[Comprehensive] Queen, can you swing your sword?

A woman was burned in the flames, and the screams did not move these knights. Only the people are guarded by chivalry, and the interests of the people and the king are the highest, even if it violates the banner of not being an enemy of women. , They are heterogeneous, alien blood with a heart of disobedience, usually arrogant as if human beings are inferior, now don't expect human beings to be tolerant to them.

A knight walked up to the same kind of knight team and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency, I have searched all the women and men in this village, and so far only found this one, and the child who has no magic power over there."

A white and tender baby was held in the arms of another knight, which belonged to the nobility of a knight, which prevented him from swinging his sword at a pure child, and the soft body of the child made the knight feel embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

The team leader frowned. There were many situations like this in the previous operations, and they were usually handed over to the people in those villages to take care of them. But now, he silently looked at the trembling villagers, and those villagers found themselves looking over Sometimes even more terrified.

With a slightly restrained expression, he took the child, white and tender like an angel, a child with alien blood, no matter whether he has magic power or not, he will look good, and he is so cute before he opens his eyes, so it can be seen that he must be a beautiful child in the future, The leader of the team walked towards the villagers over there, and just as he was about to say something, he heard piercing screams.

"Don't come here, Lord Knight, that's the witch's child, so we don't want to get close."

A rough but strong woman yelled in fear, and even pulled her husband back a few steps, as if afraid of being touched.

The already stern face turned even more stern. The team leader looked at the villagers who seemed to agree with him, turned his head to look at the surrounding knights, and found that they also looked very unspeakable.

He beckoned and called a young lady who was about to cry. The team leader bowed his head slightly and asked politely.

"Can you tell me why you say the words about the witch's child?"

The petite lady's brown eyes widened, as if she would faint if she was slightly stimulated, she answered with a trembling voice.

"Honorable Lord Knight, this news came a few days ago, saying that many people like Lord Knight burned many women. Those women can breathe fire and sprinkle water, which will make people miserable. Some people heard the knights call them witches, and then the title of witches spread."

After stuttering, the team leader had already understood the general idea, and when he was about to ask why he rejected the child so much, he noticed that the woman seemed to want to say something, but the girl suddenly wanted to pinch the child's neck, and his body reflexively Fortunately, he still had the sense to not seriously injure the woman, but just fell to the side.

The woman's dazed expression suddenly wailed loudly, and the choked up sobbing didn't know who she was grieving for.

"My lord knight, take that child away! He won't have a good life here, and it's impossible for him to live a good life. We didn't have any prejudice against the witch's child before, but after the knight left, some strange men and women always appeared Take those children, some people don't agree because they are too suspicious, but they are hurt, some even die."

The sobbing woman told all she knew in the encouraging eyes of the surrounding villagers.

"Although it's all heard, some villages were slaughtered because of that child and the witch. We don't want to die! We don't want to hurt this child. They are too young and immature. We don't have the heart , so I just ask Lord Knight to take them away! We cannot bear the disaster he brings."

The team leader who was already on the way back could still hear the woman's mournful wailing, and the silent pain made the righteous team leader feel even more distressed, and questions followed.

Why has this kind of news been spread for so long, but he has not received the news here, and the villagers have already known it. It is so difficult to pass the news, and why would someone go to collect those children, and even kill those innocent people? , if it is a foreign race, why did they massacre the village because of these children who obviously have no magic power? This will undoubtedly arouse the reaction of Great Britain?

The team led a series of questions, which became complicated when he saw the child's sleeping face in his arms, raised his hand to tuck the corner of the child's quilt, and sighed silently.

I know that I am doing nothing wrong, but it is definitely not a good feeling to let an innocent child lose his mother, let countless children be abandoned, and be stained with blood since childhood.Especially in the future there will be more children like this, and they will be even more unable to survive, depending on the performance of those villagers after he decided to keep this child.

The team leader felt what the woman in his arms handed to him. The petite woman who had screamed loudly at that time had a serious face, and handed him a sealed jar that seemed to be full of paste. She told herself that this is the baby food she made temporarily, which can be eaten by hungry children, and the diapers should be changed in time.

The expression that had been somewhat depressed all the time became much better, the team leader smiled silently, his handsome face seemed to be shining in the sun, and said in a low voice.

"That's a lovely, careful girl."

The subordinates at the side heard the commander's words and raised their heads in doubt.

"what?"

"No, it's nothing, let's hurry up! Great Britain is close at hand."

The team leader straightened his expression, and issued orders solemnly, and the surrounding knights shouted in unison.

"Yes."

Under the sun, the unnamed team successfully wiped out the witches, and headed back to their country with a victorious pace.

The cleansing of the country, blood and wailing made Guinevere and King Arthur lose sleep, but for different reasons.

Guinevere hated the orders she gave but insisted on her own actions. Her once soft heart was sealed up when she knew the way to go, but when she dreamed back at midnight, the wailing of countless people stimulated her passionate nerves again and again.

King Arthur rubbed the center of her brows under the dim candlelight, and the dark surroundings cast a shadow on her face. At this time, her already handsome appearance showed a depression that could not be ignored. It is the burden of this young king, who is doomed to be alone.

In the silence of the night, the two kings who guide the light and darkness of Great Britain made the same move in mourning.

Guinevere leaned her forehead against the door of King Arthur's study room, her gaze was deep.

Arthur Pendragon leaned against Guinevere's bedroom door and sighed silently.

The blue eyes were full of suspicion that Guinevere didn't want to think about.

There was a heartache in the blue eyes that King Arthur couldn't ignore.

Raising her hand, she hesitantly closed the door of the study, Guinevere anxiously wanted to ask.

Stretching forward, turning the wooden door of the bedroom hesitantly, King Arthur made a restless decision.

The door opened, Guinevere and King Arthur looked up one after another, the light in their eyes slowly dissipated, and the courage they mustered was gone.

The two of them walked to their bedroom with upright knight steps and reserved steps respectively. In the silent corridor, the dim candles occasionally crackled and the shadows of the candles swayed. The portraits of great men on the surrounding walls seemed to be alive, or Be playful, or serious.

The sound of footsteps came from across the corridor, and the surrounding sounds became silent, as if nothing existed.

"Arthur."

Guinevere, who was in a trance, saw the blue figure approaching, and subconsciously blurted out.

"Gurney... Val."

With a dazed face, he read out the person's name slowly, and King Arthur asked suspiciously.

"How will you be here."

Guinevere's somewhat dazed expression became clear, and she didn't know if the night was covering up something. Her unwavering face became unexpectedly gentle, and she slowly walked over to the beat of the most beautiful dance. , put his arms around his husband's waist, and murmured.

"miss you."

Arthur paused with the hand that was about to rub Guinevere's hair, looking at his wife in his arms who seemed to be acting like a baby, but also seemed to be sad, his eyes that had been hazy recently seemed to soften a little.

Taking Guinevere's hand, he led her into the study room that no one was allowed to enter. The shadows of thick books, heavy curtains, neat quill ink, and unfinished orders all made her Everyone knows how secret and lonely this place is.The night is long, and only King Arthur is in this film, experiencing the indifference of indifference.

Leaning on a long soft cushion, the two sat side by side, only the clasped hands could try to warm each other in the cool night.

Raising his head, King Arthur's blue eyes showed a rare weakness, but he still asked intimately.

"Gurney, is there anything you want to ask me?"

Guinevere hesitated for a moment. This time, I wanted to ask, did you hurt my subordinates, target my kingdom, and then...betray me?But when he saw those gentle and soft eyes full of tiredness at this time, the words that came to his mouth became another sentence.The hand also seemed to have a will, as if meeting for the first time, holding the dumb hair that seemed to be drooping because the owner was not in a good mood.

"Arthur, I just miss you. Speaking of which, we haven't had afternoon tea for a long time. Does it still hurt where I hit you last time? Sorry, I got excited. Don't be gloomy. No matter what you do, Arthur, I will I won't be angry with you, just look at you, how pitiful you are."

The words that seemed to be a joke made King Arthur's fatigue not relieved, but even more tired, he said in a low voice.

"Won't you be angry, Gurney? Won't you be angry no matter what?"

Guinevere's eyes were dim, and her tone was firm and certain.

"It must be because it's you."

The short words clearly reveal Guinevere's belief. For this queen who looks like a full moon, King Arthur is her beginning, faith, pressure, motivation, and even everything she does is for King Arthur. Negative, then... What is the point of what she did, even if there are subjects as the reason, it is no longer pure.

King Arthur opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he showed a disappointed expression that even surprised Guinevere. He rushed towards Guinevere and wrapped his arms around her waist, as if he wanted to hide something, and put his face deeply buried in Guinevere's abdomen, and said in a muffled voice.

"Gurney...I'm tired, don't ever be angry with me, as the real me, but only you."

As if sighing, for some reason, Guinevere's eyes were sore, she sniffed, raised her forehead, raised her hand to part King Arthur's hair, let the long golden hair hang down, and stretched out her hand to comb the satin-like beautiful hair. Hair, said softly.

"I know, I know, Artoria..."

The author has something to say:

I made a mistake after writing, and the result was released directly. I was going to lock it at [-]:[-] and post it again, but the medicine I took has improved, and I was afraid of oversleeping when I fell asleep, so I posted it earlier, ==, sorry!

Really Calvin ==, embarrassing face

All right!Finally let Guinevere know King Arthur's real name, and he will be cheating in the future!

Because I heard that Artoria seems to have collapsed --, I said that the Great Britain volume is half history and half fiction. I will explain the reason why King Arthur will become Artoria in FZ, so don't worry, if you look at it now Don't go down and read it as an original.

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