The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Morgan believes that Galahad is the child of Melangut and me-although this is not the case, so the new and old nobles of Camelot she guided are targeted by Galahad.

In the same way, as long as I can prove that Galahad and I have no blood relationship at all, the mighty "conquest" that Camelot is now targeting me immediately loses its foothold-and the whole collapses. It is completely predictable.

When Morgan pushed me on the road of despair, was he not walking a tightrope?

If it weren’t for the ceremony to prove that I was not related to Galahad, it was controlled by the church, and Morgan’s influence on the church was negligible, I think I would have been caught as long as the rumors came out. Pull it for a ceremonial appraisal.

But even though it’s true to say that, in terms of time, it’s almost time to close the net, right?

Looking at the latest piece of information from Gajrez, I tapped the desk lightly and thought.

Although it is not clear what is going on between Morgan and Agulang, it is clear that the identity of the Templar knight is not that simple-his still alive is a strong proof.

Judging from the information provided by Merlin, there was also contact between Agolang and Altoria. Although they were all contacted under the name of the church, they did nothing to talk about, but I can tell Altoria. I still admire him.

In fact, apart from other aspects, Agulang is very good in appearance and skill.

And every time you talk about Altria, it's not just me, even Merlin admits that he sometimes feels stomachache + headache.

Speaking of it, the current Altria has changed a lot from when she first met.Perhaps because of the tempering on the battlefield, her whole concept is changing-but some of the essence has not changed.

It's right to be kind to her own people, but Altria hasn't done less to squeeze the villages and towns to prepare for military needs these days.

Cruelty to the enemy is true, but it is also very common that as long as the enemy surrenders on the battlefield, it is forgotten.

For Altria, her world is black and white, black and white, simple and clear.

Considering her camp of order and goodness, there is nothing wrong with this idea, but the problem is that, as the king of a country, this kind of black and white worldview... doesn't work.

Now Altria is chasing the Saxons, and I have nothing to do with her, so there is no conflict yet.

But I can also predict that once Altria returns to Camelot after victory, the conflict of ideas between me and her will definitely be put on the table.

By that time, I could already predict what choice Merlin would make.

Although knowing that it is a good strategy to withdraw from this chess game as soon as possible at this moment, as a guardian can almost be regarded as an immortal existence, even if "dead" in this world, it is only returning to the throne of heroic spirits.

but……

"Hey... It's really a headache."

With a sigh, I pressed the file to my forehead, "Merlin, this guy, really can cause problems..."

There should be more than Altoria in the whole of England, but they have chosen her.

But I also have to admit that if it wasn't for Altria's black and white chivalry spirit, I am afraid that Lancelot would not choose to be loyal to her at the time?

If it weren't for Lancelot's choice to be loyal to her... Damn, I think that fellow Altria has any capital to ask me to help her clean up!

When I was thinking with my eyes closed, the sudden sense of alertness brought me back to my senses, "Who?"

"..."

The door of the originally closed room was retreated, and an unexpected person appeared at the door.

"Little Maude? Why did you come here?"

Seeing the people coming, I stood up a little surprised, "Why don't you tell me."

After a while, Mordred's height has jumped to a height of 1.8 meters to make me look up.Although it still has the thinness that belongs to a young man in terms of body size, there is already a shadow that a man should have in a few minutes.

"..."

Looking at me, Mordred didn't speak, just tilted his head slightly, looked at the other side, and gave up.

"I brought him here."

When he was wondering again, Lancelot's voice rang, and he looked up, but he was walking around behind the door, "Long time no see."

"Ah... it's been a long time indeed."

I was stunned by Lancelot's sudden appearance, but I immediately reacted, "How come you two came here. Little Maude, is Camelot what happened? "

"...Rumors...annoying..."

It was still a slow metallic sound, but the look on Mordred's face was rarely anxious, "...want to...you...no, don't...care..."

"It's okay, that level of rumors is nothing to me at all."

Smiling and patted Mordred on the shoulder, I smiled at his blue eyes with musical worries, "As long as you believe in my innocence."

"..."

Mordred was very determined and nodded, "... believe... Gui Wei..."

"be good……"

Although I have always felt that Mordred’s appearance seems a bit familiar from the past, I haven’t remembered where I felt familiar, so I readily decided to put this point in my head and not consider it for the time being. Turning to Lancelot, "Why did you want to come back here? Didn't you go out for shelter for a while?"

Although I was the one who contributed to the flames, personally, I didn't want Lancelot to hear such unbearable rumors.

"Things are so violent, I think unless I enter the lake of secrets, I'm afraid I can hear similar things wherever I go in England."

Cangbing eyes stared at me, Lancelot’s expression was filled with melancholy, "Although I know I don’t have a standpoint to say anything at this moment, please at least let me stay with you for such things. By your side, can you?"

"Tsk..."

A little embarrassed, I looked away, and I uttered a little, "It's up to you."

In fact, I really want to say that even if you stay here, it won't help.But... as long as I meet Lancelot's eyes, I can't say anything to refuse.

"Guiwei, something big... eh? Lancelot? Mordred? Why are you two here?"

Gajeres, who was screaming and rushing in, said in amazement when he saw the two people in the room.

"Why are they here is not the point. What happened?"

Feeling a little anxious because of unknown reasons, I interrupted Gajrez and went directly to the key question.

"It's the news from the battlefield."

After a slight pause, Gajrez looked at me with a wry smile, "Wang he was attacked again and was seriously injured."

"Who?"

"It's Agolan, the former templar knight of the church."

The message that Gajrez said was unexpected, but it seemed reasonable. "Five days ago, the church just issued a notice saying that Templar Agourao fell because he accepted the temptation of the witch. Five days later came the news that the king was assassinated by Agulang... Guiwei, what do you think of this incident?"