The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

The “must be bow” failnaught that can distort the law of causality, even if it’s only the first form of liberation, I don’t think that my own skill can avoid the arrows it shoots—so it’s obvious that the young man in front of me is fighting from the beginning. The idea of ​​"warning" attacked me.

Jumping off the roof lightly, I turned to the front of the young man, smiled so that the frightened Nightingale stopped on his shoulder, "I never seem to have seen you...Did you just arrive in London?"

I looked closer and discovered that the color of the silver-haired young man's eyes turned out to be very beautiful, close to a golden clear amber.

"Huh?...Uh, yes. I only arrived in London this morning."

Obviously he did not adapt to the deflection of my topic. After the young man reflexively answered, he realized what was wrong and frowned at me, "No, who are you? Why are you here?"

Did you just arrive this morning...

I quickly recalled the names of the customs clearance approvals I had collected every day, and I contacted the sphere of influence of the camp I was in. I immediately knew who the young man in front of me was: "If you guessed it correctly. , Your name...should be Tristan? Son of King Meloidas."

"!"

He was stunned, and then took two steps back, "How did you know?! I obviously..."

"Don't be so nervous? Your name is no secret."

I followed the nightingale's feathers on my shoulders, I clicked its wings to signal it to leave, turned my head to look at him, and slightly curled the corners of his lips, "Also, my friend told me this."

Seeing his nightingale, who had moved to fly away, moved back and turned his eyes in amazement, I don't have to guess to be sure that he wanted to switch off.

But forget it, I have no obligation to correct this mistake, am I?

Tristan came here, probably on the order of his father, to come and give his uncle, King Martin of Cornwall, the support of force.(Tian Yin: Cornwall is at the southwestern end of England, west of Devon.)

Because Cornwall's geographical location is relatively special, closer to Orkney, so after meeting Martin, I can only persuade him to try to remain neutral without angering King Luther.

However, if the current situation in London really develops, even if the "Sword in the Stone" has made a choice but still relies on a duel to determine the terrible status of the throne, I think that kind of verbal covenant is really inaccurate.

If you really had to meet in the duel, I have to say that Tristan's engraved bow would be a very tricky existence.

"Anyway..."

It seems that after I called out his name, Tristan, who put his guard down on me, nodded to me, "Wandering outside without going to rest late at night is easy to provoke criticism... Your Excellency, please go back and rest as soon as possible. Right."

Should I just take off his left arm while he is completely defenseless against me now?

After all, it is impossible to determine whether Martin will always remain neutral...

Just as I was thinking about this idea, a crow suddenly fell on my shoulder and flew away after yelling twice.

This crow is Merlin's envoy, and there is only one reason for appearing with me—he thinks I should go back.

So I could only depress the thoughts of the talent and gave Tristan a smile: "Indeed. In that case, I will accept your advice and go back to rest."

"what?"

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then chased behind me, "That...your name is..."

"I'll tell you when I meet again."

After stretching for a while, I jumped directly, easily jumped up the wall by the wall, and then waved to Tristan, "I look forward to seeing you again, Your Excellency Tristan."

Then, turning around, he wouldn't have to jump off the wall and flash back.

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"came back?"

As soon as he opened the door of the basement, he heard what Merlin said.

"What about coming back? What about not coming back?"

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the chair instead, then leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Merlin, who was sitting on the chair resting at this moment, and his face was obviously better. Then I raised my eyebrows, "I said, why are you irritated? How come the smile makes people feel creepy..."

That kind of fox smile that is obviously calculating something... It's...

It makes people feel uncomfortable seeing it.

"See it for yourself."

But apparently Merlin was in a really good mood at the moment. He waved his hand and let a document fly in front of me, "Don't tell me, you don't know what this means."

"..."

The file is very simple, but the content described in it is very shocking.

And I, almost at the moment when I understood what it meant, I thought of the reason why Merlin was in a good mood-and I have to admit that the information represented by this document can indeed alleviate what we have now. Dilemma.

What is the most troublesome problem for Altria now?

That is, there is not enough qualifications to convince the public.

The documents that Merlin showed me showed that a group of Saxons were descending along the coastline, preparing to land at the mouth of the Gleni River at the western end of England.

At least not a fool, you can understand what this information represents.

"History is on our side."

Seeing my expression, Merlin, who seemed to have understood my thoughts, leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his raised knees, and relaxed, "Do you have any other ideas?"

"In this battle, Arthur can only win, and she will never lose."

"That's right."

Chapter 23 Strategic Planning

As a result, the other two members of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who did not appear in the frontal description finally appeared.

One is the guy who came out at the end of this article who is not the most perverted but only more perverted called "the most reminiscent of No. 1 in the entire knight order"-as for the name of the next chapter.

And the other... Well, the only hint I can do is that his first head-on appearance in this chapter was not after the dividing line, eh.

I believe many people have already guessed the reason, right?

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——The mountains and rain are coming and the wind is full of buildings.

——This calm before the storm, I don’t know how long it will last.

"Gui Wei! Gui Wei!"

The flies-like sound coming from my ear finally made me barely hold up my eyelids, barely glanced at the person and closed it again, then turned over and continued to sleep!