My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 503: Parent-child Bowl??

The course was incredibly smooth all morning, but Louise never looked directly at Kerall again.

Cute little girl, Kerall laughs, whether she's miserable or flawed, it doesn't matter.

She's just a little girl, rebellious, adolescent, little girl.

Kerall didn't intend to be angry or angry with her, which was part of the plan.

It's just that he didn't expect the Francis family to come so fast.

Looks like the first aristocrat he's ever met is the Francis family.

Very impressive.

Kerall doesn't know the details of the Francis family, but at this rate of intelligence...

Isn't their family in charge of the intelligence of the Kingdom of Toristine?

That would be interesting.

Keiral thought of Colonel Richard, Minister of Intelligence of the Kingdom of Libel, and compared the kingdom of Toristine, where the intelligence services were under the control of the great nobles, it was obvious at first sight what the merits were!

Even so, the ability to gather intelligence so quickly is of interest to Kerall.

In the classroom, Cesta, Krubert, Mikasa are unlikely to betray Keiral, so in other words, only the students in the classroom can get Keiral's information, but considering the time they spend doing all kinds of bragging and free activities after class, plus a night of fermentation, Keiral decided to trust his students and hire the article "There are Francis' ears and ears in the school”.

Anyway, since Kerall is going, the process is pointless.

Keiral is that kind of contradictor, which means he cares about enjoying the process leading up to success, but after the outcome, if he doesn't succeed, he finds the previous enjoyment pointless.

This contradiction is common. A smart man like him cares about it!

After class, Keiral walked out of the classroom and saw a man in a proper tuxedo standing at the door with glasses, and he looked a little cold: "You must be Mr. Keiral, right? ”

“Oh?” Kerall smiled and twisted his head: “I am. ”

“Then would you please come with me? I am the deacon of the Francis family, I remember the Francis family invitation has been sent to you, I wonder if you know about this?” He asked politely.

“Oh, yes, I do have the invitation, but I'd like to ask, is it a banquet or is it a private meeting for me?” Kerall smiled and took out that hot, gorgeous invitation and asked.

“This, of course, is a single-on-one invitation.” He seemed to think of something with a little cold sweat.

“Then why does a separate invitation require an invitation rather than a notification?” Kerall smiled and questioned.

He's a nobleman, so he knows all about nobility.

Why don't you have a party and use an invitation?

Because by implication, you're not qualified to come into our house without an invitation.

Kerall gave the butler a dislodging horse and suddenly let the butler bow in cold sweat and apologize: “I'm so sorry, this is our negligence, please forgive us. ”

“Well, good, since you apologized so sincerely, I'll forgive you.” Kerall smiled and stuffed the invitation back into his top pocket: “Well, let's go. ”

“Ah?!” He hasn't reacted yet.

If his opponent is a great aristocrat, then he must have poured him into the bottom of the valley.

It was not until this time that Kerall was experienced differently from those of the great nobles.

If it's hard to tell the difference, it's probably style, right?

For some reason, after more than 20 years in the Francis family, he suddenly found it remarkably daunting that, compared to Kerall's style, the Francis family, a grand aristocrat who had inherited centuries, was like an uneducated outbreak.

Yes, the boost of style and temperament makes Keiral as elegant as a great nobleman. Keiral's elegance is royal elegance. It carries an atmosphere of masculinity. It's been a long time since anyone in the kingdom of Toristine who has seen the royal temperament feel strange to Keiral, right?

Nor is it unreasonable for them to misunderstand the grand aristocracy.

It has been said before that many nobles have become grandfathers with their own armies, then from grandfathers to kingdoms, then from kingdoms to empires.

It is precisely because of this idea that soldiers can be promoted in chess!

And again, between the nobles, the real nobles probably have an incredible peek at the crown?!

Keiral knew that, and he knew that the Francis were insulting him, but he didn't compare, because the Frances were not only his enemies, but his friends, his help.

Assuming, of course, he can conquer the Francis family!

Isn't Keiral going this time for the Francis family?

The Francis family set up lunch, so Kerall followed the butler directly to the carriage without even having lunch.

Mikasa didn't follow, because Mikasa was still in class this afternoon, and Shesta didn't bring it, because it was a little dangerous to go to a big nobleman's house, and Kerall didn't want to take her on the risk.

So when Keiral came to the Frances, the Frances did surprise him.

“I had no idea the Francis family was such a beautiful lady.” Kerall smiled and reached out and nodded softly.

“Hello, Miss Keral-Etok.” The woman with the pink hair with glasses held out her hand and grabbed Keiral's hand with her combed head.

“It's an honor to meet you.” Kerall bowed to his body and made a hand kiss.

“Then sit down.” She pulled her hand out of the stamp and sat at the top.

Keiral smiled slightly and did not care for her rude behavior, achieving the other side of the long table.

“Then serve.” Ringing the bell gently, there was a row of trolleys outside, and the maids of the Francis flocked in and tied the tablecloth for Kerall, delivered the knife and fork silverware, poured the wine drink mouthwash, and served the richness of the dish in front of Kerall.

Then they retreated out again, as if they'd never come in, and Kerall smiled silently.

“So I opened the door and said to the mountains.” The woman who took off her glasses and revealed a pair of sharp glasses behind her glasses looked across the long table and Kaylar's face suddenly cooled down: “What brings you to the Kingdom of Toristine? Mr. Kerall, no, Mr. K! ”

“Oh, oh, do you know me?” Kerall smiled and opened her eyes slightly to look at each other, and the light in her eyes made her feel refreshed.

“Of course, it dominated the disaster in the Kingdom of Libel, the inviting author of the Libel newsletter.” She looked up at Keiral with sharp eyes: "Mr. K, what's your purpose in coming to the kingdom of Toristine? ”

She thought she had the advantage, and despite showing her style, her tone was aggressive and aggressive. Keiral slowly cut the steak open and slowly stuffed it in her mouth, but the gesture seemed to have never cared about each other's mood.

When Keiral had completely finished eating a steak, this gently rubbed the scraps of mushroom juice on the corner of his mouth and lifted his head, smiling at each other.

By this time, the atmosphere was getting cold.

The other person's face was cold and the beautiful food in front of them didn't move, watching Kerall hold his face.

“Oops, she's in her thirties, but is she still that bad?” Kerall wiped his mouth, took a gentle sip of red wine, and the freshness of red wine blossomed in his palate, giving Kerall an intoxicating look: “Good wine. ”

“This idea was already implicit, but I didn't think it was true, if I was right, that the Francis were in charge of the intelligence section of the Kingdom of Toristine?” Keiral spoke with a funny and subtle smile as he waved red wine gently with one hand against his chin and looked at each other through a scattered piece of silver wire.

“You bastard, what exactly is the purpose!” The impatient woman slapped herself on the table, and the 15-metre table jumped, and Kerall's face gave a surprise look: “Oh, so that's it, so that's it? No wonder she knew it was me, but she wasn't scared or surprised. ”

“No wonder you have such a good figure.” Kerall smiled gently and drank all the red wine out of the glass, pulled the napkin off her neck, stood up and gently walked towards her side, knocking her fingers gently on the table as if it was resonating with her heart.

“Heard your husband died in a war with the Ereponian Empire? ”

“This is a sad thing, it's not easy to support a home this big by yourself, is it? ”

“No wonder you're closing in on the royal family. ”

“Despite such a good figure, a family of three children has to make you compromise, right? ”

“It's tough, you.” Kerall lay down on the chair behind her, one hand gently brushing over her tip, pink hair with a string of ripples.

The limit has been reached.

She stood up violently, and the clothes roared automatically without wind. That was the roar of the wind, the trembling of the earth, the roar of magic, the anger of the Great Mage, and the roar of a woman.

But it was all so powerless, so fragile, so illusory in front of Kerall.

The man just gently punched a thumb.

The wind stopped, the earth was quiet, and even the magic of women disappeared.

Kerall, lying on the back of the chair, looked at her with an evil smile: "So, noble lady, who are you? ”

“Magic... vanished.” Looking at her hands she said incredibly.

“You can do this... you bastard! Holy Ten!!” She raised her head and looked at Keiral with a frightening look, but Keiral didn't know when she had stepped on a soft handmade wool carpet and gently pulled her under with one finger: “So what's the answer to my question? Beautiful lady. ”

“Carina Desiree du La Valiere! Garin of the Wind!” After saying this out loud, she punched Kerall hard and gambled on the reputation of the former Royal Guard captain, even without magic, she had to win this battle! It's already at this distance! Even Holy Ten! Even Holy Ten is too late!!

“Yay yay...” Kerall sighed softly, retreating half a step and draining some of her strength, then grabbed her fist.

“What a powerful punch my fingers are shaking.” Kerall smiled and sighed.

She could see how steady the big hand Kerall was holding her fist, and she wanted to move, but couldn't move.

This man's ability to beat meat... so strong!

She lifted her legs without hesitation and kicked one in a position of no elegance, both of whom understood that such an elegant gesture was meaningless in the fight!

And then... Kerall put it up and crushed her to the ground.

“Well, what should we say about this now?” Keiral had an innocent smile on her face and stuck her dead. With the weight of a man and the strength of Keiral herself, this woman could never escape - she's been rich for almost a decade!

“You see, you see… years of rich life have filled your body with burdens.” Keiral's hands firmly held her hands, then his feet held her feet, while the other hand, which could only move freely, pulled up her chin, lifted her head, and the eyes of the two were in the eye, revealing a strong sense of killing.

But that makes no sense.

For a Holy Ten, her intention to kill means nothing!

“You see, you're blessed here, you're blessed here, you're blessed even here...” Kerall's fingers go from her neck, to her chest, to her waist and slowly down...

“You bastard! You bastard! How dare you insult me!!” She struggled hard, but could not move in pieces under men's restraint.

“Why should it be?” Kerall smiled and put his hand between her legs.

Suddenly she softened, and the whole person looked at Keiral with an incredible expression and a broken pupil, watching Keiral actually dare to do this seemed totally incredible and unacceptable to her.

“Exactly! That's right ~ that's the look.” Kerall smiled and leaned up gently: “Yes, that's the look I wanted to see! That look is so funny! ”

“So, what's the answer to my question? Why, you, can you so rightly assume that power and power can force me to obey?” Keiral's hand gently spyed inside, her mouth slightly open, constantly pumping the air, making Keiral very happy.

“So what's the answer?” Keiral's fingers moved slightly, and her slightly widened mouth left a hint of saliva, which had nothing to do with her, simply because she had been opening her mouth for too long.

Keiral gently stretched his tongue out, slowly licked it up along the spit, and then raised his head vigorously. The other tooth almost bit off Keiral's tongue.

“Interesting women, totally unwilling to lose, totally unblemished, but why?” Kerall pulled out the already slightly damp finger and gently placed it on her lips.

She wanted to bite it off, but the smell of shame on it kept her eyes closed and she couldn't look at Kerall's finger sliding gently on her face.

“Why can you scorn me so much?” Keiral smiled and snapped her clothes apart with his fingers, as if stripping her of her arrogant coat, "Don't you know that in this world, besides power, power, wealth, there is something called wisdom? ”

“And wisdom is the most precious thing of humankind...”

Kerall stopped and looked at her with a smile and a twist: "Where's your wisdom? ”

“Yay!!” A surprising voice screamed and both looked up at the same time. A blonde-haired girl with shameful redness and disguised surprise watched her mother being pushed down on the floor, and she said without a word, “Well, the mother, the adult, looks like you brought back a new friend, I'm sorry for the rudeness. ”

“No! Don't shoot her!” With her unprecedented love for her child, she shrieked and struggled with unprecedented intensity, which forced Kerall to sigh softly, drawing a circle at the young girl who was suddenly staring at the drama in front of her, and the young girl was locked in the white halo that appeared in the sky.

'Cause you don't have a plan, she can actually leave. ”Kerall let her go, and as soon as one of her carps jumped, Kerall clapped his hands gently, and another halo appeared on her, and she suddenly fell out of the air like a bird with folded wings.

“Well, according to aristocratic habits, it seems that no one will come before we finish our meals, right?” Kerall crooked his head and laughed.

“If everyone's used to it the same way.” Kerall came to the left door of the restaurant just through a long tunnel.

At the end of the day is the place of rest for the nobles.

“Well, let's have a little fun with the interrogation," Kerall suddenly took an extraordinary interest in the two mothers and daughters, smiling and carrying them up.

It's not something that interests Keiral between them, it's the simple, unparalleled, vicious, disgusting taste of Keiral all of a sudden.

Kerall in this state... just admit it, the world won't be better!!