My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 388: Beginning of a New Chapter

PS: The first shot, the electricity stopped for a while... I fainted, I was sleepy, I was so hot, I was bored, I wanted to sleep.

PS1: The same person definitely doesn't have it, see if I can get out of here by 12: 00, thank you for the rewards of "Shadow Dance Soul” and “Dream Demon”, and thank you for the monthly ticket of "Maotong Cherry".

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“So then things on this continent are temporarily over.” Keiral smiled as he watched a satisfied Islay slowly ride back on a white horse.

The battle between the swords is over, too, with the hands of little girls who have not yet been implanted with demonic flesh, holding one or two, or holding two faint twins, and slowly walking this way.

“Ah, it's over.” Nero's sentiments are so overwhelming that such a transnational criminal group has been directly extinguished, and the reason for this is really sentiment.

Kerall gently patted her on the shoulder, turning the horse's head around slowly toward the bottom of the cliff, where he was going to greet the returning swords.

“Welcome back.” Kerall smiled gently as he greeted Dinesha and others.

Despite the smell of him riding on a unicorn, most of the swords began to blush in the face of Kerall's smile.

But the only one who could tell Kerall I was back was Denisa.

With a smile peculiar to Dinesha, she responded softly: "Well, I'm back. ”

Envy, jealousy and other emotions appeared in the faces of many swordsmen at the same time, and, well, regret is the most emotional.

Many swords know that Dinesha pushed Kerall backwards while rotating, this way...

A lot of people's eyes started hiding and dodging.

“Then let's go.” Keiral pulled the horse's head off: “Let's start by putting these little girls together. ”

“Mm-hmm.” She nodded softly, and Dinesha became the leader of the sword, not just because she was the most combative and slept with Kerall, but because her steadiness was the most stable of the sword girls, and her intelligence was second only to Miriam's.

The battalion was right on the hillside, around the long cliffs, and everyone finally came back with a group of little girls. Although curious about these swords, it was clear that military discipline was the first. Nero and Alexander deserved praise alone, because neither Roman nor Macedonian citizens formed an army that was such a corps of beasts. Burning and looting were undisciplined, but had always been a disciplined, disciplined, righteous division.

“Are these the swords?” Altoria took 20 knights of the round table to Camelo, where she began to prepare for the college's students, and Aristotle had actually rushed back to Greece, so only Gilgamesh and Nero, Alexander, were surrounded.

He's talking about Enchidu, and he's an Orc himself, so he's interested in a lot of non-human beings.

“Yes, all the interns in the white uniform are not implanted with demonic flesh, they are human beings, but the girls in the clothes with the sword are the girls who have been implanted with demonic flesh. ”

“They will remain at the top of their lives for the rest of their lives, then forever.” Kerall looked at the twins who flattened the girls on the mat, and Kerall said with a little sadness.

These twins are more than thirty, but there are many interns, more than two hundred swords pulling one hand and more than a dozen others.

“That's good. Why would you say that?” It is indeed a good thing for Nero that eternal life and eternal youth bring eternal rule and authority.

For a king, who doesn't want eternal life?

“Loneliness is the greatest enemy. ”

“Even with eternal life, it's painful to watch your loved ones grow old and die slowly.” Dinesha gave Nero a chill with a softly sad voice on her face, and she couldn't help but look at Kerall and think that the man in front of her slowly aged and died, and Nero felt a little unacceptable.

“Getting old with him is the happiest thing, but unfortunately, when we were still young, he was middle aged, and when we were still young, he was old...”

Perhaps not yet for the other swords, but Dinesha's feelings were really strong, for two reasons, one being Keiral, who, when he rescued them, was just a master shallot, and although very mature, less than a meter and four tall, she couldn't help but want to hold him.

But now Keiral grows taller every year, until she's taller, and a meter or two, she doesn't have much of a height advantage when confronted with Keiral —— Keiral has grown from a meter or four to a meter or eight over the years, and even among Europeans, she's extraordinary.

The other one was for Claire's sake.

Claire recently fell in love...

This not only makes Dinesha so sad as "sister” and “mother”.

It's a lost feeling, and now Dinesha's the only one left.

But when I think of Kerall slowly getting old, and I keep it like this, Dinesha can't help but give herself a sword.

“Don't think about it so much," the warm words accompanied the warm hand patted on his shoulder, Kerall didn't really care about these things, to be honest in the fantasy country, even the underworld, after the province had gone, Kerall didn't care about them at all.

On the forehead of the group of faint twins, his hands pressed gently, one by one, his hands paused a cold touch, the other's consciousness slowly recovered, suddenly a corpse, staring at these people.

“Nothing, nothing, nothing...” Kerall scattered the healing magic, gently touching their heads and speaking softly, his language seemed to carry a special magic, slowly filling the two rings, the faces of the cold twins slowly softened.

“Awesome.” He shook his head gently, and Alexander sighed with admiration. He walked the path of hegemony. If he wanted to be so warm and comforting, his heart would be sidelined, it would be almost impossible for him to do it all his life.

If Alexander is the noon sun that makes people yearn and can't help but be afraid, then Kerall is the morning sun that makes people want to get close and feel warm.

The envy in Nero's eyes flashed away. Although he had slept with him, he had never seen Keiral so tenderly!

Enchi has secretly learned Keiral's skills, and Keiral's every move is filled with alluring powers, gentle or warm, and Keiral is always able to lift people's most primitive ambitions in the most common terms. Although Keiral's ability to control humanity is inherent in it, Enchi has been watching Keiral secretly for a long time, finding that Keiral has a strong linguistic appeal, but more than that, in physical movements, he makes people unconsciously want to believe his words.

That's Kerall!

Two twins were lifted, two swords were immediately eye-lifted, and they were taken aside. One was not to stop Keiral from saving others, the other was to look at them, after all, not all the way. The sword that had attacked Keiral was not without it, but was forgiven by Keiral and kindness.

Kerall has woken all the twins in less than half an hour, but more than two hundred mature swordsmen are watching, and there is absolutely no room for resistance in this group of little lorries between the ages of 14 and 15.

Lifting up the last of the little Lori twins, Kerall stretched his lazy waist: "Okay, now I'm going to head back to Camelot and be ready to organize my fifth voyage. ”

“Then I'll leave the college to you.” Keiral asked Alexander.

“Ha ha, of course, the plan is two years from now, we have to be ready now to have a stable continent behind us!” Alexander Mahmoud hammered his chest and shouted loudly.

“Well, then, please.” Kerall swept around and stayed on Gilgamesh's face for two seconds, when Gilgameston got angry.

He understands what Kerall thinks. It's a warning not to mess around!

Motherfucker, even if he's scrapped again, he can't possibly not understand how big these are. Kerall dared to look at people in the door and flatten them out. It really pisses me off!

“To be honest, maybe a fifth voyage you guys need Roccal to lead.” Keiral sighed for a moment and finally spoke.

“Why?” Nero wanted to go with Kerall, and naturally he was very concerned about it.

'Cause I'm a magician. ”Kerall laughed," The magician has his own means of movement, and I'm likely to reach each other's continent in a flash, so I may be about two years early, and then explore each other's strengths in those two years, early on to each other's weaknesses, track each other's countries, explore maps, and then make a detailed plan, with a single kill after the final round. ”

“Interesting.” Alexander looked at him and drank heavily: “Good, that's it. You go ahead, we'll meet you there at the latest three years, two years early. You have to get those guys in uniform! Let them know how great we are in the EU!!!” Alexander growled with his hands up and his voice was deafening, a huge human amplifier.

But the so-called soldier was eating him, and as he yelled, he raised his arms and cheered, not only the Macedonian army, but even the Romans began to cry out with Alexander's voice. (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.)