My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 473: Ten Laughing Moments

PS: Two o'clock... go to sleep.

PS1: With a downpour, there's really nothing to talk about, all kinds of exhalations.

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Colos was slightly reddish, but pretended that nothing had happened, deceiving herself about Kerall.

Kerall smiled and others nodded, only teasing Colosseum in the eyes, as if she had just had a glass of rich red wine, and slowly and vigorously opened up in her body, showing her shyness and charm with a stunning red spot on her face.

“Hi, I'm Keral-Etok.” Kerall grinned slightly. If it's a normal person, it's just a simple salute.

But with Kerall's temperament, and Coloss's intimacy just now, the gift was a little too big.

All the soldiers were busy paying tribute to Kerall: "Hello, Mr. Kerall. ”

“Hello.” Kerall smiled slightly, then sorted out his collar, and suddenly there was a murky smell in it: “As the princess said, I was the archmage and advisor she hired. I wonder where the wounded are now? How many wounded? How many are seriously injured? How many minor injuries? ”

Everyone looked at Kerall face-to-face, and looking at him closely didn't seem like a lie, so everybody looked at Koros and wanted him to come up with an idea.

Coros had not seen Kerall's healing magic, but apparently she had heard a lot about Kerall's magic skills before sleeping in the same dorm as Estelle, and Kerall had always maintained the motivation and strength to convince her, so here she chose to believe in Kerall.

She nodded gently at them.

I don't know why everyone feels a little weird.

It was like the two of them had been discovered secretly, but there was a serious pretext to cheat.

They don't hate the princess looking for a boyfriend, because of the princess's age and excellence. They haven't been looking for a boyfriend. It's probably for the kingdom, but finding a boyfriend isn't surprising. Little girls at this age don't have a boyfriend.

But now he says he's a real magician, don't they really have feelings for each other? Or is it true what they say when they have a personal affair? Or do they have personal feelings, but lie to cover up their relationship?

Either way, Kerall looks professional.

Everybody's a little stunned.

But Kerall was not stunned, and when he saw that no one had answered him, he looked at Koros.

“Well, I don't know.” Khlos spoke with some shame.

“Huh...” Kerall sighed softly and shook his head: “Or, slightly deficient. ”

“I'm so sorry.” He lowered his head slightly shamelessly, Colos whispered.

“Let's teach you the first lesson.” Kerall shook his head and smiled softly: “Remember, the most important thing on the battlefield is information, from detail to absolute information. ”

“What are your total numbers now?” Kerall asked.

“There are 400 of us left in the palace in Albert.” Would it really be nice to tell an outsider how to set up his own troops by making a few others frown?

“Eh, it's really nice to be able to hold on to 400 people for that long.” Kerall nodded softly: “When I came up, I counted a few people around you, about 1,500 people, and I don't know how many Kings, but they seemed to have an advantage in numbers. ”

“What, 1,500 people here alone? Richard, is this the guy whose entire national intelligence service is here?” One of them spoke in anger.

“More than that, there must be hundreds more in the city to sustain the Royal City, and at least 2,000 others!” Another one of them said.

Everyone else showed their grief, 2,000 people.

In terms of their strength, which is only 500 men, there is no match.

Besides, the other party also has Colonel Richard, the Sword Saint disciple. How strong was Sword Saint in that year? These Royal Guards are veterans who retired from the Battle of Hundred Days. Naturally, they know how strong Sword Saint disciples are.

He is a guy called the Royal Military Nova. He is even more unpredictable in martial arts, and counts as a magical creation that the other side has never revealed.

For a while, everyone was saddened by the clouds.

“Rest assured, the other side has a conductor gun and three times as many enemies as we do, which means that the other side has no confidence to attack, and their ultimate goal is simply to surround you here until the end of the matter.” Kerall's smiling words relax their hearts.

But Koros looked at Kerall rather melancholy, and while Kerall was right, he hid the most important thing: she couldn't get out! She had to go out before she could build her plan.

The other side couldn't get in, but she couldn't get out.

But now that the military's heart is in need of good news and no worries, Coloss's heart's worries are not stretched, only to wait until he is alone to ask Kerall.

“Then let's look at the wounded.” Kerall said openly.

Everyone nodded, and then Koros took Kerall to the other hallway.

Mikasa maintained her usual style, just keeping her mouth shut and behind Kerall, as a dedicated guard.

“Gather the wounded, divide them into the seriously injured and the slightly injured, and begin treatment.” Kerall followed Koros as he spoke to the others.

He was born with a compelling ability, his language, his limb movements, his temperament, his words, they all revolved around him.

It was born like the sun. He never lacks stars around him.

Mikasa suddenly understood why Nero, Artoria and the two men of the world were willing to share a husband together.

Altoria, with 200,000 knights, sees her as almost 800,000 heavy infantry fighters with four infantry fighters, while Nero's position as the emperor of the largest country on the Knight's continent is bleak.

Can you describe the whole thing?

The more you know, the more respect you have for these high-ranking people. Mikasa, as an intelligence agent, naturally knows what they are capable of.

So even if there was a Colosseum around Kerall, and a group of Royal Army SS that had just met was sent by Kerall, she was not surprised.

This is the personality charm of Kerall, reaching the MAX level of affinity and ability to make it easy for Kerall to connect with anyone, and the vast knowledge of Kerall to talk about anything shallow or even deep...

Let's just say it was a female killer... Misakasa, who sighed softly, didn't think anything was wrong with herself. Most of them raised by Keiral since childhood were in love with their father.

Kerall is the only one who can satisfy the image of a tall, full father in his mind.

So we're all about the same, and we're not laughing all the time. (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.)