Camelot Dawn

, "According to my request, you arrange the dispatch team, present the results to me in an hour, and send the first group to go."

Roland nodded again and again, and with a mentality of making up for his mistakes, he went to do the things Gao Wen arranged for him.After Gao Wen made his request clear to Roland and sent that Lancelot's attendant away, he got up to find another person.He walked through the barracks, and at this moment, there was a scene of camping all around him. He accurately found a person among the busy soldiers, and walked straight over.

"My lord." The soldier saluted immediately when he saw him.

Gao Wen looked around him, and the people beside him also stopped what they were doing.Gao Wen asked, "What about Sunan?"

The soldier's serious expression broke immediately, and he admitted with some guilt and fear: "I didn't find him, and he probably ran away just now."

The black-haired commander raised his eyebrows: "Are you running away just now? Are you sure?"

"I think so, my lord. We've been keeping a close eye on him until this fight." Those around him echoed.

To the soldier's surprise, the punishment did not come to him.Gao Wen only said "I see", before turning around and letting him go.However, the soldier thought, if he read correctly, Gao Wen's complexion became even worse.

When Roland saw Gao Wen again, he keenly noticed that Gao Wen was in a very bad mood at the moment, even worse than before.Thanks to Lancelot, Roland has developed a superb ability to perceive words and emotions since he was a child. Now, he can be sure that Gao Wen has the urge to kill.

His arrangement was excellent and was praised by Kowen.Therefore, Roland boldly asked: "My lord, I am offended, I want to know what is bothering you?"

Gao Wen glanced at him with a hint of surprise, and after a while he replied, "I was thinking that your husband may have been tricked."

Roland turned pale and opened his eyes wide.

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The facts are almost the same as Gao Wen's reasoning. At this moment, Lancelot, who has caused many people to worry about him, is circling like a headless chicken in the deep mountains.And it's all due to his overconfidence, or conceit.After he entered the mountain, he chased Tristan for two days, because he kept marking along the way, and because the other party always had traces to follow, everything went smoothly.But every time he brushed past Tristan, and just as he was about to catch up with his tail, he was slipped away by the other party.This made Lancelot, who came in with the mentality of cutting melons and vegetables quickly, very unhappy, and aroused his inner stubbornness.

On the third day, the followers around him reminded him that it was time to go out and join Roland. However, after struggling for a while, Lancelot still said: "We are almost there. Let's chase them one more day today. If we can't wipe them out today, Let's go back." He said and accelerated the pace of tracking.

This was in Tristan's favor. He took advantage of his familiarity with the terrain to take Lancelot around in circles, and then completely knocked Lancelot unconscious before dark, and walked away cleanly. .Lancelot and his entourage, by the time they realized it, had already fallen into the dark mountain.

The culprit came out of the mountain smoothly, assembled the army, and launched an attack on Roland.As it turns out, Tristan was the one who ended up cutting the melons.Although he was repulsed by Gao Wen in the end, all his goals have been achieved.The evidence is that at this time, General Sunan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, reappeared in his tent.

"It's still comfortable on my side!" Sunan stretched his waist, leaned back on the chair, lazily put his left leg on his right leg, and said, "Tsk, I haven't been so comfortable for a long time, I feel a little Not used to it."

Tristan glanced at him, and let out a sneer from his nose: "Doesn't it feel good to be a prisoner?"

"Yeah, it's only ten or so days, but it feels like half a lifetime...God, I don't want to be a prisoner again." Sunan said quite emotionally.

"Thank you so much for your awareness," Tristan said sarcastically, "How many people have you labored to save you?"

"Hey, don't make it sound like you've done a lot of hard work," Sunan retorted, "You didn't come out of the mountains whole because of my map?"

"I really can't refute this point. I have to say that the bandit leader's memory is really reliable."

"Thanks for the compliment!"

After being quiet for a while, Sunan suddenly asked: "Where are the people who contacted you for me before, have you sent them back?"

Tristan nodded: "Don't worry, they should have safely returned to Androme and returned to their master. By the way, your three subordinates have also been killed by Androme. Found; their condition is dire indeed."

Sunan's expression moved, and he said with some hesitation: "I'm thinking, should I go too? After all, my power here is gone," he said with a flesh-cut expression on his face, "And the two of us I hated each other from the very beginning, maybe you can let go even more after I leave."

Tristan was also silent for a while, and asked back: "Are you serious?" He never dared to expect that Sunan would have such a high awareness. After all, he snatched his golden sword, and he thought that Sunan would fight him to the end. .

However, Sunan seemed to see through what he was thinking at once, and showed a clear and joking smile: "Of course, you can cherish that sword after I leave, at worst, the old man will find another one."

"You still expect His Majesty to give you command again? The most powerful frontier general who has lost all his troops?" Tristan sneered.

"I told you there was no way back then!" Sunan's face darkened, "It seems that the old man really has to go to Androme, I can't stand you anymore."

"That would be great. I will send a few people to accompany me, and General Sunan will walk slowly." Tristan was obviously in a good mood, and even smiled.Sunan showed a disgusted expression of "you are disgusting", and walked out without looking back.

Two days later, Sunan appeared in Androme's camp, accompanied by several followers sent by Tristan.The army is stationed at the foot of the softly contoured hill, and from a distance it is a white company, like a lily in full bloom in summer.It's a pity that there is no thick green in summer, and the withered and yellow grass extends from the top of the mountain to the foot, falling into a piece in the cold wind, which is desolate and desolate.But above such a decadent scene, on the horizon, the color of the setting sun is extremely beautiful and magnificent: the collision of dark blue and bright red triggers a beautiful reverie, and the end of the sunset is dyed with a faint rose red like a flamboyant circle, connecting with the faint blue sky , is intoxicating.These lustrous colors adorn the top of the withered and yellow hillside, making the decadence delicate.

Sunan's mood couldn't help but be infected by this rare beauty, and it became even better when he saw the black-clothed figure standing leaning against the gate outside the camp.He rode his horse to speed up, slowed down when he reached the camp, turned over and got off his horse with a beautiful movement at the door, and let his followers lead the horse in.The position of his dismounting was just right so that he landed not far in front of Androme. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he couldn't wait to step forward and give Androme a hug.

"The old man said it a long time ago, I miss you very much." His chin lightly rubbed against the fabric on Andromei's shoulder, and Sunan's purple eyes happily curved up, taking in all the gentle light of the sunset.

☆, go home

Arthur received Roland's request for help on the 19th.In the letter, Roland told him in a very urgent tone what had happened these days, including Lancelot's disappearance, Tristan's attack and Gao Wen taking over the army, emphasizing the current overwhelmed situation.It turned out that Tristan's harassment had not stopped for several days, and Gao Wen was looking for people and fighting at the same time, and gradually seemed to be a bit out of control.Although Roland helped him, Roland himself claimed in the letter: "...I don't think my help is enough for him. Obviously he is very tired these days, and this lack of energy will inevitably affect the crucial inference. and decision-making. I therefore cautiously believe that it would be the best solution if another general—preferably a Knight of the Round Table—could share some of Lord Corwen’s burdens. …”

The passage was now sitting on the table in the White Room, where Merlin lived, and Arthur was staring at it. "I am more concerned about two things. First," he stretched out his finger and tapped the edge of the table, "Why didn't Gao Wen send me this letter? According to Roland, he took over the army four days ago, and these few days There is no news about personnel changes or Lancelot's disappearance in the battle report of the day! What is he thinking?"

"Secondly, who should I send there?" His brows were furrowed, and his face was a little dignified. Half of the 150 Knights of the Round Table had been sent out, and Arthur planned to let them stay in Camelot for the remaining half.Kay had set off a few days ago, Gachris, Gawain, Lancelot—these most trusted subordinates of Arthur had already gone to the front.Arthur's Knights of the Round Table encountered an unprecedented embarrassing situation. The huge Knights couldn't even reply to a small request for help.

Merlin didn't take this second question seriously: "Shouldn't it be enough to choose one of the remaining Knights of the Round Table?"

"That's right, it's just..." Arthur paused halfway through.just what?Nothing seems wrong.It is not a problem if there are more people left behind than one less, as long as he sits in charge, everything will not deviate from the route.Just send someone there.But he felt a kind of unwillingness churning in his heart.

In the end, he succumbed to his inner thoughts.He stepped away from the table, announcing firmly, "I'll go myself."

"What?" The decision was so sudden that even the wise great mage couldn't react immediately.

Arthur pointed to himself: "I'll go to support Roland and the others. I'll be in charge of commanding the battle, and let Gao Wen be in charge of finding someone. When I see him, I'll ask him why he hid it from me."

Seeing Arthur's decision to go, Merlin hastily walked around the table and walked up to him: "You should think about it carefully!"

"I've thought about it very clearly," Arthur opened the door, "I'm leaving tomorrow without further ado."

"Are you so nervous about him?"

As soon as the words came out, Arthur froze.Merlin closed the door unceremoniously, and said sarcastically, "What's the matter, can't it be true?"

"Of course not." As expected of his many years of experience, Arthur has become very good at adapting. He replied with righteous words and awe-inspiring righteousness. "I want to find out what Gao Wen is doing, and I also need to fulfill the king's obligation to lead the way. Save Lancelot It's just by the way, not to mention that I'm going to be in charge of fighting, and Gao Wen is looking for someone."

Merlin chuckled, and said unhurriedly: "Forget it, you always have various reasons. You can go as you like; but I must remind you in advance that when you leave, the whole territory will be as large as the army, the small When it comes to water rice, I can’t adjust it anymore.”

Now it was Arthur's turn to be dumbfounded.Merlin turned on the high-cold mode at this time, and politely "invited" him out without saying a word.Arthur touched his nose outside the door, and left disappointed.

But at noon, when he appeared in Merlin's mask again, he returned to his complacent look.Accompanying him this time is His Majesty the Queen who is beside him.For Guinevere's sake, Arthur summoned Merlin to South Castle this time.

... Is this the rhythm of wanting the queen to replace himself?Merlin looked at the dignified and elegant Guinevere, and then at Arthur, unable to figure out what the solution was for a while.

"I just asked Gewei for her opinion, and she agreed to be my substitute temporarily when I leave. I understand what you mean, Merlin, you just want to say that you have no administrative position, and the name of managing the country is not right. Is it? The queen is acting as the power now, and everything can be settled." After Arthur finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and looked at Merlin, his golden eyes slightly teasing.Of course he knew that Merlin was pretending. He had assisted so many kings, how many times he had encountered emergencies, and when had he been vague when it was time to act on his behalf?Now the name is not right and the words are not right, and it is called "no one will listen to him".Forget it, since Merlin is pretending, he will accompany him to pretend.Anyway, making Merlin feel harmless was one of Arthur's favorite pastimes.

And Merlin's mental activity when he heard these words was, as expected, he added a sigh.He and Arthur's eyes met, and he understood that His Majesty the King had to go this time.So he turned to Guinevere and asked symbolically: "So, Your Majesty the Queen, what is your opinion on this matter?"

"I agree," Guinevere nodded without hesitation, and even comforted him, "Don't worry, Merlin, I will not hinder you from carrying out the executive order. If it is a beneficial order, I will use my position to help You make it go faster and better."

Hearing this, there was only one thing Merlin could do—to salute, and then said: "Then, thanks to the kindness of Your Majesty the King and Queen."

In the afternoon, Arthur appeared in Farabin, the city closest to Kovan and Roland's current residence. Thanks to Ravana's high efficiency, there was already a temporary teleportation point there.After confirming Roland's location, that night, he arrived at the camp where the army was stationed.

When he arrived, Gao Wen was fighting Tristan and hadn't returned yet, so the camp was handed over to Roland to garrison.Roland had just expressed his surprise and thanks for his arrival in person when he heard the sound of troops moving outside the camp gate. Arthur and Roland walked outside the camp and saw the troops returning from the battle in the twilight.The team approached the shaft gate, and Gao Wen, the leader, reined in his horse beside them, descended to the ground, and saluted Arthur respectfully.Then he got up and asked Arthur, but looked at Roland with puzzled eyes: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

After a while, the three of them gathered in the military tent, and the surrounding atmosphere was extremely stiff.Roland's guilty explanation made Gao Wen furious, and Arthur couldn't laugh or cry.

"I didn't make a decision on my own! Well, I made a decision on my own, but I did it for the good of all of us!" The young boy tried to defend himself, "Master Gao Wen, what I wrote in the letter is true, and I've been convinced until now that we really do need help. Now that His Majesty has come in person, what's wrong? I think..."

He seemed to be in the mood to start a long speech when he was stunned by Gao Wen's glance. "What do you think?" Blue eyes looked at him, and a sense of oppression immediately began to gather around Roland, "Roland, you are just a servant, what right do you have to send a letter of appeal in the name of the army based on your one-sided opinion? You did all this Didn't let me know a word. I'd rather hear why."

Seeing that Roland was about to be overwhelmed by his superior's powerful aura, Arthur couldn't help reaching out to help him: "Knight of Gawain, when it comes to concealing things, you don't seem to have the right to accuse others. Lancelot was already in good health Disappeared a few days ago, and you didn't let me know a word - to be honest, I want to know why?"

"I don't think it's necessary to report such a thing to you. It just adds to the trouble." Gao Wen slightly closed his eyelashes and replied calmly, "I can find him. It is a matter of promoting one of the junior officers to come up to the prime minister to search for. In short, everything is not serious enough to ask Camelot for someone."

In his quiet voice, Roland realized that he had overlooked the most convenient solution.Only then did he realize how reckless his actions were, and he couldn't help but want to slap his head off.

Roland, you are still far away, the world laughed mercilessly.

On the other side, Arthur answered the words very naturally: "But now that I've come, it's pointless to pursue these matters. Gao Wen, you just concentrate on saving people now, and leave the war to me—— You shouldn’t be able to command your junior officers, right?”

Gao Wen shook his head: "No, of course not, they recognize you. Then, I will follow your order to carry out my task."

Arthur then ordered: "Expand the search area and increase the number of batches. If necessary, some people can be drawn from the combat troops. Be sure to find them as quickly as possible."

Gao Wen nodded slightly, and replied, "As ordered."

At this time, it was already the sixth day that Gao Wen took over the army.As for the missing team, there is still no news.

In the next few days, Gao Wen followed Arthur's order and devoted himself to finding someone.He handed over the battlefield to Arthur with confidence, and it turned out that Arthur did not disappoint him at all.The King of Knights had completely inherited his father's bravery and skill in combat. Under his strategizing, Tristan could no longer take advantage of others' dangers and get anything cheap from here.However, Arthur has no desire to switch from defense to offense. At this stage, all he has to do is to maintain the stability of the front and buy time for Gao Wen.

Even on the battlefield, Arthur never stopped paying attention to the progress of Gao Wen's work.Gao Wen obviously understood this, so he joined the pace of the search.Finally, two days later, the long-awaited figure appeared in the field of vision.

Early that morning, Gao Wen's attendants Anthony and Roland followed a small team into the search area.There are a total of five people in the team, and a total of 20 teams were dispatched in the morning.There will be a shift change at noon, and the second wave of teams entering the mountain will search until sunset and return.Based on the actual terrain and his own speculation, Gao Wen delineated a rough range of possible activities for Lancelot and the others, and they have been searching within this range for the past few days.Although this area is still within their capabilities, the search and rescue mission was delayed a lot due to the situation on the battlefield, and now they can finally spare their manpower to search the entire area carefully.

When the sun had risen in the sky and the air had begun to dry up, they still had nothing to gain.Several people in the team have to take turns to be responsible for shouting, and now everyone's voice has become a little hoarse.Tiredness swept up irresistibly, and Roland's footsteps were a bit heavier than when he first came in.When passing through a small forest, he stumbled and stumbled because of his footsteps.The comrades around him hurriedly pulled him up, but Roland squatted on the ground, picked up something from the ground and kneaded it repeatedly between his fingers. "It seems to be ash." After touching it for a long time, he came to a somewhat uncertain conclusion, "Do you think they have camped here?"

Anthony thought for a while and said, "If that's the case, there must be others around." He began to search nearby.The other three soldiers were not to be outdone, and they dispersed to search for traces of human activities in this small area.

Soon, they found two similar ash piles. The answer was obvious. Someone had just spent the night here, and it was very likely that they were their lost companions.The moods of the five people were immediately cheered up, and they wished to polish their eyes more. It would be better to turn their eyes into torches, so that everything they could see could be clearly seen.

Because the ground is not soft mud or snow, there are no footprints left on the ground.Roland and the others half-explored and half-speculated through the woods, and after walking a few steps, they came to a mountain stream.There is no water in the mountain stream in winter, and it can only be seen from the bare, stacked stones that there should be water flow here in summer.Looking at the bare stone pile in front of him, Roland said in despair, "What should we do now? We have completely lost their clues."

However, a soldier next to him retorted: "That's not necessarily true. What if they also arrive here and decide to walk down the creek?"

His words reminded everyone, and then someone pointed out: "Don't forget, water flows down the mountain"!"

The five people looked at each other, and suddenly there was a feeling that a window was opened, and the sun shone into the dim room.Roland regained his confidence: "If they realize this, they will definitely go down here! Because the water will eventually flow down the mountain!"

Anthony took up the conversation and said, "Well, let's hurry, we don't know where this creek will end up going. If it leads them away from our camp, we'll be in big trouble if we don't catch up." "

So the five people set off immediately, speeding up their pace along the road going down the mountain stream, and shouting more frequently.Roland's throat hurt from shouting, but he didn't care about it at all. When he heard the faint echo from a distance, he felt his whole body burn up.

"They're there! They heard and answered!" He didn't actually hear what the other party was responding to, because his brain went up with excitement, and he shouted desperately, "Quick, let's go! — don't Move!" Shouting, he ran down the hillside.

Four others had to run with him, shouting as they ran, trying to keep in touch with possible companions.They ran out of breath for a long time before they stopped. When Lancelot's dull blond hair met Roland's eyes, the young attendant seemed to be drained of all his strength at once, and he knelt on the ground covered with hard stones with a plop. On gravel ground.

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Roland remembered that when Lancelot set out to chase Tristan, there were 20 people following him.But now, only five people were brought back by him and his team.And the condition of these 5 people is still very bad, they are all injured to some extent, Lancelot is no exception (or he is actually the one with the most serious injuries), and there is a shortage of food and water for days torment for them.But as soon as they get back to camp, everything is no longer a problem.Sufficient food and water are prepared in the camp every day, ready for their return at any time; their wounds will be healed, and their physical fatigue will be relieved during rest.As long as you come back, everything is easy to say.

However, it was the situation of his master Lancelot that hung over Roland's heart like a dark cloud.After the surprise of seeing Lancelot passed, he noticed a serious problem—his master seemed to be bleeding a lot.The entire sleeve of Lancelot's left arm was covered with mottled blood, other places were fine, but the condition of the left arm was rather scary.Roland guessed that the enemy cut his left arm, causing so much blood to flow out, but when his eyes fell on Lancelot's hand, he threw any guesses out of the sky.

On that hand, the fresh flesh and blood disappeared, and the white bones were exposed to the light of the sun.

It took him a long time for mental construction before he asked what happened to that hand, and then he learned about the blood curse of Akefilo.He couldn't help but blame himself for being behind the scenes, since he saw the magic circle on Lancelot's wrist, he should have realized it!

"Sir, can you still move your left hand?" Roland asked Lancelot in a low voice as they walked down the mountain.

Lancelot looked down at his left hand hanging by his side, and replied calmly and tiredly: "I can't." The body that was stripped of flesh and blood was stripped of life at the same time. It began to spread, and it would soon eat away at his entire body.And that was the time of his death.

"Then what should I do..." Roland's low voice was filled with anxiety, "I can't hold the sword now, it will be noticed."

Lancelot smiled weakly, trying to comfort him with words.He had thought about all these issues, and when he first realized them—including the fact that he was likely to die soon—he was more anxious and desperate than Roland was at this time.He even considered dying in the mountains of Scotland altogether, when he was feeling extremely physically and mentally exhausted.Of course, the subordinates behind him allowed him to suppress this negative emotion, and he forced himself to be calm and optimistic, leading them hopelessly forward in the unfamiliar mountains and forests.

After a while, Roland asked him again: "Sir, do you need to let His Majesty and Lord Gao Wen know about this matter?"

Lancelot waited for a moment before asking, "Your Majesty?"

"Yes, Your Majesty is here. If the enemy hadn't come to harass him today, he would probably be in the camp by now." This answer made Lancelot's heart drop to the bottom.

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☆、Repentance

Fortunately, Roland and the others didn't run into Arthur when they returned to the camp.The sentinel said that Tristan still made moves today, and Arthur went to fight.But the scale of the conflict was small, and he had probably resolved it and was on his way back.Lancelot was relieved at first, but his nerves tensed up again when he heard the second half of the sentence.Knowing his anxiety, Roland shook his right hand calmly, and then took him to the doctor.

So Lancelot, who had escaped Arthur by chance, now had to face the terrified and unbelievable eyes of the military doctor.While he was helplessly explaining to the petrified doctor, someone came in again by opening the curtain of the tent.Lancelot looked up and saw that it was Gao Wen who was holding something in his hand, and Roland came in behind him.

Seeing him, Lancelot was not so nervous. The radius and hand bones exposed by the doctor's rolled up sleeves were so generously exposed in front of his eyes. "Roland told me about the situation on the way here. I don't understand, why do you need to hide this kind of thing from me?" Gao Wen frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.

Lancelot looked at him innocently: "Believe me, I really forgot. Besides, you didn't ask..."

"How could I have guessed that this would happen?" Gao Wen's brows were furrowed even tighter.

"Yes, yes, but you can't expect me to take the initiative to spread the word all over the world after the incident... Well, I admit that I was at fault, and I should have told you," Lancelot said knowing that he was wrong, and his tone was more than Usually a little softer, "Gao Wen, don't be angry."

Gao Wen snorted and sat down next to him: "What's the point of being angry about this kind of thing? The past is over. But I don't think you can explain it in front of Arthur, so I brought you this , I hope it can be useful temporarily." He said and put the splint in front of him.

Seeing Lancelot's puzzled expression, Gao Wen coughed and explained: "Now that your bones are exposed, you must take some protective measures to prevent fractures. As for the splint, it is hard after all, so it can hold up a little bit." It works."

Listening to what he said, a smile appeared on the corner of Lancelot's mouth. Finally, he picked up the splint with his right hand and said with a smile, "It's quite thoughtful. Anyway, just do as you say. I don't want to be picked up from outside one day When I came back, I found that I had lost my hand somewhere." He handed the splint to the doctor and said, "It's troublesome."

At this time, the doctor who had been neglected for a long time had a chance to speak, and the first thing he said was to ask Gao Wen: "I am more concerned, why did you take this thing out of your tent instead of mine?"

Gao Wen shrugged: "If you have someone who is adventurous but lacks self-care awareness, you will gradually prepare all kinds of medical supplies."

Roland on the side couldn't restrain the smile on his face. Lancelot lowered his head and rubbed his knee silently.

Soon, the doctor finished the treatment, the splint protected the bone, and the bandages were used to fix it round and round, but it was still stable.Once covered by the sleeves, nothing unusual can be seen.When everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the doctor said with a look of embarrassment: "Knight Lancelot, I have to tell you that if this spell continues to erode as you said, I am afraid there is nothing I can do. After all, the structure of the human body Not all arms are as simple as this..." He didn't continue.

Gao Wen's expression became serious, but Lancelot was surprisingly calm: "I know." He nodded.

When he was looking for a way in the mountains, he had a lot of time to think about everything related to the blood curse.Now there are no details that can hit him as bad news.He clearly understood that he had to either kill Akefilo or die.In fact, he knew little about the Dark Arts, and even less about how the spells on him worked.His inference comes from the fact that Akefilo once said, "If you want to live, come to me as soon as possible", but Akefilo also said that only he summons the great sacred weapon to break the spell... This makes Lance Lott was very upset when he realized that killing Akefiro might not solve the problem.

There was no difficulty for him in killing Akefilo.He could kill him a hundred, a thousand times without blinking an eye.However, the curse of the black mage, which cannot be ended even by death, is what he is really afraid of.

Thinking of this, his dislike of Akefiro deepened a bit.Looking at his uncertain expression, Roland hesitated and asked, "And then? What are you going to do?"

"Huh?" Lancelot came back to his senses, and confessed all his inferences and worries.Roland was quite happy when he heard "Just kill the black mage", but after hearing it, he fell into despair again.At this time, it was Gao Wen who reminded him: "Lancelot, don't you still have those 'relatives'? Maybe you can ask them."

Lancelot was suddenly reminded, but then shook his head: "I have cut off contact with them a long time ago."

"I know," Gao Wen said, "but it is possible to answer your question now. As far as I know, they are the only ones besides Merlin. If you don't want Arthur to know, you can't ask Merlin for help. So, what else can you do? Woolen cloth?"

"This..." Lancelot looked at him dumbfounded, and Gao Wen patted him on the shoulder: "Think about it yourself, I'll go first." After speaking, he left the doctor's tent.

Roland and the military doctor listened to their conversation in bewilderment, and turned their confused eyes to Lancelot at the moment.Lancelot ignored them completely and offered no answer.He stood up and saluted the doctor: "Thank you very much, now I have to go back. Roland, let's go."

"Yes, sir. Please keep it a secret for my husband!" Roland left with Lancelot after urging.

Since he had just escaped from the state of escape where both his body and mind were highly tense, Lancelot was very weak both physically and mentally at the moment.Back in his tent, he tidied himself up briefly, then fell on the bed and slept until before dinner.He felt a little better when he got up, and happily, the black magic temporarily went into hibernation for unknown reasons.After dinner, he found a pen and paper, told Roland not to be disturbed, and locked himself in the tent.

Facing the white paper in front of him, Lancelot struggled a bit about how to write the first sentence.The tip of the pen was about to fall to the paper several times, but it all left under his shaking of the head.It's not difficult to write a beginning for a letter, but what if the recipient is an old friend you haven't contacted for decades?What if it was you who cut off contact at the beginning, and you still let go of the cruel words in front of her that you will never look back for the rest of your life?What if she was someone with a good memory? ...

Lancelot couldn't help but sighed, and pressed his forehead heavily against the table.The person he wants to complain the most at this moment is his young and vigorous self back then.The person I was back then made today's letter seem only theoretically feasible.

However, amidst so many desperate questions, a short question popped out——

But what if she was your mother?Lancelot stared at this question and thought for a long time, slowly regained hope, and finally decided how to write.He is sure that there is no mother in the world who is really willing to sever the relationship with her children under unavoidable circumstances.At this moment, he was ashamed and hoped to ask for her forgiveness, and if she felt this belated regret, the lady would definitely forgive him.So, write it like this...

Unexpectedly, just after he finished writing the first sentence, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and a gust of wind came in unexpectedly, almost blowing away his subordinates.