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

Chapter 32 Doesn’t the doctor’s telling you to take care of yourself mean that you have recovered?

After that day, Merlin came to visit Menechel several times, but as Camelot's first riddleman, Merlin was always hesitant to speak, and just repeated several times, "I can't do it in the future." If you abuse your magic power like this, your lifespan will be lost" or something like that.

Although Merlin had already explained the general idea in great detail, Menechel did not quite understand the specific principles. Finally, after a month, Menechel left Merlin's house under Merlin's warm reminder to "take care of your body". tall tower.

And on the second day after the healing, Menechel had already received Artoria's order.

Fortunately, Merlin's tower was built on the outskirts of Camelot City, not far from the main city, so Menechel didn't have to relive the process of "Finding King Arthur" again.

To be honest, this is the first time that Menechel has truly stepped into this strong city that symbolizes royal power. Behind the tall and pure chalk wall is an orderly street. A peaceful atmosphere permeates the air.

There are not many pedestrians in the surrounding market, but perhaps because Camelot has won the battle recently, everyone's face is filled with smiles. Menechel didn't have too many surprises, but looked at it from time to time with curious eyes.

Arturia has indeed carried out her ideals, and Camelot is more like a paradise than other places.

In this peaceful atmosphere, Menechel soon arrived at the palace, and the solemn knight guarding the palace gate moved away far away when he saw the eye-catching heavy armor on Menechel's body.

Seeing this situation, under the visor, Menechel couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew that his glorious deeds of annihilating the enemy with one enemy and a thousand had been spread-compared to the experience of the dragon slayer. The quantifiable concept of annihilating more than a thousand knights is even more impressive than the actual deeds.

Even though he felt a little proud of the change in the attitude of the solemn knights, Menechel still pretended to be a mature adult, ignoring the sight from the dark along the way, and walked in slowly. palace.

——"Tell me, how old is Lord Menechel?"

——"It should be at least 30 years old, but it will never exceed 40 years old, otherwise the body will not be able to maintain its peak."

There was a slight conversation next to his ears—if Menechel's hearing hadn't been strengthened, he might not have been able to hear it clearly.

The voice came from behind him, and it should be the conversation between the two solemn knights.It was only then that Menechel remembered that apart from the deceased, the only people in Camelot who had seen his true face were Artoria and Merlin.

Although Menechel has somewhat forgotten his specific age, his weak sense of time that has not yet been fully assimilated by elves still makes Menechel affirm that his physical age has definitely not reached the exaggerated 30 years old.

In front of the long corridor of the main hall is a simple flat table. Unlike the main hall in the parliament, the room where Artoria handles government affairs is much smaller, and even gives people a feeling of depression.

But this is probably because Artoria wants to urge herself to finish her daily work as soon as possible, right?

"Menechel, the headgear can be removed."

When the two were alone, although Artoria remained calm, she lacked the majesty of a king.

But despite this, Menechel did not completely abandon etiquette, he took off his headgear, and rubbed his squeezed hair.

"I'm sorry to call you here now, but I think it's better to tell you some things in advance."

Compared to Artoria, Menechel felt that it was more normal for Merlin to say such words, but he didn't make a sound, looking at Artoria quietly, waiting for the next one.

"The nobles in Camelot will show up to meet you at the morning meeting tomorrow."

Arturia said, with a rare bit of gnashing of teeth in her tone of anger.

Artoria certainly didn't like those moths who practically controlled the entire kingdom.

"Are you looking for trouble?"

"No, I guess, it's here to throw an olive branch at you."

Artoria said that she could not refuse the legal and reasonable demands of the nobles. The current situation of Camelot is not optimistic. The internal strife has not yet been quelled and the foreign enemies are ready to move. However, whether it is the training of the army or the operation of the country, a lot of money is needed. Support, and Artoria, is an airborne moneyless emperor.

She believed that Menechel would not be bewitched by money, but she still felt faintly uneasy in her heart, as if something important was about to be taken away by others.

Menechel easily saw through Artoria's girlish thoughts, he tried not to laugh out loud, but the upturned corners of his mouth still revealed his inner self-satisfaction.

"Isn't that just asking for trouble?" Artoria looked at Menechel, who continued, "Any attempt to separate me from you is asking for trouble for me."

Artoria snorted twice proudly, but then realized that this was not in line with the majesty of the king.She coughed lightly to avoid Menechel's sight, and shifted her gaze to the manuscript on the desk desk again, but her wandering eyes were still unable to focus on the text.

As if to save face, Artoria said again: "Please be serious, Menechel."

There was a tinge of embarrassment in his tone, but it was a pity that Artoria's face was slightly blocked by the golden hair, otherwise her expression at this time must have been very beautiful.

"Do I need to kill them all and confiscate all their money?"

Suddenly, Menechel changed the subject, and the cold killing intent in his tone made the temperature in the room drop a few degrees.He has confidence in his own strength. Menechel is sure to complete the assassination of those nobles whose resident personal guards are no more than one or two hundred.

Maybe his game in the imperial court could not be as good as those nobles who have passed on for hundreds of years, but Menechel has never been a person who will follow the rules well. Once things exceed his expectations, he will overturn them without hesitation. checkerboard.

From this point of view, it is not an exaggeration to call it arrogant.

Facing Menechel's proposal, Artoria's heart moved a little, but then she shook her head, and the girl stared into Minechel's eyes: "It's too unsafe, it will breed Kame The rebellious psychology of the nobles outside Los Angeles."

Only a small number of rebellious nobles made Camelot a little flustered, so if possible, Artoria didn't want to cause such a big trouble at once-at least those nobles had to wait until the rebellion was quelled before killing them.

"Besides, it's better for you to restrain yourself now."

Menechel cast a puzzled look at Artoria, and Artoria pursed her lips and said, "Do you know how the outside world evaluates you now?"

"I haven't inquired about it again."

Menechel cast a condemning look at Artoria, and Artoria and Merlin stayed together for too long and became a riddle.

"They said, you are a decisive careerist."

　The game is so fun, I can't stop
　　
　
(End of this chapter)