treated as sealed knights, they will never have the strength to do so.

So it's estimated that they were either bullied or bullied.

And that's what Kerall acquiesced in, and they're going to get excited, and then they're going to be the middle-class pillars of the army, before they can be tortured and bullied.

The rule is, no matter what the army, bully the recruits!

It was mainly to suppress the arrogance of the recruits, who were then imprinted with the style and spirit of the army.

This is the army!

The army is inviolable. The army is inviolable!

But these thoughtful and glorious children will grow up to be the mainstay.

“Yes, yes, yes!! Your Excellency!!” The blushing neck cried out, excited to be remembered by Kerall.

“Young man, after entering the army, do well, knight of the seal, for the day to come.” Altoria patted him on the shoulder plate with a thump on his face.

“Yes, yes… yes!” His reaction was bigger than seeing Kerall, of course.

Altoria's reputation in the military is supreme and noble, if Kerall's reputation in the civil sphere is beyond the reach of anyone.

As a target of Artoria, it was really very exciting for the child of the undefeated God to see the idol. The child was so excited that he could not even speak clearly with trembling words, which made him very angry. His head was blank, he was just caped by Artoria, and then he pressed his helmet on his head: "Keep trying.” She patted him on the shoulder and walked to the next college.

“Kyrgyzstan, a great cavalry fighter with first place, unmatched on horseback, will be a fierce general in the future.” Keiral stood next to Altoria and began introducing her to the cadet.

Honestly, it's an honor to be remembered by Keiral. Although Keiral has over 200 IQs, instantaneous memory and the ability to divide the brain into a disk to remember anyone's Keiral, even the grass on the side of the road, can remember clearly. That's the advantage of high IQs, which is why smart people are easier to read than average people. Intelligence is not equal to intelligence, but it does provide a lot of convenience for this person, and then Keiral remembers everyone clearly.

But as a normal person, as a man of their own, it's really hard to remember someone insignificant, apart from a real relative, which means that if Kerall remembers them, they will be honored.

So the burden of explaining it fell on Kerall, and in fact she couldn't remember them either.

“Come on.” Altoria still sunk this face and encouraged the participants in a calm tone.

In fact, in her capacity, that's enough.

The Kyrgyz was then given a cape and helmet, and a sword.

Oh, the sword is the same thing that will happen when England crowns the jazz in the future, and must kneel beneath the queen and be swept around the left and right sides, which represents absolute trust and the honor of loyalty to the queen.

In fact, if the other person has a negative idea, the sword can cut off his head.

In fact, it's the most effective way to deal with the rebels. Cut off the head, nothing!

So this is a very serious thing.

When they knelt down, the fact that Altoria was just the right height to cloak them, the fact that they were 16 years old and they were over Altoria... made her feel depressed and made Kerall laugh for a while.

Sixty-six, it's exhausting enough.

Especially on such a solemn occasion, everyone seemed excited and excited, only they were a little tired.

This time Keiral rarely did not speculate and publicize the award, but handled the graduates very low profile, and when they got on stage silently, Keiral didn't want too many people to care about them, because it was a latent type. Ordinary small soldiers at the grassroots and central backbone.

They're not noticeable, they're not going to be very brilliant, like, a thousand things, but what's in their heads can really be something that can reverse warfare in wars around the world -- if they remember it on a tense battlefield.

“Are you tired?” Keiral walked behind Altoria and gently removed her cloak and shoulder armor, so that her shoulders could relax easily, even though there were two belts attached to her chest armor, it was also very relaxing.

She shook her arm and relaxed her shoulder: “Yeah, it's been a morning since I thought it was just a medal, and it's exhausting to think that if we're going to be awarding medals to hundreds of students in the future, it's not going to be a day. ”

“Ha ha,” said Keral Ha ha, smiling. “That's impossible. Only three people will get your medal in the future, otherwise it will be a mess. ”

“That's true.” Altoria sighed softly and, to be honest, she felt from the bottom of her heart that everyone was equal, even her king, which is why she founded the Knights of the Round Table directly in history.

But Keiral told her in this cruel world that there could be no absolute equality, not to say far away, close, that Morgan and she were both princesses in theory, but that she was of grassroots origin, without nobility, and could rely not on Keiral's support and the appreciation of Grand Duke Andre, but on her blood! She keeps King Joseph's blood! Blood!

If both are adopted daughters of King Uther, she knows that no matter what she does with Kerall, he will not support her. One is that Kerall admires smart people, and he is willing to play against smart people, friends or partners, and she is not smart at all.

Instead, she is politically a very young child of dental language, and without Kerall she would not know anything, especially in the domestic political situation!

So Keiral chooses to do what's best for him, what's best for him, and there's only one reason why he chooses to do it: blood.

And bloodline, it's origin.

Man, born unequal, no matter what society, the so-called communism, or capitalism, or the revolution, the so-called interests will always be in the hands of those few.

It was as if Camelot's entire resources were in the hands of only six of them, and it was difficult to imagine how many resources they could use and direct, and how many resources Kerall could mobilize in an instant for him to squander a research subject.

The so-called butt dictates the head, an ordinary farmer sitting in their seat thinking about the development and throttling of civil affairs, property, resources, people, water, land, weather, navigation, military, etc.?

They will only think of pleasure for a while. What follows is a sense of emptiness brought about by endless squandering, and emptiness brings them greater squandering to try to fill this void, and only a few years under the vicious circle will the great nations be defeated!

She was terrified, chilled, and must not let that happen, but could only maximize royal education, strengthen royal lineage, and make ministers of those with useful political wisdom and governance.

Being a minister requires the capacity of two parties: civil governance and acumen in political struggle.

Those with talent who can benefit one side, if not the political struggle, will soon sink into the ranks of small officials who can only govern one side of the land, not the nation.

And those who fight politically without governance are always just a driller, a speculator, a winner who comes to power quickly, but can't last, and a weirdo who loses without any reservations.

You have to scratch both hands. You have to scratch both hands. That's the hard part!

That is Keiral, and that is the way the heads of State live.

It's like the Grand Duke of Andrei. Can you say that they don't have the political wisdom to give up their voice in the chapel? Wrong! This move to retreat is pure. Not only will they not be caught attacking the grip, but they will not be doubted by King Joseph because they are in power because they are in power, and more importantly, if they are slandered or attacked, it is not someone else who speaks for them, it is King Joseph!

Good move!!

And Keiral's way of doing things is wrong, and there's probably no one else besides Alexander who has the capacity for Keiral. But when Keiral, as the prince, and as Artoria's husband, was covered in this identity, no matter how flashy he was, no matter how flashy and how talented he was, he added a brick to the royal prestige, and no one believed that a prince, his son or daughter would betray the kingdom in the future!

No minister would have such an idea, and Keiral's performance would be seen as Artoria's one heart! (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.)