My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 505: Three Mothers and Daughters…

PS: Finished, 10,000 words short, ahhhhhhhhh! I hate it!

PS1: Can't be less than the original number of words or anything...

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“Restaurant words...” Kerall thought, "I don't know if there's any food, but go straight to the kitchen.” Keiral walked on the road, and the servants walked nearby, not even looking at Keiral, lowered their heads to stop walking.

What a tough grade.

The Kingdom of Toristine is as difficult to understand, insurmountable, incapable of moving forward, incapable of progressing, and... as it is between ordinary citizens and slaves in Macedonia!

Kerall knows slavery in Rome and Macedonia.

Thousands or even tens of thousands of slaves are needed every year to fight and please the Romans and the Macedonians.

But in practice slaves are not well received. First, all Roman provinces of the Roman Empire are considered Roman citizens, and as long as Roman citizens do not commit crimes, no one dares to treat them as citizens, otherwise the gallows will await the Roman general who captured them.

Because this law exists, slaves become very rare all of a sudden, so where do slaves come from?

Foreign wars and arrests abroad.

Until then, Camelo had been a slave prey to the Romans - even though Camelo belonged to the Roman province before independence, the isolation of the sea left many people completely unaware of Camelo's news, so the Camelos could not help but frighten the Romans when they first became independent.

And then Hannibal's Carthage.

The majority of the Carthage population consists of blacks. To be honest, the black race, apart from being a little retarded and lazy, is still fierce and is used by national forces as the main force of cannon ash.

And killing a bunch of niggers in a battlefield or a nigger fighting a lion is always the favorite show of the Romans, not one of them!

And this kingdom of Toristine...

All civilians are slaves...

Nobility… those are the only ones.

This is horrible!

Keiral shook his head, walked on a soft wool carpet, couldn't even bring a sound, luxurious details of life were everywhere, that permanently holding bright candle, every 20 meters lit whale fish oil, with a hint of incense that felt like something more precious than sandalwood spices.

During this time...

I'm sure these incenses haven't stopped all night?!!

Luxury, Keiral frowned. It looks like the French family can't manage their wealth. Keiral has no objection to the pursuit of a luxury life, but at a time of recession in Toristine's domestic economy, he pursued luxury alone rather than investing heavily in domestic marketing and foreign trade, indicating that the French family is not very good at managing finances and economics.

“A piece of clothing for a woman? It's not easy... Karina.” Kerall shook his head gently, and finally came to the kitchen, and he didn't care about the dirty blue stone brick, so he walked in barefoot - albeit with a slight cleanliness habit, he wrapped a thin layer of light under his feet, so that his feet wouldn't get dirty at all.

There is no one in the kitchen, because breakfast time is long past and there is no one else but those who are keeping the stove hot.

“Excuse me, do you have any food here?” Kerall asked politely and smiled at the waitress.

Despite the poor image of the capsule itself, Kerall was born with 200% affinity that day, making the little maid blush, pointing to Kerall's finger oven.

The oven is not used to bake cookies and pies much of the time after they are manufactured, but to keep them warm. It takes just an hour of burning to heat up an afternoon, so most of the time the oven is used to store ordinary, easily damaged food.

Only a handful of aristocrats who like to enjoy food will be able to use the functionality of the oven to the fullest.

As for ordinary people —— what is an oven? Can you eat?

It doesn't necessarily take a few times for ordinary people to build a stove that high. Is that necessary?

So the waitress was a little surprised when Kerall was very skilled at shoveling out the dishes inside.

“Mia, do you have any food?” A girl slipped in, Kerall watched as she suddenly touched her chin and smiled.

“You are...” She looked at the walking man in front of her, naked, somewhat incomprehensible, and her brain crashed into confusion.

“You're Catherine, right? I heard about you from your mother. Oh, it's a beauty.” Kerall turned his head and smiled and said to her, then added two pancakes and some olives and salad and walked out with two plates: “Would you like to come?”

“Ah? Oh. Mia, help me prepare some food.” She smiled and said to the waitress.

“Okay, Miss Two.” The maid said quickly that although Miss Er could speak to her in such a friendly tone, she could never speak to her in such a diffuse tone.

Madam is very strict, if the following offenses, but someone was really beaten alive.

This is the class of the forest!

“Catherine, you're the second daughter of the Francis family, right?” Keiral walked down the road with two plates, but the shaky towel in his lower body made Katelia look frightened.

“Ah, oh, I am.” She responded softly.

Interesting. The Frances are all very interesting.

Keiral walked on the road with a plate, smiling, a strong mother, a strong eldest daughter, a soft second daughter, so how far will the three daughters go?

Keiral was suddenly interested in the Francis education.

Before coming to the bedroom door, Kerall walked in without knocking. Katelia was slightly surprised. What is the relationship between this man and his mother unclear?

“Oh, are you all up,” Kerall smiled, looking at the two women who were already dressed neatly, not much different from last night, and said quite easily: "Eat, bring you breakfast. ”

If the average servant said that, they wouldn't even wrinkle their eyebrows, but the woman was such a strange animal that one of Keiral's words burst into the soft spot in their hearts, even if the tight Lady Karina relaxed lightly, let alone somewhat intoxicated with Keiral's Eleonor.

“Honey, you're so sweet!” Aréonor, who plunged up and grabbed Keiral's arm, had taken over entirely as Keiral's couple.

Kerall smiled and patted her head, her hands softly inserted into her golden curly hair and suddenly let her close her eyes as comfortably as a cat.

Keiral's acquiescence left Catherine a little confused. Is he the cousin of his sister?

But that's okay, Sister has been depressed since she was divorced, and she thought to herself and pushed the door in with a smile: "Good morning, Mother, Sister. ”

As if she had been electrocuted, Carina and Eleonore jumped up all of a sudden: "Katheria, what are you doing here? ”

“Ah? Eh...” She was troubled by the problem and didn't know where to reply to Mother and Sister.

“This... this gentleman asked if I wanted to come with him, and I followed him.” She spoke with a twisted head and a smile.

“What the hell are you guys trying to do?” Mrs. Carina turned her face faster than the book, looking at Kerall's cold face and asking.

“Well, there was no answer to that question from the beginning, and I'm not going to tell you.” Keiral picked up the pancake and bit it. It tasted okay. The wheat cake always had a unique aroma. Although there was no such thing as a Chinese cake, it was a good food.

“But I am interested in you Francis, the kingdom of Toristine.” Keiral sat in his seat with Jiro's legs hanging, and the bath towel slipped away, leaving Katelia a little blushed.

“Interested? Like the Kingdom of Libel? Take over the kingdom of Toristine?!” Sitting across from Keiral with a grin, even though he couldn't beat Keiral, he tortured him all night yesterday, but obviously this is not the time to soften her clothes, needle tip against Maiman, needle tip against needle, she worked hard for the benefit of the kingdom of Toristine, under Keiral's auspices, to achieve the benefits that she deserves for the kingdom of Toristine.

This man is a terrible combination of wisdom and power, a perfect manifestation of magic and power, performed on her body in front of her last night.

This man has no sense of reason, this man has a monster in his heart, and he lets the monster go with no hesitation.

But this man is very intelligent, very intelligent, restraining the monster.

Unlike last night's insane performance, Kerall is now a winning ticket holder, with countless aces in his hands, playing tricks on her.

She forced herself to calm down, knowing that she was no longer the captain of the Royal Close Guard.

As a martial artist, she had to survive in this world, especially the aristocratic world, without knowing how many mental and brain cells it took, and she was really tired when faced with monsters like Kerall, she had to fight 300 percent of her heart.

Dragging his own parchment, Kerall crooked his head and ate a pancake and said, “Why do you say you don't hate the royal family? It's clearly the most promising star of tomorrow, but you've been married to a nobleman for the exchange of interests. You can be Holy Ten, but you've been dragged away for decades by common deeds. But why don't you hate the royal family? ”

Keiral's words changed her face so much that she had to screw the water out.

“Loyalty? Faith or devotion?” Kerall smiled and gently bit the pancakes.

“I wonder if you've read my novel? In verse six, chapter two, when John the Juvenile faced the army, he had no fear in his heart, no fear, no fear, some only loyalty, faith and devotion. ”

“If I die in exchange for the survival of thousands of people, then I will die. ”

“If my battle awakens the minds of tens of thousands of people, then I am willing to fight! ”

“In the name of the Knight, if my sacrifice can bring about a change in the war scene! Sacrifice!”

“Knights! Strike." Kerall whispered softly, as if singing some beautiful poetry, and this silent whisper made Kerall sing a fierce sensation.

Especially Karina, who is a samurai, is particularly vulnerable to such stories.

For the samurai, the significance of existence is the strong death of the war, it does not matter, the value of death is their idea, of course it would be better if the celebrities could die thousands of years ago.

Keiral's Knight's Book. She read it. It's a good book. Though the author has been questioned, she is the master of the intelligence system. Every move can be a huge waste. The funds in the Kingdom of Toristine are not sufficient, so she has not gone into it.

But it was unexpected that Kerall, alone, would upset the entire Liberian kingdom.

Although the Kingdom of Libel and the Kingdom of Toristine do not see each other well and live on the basis of the "heirs of the magical empire", it is clear that the economic conditions of the Kingdom of Libel are much better than those of the Kingdom of Toristine. Of course, the more than one million people in the Kingdom of Libel are clearly not comparable to the population of the Kingdom of Toristine. But the developed countries with five million people and the poor countries with 10 million people behind them, think about which one is better?

So the situation in the Kingdom of Libel is of great concern to the Kingdom of Toristine.

The national policy of every Liberal kingdom has been studied by the Kingdom of Toristine, but what really makes the Kingdom of Toristine work is not the merits of the policy, but the political problems of the Kingdom of Toristine, where a large number of nobles clogged the blood circulation of the Kingdom of Toristine like sludge, making it impossible for them to carry out even the right order, not to mention that they would change the order to a smaller extent according to their position, making it more favourable to them, which led to the correctness of the order again striking a discount - after all, the toxic tumor of the Kingdom of Toristine was in the presence of the noble physique, which spread in the Kingdom of Toristine as if it were a poisonous tumor, and then blocked the way forward for the whole Kingdom.

So Keiral's hand reached in, and to sever the tumor, he needed the most sophisticated surgery, the sharpest scalpel, and the fastest means.

Of course, cutting meat hurts. If you don't use narcotics, open the knife yourself. Severe pain can cause shock death, but at this time, if you don't take out the temper of cutting meat to feed the eagle, the whole person must have been eaten by the bald eagle.

Now Kerall doesn't need a scalpel, he doesn't need information on where and where the tumor is.

The Francis family is the source of this information.

Attacking the owner can be slow - of course, it may be quick with Kerall's means, but the sooner you do something like surgery, the better.

“You don't hate them.” Kerall smiled and concluded, "But why?! ”

“I…” Karina looked up at Kerall with tears in her eyes: "I was an orphan of the kingdom of Toristine, raised by the royal family and possessed this body, I know enough, even if this body is used in exchange for the stability of the kingdom of Toristine, I have no regrets. ”

“Ah... ah...” Kerall rubbed his eyebrows gently, "Are you royalty idiots? ”

“How much of a loyal Holy Ten can play... can't even bet on this... how old is your queen? ”

Keiral's words made it clear to Mrs. Carina that she was indeed the most qualified to enter the Tenth Majesty, but it was clear that the royal family had no faith in her and instead married her out with the words "most likely to be the Great Mage of the Ten" and married the Francis family in an attempt to cage the Francis family.

But as a result, she had three daughters, none of her sons, for so many years, and her husband had had an accident in recent years, all on her own. The Francis family spent a lot of time with her, and the so-called Holy Ten was repeatedly stretched far and far away.

Earlier in the Toristine School of Magic, which had the town of St. Ten, the headmaster had also been poisoned, leading to news that it was not St. Ten.

This is an aggravating circumstance for the kingdom of Toristine, who has recently become anxious and anxious, and why not because of the movement of the countries around her?

The national power is based on money, no money to play with the army and intelligence?

The kingdom of Toristine is typical of no money - the money is in the hands of nobles, playing with hair!

How can you build an intelligence point without money? How can you buy an official nobleman without money? How can you play intelligence without money!!!

Karina is so tired...

I'm really tired...

The kind of tiredness that everyone is going to collapse...

So when you see Keiral, you ask him in such a direct, crude way —— she asks Keiral in her capacity as Garin of the Wind.

And it's obvious that a man who's been doing intelligence for so many years can't be so grumpy, so angry.

Just because she is able to reveal her emotions - things have gone wild and are out of her control!!

Keiral sighed softly and smiled: “In that case... there's nothing I can do, just give you a little help. ”

“After all, the kingdom of Toristine was broken, and it didn't do me any good, did it? ”

Kerall crooked his head and smiled.

Mrs. Karina really doesn't think she can see through him, can't see through this man... this man, is...

“What exactly is your purpose?” She looked at Keiral that way, and Keiral was very embarrassed.

“Aller...” Kerall shrugged his shoulders gently, then took off his bath towel and started wearing his clothes: “Naturally for the whole kingdom of Toristine. ”

“Wait... you bastard, you clearly have a chance to take control of the Kingdom of Libel! Didn't you kill the Queen of the Kingdom of Libel? It is impossible to make such a mistake with your wisdom. You can do it more covertly!” She shouted like Kerall asked for proof.

“Yes, but I did.” Keiral turned his head and smiled: “The progress of a nation cannot be held hostage by a man, whether he be the queen or me. ”