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

In the cold prison, Arturia's hands and feet were all bound by strong shackles. The prisons extended by Morgan's magic would dissipate immediately once they were torn off, and they could not be used as props to break open the prison. In addition, Morgan also cast a curse on her, and Arturia found it difficult to even raise her hand at this time.

——If it wasn't for wanting to know the whereabouts of the Holy Sword, Morgan would have killed her long ago out of fear.

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The door of the cell was pushed open at this moment, and with the sound of brisk footsteps, a shadow covered the light source in front of Artoria.

"Is the meal delivered so early?"

Morgan would also send her potatoes and drinking water, but only so that Artoria would not starve to death.

"my king."

The familiar and gentle female voice made Arturia pause. She raised her head and looked at the woman outside the cell with a nearly dull gaze. Her gorgeous dress was incompatible with the dark environment around her. It was coiled into an exquisite hairstyle at the back of her head, and a pair of gentle fox eyes on her already pretty face added a bit of extravagance to her.

Looking at the woman who was close at hand, Arturia felt as if a scorching flame was rising from her throat, making it difficult for her to even breathe, and the fidgety heat quickly spread to her cheeks and ears, an unspeakable humiliation Emotion welled up in her heart.

"My king, it is a pleasure to see you again."

The woman's emphasis was as beautiful as singing, but the words full of reverence fell on Artoria's ears like the most vicious curse.

Arturia watched the lips of the woman outside the prison open and close, but no sound came into her ears.

"Wang, I went to visit the execution of your substitute this afternoon."

The comforting words in her ear made Arturia regain her senses a little, she opened her mouth with difficulty and called out the name of the woman in front of her: "Guinevere."

That was her queen, a flawless woman who still longed for and admired her even after knowing the truth about her daughter's identity.

At this time, her most embarrassing side was exposed in front of the other party.

"Stop talking, Guinevere. Have you been captured too... Ah, this is inevitable, after all, even Camelot City has fallen."

Guinevere didn't deny it, she quietly waited for the king in front of her to recover.

"Did Morgan come to tell you this?"

Guinevere was dumbfounded, she looked at Arturia with red eyes.

"Yes, she said that as long as you are willing to reveal the location of the holy sword and promise to give up the throne, she will let you go, and she will let you go along with Sir Menechel."

The words that were about to refuse were stuck in his throat.

"Menechel, was he also arrested?"

"Yes, he broke into Camelot City to save you and was captured on the spot." Guinevere said, "He is a loyal and brave knight."

The silent air filled this small prison cell, and the air seemed to be frozen because of it. At a certain moment, a cool breeze blew, slightly blowing away a bit of the stuffy heat.

"You lied."

At this moment, Artoria opened her mouth to dismiss the last leeway for discussion.

"In your heart, those foolish people who shout that you are a tyrant, those mobs who have ruined your kindness, are they also worthy of being saved!"

"They are also the subjects of Britain."

Guinevere stood up, and she raised her skirt to salute the king in the prison.

"Sorry, my lord. I've been rude."

Guinevere gave up the idea of ​​persuading Artoria. She knew better than anyone else that once the king made up his mind, it would be impossible to be persuaded anyway. King of pity.

The cell door was gently closed, but Guinevere encountered an unexpected figure in the deep corridor.

"His Royal Highness Guinevere."

Afriel raised her head, her capable silver-white short hair seemed out of place with the dim candlelight around her, she just said hello, and Avril lowered her head again.

——Morgan suspected that she might let Arturia go because of her old relationship, so she asked Afriel to follow her.

Obviously, Morgan trusts Afriel more than her queen.

Guinevere walked in front, and Afriel followed behind her like a bodyguard.Passed through the deep corridor, passed through pairs of guards, and finally there were no other people on both sides.

"Avriel, I remember that you are the younger sister of Knight Menechel, why do you obey His Majesty Morgan so much and fight against the king and your brother?"

The dim candlelight did not affect Guinevere's beauty, and she was like a real sun against the orange-red flame.

"Are you trying to dissuade me?"

Afriel pierced like a cold wind that doesn't understand the style.

"No, although I do feel sorry for her, but that's exactly why I won't help the king." Guinevere stopped, forcing Avriel to stop too. She faced Ah Freer: "I just hope that she can live peacefully as an ordinary girl and the one she loves, instead of confining herself in the shell of other people's fantasy. I will save her, but not King Arthur, but her... Ser. I'll take off her heavy baggage."

"Ah, so that's the case, so even if you were killed by Morgan, are you still willing to be summoned to obey her?"

Avril seemed to speak unintentionally, and when she looked up and saw Guinevere's expression, she immediately understood.

— This is another stupid woman.

"I'm not as great as you." Avriel said: "King Arthur ordered the Menechelle knights to destroy the rebels, and my father was implicated innocently, that's all."

Guinevere was completely unaware that her thoughts were being seen through, but her inherent skills allowed her to feel that Avril was not lying, and she looked at Avril with a complicated expression mixed with sadness and distress.

"Ah, although we can still fight side by side now, we will eventually have differences. You will probably kill the king, right? And I will let the king live, and then we will part ways."

Afriel nodded obediently.In the bottom of her heart, she didn't care. She had witnessed the whole process of Morgan summoning the other party. The guy who occupied the Caster foundation in front of her was just Guinevere's phantom temporarily fabricated by Morgan using special summoning.

That's all.

Afriel lowered her eyelids.

At this moment, a fire suddenly lit up around, followed by a burst of noisy sound.

At this moment, Morgan's voice transmission suddenly sounded in Afriel's ear.

【return】

She looked up to see Guinevere, but Guinevere was also looking at her.

So Afriel was relieved - Guinevere also received the same order.

Thank you for the huge reward from Emperor Dragon Tribulation Sonaite, now I owe 10 more, I am too sleepy today, I will make it up tomorrow