My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 537: Charlotte the Snowstorm

The name of Tabassa is Charlotte Eleanor Orlea.

She was the daughter of a former prince of the Autonomous Region of Goliath, except that since her father had somehow died and her mother had lost her mind, her name had been anonymous and Tabassa had come to study at the Toristine School of Magic.

But in fact, Kerall did not know beforehand that Tabassa was the first successor to the Autonomous Region of Goliath, but only after investigation by Mikasa's intelligence agency did he know that the student had this big fish in him.

To be honest, Tabassa's gift is very attentive to him, but after all, Tabassa is not from the Knights' mainland, let alone his. Her gift is brilliant, she is only a 15-year-old triangle magician, and it has nothing to do with Keiral, but if she carries a political position, her weight in Keiral's mind will change.

Honestly, when a daughter of a director of public security and a billionaire daughter are in front of you, the average person usually understands which woman weighs heavier, right?

Kerall was originally the best figure in the power to call the male continent and naturally had an incredibly accurate political view. He needed Tabassa's identity, so he started the third part of the Alliance of Small States project directly with Tabassa.

To be honest, the plan of the Alliance of Small States was meant to be an all-night conversation, because Kerall never had it from the beginning.

But in the end, the national policy is the right place. In Huaxia, the reform and opening up of the seventies, the going out of the eighties, the great strides of the nineties, until the beginning of the rapid development in the twenties, the proactive launching of the year 21, these things are the coincidence of the times and the circumstance, the Cold War in the seventies gave the best opportunity, the Midwest Honeymoon in the eighties, the unstoppable in the nineties, the opening up of trade in the twenties, and the recession of the United States itself in the twenty-first year.

This is the wave of times.

If you don't climb the wavehead with a surfboard, you'll be smashed by the wavehead, like an internal contradiction that has broken out after two decades of fermentation because of the domestic situation, like a neon controlled by the United States for 70 years of meat cutting.

These are the limitations of the times.

Kerall, as a bystander, is absolutely absolutely clear about these things.

That is why it is not impossible to steer the development of a number of immediate plans to the right place.

There are two kinds of people in the world, one without brains, who is very powerful in action, who has no brains and only listens to their leaders' commands, so they can do their subordinates all their lives, and the other with brains but very poor in action, who have brains and no courage, who can only help their leaders to plan but do not dare to film themselves, who are good plotters but are by no means good monarchs, for example, they are famous for plotting to stop these two people in some way, but they do not have enough combined abilities.

And then there's the other one, who's very judgmental, who can constantly enrich himself through reading and journalism, and then they're motivated to keep up with their thinking, which starts thinking about what's next and even a dozen steps after they start acting.

Such people are the most visible leaders.

Keiral is such a person herself, Artoria is not impulsive though she lacks forward-looking, after a period of instruction... cough, training can slowly become such a person, Nero, Alexander and others are born like this person, Gilgamesh has a strong personality charm, but still lacks forward-looking, that is, looking forward to this attribute.

And Keiral was the most powerful figure of his time, none of them. Why would he support Artoria?

One was in his last life. He was almost used to helping his best friend find a place to fill in the gap from the perspective of a bystander. The other was where Altorian descent lay. In this era, the focus on descent far exceeded the focus on ability. Besides, he and Altoria were husband and wife, who and who? Is that necessary?

So Tabassa's water rises in Kerall's heart, of course.

After learning that Tabassa was the daughter of the Prince of the Autonomous Region of Goliath, Kerall changed the plan directly and temporarily, something that would have failed to be frank, but once successful, the profits were high enough to put anyone at risk.

“Mikasa, help me send a letter to Arieta, we'll meet outside the royal city.” Keiral stood next to Tabassa, and outside was Mikasa.

“Ha.” Mikasa said nothing but a voice expressing all her determination.

Keiral also wrote something on the writing desk in the principal's office. Tabassa, who was woken up in the middle of the night, looked at Keiral without any dissatisfaction, with a magic wand higher than hers. She looked at Keiral with silence, her teacher, silence.

“Go on.” Keiral sealed the wax and stamped it with the seal of the Dean of the Toristine School of Magic, which is not only a seal, but also one of the keys to Mikasa's ability to deliver the letter into the Imperial City.

Otherwise, the Imperial City will not be accessible to anyone.

Mikasa is famous at the top of the Toristine kingdom, but who knows you? Isn't that just a warrant?

“Well, let's go too.” Looking at Mikasa wearing a cape, Keiral said to Tabassa: “First we go to Wangcheng, then we go from Wangcheng to Goliath Autonomous Region, and finally, we expel your uncle from Goliath Autonomous Region. ”

“Then you will become a female consul of the Autonomous Region of Goliath, washing away your father's stigma.” The beautiful blueprint described by Kerall did not impress Tabassa.

She shook her head gently: "No. ”

“?” Kerall turned around and looked at her with an eye for questioning.

“I don't want to.” She shook her head gently, but very firmly.

“I... really like school today.” She looked up, only 148 of them. She looked at Keiral, one meter and eighty-five, very hard, but she looked up at Keiral's eyes. “Everyone is happy now, I'm happy too, I have many friends, I don't want to go back to Goliath Autonomous Region...”

She hasn't said that much in a long time, so it's been a long time since she took the courage to say so much.

Mikasa has left, but they are still here...

Kerall stared at her, he was reluctant to force the will of the other, and he was more willing to slowly restore Tabassa's faith through guidance.

“What about your mother if you give up?” By investigating Kerall knew that her mother was a beautiful woman, but the night before her uncle became consul, her mother robbed the poison she was supposed to drink and went mad.

Kerall doesn't know if she's pretending to be crazy or not, but Kerall knows: "As long as you don't die for a day, your mother and you will always be in danger, and your uncle won't die for a day, and you will still be in danger. Is that what you want? ”

“I know you're always sent to be a dangerous man, and it's great to be a triangular magician and use nature as a dead man, but have you ever wondered what would happen to your mother if you died? ”

“Did you ever think that she was an ordinary person of no royal descent, that minutes would turn her into a junior prisoner, that death row inmates would even be sent to military camps to be prostitutes?” Keiral looked down at her and asked seriously.

Tabassa was completely ignored by Kerall, who watched Kerall suddenly bite his lip and nodded and said, "Okay, I do. ”

“Well, yes, let's go clean up your Uncle Wang, then empty the entire Autonomous Region of Goliath, then let the administrator of the Kingdom of Libel take over, then you come back to class.” Kerall did not hesitate to take the initiative to assign the Autonomous Region of Goliath to the Kingdom of Libel because he knew her character, nodded softly, Tabassa had no meaning, and she did not want to get into politics, this time only to rely on Kerall's strength to address the threat.

That's all.

Kerall patted her head gently and held it easy with his height: "Don't worry, you know the healing magic of the teacher, the teacher will heal your mother. ”

She suddenly trembled and took two steps forward to hold Keiral's waist and buried her head in Keiral's arms.

The muffled voice came from Kerall's arms: "Really...? ”

“Can it really be cured?” Her voice is weak, but it cannot conceal its weakness.

“Well, don't worry. Leave it to me.” Kerall gently touched her head and said softly with a touch of love in her heart: "I'll be the one to brush the haze in your heart. ”

This is not far from the Imperial City, so Mikasa has been waiting for a long time at the Imperial City Gate when Kerall rode Tabassa to the Imperial City Gate.

“Been a long time.” Kerall covered him and Tabassa, leaving only two people with a silver head and a blue head, Mikasa glanced at Tabassa, and she wasn't jealous of a 14-year-old little girl, but the key to this business fell on this little girl's head, and the world was amazing.

After all, the sun is still glowing. Many of the heirs on this side of the Magic Continent are women?

The same goes for the Cavalier continent.

Mikasa walked through the gods and two fast horses headed straight for the Autonomous Region of Goliath.

On the eve of this slow snowstorm, the snowy Tabassa, no, snowy Charlotte took her teacher back to the Autonomous Region of Goliath, and it was time to start revenge.

Your haze, I'll clean it.