My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 585: Zikrein's Conspiracy

The quality of this bed is excellent, and that's why the crackling Keral and the conquered girl Urutia in this queen bed are finally enjoying themselves.

Urudia is one of those charming inner types, and she looks very bold in bed, and she lets go, although only for the first time, but obviously she is not physically defeated by Kerall, and after the pain, she has plenty of time to enjoy the fish water.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

The melody of conquest and conquest has always been the subject of men and women, and for some reason, Uruthia was extremely committed to this confrontation, even arguably an absolutely joyful enjoyment.

Since she's so proactive, Kerall isn't really a man if he cares about anything else.

The whole bed was supposed to be stable as Tarzan, but it was crashed by the impact of two people.

The woman next to her was blushing and breathing heavily, but she didn't dare to open her eyes, disturbing two good things.

She doesn't know exactly where she is yet, why she is here, who she is, but the unbridled rolling sheets of the other party is really embarrassing to her old woman. She is only 32 years old now, she was married long ago, and as a result, her husband encountered a warcraft in the ice, and her daughter inherited the immense magic of both of them.

This tragic story, if it weren't for the two disciples who were with her later, wouldn't know if she could really live the rest of her life.

But what is it now?

The sound of two people rolling their sheets didn't stop until she was stiff all over her body, not just for an hour or two?

These two are really messy.

Of course, Uru from the North knows that ordinary people roll sheets for half an hour at the most. It's extremely cold and poor in the North. Nothing to do at night is roll sheets, and that's why she had a daughter so young.

But like this pair of fighters, so long lasting, but none of them.

She's not Holy Ten, she belongs to the post-mortem seal, and now she's just a quadrilateral magician, and she can't really feel the sheets rolling around her two huge sources of magic.

After all, the enduring war had fallen behind, the two men were all red and hugged together because of the excessive fighting, and Kerall held her beside her chest in a smooth and straightforward manner.

Urutia leaned in Kerall's arms for a moment, feeling only unprecedented comfort, and a creature such as a woman, whether stronger, harder or whatever, had to rely on it.

This dependant family cannot give her, only a reliable man can become her windshield and rely on the mountains.

It has nothing to do with age, character, power, which is what women physically decide.

Dependent on a man's physiology.

“So who the hell are you?” Kerall gently wrapped his hands around her armpit and played with the pair of elastic, white balls.

For a man, this is absolutely the best of the best.

“I belong to the heart of the devil, the head of the seven families of purgatory, Urudia, of course, now I am just your woman...” Her fingers gently circled Keiral's chest, this woman, like a fairy, her energy and fighting power is second only to that of Artoria bathed in dragon blood...

Wait, dragon blood, dragon, dragon wizard? Kerall, as if he had caught something, was attracted by Urutia's next words: “To destroy the magical council. ”

“This is no good ~” Kerall pinched her belet with a smile, and the stimulus of the moment rose, “The Devil's Heart, the Gate of the Underworld, General Six Demons, what is the relationship between these three Balaam alliances? ”

Keiral nodded Uruthia: “The devil's heart was founded by the fairy's successive chairman, Hades, for the Dark Wizard [Joseph]. ”

“Is that Joseph, who is said to be the source of all darkness?” Keiral's words made Urutia squeeze him tighter in his arms. “Mmm.”

“Where's the Gate of the Underworld?” Kerall is looking for more information, and the Baram alliance established by the three guilds clearly exists at the same level as the Magic Council, meaning that the three guilds have at least three Holy Ten levels of fighting power.

No, from the point of view of the demon's heart with Uruthia, the Holy Ten, the other side might even double its strength, six, or nine?!

Whatever it is, it is a major threat.

“The Gate of the Underworld does not intersect much with us, but there is a very powerful ice magician in the Gate of the Underworld, whom I have dealt with. ”

Urudia knows a lot, but most of it belongs to General Six Demons and the Heart of the Devil, and Kerall has this concept and a heart.

“So who's Zicklein?” Kerall thought Zikrein was supposed to be an undercover of one of the three guilds, but Urutia laughed: “He, he's just a pathetic bastard. When I used to be in the dark, I kept encouraging him to have strange dreams, and his goal was Joseph, but he was trying to revive Joseph, which was ridiculous, because Joseph wasn't dead. ”

“Not dead? What's that supposed to mean?” Kerall frowned, and he didn't feel how powerful Joseph was. It was an absolute confidence of the Tenth Holy Congress in himself, and Kerall's pride in himself.

But for the magicians of the Magic Continent, Joseph was like a charm, and the demons brought about by Joseph's evil spiritual conductor were so distracted.

“So that Daliola, you were preparing for Joseph?” Kerall's intelligence wasn't built, and soon came to mind with some of the things she had done on Devil Island.

“Are those demons related to Joseph?” Kerall Lenovo is remarkable.

“No, it was just Daliola, who felt that Daliola could not escape the island even if it broke its seal, destroying at most a demonic village, so I agreed with Leon when they moved Daliola.” Urutia's intelligence is not low, she shook her head and said.

“Interesting.” Kerall thought about it, combed it up, found some loopholes, opened it up, and went on to ask: “Why is Zeke Crain here? He's a Holy Ten. Though he's too young to be a powerful fighter, you should never have put him in a magic council because he can take a seat, right? ”

“Yes, that guy still thinks I'm his subordinate, and what he needs is the 2.7 billion magic that can [resurrect] Joseph's powerful needs.” Urudia laughed, seemingly ridiculing Zikrein, and seemingly ridiculing so much magic.

“It takes about 27 Holy Ten powers, which is almost impossible to gather together...” Uruthia hips and laughs, about 30 Holy Ten across the magic continent, but only about 15 people can really gather up and not necessarily follow orders, which is almost impossible, so 2.7 billion magic instills at the same time, the only thing the other party can calculate is the magic council.

“Really, really.” Keiral finally realized in a bit of a flash that Zikrein, as one of the top ten judges of the Holy See, raised his hand basically, had no say whatsoever and his position was neutral to the point where everyone was going to pull him together.

This vote is so critical that he cannot be ignored.

So while Zyklein raised his hand in the magic council basically, behind the scenes was an exchange of interests.

And Zyklein not only reaps a lot of benefits, but he also hears about a lot of secrets, and intelligence advantages make him feel confident about himself.

Unfortunately, all of this is just a toy controlled by Urudia.

The purpose of Urutia is to judge the Council of Magic.

It is in the interest of the devil's heart to destroy the magic council completely.

So it's no surprise she showed up here.

As Gerrard's subordinate...

“This is really interesting.” Kerall touched his chin, covered with a blanket, lay down in his arms and fell asleep on his left, calculating something in his heart.

“When does he intend to implement the plan? ”

“Sarah, just recently.” Urutia doesn't have to say anything.

Whatever Ziklein's plan was meant to be just bamboo basket watering, it didn't make any sense, so she didn't really care. Ziklein would definitely notify her when she sent the plan, so she wasn't in a hurry.

Keiral had a plan in mind: "Good, then, go to sleep. ”

“Sleep with no one, go.” She finally discovered her mother's abnormality. When Uruthiaton, who was passionately running away, blushed and pushed a handful of Keiral. Keiral walked past her and Uru. It was obvious that Keiral, as Holy Tenth Early, had learned about Uru's awakening. She still asked so many questions, her face was going to be disgraced.

Leaving Kerall, Urutia hurriedly walked out of Kerall's room with a blanket, and the frogs who came and went ignored them, but Rabbi shouted in surprise, shaking Urutia like a thunderbolt: “Kai... Miss Urutia, you...” She looked at Kerall in the bath towel and Urutia in the blanket: “You are...”

……

“Urudia...” The red-eyed Uru looked out the door, “I do have a daughter named Urudia... but she's been dead for a long time...”