My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 481 Progress of Colosseum (24)

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“Wait, what you say is disdainful!” Instead, Estelle screamed in full swing.

“??" The three of them looked at the past equally puzzled, wondering why Estelle would say that.

“I wouldn't be merciful if I were you.” Everyone knew what she meant as soon as that sentence came out.

Joshua smiled awkwardly, while Kerall had more than a smile on his face, and Koros didn't want to embarrass his friends with an implicit smile, and Cassius covered his face.

Jesus Christ... how did he have such a daughter!

“You won't lose. Cassius' words.” Kaylar laughed softly.

“What!!” Estelle blew up on the spot.

“So come on, Cassius won't lose to a little bastard like you.” Kerall shook his head gently and smiled with a bitter look at Cassius coming up, and Kerall and his little buddies were so happy.

“Winning or losing or something is unknown! I'll beat you!” Estelle screamed and ran out. Joshua gave a slight bow of bitter smile to the people in the room and then followed her out, but they didn't even want their room.

Kerall suddenly had some regrets.

Oops... wouldn't it be nice if Estelle and Joshua took his place and Mikasa!

Out of control!

Keiral shook his head with some frustration and asked Cassius, "So... how should the room be divided? ”

“I'll leave this room to you.” Cassius smiled and followed the door out.

Though gentle, Kerall can see the full malice... this guy... there are only two beds in the room, Mikasa and Koros are absolutely impossible to sleep with each other, after all, they are not only enemies, they are two different women, and Kerall will offend the other no matter who she sleeps with, maybe Mikasa will not say, but they will definitely feel uncomfortable.

But it's also a distressing thing that Cassius underestimated his aura.

Kerall finds out Cassius hasn't even looked at him yet.

Perhaps Cassius, whose wisdom was revealed, could see, but his strength and intrinsic nature, did Cassius really face it? Kerall was really a little upset not to let Cassius face it.

“Well, I'll take a shower first.” Kerall laughed and started undressing.

It was an implicit motion signal that made Khlos shout like a kitten, turning red.

Kerall undressed slowly, but the murmuring sound made Koros' earlobes more and more red.

Kerall didn't say anything and walked barefoot into the bathroom on a soft wool carpet.

It wasn't until after the water sounded that Klaus took a breather and turned around and saw Mikasa packing Kerall's clothes.

“Miss Mikasa, are you here?” Khlos couldn't help but ask.

Mikasa looked at Koros, and her pale eyes were not like looking at a princess, but like looking at a landscape.

Her eyes were too blunt, so blunt that Coloss couldn't help but have some hair on her heart.

It's the first time anyone's ever seen her like that.

“Her Royal Highness's clothes must be washed at any time, otherwise...” She lowered her head and began to pack her clothes. She later sent them to the laundry room and saw them washed with her own eyes, because she had seen the sword and had seen the giants, so although she did not understand magic, Mikasa remained alert to the magic of the Magic Continent.

She has to make sure that Kerall doesn't reveal a single hair and becomes someone else's tool against Keral- gambling on the honor of her Red Leaf Ridge assassination squad minister!

She had to watch someone else wash Kerall's clothes off and then dry herself with the washed clothes.

It's just that she won't talk to Klaus that much.

Pack your clothes and go out Mikasa leaves the restless Koros here. As soon as she leaves, the room suddenly becomes her and Kerall alone.

Although Keiral is still bathing in the room, it is clear that the two of them suddenly become alone.

Though not alone with Kerall in the college, the feeling is completely different now that the two relaxed people in the college are gone, starting with the simplest emotions, she and Kerall have an extra stake in the atmosphere.

Though looking at Keiral's face as if he had expected her to be a princess, she avoided thinking about it because she felt that the affection between the two was blasphemous when she got into that relationship.

As the water falls slowly in the bathroom, Khlos gets more and more nervous and what happens next? Teenage girls are a little nervous, but there are some unexpected expectations and swings.

After all... it's a girl.

Knock.

Kerall opened the door and the heartbeat of Coloss sitting beside the bed became more and more urgent, but when Kerall and Mikasa one came out of the bathroom and one came in through the door, Coloss exhaled softly and shouted heavily.

“What's up, Coloss?” Kerall asked strangely.

He was strenuous and even, with a gold-cutting proportional charm, like Alexander's two metres tall head carrying muscles as handsome as a rock, and Keiral, one metre and eight tall, was enough to dazzle a woman with muscle contours.

Kerall hasn't done any extra exercise, only yoga is something he's trained to do.

Kerall, naked in his upper body, had such smooth silver hair, and luckily a bath towel was wrapped around his lower body, finally not letting Koros jump out of his chest more quickly.

In the face of Kerall's problem, Koros shook his head gently, finally taking out the princess's tenacity and temperament. Despite the redness on her face, she shook her head calmly and said: "No, nothing. ”

“Take it easy.” Kerall smiled softly, saying that made Colosseum even more nervous.

“You did well today, but I'm going to ask you something: what did you learn today, Khlos?” Keiral smiled and stepped barefoot on the wool carpet onto the couch next to him, leaning all over the couch, and Keiral asked with a smile.

“Learned…” Koros tried to recall today's confrontation between Kerall and Cassius, and she discovered a lot of things…