[comprehensive] my king is here

Arturia's Harem of the Round Table...the knight order has various types of knights.

Clever and flexible like Kay and Galahad, naive and cute like Percival and Gahoris, silent and loyal like Ranmallock and Bowes, masculine like Geraint and Gareth, handsome and elegant like Lancelot Te and Gawain...

There is also Tristan and Bedivere who look like women at first glance without their armor.

Thor, the god of thunder, regarded Bedivere as a woman, and called Becky in front of Artoria.

Ok……

After that, he was poked into a sieve by Bedivere with his proud "reverse backhand nine combos".

In terms of temper, besides Bedivere, Galahad is the best. The latter will break the merits when he meets his biological father, Lancelot, but Bedivere is really a very gentle person.

Thor is also a powerful person who can make him angry.

Since then, Thor has met Bedivere like a mouse has met a cat.

After Thor and Percival finished talking about the past, they said happily: "I heard that Lancelot is also here, why didn't I see him?"

"..."

"What's wrong?" Thor blinked, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," said Galahad, "won't you come out to meet old friends? My lord father?"

As soon as Thor heard it, he knew that Lancelot was hiding here as a spirit body.

He asked suspiciously, "Why didn't he see me?"

They had a fight the first time they met, but they got along pretty well afterwards, and finally met again, why did they avoid seeing each other?

All the Knights of the Round Table knew this reason.

The former number one knight, King Arthur's right-hand man "Knight's Flower", now if he doesn't use the command spell to release the mad state, he is a delirious berserker.

The knights of the round table were deeply hurt by this, and even though Galahad looked very disgusted with Lancelot, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Lancelot materialized.

Thor's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the dark knight in front of him was the old Lancelot.

"You, are you Lancelot?"

"Wurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"How did you become like this?!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Seeing that Lancelot was about to go crazy again, Galahad appeared with a shield in his hand and was about to knock him out. Thor walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said, "Lancelot is right."

"Woooooooo..."

Galahad looked at Thor thoughtfully: "Can you understand what he said?"

Thor dodged from Lancelot and whispered something as he passed by Galahad.

"Not a word."

Galahad: "..."

In the garden courtyard.

Thor listened to Lancelot's wow, and nodded from time to time. Galahad and Gareth were leaning on the same railing to discuss recipes. Kay was teaching Percival a game of chess. Miao surrounded Thor's Hammer, but Yi Miao couldn't lift it up, showing a frustrated look.

Kai tapped the board with a game chess piece, attracted Thor's attention, and said, "Do Stark and the others know about your coming?"

"I know."

"But they don't know what you're here for."

"It should be... Oh, by the way, I can't be disrespectful like you, I want to tell them that Arthur is back." A red cloak appeared behind Thor, and he was about to fly up.

Kai frowned: "Galahad."

But before Kai reminded, Galahad's shield smashed the flying Thor down.

"What are you doing?" He was not angry, rubbed his waist and stood up.

In fact, even if Thor changed his bad temper hundreds of years ago, he is not a god with a good temper, but he often sees Galahad slapping Lancelot with a shield when he is free. The movement... Listen to the voice He felt sorry for Lancelot.

And now I feel... Galahad is still showing mercy to him.

"They're busy too, so there's no need to tell them about it," Kai said.

Thor didn't think much about it, and asked, "What are you all doing in England? Also, why do you live in a church?"

"We were originally British knights. What's wrong with staying in England? Of course, living in the church is to deceive people."

"Oh……"

Thor nodded ignorantly.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with these words.

The next day, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada took Yimiao to Romania. As soon as they left, Weber Velvet came to the church to heal Bedivere.

Artoria waited at the door for three hours before hearing the voice from Weber to let her in.

"thanks for your help."

Waver looked at Arturia who thanked Bedivere instead of going to Bedivere.

"It's okay, the Church of the Holy Church is on the side of the Clock Tower, and the Clock Tower should also do something for the Church of the Holy Church."

"Regardless of the Clock Tower and the Holy Church, I only want to remember your kindness in helping Bedivere."

"..."

Weber Velvet's face was paralyzed.

how to say?He's actually never been good at dealing with people who hit the straight ball.

This time he didn't come alone, and he brought a blond boy with him, who was said to be his student. The lively blond boy was not as mature as his teacher, and walked around the Knights of the Round Table.

Seeing his teacher and Artoria come out, he rushed to Artoria, raised his head, his eyes were bright as if hiding the brightest stars in the sky.

"Are you King Arthur?"

"..." In Artoria's memory, she has rarely seen such a pure and passionate gaze, her expression softened, "I am."

"It is said that you went to Utopia, and you will come back when you are needed," the boy was so excited that he almost jumped up, "You are really back!"

Being so purely admired, such feelings also infected Arturia, she raised her hand and pressed the top of the boy's head, and replied: "Yes, I'm back."

The blond boy whose head was touched: "..."

Good Xinghu.

Never wash your hair again.

Webber Velvet pulled back his disgraceful student, bid farewell to the knights of the round table, and prepared to get in the car and leave.

"and many more……"

Arturia pulled the door shut.

Sitting in the car, Weber looked up at Arturia outside the car, as if he knew what she was going to say, and said calmly, "I'll let you know if there's any news from the Supervisor."

"sorry to bother you."

The blond boy leaned his face out of the glass window and said excitedly, "Can I still come here to see you?"

"of course."

"Great! I..."

Before the blond boy could finish his sentence, he was hit on the forehead by a snap of his fingers from his teacher, and collapsed on the back seat.

Arturia simply didn't know how he managed to do this while sitting in the front seat.

In the following time, all the Knights of the Round Table stayed in the church of the Holy Church on standby.

London is not as peaceful as it used to be.

Lestrade knocked on the door of 221B Baker Street with a heavy heart.

"You must help me this time, Sherlock."

Sherlock was observing something with a microscope, when he heard his voice, he said impatiently: "Don't use those boring things to lower the IQ of Baker Street."

It was not the first time that Lestrade had been bullied by him, and he found sadly that he was used to being bullied.

He turned to Watson for help.

Watson put down the newspaper. In fact, he didn't want to say it, otherwise who knows what will appear in the refrigerator tomorrow if he disturbs Sherlock now.

but……

"Sherlock, take a look."

Serial murder.

The deceased were all female, ranging in age from 20 to 40 years old, their chests were pulled out, no property was lost at home, and there was no special relationship between the deceased and the deceased.

At present, several cases are concurrent, and there is also the case of the wife of a high-ranking American official visiting England and being killed. The impact is extremely bad. Even if Lestrade does not ask Sherlock for help, Mycroft will not let his clever brother idle.

After Lestrade left, Sherlock suddenly jumped up with a lack of interest, picked up his windbreaker and walked out the door.

"Go, Watson."

"Go to the scene?"

"No, go to church."

Watson thought that Sherlock was going to Westminster Abbey, which is located on the north bank of the River Thames in London and is a very representative church in the UK. As a result, Sherlock went to a church that he didn't know.

It was Friday that Catholic believers gathered inside the church to pray.

Sherlock walked all the way to walk with the wind, Watson stroked his forehead and followed him.

In order not to disturb the prayers of the faithful, the clergy took them to the back to speak.

Watson followed and asked him why.

He said: "I don't think the two of you are here to pray."

"Okay, there's no need to go, False Priest, let's find Arthur Pendragon."

Watson: "...Huh?"

What did Sherlock just say?

This is King Arthur's name, of course he knows it, not only does he know it, he even revisited it two years ago when the Knights of the Round Table appeared one after another.

At that time, he still told Sherlock that he wanted to go to the United States to meet King Arthur, but Sherlock took him to handle the case all day long. Later, Sherlock said that King Arthur was not in the United States, so he stopped thinking about it.

What did Sherlock just say?King Arthur here?

The cleric lowered his eyes, and stretched out three black keys from between his hands.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada belongs to the Eighth Secret Society of the Holy Church, and is also the supervisor of the Holy Grail War in Romania. The heroic spirits he summons need to be protected, not in terms of safety, but because their identities must not be known by others.

"You detain us today, tomorrow this place will be occupied."

Watson saw the clergyman's hand, and subconsciously went to draw the gun.

Sherlock's words did not frighten the clergyman, and the scene was almost on the verge of breaking out.

"Don't fight."

A black-haired man came out of the door, with an elegant and noble demeanor, but there was a little naivety in his brows.

"Do you want to see King Arthur? If you guess who I am, I'll let you in."

Sherlock grimaced.

"Geraint? Bowes? Percival?"

"..."

"Okay, it's Percival."

The flower in Parcival's hand fell to the ground, "How do you know?"

Sherlock speaks very fast: "I have seen Galahad Gareth Kellan Malok, you are a knight in the new world, you don't look like Gareth, so you are not Gawain Gareth, the same reason Your appearance is not similar to Galahad, not Lancelot, and there are only a few people left."

When talking about Parcival, his facial expression was desperately trying to make a look of disdain and sarcasm, trying to mislead Sherlock, but Sherlock is not a blind fool, how could he not see it.

Although Sherlock had a face of "Your question is an insult to my IQ", Percival continued to praise, "You are really amazing, you deserve to be a consulting detective, I see you every day in the newspaper."

Watson subconsciously looked at Sherlock. Although he still had a cold expression, Watson knew that he was very happy.

"My king is competing with Sir Lancelot, so... be careful!"

Parcival stood in front of Sherlock, fending off a vase that flew over, and flowers and soil spilled all over the ground.

Sherlock looked at it and said in a cold voice, "Is this what you're talking about?"

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