My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 429: Janice Royal College

PS: Here comes the second one...

PS1: * * Can't stop for less than 4000... am I the kind of type that gets excited when I write H?!

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Since the orphanage fire was an emergency, Esther and Joshua in fact resigned from the guerrilla association a moment later to make up for the assignment.

There were only four people left in the room, Coloss and Kerall.

“Klaus, can you come out here for a minute? I have something to say to you.” Kerall whispered to Koros, as Dean Teresa was already mentally exhausted from responding to the arrival of people in a row, and is now sleepy.

Gently nodded, and Khlos and Kerall walked out the door.

Mikasa is incredibly stable sitting by the window looking out.

“It is estimated that the real culprit behind this one is that the mayor did not run away.” The two of them stood at the end of the hallway, looking out the window and nobody bothered them, and Kerall made Khlos nervous, squeezing the corner, and she asked nervously, "How can you be sure? ”

“I assume they set fire to Mother Teresa last night just to drive them out, burn down the house and then homeless Mother Teresa could only accept their assistance and accept their terms, so they came here today to see if Mother Teresa changed her mind - under the guise of assistance and visitation.” Kerall leaned by the window, his elbows holding the edge of the window, his hands holding his chin and smiling lightly out the window: “The mayor is still quite capable, if not your enemy. ”

“Mr. Kerall...” The bureaucratic Colosseum dared not to exit at all. She implicitly felt that Kerall had broken through her disguise, but there was such a fortune that if she hadn't seen what she was saying, she would have revealed herself.

So shut up.

“Rest assured, whoever the enemy is, I will stand beside you.” Kerall said softly.

“Yes…” bowed his head and dared not look at Kerall's tender gaze at Colosseum as a faint mosquito.

“By the way, Cross, could you do me a favor?” Kerall laughed.

“What?” Coruss looked up at Keiral with a slight surprise, and Keiral had always behaved in an all-encompassing way, and now Keiral is asking her, which is a strange thing.

“Well, my men and I, who are not very good at the words, languages and languages of the Kingdom of Libel, can talk to you like this now and rely entirely on the magic of magic, so I was wondering if, if it were your school, Royal College of Janice, we could learn a little bit more simple language of life before the festival.” Keiral crooked his head and said in a distressed tone: "So I need your help. I wonder if you and Mikasa could arrange for me to study at Janice Royal College a little bit. ”

Kerall's words made Khloth's heart jump. Is Kerall suggesting something? Are you reminding her of something?

Normally, you wouldn't ask an average student to do something like this, would you? But what does he mean by asking himself?

In a moment, Khloe's mind turned a thousand thoughts, but she couldn't think of what Kerall was thinking.

“Hello, Khlos, Khlos.” Kerall's voice of concern was in his ear, and Koros turned back and found a hand suddenly appearing in front of him.

Keiral's swinging right hand turned in front of her and saw her look back. Keiral smiled with apologies: "If you can't, forget it. ”

When the embarrassment was seen by the other party, Koros blushed: “I didn't say no... can you just wait for me for a day?” Cross looked up and asked, "Can I come back tomorrow? ”

Mr. Kerall doesn't need it anymore? Keiral showed a smile on her face and patted her head. Although she was quite tall, she still didn't see enough in front of Keiral 1 meter 86. Keiral smiled easily at her head.

Instead, she's blushing a little shy because of Kerall's intimate behavior.

“So we're leaving today, and I think Mother Teresa is asleep, too, so go straight back to school, Khlos.” Kerall's words gave Colosseum a nod.

Kerall was generally satisfied with what happened today.

Because he separated Colosseum from Estelle Joshua.

This is really necessary.

The relationship between them is friendship, and if it develops again, it's a little troublesome.

Kerall didn't want to stick around her best friend Estelle when he attacked Colosseum himself!

Kerall doesn't have much time, and there's nothing he can do about it in his time of urgency.

For people at this level of Keiral - so-called secular codes of ethics are set by them, Keiral naturally doesn't have much psychological pressure, even if it is said to be a big thing, or a hero, what kind of hero is it to be scared of footsteps by other people's mouths?

Exactly what we call each other's heroes, my enemies, other countries don't like, talked about, shouted, that means that we did the right thing, there are so many people in modern society who don't understand, holding the Western newspaper news as if it is the first class of people to criticize many matters in the country, even this doesn't understand, still want to die?!

Kerall remembers his position firmly - he came to the continent as a vengeful man, and until he finds his true enemy, everyone on the continent can be... enemies!

Of course, the cuteness of Khlos makes him one thing, and then revenge on society is another.

On the way back with Mikasa, Keiral noticed a hidden corner underneath a cliff that was not easily noticed.

“Mikasa, wait here for me.” Kerall dropped this sentence, and then a pair of wings appeared behind him, jumping off the cliff.

As I said before, Keiral has enormous magic every time he embodies his wings, but when he fantasizes about his hometown, there's nothing wrong with it, and there's nothing wrong with it.

The wings were fixed, then Kerall took a gliding position while the sea breeze slowly drifted down to the corner of the cliff...

It's an interesting thing.

Who puts things on such a cliff, a secret place where no one can go?

If you weren't a magician with special magical abilities who could get it, you wouldn't want to be a secret that no one can tell you, would you?

Kerall thought with a little joy. (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.)