Ballroom.

The layout here has been completely completed, from the decoration to the court musicians to the maids, everything is perfect.

At this time, the nobles had already entered the arena one after another, and began to chat with each other.

"Duke Bell, I didn't expect you to come here early." Milo looked at the man in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.

"No matter how early you came, it's not as early as you." Duke Bell showed a meaningful smile, "You really played a big game, niece Milo."

She actually made up her mind to hand over the territory completely to King Arthur. This girl is either out of her mind or playing a big game of chess.

Undoubtedly, how could he be an idiot if he could be a tribal leader?

This can be seen from the conversation between Milo and King Arthur now. Their relationship has eased much more than before.

"Arthur, you must be tired too? Why don't you go back and sit down for a rest, and leave it to me and Princess Morgan to deal with it." Milo turned to look at An Zhiyu with a smile on his face.

"No need, I won't be very tired now, and not all the tribal leaders are here, so let's wait." An Zhiyu shook his head, rejecting Milo's proposal.

"Thank you for your kindness," he added.

"Well, if you're tired, just say so. I'll greet them later, and everyone will understand you." Milo said very understandingly, with a lovely smile on his face, so that some guests present All eyes fell on her unconsciously.

She is beautiful, knows how to deal with nobles, and even pleases the king, and has a wide social circle... There is no doubt that this kind of girl is the most suitable to be a queen.

Almost everyone present believed that Milo was one of King Arthur's future queen candidates.

Really smart girl.

Morgan Le Fay narrowed his eyes and glanced at the pink-haired girl next to him.

It seems that the lessons learned a few days ago did not scare Milo...

However, she didn't have time to pay attention to Milo now.

Morgan Le Fay looked at the surrounding crowd. Among them were tribal leaders, some British nobles, and knights of the round table. There were even many foreign guests. Among them, there must have been high-level officials from other races mixed in.

Now is the time to start being vigilant.

By the way, why hasn't that woman come here yet?

Morgan Le Fay looked at the nobles around him, but he never found Scathach.

Don't you really care about your apprentice at all?

An Zhiyu was also looking for Scarha, or rather, he had been looking for Scarha from the very beginning, but he never found it.

"It looks like you haven't come yet..." An Zhiyu murmured to himself.

Thinking about it, she came here from the Kingdom of Shadows on purpose. Before that, she should also need to deal with some things.

As soon as she thought of this, Ushaha suddenly pulled An Zhiyu's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Mom is here, and she's outside the palace now."

Master finally came?

An Zhiyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he strode out of the hall.

The nobles who were chatting behind them all fell silent for a while, a little puzzled by the king's sudden action, and the indifferent smile that Morgan Le Fay had kept on his face finally restrained a little.

Looking at it like this, you can tell that it must be that woman who came over, right?

It really puts on a big shelf.

A group of people were a little confused, and some of them followed An Zhiyu out of the hall curiously, and soon saw the woman standing outside the hall.

A purple tights outlined the woman's perfect figure, her red eyes were extremely calm from beginning to end, looking at the young man who was walking towards her quickly, a faint smile finally appeared on her face.

"It looks like he has grown up a lot."

It's not a change in the body, but a change in one's own temperament. Sure enough, if you practice outside, will your body and mind be improved?

"Master." An Zhiyu came to Skaha and said respectfully.

Master?

After hearing An Zhiyu's name, the nobles were almost shocked.

Does King Arthur still have a master?

And it looks so young...

"Okay, okay, let's save the touching words after the reunion and talk slowly after the dance is over. How about you come into the hall first?" Morgan Le Fay interrupted the warmth with a smile on his face.

Scathach glanced at Morgan Le Fay and looked away, "Go ahead."

An Zhiyu nodded, turned around and was about to go back to the hall, when the nobles saw this, they temporarily put away their mood for watching the show, and were about to go back to the hall.

"Please wait!"

But just as everyone was about to return to the hall, another voice sounded.

The others all looked over, and immediately there was a little more respect on their faces.

Sir Hector, he is considered as the oldest knight, he once fought with King Uther on the battlefield, even those tribal leaders who did not want to obey King Arthur respected him very much.

"Sir Hector, do you have anything to say?" An Zhiyu also looked at the old knight with some respect. He had once received Sir Hector's swordsmanship with Artoria Guidance, the other party can be regarded as his half master.

Sir Hector walked forward slowly, glanced at the few people present, then looked back at An Zhiyu, and said respectfully:

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like