The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Very rare, he did not choose to call me by the full name of "His Royal Highness" or "Guineville".

The nickname that blurted out made me feel for a moment as if I was back in the past.

Those simple and happy days with Lancelot in the English territory.

"Ah...I'm fine..."

After a slight daze, I couldn't help but curled up my lips and responded with a smile.

he came.

Here comes...

Just recognizing this, I felt that the haze that had enveloped my heart at the beginning gradually dispersed.

"I'm sorry for being late. Because quite a few things have happened on the territory during this time...If it weren't for the emergence of emergency measures, I'm afraid it will be a little longer."

Lancelot looked at me, Cang Bing's eyes full of guilt and worry, "We will investigate your whereabouts after confirming that the situation is stable... I am the vanguard, Sir Gajrez, Ramorock The Jazz and Sir Gawain have also come together. Now the territory is shared by Sir Gareth and Sir Tristan."

That's right... Is it so long to come here because of the priority to ensure the stability of the territory?

"It's nothing, the stability of a territory is very important."

Listening to this expected answer, I don’t know why I feel that a dark cloud has passed through my heart, "After all, Arthur is fighting outside. If the rear is unstable, it will affect the stability of the front."

In the corner of his eye, something seemed to flicker.

After looking intently, I realized that it was a silver ring on Lancelot's left ring finger.

It should be... a wedding ring, right?

Ah, how did you forget this?

Lancelot has... he has...

"Ah...That's right. I'm just sorry to make you..."

As if he had noticed the direction I was looking at, Lancelot paused slightly, and the hands resting on my shoulders slowly retracted and hung on my side, hidden under the cloak, "Sorry, let you I've been waiting here for a long time."

"Although I have lost my freedom, Meranget is still very polite to me."

If I withdrew my gaze nonchalantly, I looked away, and at the same time secretly spurned the loss of myself, "It's just a pity that there is a Forbidden Magic Array outside the room where I was imprisoned, otherwise I should have been able to get out."

Lancelot will marry a wife and have children. It's a matter of course, isn't it?

After all, he is so popular... and the Guardian Knight is not forbidden to marry.

Between me and him, I never promised anything, relying only on tacit understanding...

"Guiwei, I..."

After seeming to hesitate for a while, Lancelot suddenly raised his head and looked at me, "Please don't get me wrong, I, why I..."

"Oh..."

Just when Lancelot was trying to say something, the baby in my arms suddenly made a sound that was close to crying.

So I naturally began to rush to determine the reason for his crying, and what Lancelot originally wanted to say choked up in an instant and returned to silence.

"Tsk, that's true. I just wanted to say that you were quieter and you would trouble me."

I was sure that Galahad burst into tears because I was hungry. I had no choice but to use alchemy to condense a water ball with a little temperature and feed it into his mouth little by little.

Wait...you must find a way to get some milk when you get to the nearest village.

"...This kid..."

As if only to notice the child in my arms, Lancelot's expression changed slightly, "Could it be..."

"..."

The moment I heard his slightly puzzled question, I was sure that my face must have cooled down instantly, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you? Sir Lancelot da Longs."

I can almost guess what he thinks, after all, if you count time, it is normal for such misunderstandings.

However, I also know.

I can bear how others misunderstand me, but only...he can't!

"!"

Lancelot was taken aback, lifted up and looked at my face with "Unbelievable", "Guiwei, you..."

"His name is Galahad. There is no last name."

After simply saying this, I leaned over him and walked to the horse that was hovering nearby because of no one's manipulation. "Now he is hungry, and I want to rush to the nearest village. Your horse, I will go first. It's used. As for others...you should have something to use for contact? I beg you to contact me."

"Guiwei, please wait a moment."

Almost the moment I passed him by, Lancelot hurriedly reached out and took my wrist, "I just want to say..."

"have nothing to say!"

On the cold wrist of the original body, the warm temperature of Lancelot's palm seemed so hot at the moment, "Let go."

"The spread of such a thing will affect Wang and your reputation!"

It seems that I really feel a little anxious, Lancelot's tone is a little excited, "Now the situation in the territory has just stabilized, and something like this has spread..."

After all, is he worried about the impact on Altria's reputation?

While recognizing this fact, I felt that my heart instantly became cold and sank.

"what……"

Inexplicably, I started to want to laugh, "Haha..."

Then, I really laughed like that.

Laughing at one's own extravagant hopes, at one's own innocence, at one's own...sad...

I should have known it, right?

Before being the chief of the Knights of the Round Table and the guardian knight of Princess Guinevere, he was the knight who swore allegiance to Altria.

In his heart, the first place is always the loyalty to Altria and to "King Arthur".

Once there is a conflict between me and Altria, he will only choose Altria, who is the "King Arthur", and not me-no matter what before that, the relationship between me and him What a tacit understanding is more pleasant.