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

Chapter 67 That Voice Called Directly into My Heart (Monthly Ticket Plus Update)
The battle in Saxon did not last long. Under the circumstances that Menechel's siege method could not be cracked, it was only a matter of time before their demise.

At this time, the tent of the Camelot Central Army had moved to the former site of the Saxon King City, which had been destroyed in the last street fighting of the Saxon resistance—but even if this magnificent building was not destroyed, Mi Nai Xieer did not dare to blatantly station in the royal city like this.

The trip to Camelot a few days ago had already made Menechel realize that with his current fame and status, it was not suitable for him to do something out of the ordinary, otherwise he would easily stand on the cusp of public opinion.

Both he and Artoria are no longer the children they were back then. Now one of them has become the king of Camelot, and the other has become a knight protecting the country of Camelot.

It is estimated that after this victory, he will be knighted and obtain a fief of his own to form a knight order directly under him. At that time, no matter what his own wishes are, it is impossible for him and Artoria to No more intimacy.

Thinking about it, Menechel couldn't help but feel powerless.For such a great achievement, Artoria couldn't refuse a reward, and for the sake of the majority, it was impossible for Menechel to refuse.

And people's joys and sorrows are not connected, compared to Menechel, who was worrying about this matter, the soldiers of Camelot, who had won another great victory, were immersed in the joy of victory.After repeatedly rejecting the gracious invitation of the soldiers, Menechel returned to the mansion he had chosen as his temporary residence.

The originally luxurious and majestic house became dilapidated due to the war, a piece of the door panel was torn off, and several cracks appeared on the wall. It seemed completely defenseless.

"Master Menechel."

The two guard knights guarding the house saw Menechel from a distance, and Menechel nodded to the two: "Go back, the celebration over there has already begun."

The guard knight saluted Menechel and left, his footsteps changed from normal at the beginning to become more and more hasty, as if he was extremely helpless.

Menechel walked into the house, and the candle in Avril's room was still on. It was almost midnight at this time. In order to prevent any accidents happening to the girl, he walked into the girl's room.

Afriel had already fallen asleep, but the candle in front of the table had not been extinguished.Menechel put out his hand to extinguish the flames, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed his gaze.

Turning around, she saw Afriel's staring eyes.The girl's pupils are bright blue that is so pure that it can reflect the entire world.Through those eyes that seemed to be shining with light, Menechel saw his reflection at this moment, standing heavy and abrupt in the shadows, completely blocking the light source reflected from outside the room.

The girl's spirit is much better than the last time we met. Except for her pale face due to long-term exposure to the sun, Avriel's previously swollen body has obviously subsided—the food for the march is actually not ideal, but in the Under such conditions, Afriel's body is still recovering, which shows that she lived such a miserable life in Camelot before.

If it weren't for him, if Kai was the commander of that battle, maybe the girl's life wouldn't be so troubled?
Thinking about it, Menechel suppressed his irritability and stretched out his hand to touch the girl's silver hair, but seeing the almost polished gauntlet on his hand, he withdrew his hand again.

After taking off the gauntlet, Menechel touched the girl's head with her broad palm again: "Go to sleep, we will return to Camelot tomorrow."

Avril's head feels very smooth to the touch, the soft feel and the temperature from her hand made Minechel a little restrained, he just rubbed it lightly twice and then immediately stopped, as if a girl only needs a little force The head will be pressed off.

After saying this, Menechel got up and was about to go to his room to deal with some follow-up questions, but there was a slight call from behind.

"Brother."

It may sound unbelievable to say, but it has been almost two years since Avril was adopted, and this is the first time Menechel heard Avril's voice.Although he has been bringing the girl by his side in the past few days, every time Menechel spent most of his time in the camp of the Chinese army, and rarely returned to the camp to rest, even when he returned to the camp, the girl had already fallen asleep.

Different from the girl's voice that was so ethereal that it made one feel a little cold, the content of the girl's words seemed very cordial.

It was the first time that Menechel was called so by someone, her body froze, and a strange feeling rushed from the soles of her feet to her forehead.

"Well, I'm here."

Menechel's voice was still flat, he turned around and looked at Afriel.From the darkness, the girl straightened her upper body and sat up.

"Brother, please rest early."

The sudden concern made Menechel feel overwhelmed for a moment. If someone else said this sentence, Menechel would definitely reply with the irony of "then you help me write the march report", but he just said this sentence It was the girl who called him "Big Brother" just now.

After a moment of silence, Menechel walked out of the door. He closed the door of the girl's room with his backhand, and his voice without the slightest emotion drifted into the room:

"I will."

The door was closed, and Minechelle leaned against the door and took a silent breath, until her lungs were so distended that she couldn't take another breath, then Minechelle exhaled all the breath.

The extremely heavy heart just now felt inexplicably much better at this moment.

Maybe it would be nice to have a younger sister.

Menechel thought so and put on the gauntlet that he took off again, moved his palm a little bit, and his eyes once again showed light.

What are you panicking about?He is the undefeated Menechel, and the rumors of mere fools can't change anything.

……

Inside the house, Afriel, who watched Menechel leave, lay down again.She curled up and put the blanket over her head.

Feeling the temperature from between the blankets, the girl's body couldn't help shivering.She is not an ignorant child, she has a full understanding of her current situation - whether she can survive or not depends entirely on the thought of the knight who adopted her.

But even so, she didn't want to please the knight.Her father had told her they were the victims of knights fighting knights and she hated knights.

But seeing the obvious fatigue on the knight's face, the girl who was given the name Afriel couldn't help but speak after all.

She will never forget that at the end of the dark days when she could only eat a few vegetables for each meal in front of the small house that looked like a coffin, the true feeling from the knight who burned like a flame The anger, and the cold but safe embrace like a father.

(End of this chapter)