My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 488 Semifinals

PS: 9000 words all done!

PS1: I hope everyone forgives me for QAQ, it's been really rough lately.

PS2: The whole person went on fire, and one person hasn't talked to a friend in real life in a long time... I feel like I'm dying.

PS3: I don't know if it's lonely or uneasy, it's fast, but I can't lift it up, and I can't sleep enough...

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Rakan looked at Mikasa as little as possible with Mikasa's weapon and her temper.

For him, the ordinary sword had been seen too much and had not been cut by his own chopper for a long time. He had completely forgotten what it felt like to be cut by a weapon of the same level.

Mikasa was not so easy to break the other party's defense. The other party's muscles were really good. The primary application of the Naihe Warfare Gas would not have been armed, but Mikasa had previously thought that since magic could be attached to weapons, then the Warfare Gas could naturally be, so she just tried it, but did not expect to have such an extraordinary effect.

In an instant, Mikasa discovered that the damage she had done was more than that.

This intestinal wound is nothing at all. She is also the one who has seen the Great Sword kill demons. Some immature swords are taken by the old swords to slay the awakener. At that time, the awakener was still a poisonous tumor on the continent. After all, the awakener who eats a lot of human guts every day and slaughters humans is no good.

Mikasa was deeply moved by the fact that the immature swords were cut off their hands, their feet, and even half their bodies were cut off and their fighting continued.

She suddenly understood what Keiral meant.

“As long as we live, we must move forward, evolve and break through. Not if you don't move on! Not if you don't go beyond the limit! You can't fight until you're dead! ”

Because there are such monsters everywhere, and there are more powerful beings than humans everywhere. You can't fight without them!

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that a monster like Lacan is at least the resilience of the Great Sword. Let alone the wound in the intestine, it is estimated that the next second his muscles will stop the internal bleeding, but now you can see that the injury of the sword is not just that simple.

So she pulled the knife back when the situation was unclear.

And Lacan's companions came running around and said, “Lacan, are you okay?! ”

“What did you do to him?” The sorceress looked a little cold and asked.

“It's all right, Emma.” Even though the blues on his forehead and neck exploded in pain, Lacan bit his teeth and said: "Wait a minute. ”

His whole person collapsed, then his hands were pinched on the masonry land, and he stuck it in, and the whole person collapsed and shouted.

The roar scared even the nearby monsters away because their instincts were obvious to them.

You can't win!

You'll never win!

You lose, you die, you get eaten!

Absolute intuition leaves them scattered, and Mikasa is secretly surprised by the strength of this man.

Then the man spit out two bites of blood, stood up like a fine man and rubbed his hands and said, "We fought again! ”

“No more fighting.” Mikasa shook her head.

“What!!!” The other party's roar gives the illusion of eating Mikasa.

“You can't stop me from attacking, you can't keep up with me, and it doesn't do me any good to sharpen my temper. I admit I can't beat you, but I don't want to fight with you anymore.” Mikasa is a well-deserved student of Keiral, and it's convincing to say it out loud and reasonable.

Naji and several others suddenly burst out laughing, Mikasa made sense, how could a big idiot like Lacan argue with her?

Probably choking on a nose, huh?

Watching Rakan open his mouth and open it back and forth like a dead fish, Naji laughed.

“So rude.” Mikasa bowed to them and turned away.

“Ahhhhhh! It's so annoying! It's so annoying!” Rakan clapped his breasts and roared like an ape, like a disgruntled animal, a desire for battle!

“Ha ha ha, don't worry, I'll definitely let you know about the fight!” As captain or a hammer, Naji silenced Rakan slowly.

And Kerall and Koros are doing very well with their magic teaching.

Meditation, Coloss will, but meditation is as deep and shallow as sleep. Deep meditation is a meditation method created by Kerall. Kerall doesn't mind flowing out. After all, the way it is created is to be spread out. There are thousands of children in the Cavalier continent of Kerall who are practicing their magical powers with this meditation method. And what's more, this is just passed on to Coloss alone?

So Kerall's a little scared.

“Very well, this magic works well, but there is still a slight hesitation in the speed of application, Coloss, and you should know that you are dead if you are fighting with others!” Kerall is a little serious, and he's always been like this in class.

“Yes,” Klaus said with her lips clasped, as her efforts were shown by the thick, numb sweat on her forehead.

It's a little bit like Khloth, compared to the crap and idiots yelling, "What's the use of royal magic?" or “What's the use of having a conductor to learn these time-consuming things?" Kerall likes Khloth for that. Humble, learn, go.

Who doesn't like good students?

Measuring a person is very talented, isn't it all measured by his or her academic achievement before graduation?

Where is the value of reflecting oneself? A place where students like Koros embody their values are studying, a place where princesses like Koros embody their values in political wisdom, a place where magicians like Koros embody their values in magical understanding.

People, in this society, have their place in society as a collective.

Demonstrating one's worth and demonstrating him is the root cause of a person's success.

Showing your value, attracting promotion from your boss, or attracting a large group of followers is also natural?!

Khloes used the archery again. She had a wand with a magic crystal in her hand, which she had begged Cassius for, otherwise Kerall would never have found the wand to use for Koros.

The role of the Staff is not to amplify the spiritual strength or elemental sensation of the Mage, but rather to make the Elements think of the Mage as their partner.

And once the elements identify this through the magic crystal on the wand, they follow the wand, and the magician can do it very easily and quickly.

This is completely different from the little "how much magic the magic crystal uses” pattern of the Libel Magic Instructor, but the "how much magic the mental power uses” pattern presupposes that the magician suddenly becomes scary.

Khlos is deeply touched by this.

Her water-arrow technique only required a light wand to shoot out like a machine gun, and although the range was only 30 meters, this magic, which directly penetrated a 20-cm-thick wooden plate, could be used as a close defense magic.

And while the conductors of the Kingdom of Libel are capable of extending the range of archery to 50 meters, the true force is similar to the conductive guns of particulate bullets.

An experienced magician can brutalize a dish equipped with seven high-level magic crystal conductors with his own low-level magic.

It's one of Kerall's most intuitive things to give to Koros.

Instead of using his only attack magic, beam attack, Kaylar taught Khlos a reason with direct light locks, heavy magic, etc., magic works best no matter how it is paired, see if you can just match it.

It's easy to say, but magicians who don't actually have more than a decade of experience with magic don't react and pair so quickly at all.

Keiral was also a regular practice with Merlin. Merlin, the woman, did not look normal, but she was a true true and true policeman. From the time she was five or six years old, she was planning to abduct Keiral. If Keiral wasn't very vigilant and had a knife in her hand, and his identity was the son of the Grand Duke, I'm afraid Merlin would have taken him away without regard.

So Kerall played Merlin.

Khloe's sweat was left behind when she attacked Kerall.

When she runs out of magic, goes back for a hot bath, Kerall sets her up with an exorcism BUFF, and gets up tomorrow morning and her magic level improves immediately.

This is a solid improvement, not the kind of random medication, irrigation, irresponsible promotion.

Keiral's upgrading, rational, effective, scientific and sustainable development.

Just like our national policy.

So when Colosseum's sweaty mouth gasped, Kerall came to her side and stuck her arm around her and slowly walked into the city.

At this time, you can't get her back to the demon BUFF. If you get her training, almost even if it's for nothing, this wartime warehouse is certainly no better than the progressive demon BUFF of the teaching period.

So Kerall took her back slowly. Though as fast as a walk, Coros feels warm and sweet to be alone with Kerall in this situation.

It was just that Kerall was a little shaken up, and he still taught political lessons to Koros.

“Khlos, do you know what the Kingdom of Libel lacks?” He asked.

“Yes?” asked Cross, who had discussed the issue before, but Kerall's favorite thing was to analyze a problem from a different angle, thus developing a habit of disciples looking at the problem from a different angle, so Cross was not surprised, just asking back.

“The land, the population, the wealth, the military, the economy…” Kerall sighed softly: “It looks like a lot of problems, but none of them are difficult. ”

“Land can be plundered, populations can reproduce, wealth can accumulate, the military can be trained, and the economy can be improved, but the most important problem in the Kingdom of Libel is that the spirit, the people of the Kingdom of Libel, satisfied with their present level, has given up on moving forward. ”

“It is not a good phenomenon that a rich material life, surrounded by mountains, is so stable that there are no days of foreign aggression that the people of the Kingdom of Libel are so lazy that they begin to walk towards luxury. ”

“The productivity of the Kingdom of Libel is fixed, and if it is to provide people with luxury goods, then there must be a contraction in some industries. The Kingdom of Libel is now a large circular entity, and it is great to be self-sufficient and have something to trade in, but productivity limits the possibilities for the Kingdom of Libel to use luxury goods on a large scale. ”

“But the money in people's pockets is changing, and the land of the Kingdom of Libel is too small to be worth investing in, which leads people to start pursuing quality of life. ”

“This is a huge waste, a waste of resources.” Kerall sighed softly: "You should know how many more children are still starving in the orphanage and still on the poverty line. ”

“And ordinary people are already looking for something more luxurious. ”

“It's not good.” Kerall sighed softly.

If there is no way to contain the now deteriorating economy of the Kingdom of Libel, the flames of the "revolution” will surely erupt some time later.

Twenty or 50 years from now, he does not want Libel to be volatile for someone like Kerall who hopes to embrace Libel peacefully.

Kerall would rather fight two million royal armies than 20,000 TG.

Believing and unbelieving armies are two things altogether.

Kerall's army is thoughtful, and the Camelot Knights, built on “loyalty," “glory," "power,” “wealth," and “victory," are actually the most elite troops in the world, and it's easy to see how strong this army is when Joan leads 500 knights into each other's capital.

The beliefs of the military are reflected, most importantly, in their convictions.

“We fight for the people of the country!!!” This firm conviction is constantly whipping them to make them incredibly strong and stable.

Kerall doesn't care to fight such an army.

It would even be an honor for him to fight such an army.

But he did not want to fight civilians with such convictions.

Combating soldiers and fighting civilians are two concepts altogether.

The former is called war, and the latter is called massacre.

It is not a good thing that civilians have the spirit and conviction, that they are not in position, that they do not seek to govern, and that our ancestors taught us a lot a long time ago, but during the national period, a large group of people who do not stand in position and speak painfully are pointing fingers at the Government, and all kinds of incitement to the people, Sun Zhongshan is a very typical example.

Call students to protest? How can students protest as seeds of society's future! It's their job to learn! Giving up your job to protest?

This is just like letting tank turrets take on axis work, when people sat quietly in their seats and worked for the rise of their country.

In those days, it seemed that the louder mouth and the louder voice could prove how patriotic they were and how much more they could contribute to the rise of the country.

Kerall doesn't want Libel to be like this.

The presence of Libel in his plan was important and very important, and Kerall could easily take the South down slowly if the Kingdom of Libel were to become a nail and firmly engage the power of the four great Powers of the North.

Things can easily be levelled after that.

Kerall's plan was simple, but it worked, and it was hard to decipher.

Intelligence from the South to the North will take six months to arrive, and Kerall will almost be integrated when the four major countries of the North receive information from the “war begins in the South” to the "invasion of the countries of the South”.

Kerall, who has the power of a continent, is not afraid of anyone.

And he now finds a tremendous force that can change the whole battlefield.

Warfare.

The temper of war is still unknown, Mikasa is understanding, but it must be an extremely powerful force, otherwise Cassius and Captain Lawrence will not be the only ones to understand.

Will Altoria be able to understand war?

Can Alexander understand the atmosphere of war?

Round table knight? Spartans? Romans?

These are all ingredients that can be added as chemical reactions.

Kerall is already somewhat anxious to see the Knights of the Round Table form a war-torn shield with a pounding war-torn scene.

“Yes.” Colos answered slightly lower, “But what should we do? Kay.” She looked at Kaylar.

Maybe she was just a student before, and she didn't think that much about the country, but once she got into the role of queen, she'd find out how cruel and tiresome the world was.

As one of her facilitators, Keiral was rightfully entrusted with the role of facilitator.

The first person she asked for help was, of course, Kerall.

Kerall patted her shoulder gently: "Take your time, let's get the big port thing done before we meet up with Dr. Russell, let Dr. Russell take care of something that stops the ship on the water, and we'll do it right after that. Mountain to mountain, water to water, the mountain water of the Kingdom of Libel is lacking, where is the path of the people? ”

Kerall nodded with joy: "Hmm! ”

It wasn't Keiral's idea to make her happy, it was Keiral's “we."

He's starting to think of himself as a Libertarian. Coloss, sweet to think about, had no idea that the "resource struggle” in the world was a thousand times more brutal than the "political struggle”.

Kerall exists to plunder the top magic technology here.

Because magic technology equals productivity.

Kerall wasn't thinking about inventing an internal combustion engine, but it was totally unprofitable for a hands-on internal combustion engine and a mature conductive technology tree.

If the power of the internal combustion engine was to reach the level of the take-off aircraft, the other ship would be in space long ago.

This is not realistic.

So, where's the plunder faster?

Kerall could use their engines to make tractors that would drive potato production to kilograms per acre, while people over here were using potatoes as a roadside snack.

Kerall can use their engines to turn them into fighter planes that beat up their kind of airships and didn't even recognize their mothers.

Kerall can also develop tanks, slide guns, wire guns, mortars, guns, sniper guns, rifles.

But what he needs first is the most basic principle of the conductor.

They don't study physics at all, so their spacecraft is like a giant sphere, and to push the sphere, it's extremely advanced to be a fighter motor.

Unfortunately, Horn Peony, the kind of motor that can make a direct jet supersonic fighter, is slowly pushed up and dumb...

A liberal kingdom without physics would be like giving up how to design an airplane and pressing a powerful motor directly on it.

Keiral saw the Liberal Kingdom airship several times and he couldn't help but want to make a sound.

But when you think of yourself as a reminder to your enemies, Kerall shuts his mouth, which is really painful for a tech house.

The other party's garbage to the ultimate aircraft design level...

You have to cover your face.

Fortunately, the Liberians knew that the only people who owned the spacecraft were the Liberians, and that the heavy weapon of the country was unacceptable.

Most so-called airships to other countries are heavy and generous transport airships that can easily be sunk directly by police airships in the Kingdom of Libel.

So it's kind of like earning foreign exchange.

Unfortunately, they're not very good at it.

It seems that the Magic Continent understands too little about war, so Kerall can use this as a bomber, and wash the ground anyway, the bigger the better.

Too bad nobody noticed that.

When he returned to the hotel, he saw Kim drinking alone, and Keiral greeted him, but heard that Mikasa had found Cassius.

With a laugh, Kerall didn't mind that Mikasa would be good for Camelot and the Knights.

Compared to the magically scarce Cavalier continent, this thing should actually suit the taste of a group of muscle men in the country.

Kerall, who had taken Coros back to her room to help her bathe and was refused by Coruscant, just smiled and closed the door for her and walked down.

Sitting next to Kim, Keiral smiled and chatted with Kim, but most of the time it was Keiral asking again, and Kim was just answering.

With regard to Keiral, Kim, a man traveling north and south, could almost say nothing, so Kim's booze revealed a lot of information.

Kerall has benefited greatly from not experiencing things that are completely impossible to know.

That's both interesting and interesting.

Keiral was drinking, chatting with Kim, and it was an afternoon gone, and at dusk, Mikasa was exhausted to come back with Cassius.

Cassius still looks clean compared to the mistletoe, and when he looks clean, he knows it was a beating on a kid.

But Mikasa nodded slightly in response to Keiral's gaze.

Kerall's slightly happy smile flashed in the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Go take a shower. ”

“Ha.” Mikasa nodded and walked upstairs smoothly.

“…” Mikasa squinted his eyes when she fell clean.

“I've always cared.” Cassius sat directly opposite Kerall and smiled and poured himself a glass of wheat wine, Libel's, famous all over the world.

Because it's the best wheat made wine on the continent, and it's so rich, it's so appealing.

“?” Kerall pinched a slim piece of meat for himself and put it in his mouth.

“Was Miss Mikasa a soldier before?” Cassius looked at Kerall, and he captured every micro-expression on Kerall's face.

“Such a standard soldier, I believe, has few in the Kingdom of Libel.” He refers to the liberal soldiers in the broad sense. The Libel army, a group of elderly soldiers, could not fight even the Intelligence Department, and were defeated in the face of the guerrillas.

“Oh, I have a question for Mr. Cassius, too. ”

“For Libel, what exactly is the position of the guerrilla association that this thing exists?” Kerall squinted his eyes and looked at each other equally.

This is a matter of principle.

Kerall recently discovered the guerrilla's hand, which seemed to be stretched a little too long.

Kim was silent about drinking, which was not something he could really get involved in.

This is a clash between guerrilla positions and kingdom positions.

Although Kerall is not qualified to represent Khloth and represent the Queen, he is qualified to raise the issue on behalf of Khloth's "lover”.

Perhaps in the future, when Koros became queen, he would use the position of "wise man” or “prime minister” to ask this question, which was not difficult to answer and was easy to get into, so Kim shut his mouth, Cassius, and it was up to you.

The eyes clearly drifted past.

“Ha ha, no wonder you don't know, that's what the Queen and our senior guerrillas knew.” Cassius laughed.

“O founder of the guerrilla association, it was the last king of the Kingdom of Libel.” When Cassius spoke of it, Kerall was not surprised, but nodded softly and thoughtfully: "No wonder the guerrillas reached out for what was inside the kingdom, of course. ”

“Turn into zero...” Kerall lighted the table gently.

“Nice strategy.” Kerall smiled: “Using the guise of guerrilla association [neutrality] to accumulate talent and strength, can a small nation, the Kingdom of Libel, be spared at a time of crisis by just gently reaching out to help? ”

“It's a genius design.” Kerall applauded softly.

“But I can easily see that, while the guerrilla club did a good job of keeping secrets, it was clear that the guerrilla club had gone wild in the late days.“ Kerall shook his head gently and sighed.

“What a torch.” Cassius nodded and praised, “I think that's why the army didn't keep me much after I retired from the army. ”

“It seems Her Majesty knows too, so is it true that you became an S-level guerrilla or what?” Kerall asked with a smile.

“Well, S-level guerrillas mean guerrillas who have done national tasks on their own.” Kim Dae drank a sip of wine next to him and said, "Five years ago Cassius was on his own to resolve the civil unrest in the Republic of Karwad. ”

“That's why he became the only four S-ranked guerrillas.” Kim Ha chuckles: “Even people like me are inferior among guerrillas. ”

“'Cause the guys up there are so strong!” He grinned and drank all the wine in the glass.

“Where and where.” Cassius laughs: "Kim, your fighting power is subconsciously underestimated because it doesn't manifest itself in terms of destruction. ”

“Old Ka, you're such a jerk," Kim scolded. “Aren't you the strongest defensive one? ”

“After all, I'm not rich enough.” Golden bone moves Kerall.

“You're amazing.” Kerall sighed softly. “It's the first time I've ever seen such a skeleton. ”

“I haven't seen this spirit of self-reliance in a long time.” His words brightened Golden's eyes.

“Skywalker, self-sufficient? That's a good one!” He nodded softly: “It is true that people like me have become different. Everyone is comfortable with the status quo and enjoying life, and fewer and fewer people like me are practicing their martial arts through difficult environments.” Sighed softly, and Kim was saddened by the country now, although she was only from the Republic of Karwad, which did not prevent him from liking the Kingdom of Libel.

The Kingdom of Libel, like Sweden, the future permanent neutral, has a high level of national happiness, good welfare and security, and there is no need to worry about war, among other reasons.

So the view of the Kingdom of Libel is very good and the national welfare is very high, which is why so many foreigners like it here.

“Ha ha, don't think so much.” Cassius laughed. “There's always a way, isn't there? ”

“There's always a way.” Keiral mumbled with a smile, stood up and patted Golden's shoulder next to him, and Keiral waved: “I went up first. ”

“Oh.” The two nodded.

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“Hey, Nargi, what do you think of that woman?” It took a while to paralyze Lacane, who had come to God, to sit on the ground and mumble and talk.

“Very strong.” The brown-haired magician thought about it and smiled, twisting his head.

“Yes.” The female magician with the blue hair nodded, her hair not blue as the sky, but dark blue as the sea.

“It's scary to hit Lacan, isn't it?” Another man sat beside him and threw a mushroom and shook his head. He was also a martial artist. He knew the horror of Lacan. Lacan was a monster at the level of physical combat. Lacan, with his knife, was a monster in a massive battle. Strong muscles allowed him to defend against most attacks, and many magic could not stop him.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have weaknesses.

Obviously, the girl I met this time was Rakan's rare Ke Xing.

“Decided.” Lacan clapped his hands and a smile appeared on his face: "I'm marrying that girl! ”

“…” After a brief silence, an indefensible shout rang from this forest: “Hello! Rakan, are you serious? ”

“What the fuck is wrong with me, even Rakan? ”

“O animal. ”

Three teammates screamed.

“What's the matter?” Lacan doesn't understand. Look at them.

“Wait, Lacan, are you okay? Didn't they hurt your brain?” Naji asked carefully.

“No.” Lacan mumbled, saying that he was out loud, but in front of his friends, he could be considered a muffled gourd, and it didn't get any better until many years later.

“I know what you're thinking.” Lacan pinched his finger bones and suddenly made a banging sound like a small firecracker: “But think about it, we Fenalis are very few people, how difficult it is to meet a woman as strong as me, even stronger than me? ”

“It's almost impossible for me to find a Fenalis woman, so it shouldn't be wrong to find a tougher one like this, right?” His thinking loop is strange, but it doesn't make people pick out what's wrong.

“This... this...” Even Naji could not explain his distorted outlook on life.

“This, our side is free to fall in love.” The blue-haired sorceress still intends to wrestle her own companion with that twisted notion of love.

“Which means if she agrees, that's fine, right? As long as I beat her, she'll say yes.” Slowly Lacan squeezed his hand and expressed his intention to “take one shot” with Mikasa.

Even if you win, she can't promise you! Naji, they are secretly anxious for Rakhan, but no solution can be found.

Eventually the three shrugged their shoulders: “Anyway, there's Cassius, all right? ”

“It's okay, I guess.” What if Rakan wins and he refuses?

“Well, probably. ”

In a mood of uneasiness on both sides, the next morning slowly arrived, and when the first rays of sunlight came into the woods in the morning, the Red Wings finally sat up.

“I'm so tired... my neck, my back, I'm so tired...” the blue-haired sorceress complained out loud: “Why don't we stay at the hotel! ”

“Because you've spent all your money on books.” Another spooky speaks.

“Er...” Female magician pause plug.

“Well, let's go to the Martial Arts Competition of the Kingdom of Libel.” Naji stood up and said, "As long as we win, there will be a huge bonus to pay for the trip. ”

“Oh!” Everybody wake up.

Red Wings forced to despair. This is a shock to death!!

“Well, it's time to start.” Keiral stood up naked in the sun, and behind him slept so sweetly, two perfectly rested girls last night, “the semi-finals. ”

“Interestingly enough, after the semi-finals, it was in front of Colonel Richard… what are you going to do, Colonel Richard!” Keiral laughed.