My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 441 will count

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No unique occasions.

In the room, Kerall was asking Koros the same question.

“Who is he?” Kerall asked for his name, of course.

“One of the seniors at school," Colos smiled sweetly, not caring about the issue.

“No, I mean his more specific and detailed information.” Kerall said to Koros gently holding his chin.

“Specific information?” Koros was stunned, and Lan Xinhui naturally immediately guessed Keiral's position as her boyfriend.

“Is he…” Her position is naturally that of the Kingdom of Libel, and Kerall's position as her boyfriend is of course that of the Kingdom of Libel.

Looking back at the big problem Kerall said yesterday, she can almost guess.

There are undoubtedly only a few ways to destabilize the Kingdom of Libel.

Since it is called a conspiracy, it is obvious that a massive offensive against Libel is not possible, then there is only one thing left to do on the trail.

But the trail is not too big of a problem. The checks between the various regions of the Kingdom of Libel are extremely strict. Many Libellers have never left their homes, so there are very few places where they can do it. Then the only weaknesses in the Kingdom of Libel are the Queen, her, and her uncle, who can't do it.

The royal family is rare, which is actually deadly.

Kerall is also deeply aware of this, as is Camelot, and so is Alexander, and so is Uruk.

If it's hard to say, Nero killed his brothers and sisters very well, clean and clean, leading to the Romanian Empire as well!

Hard wounds.

Kerall sighed and nodded: “That's right. ”

“Yesterday at the old school building I heard what they said. ”

Keiral smiled small and talked: "Prison you, kill the queen, and push the incompetent prince to the throne. ”

“Technically, there's not much of a problem, is there?” Keiral made Colosseum bleak in one sentence, and she didn't do it for her rights, in fact, she was a very emotional person, and she understood her attitude toward the orphanage, so what she was rather chilling about was her uncle Wang's problem.

Her grandmother was old, her father died in the Battle of Hundred Days, her mother missed illness, and soon she had died. Her grandmother left two boys behind, and her father died. In theory, the throne would only fall on her uncle, but by giving birth to her mother, Lan Xinhui, a smart girl, was a much weaker woman than a man.

But with her grandmother carrying this country almost half a century ahead of her, she is the queen of the next step, there will be no big problem.

So they caught the key to the Kingdom of Libel - her uncle was indeed a piece of crap!

Waste in the waste!

But it's her uncle, isn't it?

This is a problem that emotional girls cannot look at directly.

“Rest assured, your uncle won't be involved, just because he won't be involved will make him a key part of the plan.” Kerall smiled comfortingly.

Colosseum's purple pupils looked at him with a moist eye, filled with confusion and doubt.

“Your uncle's a loser, isn't he?” Keiral's smile made her mouth pound and look at him: “You might have ambition if you had a little intelligent person, but you would never want to take responsibility if you had a naked piece of crap - and only one person can control it. ”

After a moment of inactivity, Koros had to admit that Kerall's words made sense. Only a man with no ambition could control them. His uncle's words would probably push all his work to the people he trusted and then travel around the country on his own?

And the one he trusts, naturally, is the one who pushed him to the throne.

It's a little chilly just to think about it.

“Relax, relax.” Kerall patted her shoulder gently and smiled, “It's not irreversible. ”

“The first enemies we can identify are: a man with a strong fighting power, close physical combat and Mikasa, and strong magic.” Kerall brought a book and sketched a man in a mask with a fountain pen.

It's a full body image.

Koros whispered to him, “What's the point of carrying a face? ”

“Oh, take it easy,” Kerall smiled confidently, then drew a parenthesis on his full body. Numbers marked: about a meter and eight.

And then on his hair: silver.

“This way, if you see a man so tall and silver-haired, you'll find more, won't you?” Kerall asked with a smile.

“Whoa...” A little surprised by Kerall's talent, Khlos just exhaled gently.

“To be honest, a conspiracy is a conspiracy, and when it's known, it's nothing.” Kerall held on to himself and knocked each other's body with the tip of a pen.

“The other is your predecessor, and then there's someone I don't know.” Kerall shook his head gently: “But anyway, since we already know each other's plot, and the other's plot is only a few moments away, if the queen disappears at that time and you're not in their hands, in their guts, you should bite hard, then take the opportunity to lift your uncle up, then you'll have an excuse to wave directly to calm the rebellion, and finally kill the uncle who threatens you the most. ”

Kerall called me to break my identity and Khlos blushed, but Mikasa couldn't understand the words of the Kingdom of Libel, so there was nothing wrong with that.

I glanced at Kerall so hard, and Koros looked so angry, "If you say that again, I'll be angry. ”

“Haha, as a princess, deduct one point, as a human being, plus one point.” Kerall smiled and pinched her face, making her happy.

Koros held his breath, but Kerall pinched him and laughed.

“But you could just say...” Khlos thought about it.

“Absolutely.” Keiral smiled softly. Confidence is not ordinary: “Conspiracy is this kind of thing, after all, you still can't get on the stage. ”

Keiral shook his head gently: “Once you know it, you can't succeed. It's that simple. Conspiracy is one coincidence after another that you can succeed. I prefer masculinity. One by one, it's inevitable that you can't hide from each other. It's called masculinity.” Kerall laughed with his eyes and explained these things gently to Koros. (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.)