My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 282: The Great Sage VS Conqueror King

PS: Yooooooo, I finally have an opponent. I persuaded Stamp to open a new book. Now he's working hard to update it. Is it too boring to have an opponent!

PS1: He wrote a subject that I've been waiting for a long time [Ultimate Micro Fucking] Well, I recommended it to him first, and I'll update it with him when he's on the shelf! Book number 2499789 is connected below.

“Then I will introduce you to Your Majesty. May I see it?” By touching his beard, Aristotle was not afraid that any wise man would shake his position, and as the right-hand arm of the king of Macedonia, he had another identity. Teach Alexander 12 years of teacher!!

Therefore, his status is unbreakable, he does not need to be jealous of the wise, and unlike those who need superiors, he does not need it at all.

Perhaps that would make Teacher Plato angry, but as a speculator, I have to say, Alexander was his biggest throw and the most rewarding investment.

“No, no, no, Mr. Aristotle, I've heard so much about your studies, I wonder if I can teach you one or two?” Kerall smiled humbly, asking.

Yes, what Engels called “the ancient Hegel," Marx called “the most learned man in ancient Greece," and as a great encyclopedia scientist, Aristotle was naturally able to have its merits with his teacher Plato, his teacher Socrates, listed as the three great grandmasters of Greek philosophy.

Unlike Socrates' excellence in [pedagogy], Plato's excellence in [psychology], Aristotle's best is a word [blog], a learned blog!

If you really describe him as a modern figure, there is one person you must be familiar with: Leonardo da Finch!!

That's right, two people are this type of people, and one word to describe them is: stunning talent!

How does Kerall not see Hunting Heart?

The conversation between the two intelligentsia was endless. They talked from the afternoon until the next morning. This was the theme of the candle night conversation. When the two returned to God, it was because Aristotle was mentally weak that they complained and went to rest.

Instead, Keiral is free to absorb and discuss things with the two of us.

When Aristotle woke up this afternoon in a silk nightgown, he was embarrassed to invite Kerall to dinner.

Obviously, this is already viewing Kerall as a good friend.

“Hoo, Kai, you're so talented.“ As Aristotle followed Plato in his studies, he was accused by Plato of being so complicated that nothing could be done.

And of course he knew it wasn't right, because nobody could bring their energy and talent to life, but he just couldn't help but drill.

But when he met Keiral, this guy who could do anything to his appetite and drill deeper into it, the sound of it really made him want to talk to Keiral.

In particular, Kerall's unique insight into some other aspects of the problem is truly beneficial.

If it wasn't for the country to recommend Kayla, and this Junjie, he really didn't want to go to Alexander to spend time.

Just kidding, grinding scientists' time, you know how many thoughts a scientist creates a second, how far human beings can evolve! What a waste.

When Aristotle changed into a formal suit, Kerall followed him to Alexandria's palace.

Alexandria's palace is in the middle and highest part of Macedonia City.

In his words, “How can I, as the king of conquest, live in a small, low house, where I can see all my territory standing in my own palace? ”

In fact, this is nothing more than a big story after his ascension to the Macedonian throne. When his land extended to Egypt and Africa, he stopped talking...

“Alexander, Alexander. (Well, I don't know if it's a good idea to use Alexander, the habits of foreigners are all called Alex)” Before entering the door, Aristotle's voice had been heard.

“Oh, well, it looks like our sage can't wait.” Alexander's voice was so loud that the voices of Alexander were heard before they entered the second threshold. That's probably why he fought all the time. He practiced a good voice for the sake of accuracy.

Fortunately, he invented military music. Kerall was so glad he thought of Lily and Alexander's voice, he felt terrible.

“Look what I brought you.” Aristotle couldn't wait to scream when he just stepped in the door with one foot.

He couldn't help but recommend Keiral to Alexander.

“Oh, if it's Aristotle speaking of great virtue… is it Mr. Plato?!” Alexander's voice surprised me a little and then looked more at the door.

Kerall smiled slightly outside the door, not a little nervous, and crossed in.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh!!” Alexander stood up in a flash and, because of his awkwardness, he almost knocked over the table in front of him: "Isn't this Lord Sage, Keiral?! ”

Alexander opened his arms and came up, and Keiral extended his arms and hugged him: "Ha ha, Alexander, long time no see. ”

“Ha-ha-ha.” Alexander hugged Keiral so hard that Keiral felt his body squeezed for a moment and almost broke.

“What brings you back here? What brings you to Macedonia!” Alexander was a little excited and happy, coming over two stools, so he went on and asked, and he couldn't wait to scream to the waiters behind him: “Hey, get me a bucket of wine! And food! ”

“Ha ha, Alexander, you haven't changed.” Kerall laughed, as if to recall his reckless invitation to the show after the harvest.

Though they didn't end up walking together, friendship ended up at that time.

A series of subsequent moves were tacitly prepared for the final showdown.

The friendship between the two is really deepened by the constant movement of the two - though they've only seen each other once!

Both of them were young. Think of the recklessness in the beginning. It was just a young maniac, and then laughed.

Kerall has never forgotten the agreement between the two, and Alexander must be, which is why they have been working so hard for the upcoming showdown.

The so-called deliberate pact of young people does not give rise to the idea of a breach between the two.

On the other hand, because young maniacs are extremely difficult to achieve, the two people feel that a war like this in their lifetime is also good, and so on.

It's a man's deal.

The two of them put red wine directly on them, and now there is not enough food, and no one dares to luxuriously ferment wine except fruit wine, much less distillation methods.

So Alexander drinks as much as he drinks water.

“Hoo-hoo!” After a whole glass of wine, Alexander dropped the giant wooden glass in his hand: “What's the matter, how did you come to talk to me this time? ”

“That, that, Your Majesty, do you know?” Aristotle just had a big mouth that didn't close and was clearly overshocked. If he hadn't reacted, Kerall would have thought he was scared of Alzheimer's.

“Ha ha, what are you talking about? Isn't he Keiral, Keiral_Etok, the wise man of the Camelot kingdom?” Alexander Haha laughed and slapped his thigh. "Ahhh? Don't you know who he is? ”

“I wouldn't recommend him if I knew who he was, Your Majesty.” Aristotle smiled and brought a stool to fill himself with wine.

“So, Kai, what brings you here?” Alexander grabbed a dry squid and sprinkled it with salt and put it in his mouth.

Don't underestimate Macedonian snacks!

“Haven't you been in trouble lately?” Kerall held up the glass and asked with a smile, not knowing how much more elegant the action was than Alexander as King of Macedonia.

“Ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha.” Alexander laughed embarrassingly at his messy hair, because of his male hormones, his beard and hair were harder than ordinary people, and if he was really Macedonian and had a father with a mother, I'm afraid Kerall would have categorized him as an old fur.

You know, there are a lot of old folks like him.

Kerall was silent and dark, and Alexander reflected: "Well, are you here to help me? ”

“Absolutely.” Keiral pinched a dry tuna and said gracefully, because it is rich in sea salt in itself, so long as it is sun-dried, it is a very good drinker dish with Macedonian characteristics.

“Your four generals, Kachanda, West Liquid, Dolly Buy, and Lucy Maggie, each have their own skills, but they are very rigid about conspiracy tricks, and Dracula's talent is no less than yours, so let's not get tired of it.” Kerall grinned, “You can't deny that the world has geniuses.” Inevitably, Keiral remembered the blonde girl in white armor, JOAN... wondering how JOAN, once again carved by him, would shine in the next war?

Really looking forward to it.

Kerall thought silently.

“Ha ha, that's true, Dracula is very tricky.” Alexander gave a serious look and said, "And that rabid is not just a tough dog to deal with. ”

Homicidal maniacs are not scary, and maniacs are not scary, but when maniacs are combined with homicidal maniacs, the power that erupts can only be described in terms of terror. West Liquid is already busy with desperation, and Kasunda is tired of fighting in the face of Dracula attacks.

It won't take long for the two of us to collapse.

What's Kerall doing here? (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.)