The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 161 Gold's Dream of Descending Minet
"If Mister doesn't come out of the mountain, there will be no safe days for my Mujik family." Gould brushed his face with his hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then bowed his head to the knight in front of him, and held his own hand in both hands at the same time. Carefully kept the Knight Medal on his chest, and held it above his head: "If Mister is really determined not to help, then please accept the last relic of my family, after which Gold will live in seclusion in the mountains and never seek rejuvenation!"

"Why is this!"

The knight immediately stood up, took Gold's hand with both hands, and helped him up.Gould took advantage of the opportunity to hold those hands and burst into tears: "I see strange people and strange people in the world, and there is no one on the right side of Mr."

"Thanks to the great love, Lord Gord is a respected alchemist in the world. I will not hesitate to invite you several times. If you don't give up, Minai is willing to worship you as the master. From then on, I will serve you wholeheartedly and win the Holy Grail War."

Seeing Minechel bowed his head to recognize the Lord, Gould was overjoyed. He repeatedly applauded, held Minechel's hand tightly, and couldn't wait to take a step outside the door: "I have Minechel, even more powerful. Heroes and heroes, who dares to fight against us?"

With one step in the air, Gord felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and looked up at the retainer he had just recovered in shock: "Minay, save me!"

Menechel was silent, just sneered while clasping her hands.

It's hateful to forget that this thief is a family slave with three surnames, so don't trust him!
"what!"

Gould sat up from the ground, rubbed his face that seemed a little numb from being hit on the ground, and supported his body on the sofa with the other hand to get up, only then did he realize that it was just a dream.

It was too late to discuss future strategic planning with Saber last night, and fell asleep on the sofa without knowing it.

Gould supported his head that was swollen and aching due to the extremely poor quality of sleep, stood still for a while, and frowned slightly. It's a very common thing—but shouldn't that be the past of the Servant who dreamed about it?How did you go to Longzhong?
Could it be that in my heart I was thinking of making Menechel submit?
Absolutely absurd!

"Yo, Gold, woke up so early."

Hearing Menechel's voice, Gold immediately turned his attention back. At this time, Menechel no longer ruined his fruit, but inspected the bookcase he used to store books for a while.

Gold didn't put any ulterior secrets there, so he naturally let Menechel fiddle with the bookshelves with his chest and stomach unafraid.

Being stared at by Gold like this, Menechel stopped what he was doing, and glanced at Gold suspiciously: "It's still not bright outside, do you really want to stop sleeping... without me If you have this kind of physique, if you don't have enough rest, you will really die, or..."

Menechel said and looked at the bookcase beside her. Could it be that there is really some ulterior secret in it?
Minechel, who was a little surprised because there were only some biographies and myths on the bookshelf, and had never seen books related to magic, couldn't help being a little interested in the bookshelf at this time.

Gold did not speak, he returned to the sofa, took out the knight medal that was placed next to him, leaned on the cushion and stared at the medal without blinking, as if recalling the scene when someone took the oath of allegiance just now.

Menechel looked at Gold's strange behavior of not sleeping but staring at a knight's medal, and wondered if the other party just fell off the sofa and fell into a fool?

In order to test Gold's situation, Menechel coughed lightly, and said dryly: "That is a knight's medal, it is rare in this era."

Gold suddenly became vigilant, and he carefully hid the family token in his clothes.

"This is a token passed down from our family. A knight was born in my family line before." Gold suddenly recalled that he summoned Siegfried but inexplicably summoned the guy in front of him, and his heart suddenly thumped. After a while, the mouth responded faster than the brain, and Gold subconsciously blurted out: "Could that knight be you?"

"Huh?" For the first time, Menechel's face showed an extremely strong expression of disgust. He looked up and down Gold with scrutiny, and the disgust on his face became more intense.

He didn't want to have more offspring like this for no reason.

"Don't be kidding, the style of your medal is completely different from that of Camelot. Moreover, I have been fighting all my life, so I don't have time to touch women."

In order to stabilize Camelot's rule, he drifted away for most of the time, and when Camelot initially stabilized, he was already dead.

It's a pity that Saartish's excellent genes were not passed down.

"Huh?" Gold was taken aback, his eyes widened quickly, and he stared at Menechel as if he had seen a ghost: "Have you ever touched a woman?"

Doesn't it mean that being so diligent doesn't have any character of the evil party?
"Why, you want me to be your ancestor so much?"

Gold heard that Menechel didn't want to discuss this topic for too long, and he didn't want to inexplicably have an extra ancestor.

After confirming that Gold had just woken up with a little breath and did not fall into any serious trouble, Menechel's tone also became casual, and he shook his hand at Gold: "Your thing is not only a collection It's useless, there are no knights who can give you a knighthood in this era."

Gold opened his mouth, and inexplicably heard some loneliness from Menechel's words: The era of letting knights gallop the land is over.

Gold wanted to say something, but he noticed Saber's clothes when he raised his eyes. The soft armor that seemed to be a part of his skin had fallen off for the first time. It was barely recognizable as casual clothes, and this appearance did not look like the appearance of wanting to stay in the stronghold to accompany the widowed uncle.

"Who does that look mean? It's only natural that I have to go out and change my clothes today."

Saber didn't explain to Gold where he was going, he seemed to be exactly what he said, and would not follow him when he was not in combat.

But looking at the other party's unusually awkward attitude, Gold suddenly had a strange feeling.

Could it be that Saber is going on... a date, right?

Thinking of this, Gould even had a little understanding of the behavior of leading Saber to wait for dawn until midnight.

Combining with the enemy that Saber failed to catch up with yesterday - Oops, it wouldn't be the red Saber Mordred, right?
——The forbidden love between master and apprentice!No wonder he didn't touch women during his lifetime!
Gold's head exploded, and he gradually understood everything.

So the fat uncle coughed lightly, and said seriously:
"It's just that I think you should go shopping for a suit."

Menechel looked at Gold, the surprise in his eyes was self-evident.

Gold snorted coldly, and said with a straight face: "Of course I will pay the money."

"Thank you, Gold, you are as good a man as Kay."

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