The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"Because, isn't it a veritable intermarriage of two women? As a princess, if you act capriciously, then the existence of King Arthur will be instantly ruined, right?"

After all, one of the parties was by my side, so I could only choose the wording with a little caution, "But whether it is vanity or for other reasons, she endured it. But for this, I think I should admire She. Uh... of course, the last relationship she had with Lancelot you..."

Speaking of this, I also feel a little embarrassed, but obviously Lancelot doesn't seem to feel that way. Cang ice eyes staring at me quietly, seeming to be waiting for me.

"This... Although the actual situation does not know exactly what it looks like... But from the records in the book, it seems that the two of you are only purely platonic spiritual love."

After tilting my head and thinking for a while, I continued, "I believe that the out-of-control situation that appeared later is definitely not what you expected at the beginning? I think... there must be some compelling difficulties, you guys. This kind of unusual adventure and impulsive thing in the fire robbery field will be staged..."

A warm, faint smile appeared in Cang Bing's eyes.

It can be seen that Lancelot seemed very pleased with my statement.

"And...Lance..."

I looked at him and said seriously, "Although it is a very selfish idea, I think that you who can bear the sacrifice in order to maintain the reputation of King Arthur, even if you occasionally want to plan for yourself, it is understandable and tolerable. You The matter between Guinevere and King Arthur... Actually, no one is wrong ..."

Sacrificing one's own happiness for the sake of justice is definitely not a mistake from my standpoint, but it is not something I can accept.

Because I am such a selfish person.

At that time, Guinevere, who had to maintain Wang's reputation even if she had a love object, did nothing wrong.

And King Arthur, who wanted to execute Guinevere in order to maintain his reputation, cannot be said to be wrong.

Similarly, Lancelot, who decided to be willful once for his own feelings, couldn't be wrong.

Everyone is just doing what they think is right, but the end result is so...It makes people feel sad...

"No one is wrong...Is it..."

Lancelot murmured. Finally, he lowered his head and laughed, "It really looks like what you would say Amamiya..."

"What do you mean?"

I turned my head strangely to look at Lancelot.

"Do you know Amamiya? Except for me...including the king with extremely high magic resistance, no one remembers what Guinevere really looked like..."

Raising his hand and wrapping it around my shoulders from behind, Lancelot’s face was buried on my shoulders, and a slightly low voice rang in my ears, "Deliberately erased the information about Guinevere All traces turned her into a symbolic existence, instead of Wang and even me carrying all the infamy... Merlin's approach, I can't comment on right or wrong. But... what is the point of doing this? Like Gui Niwei A proud person like Er...but wants to..."

In the following words, Lancelot said nothing, but, indeed, from Lancelot's words, the kind of sadness that was almost desperate could be heard.

"In the eyes of most people, sacrificing a small number of people while preserving the majority is the most correct thing, right?"

After a suffocating silence, I shook my head and gave up analyzing, "Forget it, it's a thing of the past anyway. Now Lance, you are my Servant? Don't think about the extra things. Sorry. , Speaking of this topic..."

"Nothing, Amemiya doesn't have to say sorry to me at all."

As if he didn't want to stay on this topic any longer, Lancelot released his hand and turned the topic away, "Speaking of which, a strong energy reaction broke out in the suburbs of Shenshan Town last night."

"Huh? Which combination is fighting again?"

I also didn't want to comment on the past, so I followed Lancelot's topic.

"It was the king, Archer, and a combination that I presumed to be Berserker. Then the king's Master was seriously injured and has been sent back to the palace mansion by the Archer's Master."

After a slight pause, Lancelot said again, "And last night, I was found while following Lancer, and I had to fight him. The other party’s liberated treasure was really called'GáeBolg', so It can be speculated that the other party’s real name should be Kuflin, the'son of light' in Celtic mythology."

"Are you fighting Lancer?!"

I was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Lance, are you injured?!"

Damn, when I was sent back by the dead woman last night, I shouldn't have been staring at her and asking questions, otherwise I wouldn't be knocked out by her and miss these two battles.

"It's just a small injury, I didn't let him completely liberate the treasure."

Lancelot smiled, "When I came back, I asked Miss Caster for treatment and it was completely healed."

"Really, don't do such a dangerous thing again in the future. If you are caught, come back quickly. Anyway, at your speed, it is estimated that not many people can catch up with you."

I couldn't help but glared at him, and then another sentence, "You hurt the troublesome person but me!"

——Obviously, I'm worried about being so awkward to say... In fact, is your attribute Mensao?

Fuck you, I show it is true!

——Yes...Is it irritated?

Convex =.=|||

"Yes, I understand."

Although that was the answer, Lancelot's voice was obviously smiling, "Be careful next time."

"cut!"

Turning my face that was inexplicably hot, I lowered my head and continued to wipe out the breakfast in my hand.

Smile laugh!What are you laughing laughing?White teeth!

Chapter 22 Revisit

Well, Cavinka is so ecstasy...

I hate the bottleneck period of Cavan, and I still complain about the relationship between Xiaolanhua and Xiaoqiyu-because the atmosphere is too warm, there is no motivational scene worth writing OTZ

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-Politically, there are no permanent friends or enemies.

——So sometimes in order to avoid trouble, proper alliances are still necessary.

"Huh? You said that the woman Lancer wants me to go to the house of Eikoto today?"

Because I really don't want to leave the warm bed, so even lunch is solved in bed.

And just when I was about to take a nap at the end of the job of earning extra money, I heard the words relayed from Lancelot, so I got confused.

"Yes. Miss Lancer said you would go if you have time."

Lancelot, who was sitting near the bed in the room, looked at the thick "World Calendar" and looked up at me, "But I guess... Amamiya, you actually don't want to go?"

"Because I don't want to be toyed with by that dead woman anymore."

Of course, if I go there, I will probably be played with by the dead woman again.