My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 568 solved?

“So what do we do?” Kerall turned around and looked at Naz and Grey, he was not an old member of the fairy's tail, so even now he couldn't find an immediate solution to the situation.

On the commissioning side, the client itself is problematic, and the request to “destroy the moon” is even more silly.

The client could not be solved, but it was the client's own problem, and the client was still the devil, and Kerall felt that the pretext of wiping out evil could suffice as an end to the commission.

After all, they are demons.

“Just kill them and it's over, right?” Keiral's words made Morgana want to try.

“Wait, wait," Gray hastily stopped Keiral: “It's not our fairy's tail style to kill so directly. Besides, it's not an extermination mission, we're just here to solve the problem. ”

Indeed, that list clearly states, "Resolve the Island Curse. ”

Instead of annihilating some troubled monsters.

Just like that, it's just extermination.

Keiral looked at the frightened demons and sighed softly. Indeed, the demons did not feel like demons at all. They looked honest and more peasant than peasants. It was simply strange.

No wonder they live on an island like this, otherwise they'd have been taken as slaves.

“Oh, trouble.” Kerall tapped his head gently: “Look, I told you everything. How was my mission? ”

“No! Make sure to destroy the moon!!” The village mayor shouted very excitedly that, despite being stopped, the power of the stock did not seem to come from a thin old man.

“Tsk, please...” Kerall frowned softly.

Turning around, he found the situation a little tricky. It didn't make any sense and couldn't kill him. "Let's talk about our opinions. Let's unify our opinions." If we can't unify, we'll have to kill them all.

“Well, I still think it's better if we finish the job.” Lucy raised her weak hand.

“But it's impossible, it's impossible to destroy the moon in any way.” Grey interjected beside him.

“Just a few more punches will do it.” Naz asked excitedly, "Is the moon not destroyed before? ”

“The question is, how do you get to the moon?” Grey is desperate for Naz's common sense.

“Use the hubby!” Naz is still in high spirits.

Kerall exhaled softly: "Well, it's decided, let's just get rid of them all and go back. ”

“Hey...” Lucy and Grey laughed bitterly, but they knew that they couldn't have stopped Keiral if he had decided.

But Kerall suddenly stunned and his subconscious eyes shot in the northwest direction.

“Well, that's interesting.” Keiral pointed to the gate and said to the three of them: “Go to the village and rest. I have some things to do. When I've done something, it's almost settled. ”

“Then I'll go first, Morgana.” Greeting Morgana, Kerall disappeared directly into the forest with Morgana.

“What do we do?” Lucy was so angry that after listening to Kerall's analysis, the identity of these demons could not be clearer. Do you really want to sleep with the demons for one night?

“Oh, that sounds interesting!” Naz suddenly opened his mouth and opened the eyes of all three.

“Love! What exactly is Keiral's secret?” Hubby's words made everyone's gossip fire burn, "I'm suddenly very interested ~” Lucy's words with bright eyes aroused a strong sense of identity.

“So go check it out?” Grey cautiously proposed to.

“Love! Absolutely! ”

So the matter was settled, and the four wolves of the tail slowly followed Kerall to the door of this ruin, relying on the Habina height.

This is a pyramidal relic.

Like the Mayan pyramid, it's a flat, not a pointy pyramid, but if they want to go up, they can only climb up from it slowly.

Compare to Father Pit.

“Love, Kerall walked into this.” Hobbie reports to everyone.

“Oh, let's go.” Naz walked in first, full of momentum.

“Hey, Naz, be careful!“ Lucy grabbed Naz's arm and fell down with Naz stepping on his feet before she finished saying a word.

“Hey!” Grey responded well, but unfortunately he didn't pull them together. They were so heavy that he grabbed Lucy's arm and they took him down together.

Hobby kept his wings open, and he didn't hesitate to see it fly into the cave.

When the three of them wobbly stood up, they were finally able to face all of this soberly.

“This, this, this, what is this!!” Lucy screamed out loud.

……

“I didn't expect your vacation to be used in a place like this, Miss Urutia.” Keiral stood behind him, curling Jiro's leg, looking at each other in a very good position, smiling and asking.

“You've got the wrong person," he grinned and said to Kerall.

“No, no, no, no, no, no. How could I have mistaken you, your figure, I am so heartless,” Keiral stood up step by step and came behind her, gently holding his shoulder and smiling.

The so-called off-the-shelf sale, just absorbed a strange light, Kerall used it directly, and all the places that Kerall touched were all restored to the way Urutia was.

She looked like she was being spelled into something strange and hard to see.

“Look at you, how beautiful you are now, how ugly you were just now ~” Keiral gently stopped her waist, his hands paddled along her back, the cape turned into a white kimono, white and flawless, looking its beauty and beauty.

Keiral's hands gently brushed over her head, face, lips, slowly restored by Keiral to her own Urutia enlarged her eyes, cherry little mouth opened to O shape, how could she not have imagined that Keiral still had this magical ability!

But Kerall does! Faced with Urudia, he smiled: "I give you a day off, you use it in a place like this, shouldn't you explain to me what you're doing here? ”

Keiral is more like a snake, more like a charmer, more like Namandro than she is.

A tempting fragrance with a delicious glow, but also very poisonous, luring her down into the abyss.

“Oops...” she didn't believe herself to make such a sound, such a weak sound... how could such a weak voice be made by her?

“That's a good boy,” said Kerall, gently biting her earlobes.

“So tell me why you're here.” His hands slowly penetrated her clothes, cold fingers touching the fat like white jade could not help but tremble slightly, she was like electrically shocked goose bumps, she broke free of Keiral, she looked at Keiral slightly, with caution, but the redness on her face was extremely obvious.

Kerall was gently smelling the scent on his fingertips, and the trick was not hidden.

“So why are you here?” Keralway is so tempting, he does everything he can.

Forcing her into the position of magical councillor, intimidating her with his magic, seducing her with seduction, Kerall's means made her sweat between just a few moves, not knowing how to deal with them.

“Ha ha, you can't say that.” She smiled and disappeared instantly in front of Kerall.

Keiral's eyes squinted, her magic...

Interesting. Interesting.

This Urutia brings even more secrets than he thought and thought Urutia was just the one who stood behind Zikrein and took control of him, so Kerall asked her to stay and cooperate with herself only for the first month.

But now it looks like this woman has more secrets than he thought.

“Interesting. Let's go see what she wants.” Kerall hooked his fingers at Morgana, nodded Morgana's cozy face, listened to his side ears and instantly rushed toward the upper level.

Kerall didn't slow down at all, but the idle gait didn't rush behind her, just slowly walked to the top of the pyramid.

“What man!” A lot of people suddenly poured out of the shadows and drank at Morgana, who was fast.

But Morgana is now almost 70 kilometers an hour, and the fast average person can only see one shadow, and in fact many people come out to drink it.

But Morgana wasn't just herself, she was also responsible for Kerall's escort.

Morgana, who was only 14 years old, had recently been fed up and dressed warmly, and was no less intense than Mikasa, 70 yards an hour. Morgana could kick even a piece of iron, let alone a bone.

She didn't push too hard at all, she just borrowed on the other side, and the other side flew backwards, and that's the power of speed.

Keiral walks usually follow Morgana on the road, all the way down to the ground kicked by Morgana.

Their groans were tragic, but Kerall had no intention of healing them.

This is the enemy.

Kerall never healed the enemy.

Keiral is the person who can tell the most about his ass, his position, his position on the Knightland, so even in Libel, in Toristine, in the kingdom of Fiore, everything is done for the Knightland.

He stood by the kingdom of Fiore, so everything he did was for the kingdom of Fiore.

He stands on the fairy's tail, so everything he does is for the fairy's tail.

Distinguishing one's position is essentially what a wise man should be.

All things have their own priorities. For example, Kerall's priority on the Cavalier continent will always be Camelot, and he helped Macedonia attack Rome only for Camelot's benefit, and in the Magic continent it will always be Cavalier's priority, and everything he does is for the Cavalier continent.

It's not a matter of two feelings, it's a question of love being an alternative, it's a question of persistence.

Is this like a Chinese man betraying his country for the love of a Japanese woman?

At least Kerall won't, that's what he insists.

Bottom line, principle, last but not least interest.

What is Urutia's first priority?

Or what's in her interest?

Everything always has a core of interests…

Keiral went all the way to the top of the pyramid and looked at the group surrounded by the evil A's.

Looks like a demon-worshipping cult, a group of people kneeling on the platform who can't even see their faces clearly in a mask, kneeling constantly against the center of the stage, but the center of the stage has nothing, the moonlight slowly falls down like substance, and then falls down, like an elevator.

“This is...” Kerall stunned and slowly took a few steps forward, attracting a lot of attention all of a sudden, "Who are you! Why are you here? ”

The two loud guys are different from the others.

A man who looked like a dog, but was naked, and another man with extremely thick eyebrows, stood left and right and drank angrily at Kerall.

Keiral walked slowly towards them as if he hadn't heard.

“You bastard!” The head of the dog drank out loud: "Listen to someone else! ”

He suddenly had long, greasy green nails on his hands, clearly poisoned. Although Keiral's body was basically intoxicating, Keiral didn't want that filthy thing to touch him.

But Kerall wasn't on the other side because he knew someone would come out and clean up the mess.

A red figure instantly appeared in front of the other side, a cannon in the sky, a leg directly on the other side's chin, which is not Morgana shy, but Morgana's height can only raise her leg to the other side's chin, or kick down three ways.

For Kerall's sake, Morgana was not holding hands, his leg was so heavy that he kicked out a bite of blood, and at least a concussing head of dog was hit with a blow.

“Shit!” Crude eyebrows are shocked. Shaking hands is a magic blade. Kerall doesn't recognize each other's magic, but it doesn't change in nature. If you use magic to make material attacks, then Kerall just needs to...

Kerall gently drew a circle, and the attack struck Morgana as if it had gone into hot water.

“What?” The coarse eyebrows were staring out, and he wouldn't be so surprised if it was an ordinary defense, but Kerall just waved, and his magic came back to nothing?

What's the gap?

Gaps enough to make him desperate.

Morgana didn't give him much time to think about these things, and instantly she kicked in front of the other side.

“It's no use! My fluctuating magic, you can't call in.” For the first time, Morgana, who was ejected in an instant, discovered that the gap between flesh and magic was so great.

Kerall finally had to stop.

Turn your head and look at Morgana, revealing a smile: "Tell you the trick. ”

“The fluctuating thing is the speed and frequency of the attack, and if you adjust your frequency to be like him, then he can't stop you. ”

Keiral's words annoyed the coarse eyebrows for a while: “Are you kidding me? How could such a little girl...”

One kick.

A powerful kick, though lethal enough for the average man, because there was a dog-headed man playing the street before he dared not pick up Morgana's leg.

But he suddenly realized that his fluctuating magic couldn't rule him out.

This means only one thing.

That's Morgana keeping up with his fluctuations.

It's a terrible thing.

Because everything in the world is made up of frequencies, which are inherently human instincts, and of course, there are also arthropods like insects, but obviously Morgana is starting to follow his frequency.

Morgana does not need to accelerate to that point because it is difficult to change the frequency in the case of acceleration, in other words Morgana has been in a state of inability to accelerate or change speed since acceleration, so Morgana does not kick this foot out with speed.

It's power.

An unparalleled power...

No one knows exactly how powerful a force can erupt in her tiny body. It's just that her left foot kicked all the nearby stones out of her foot, but that kicked out of her right foot constantly swings with each other's frequency, then...

Blocked? No, this is just the last layer of shame after getting rid of each other's ripple magic.

Morgana instantly kicked her legs out, her eyebrows just felt the power coming from her hand, and the whole person was kicked five or six meters high, seven or eight meters away, straight out toward the pyramid.

“Well done.” Morgana returned to Kerall, who gently touched her hair and smiled and sighed.

“Get out. Now get out. I can spare your life.” The magic of the third jumper is rich, but unfortunately that's all. The other party's magic is not everywhere. It's just the peak of the triangle. Keiral has no contempt for the other party. It's just where the other party's cheerful self-confidence comes from. It's really ridiculous.

“Young man, where does your confidence come from?” Although Kerall was talking to him, he didn't give up his search for Urutia for a moment.

“Leon, what are you doing?” Gray climbed up from behind the rock angrily, yelling at the man in the mask.

“Grey...” The masked man didn't react much, looking at Grey indifferently, he turned his head and looked at the moonlight like a droplet.

“Almost there. Almost there.” He muttered softly.

“You guys, you know what you're doing!” Grey rushed up and grabbed each other's collar and yelled.

“Roll...” He looked at Grey in cold color and grabbed Grey's forehead with one hand.

In an instant, the freeze directly froze Grey's entire body inside.

“Greg!” Lucy, Naz, and Hubby all screamed together.

“No problem.” Kerall waved gently, a moment of purple moonlight turned, and a huge light covered Grey, and the ice was instantly dissolved.

“Ah… ah… Shizukuishi of the Moon…” The other side looked at the moonlight turning and found it incomprehensible.

Droplets of the moon... Shizuku means droplets of water, that is, this is what the moonlight gathers? Good stuff.

Kerall thought about it and suddenly concentrated all the light on Morgana.

“Mr. Kerall, what do you want?” Lucy came up shocked, and the dramatic changes in the situation did not make her feel safe, but rather made her feel more distracted.

“Attach a weapon to her.” Kerall smiled and said.

Ready-made resources, not for nothing.

It is obvious that Shizukuishi Moon is purposefully conceived with conviction.

Although Kerall doesn't know what the other party's purpose is, what does Kerall have to do with it?

Morgana lacks effective means of attack against the sorcerer from the outset, the sorcerer has too much defense and too many tactics, and Morgana's attack is too single, as long as the first move passes, it basically does not pose any threat to any seen sorcerer.

But Shizukuishi's attribute is [Demon Breaking].

In other words, if the Shizukuishi of the Moon is instilled into Morgana's body, Morgana can basically be regarded as [exorcised] body. Although it will inevitably be injured in the face of sharp physical magic, its effect on Morgana is absolutely insignificant in the face of widespread elemental attacks.

That's a good idea for Kerall.

“You bastard, what do you want!” The masked young man named Leon, who knew Grey well, seemed angry, and all his purposes were probably on Shizuku this month, so Keral was basically going crazy with Shizuku.

His moves were too big, his magic fluctuations were too intense, and he didn't do anything to save his magic.

You know, only rookies do that.

Holy Ten can squander their magic without any hesitation, because their realm can automatically help them squeeze their magic, and ordinary magicians dare to squander their magic so aggressively that the other side's magic is only enough for two or three advanced magic or dozens of intermediate magic.

This number is really pathetic for Holy Ten.

But what Kerall wanted to do was not want him to release magic at all.

Because that would not only interrupt Morgana's indoctrination, but it would also make all sides of the world a mess, which is too much trouble.

Kerall is trying to avoid trouble.

So Kerall pointed at him gently, and then a beam of light went through his fingertips and shot him straight through the collarbone and knocked him down.

That's it.