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

Chapter 71 Using Hypocrisy to Support the Future

Avril doesn't have any massage talent.

Menechel was very sure that if his body was not strong enough, he would definitely be injured by the little girl.

But even so, his shoulder was still sore up to this point.

I don't know how Afriel did it - if this technique is learned by the enemy, it will be a devastating blow to Menechel.

Today is another morning meeting for Camelot.The plan of the Knights of the Round Table proposed by Artoria has been silent since that time, for the reason that the girl mentioned to him—those knights humbly believe that they are not as powerful as the king and Menechel.

As if to show her uniqueness, Menechel deliberately showed up at the meeting early this time.As soon as the door was pushed open, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at him.

"Miss Menechel, why is it so late to participate in such an important court meeting?"

An old knight spoke first, and Menechel glanced at the man's body, which was too thin to support a piece of armor. He remembered that this old man seemed to belong to Artoria.

It seems that Artoria is really serious about implementing this final opportunity to consolidate her position.

He quietly looked at Artoria, but saw that the girl was also looking at him at this moment.The eyes of the other party were full of the calmness of being a king. When the eyes of the two sides exchanged, Arturia took the lead to look away, pretending to look away without incident.

In order to prevent her abnormal behavior from being discovered by interested people, Menechel also quickly looked away.

"Because I heard some bad rumors, in order to ensure the authenticity of the information, I went to verify it." Menechel said here, looking around with a disdainful smile: "But I think the time for my arrival should be It's not too late, after all, Sir Lanmark has not arrived yet."

The faces of the knights present couldn't help showing embarrassing expressions, especially those who jointly recommended Lanmarok not long ago, they didn't hide the anger in their eyes at all.

This morning, Lanmark was defeated and recuperated in the city of Galo. The [-] knights under his command who went to suppress the rebellion were almost wiped out.

Therefore, from nowhere, the saying "If I had sent Menechel-sama earlier, I wouldn't have encountered such troubles" had arisen.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Minechel spoke again, changing his previous silent style, and put forward his opinion in a high-profile way: "So the king summoned us today to discuss the rescue of Lan. Is it about Mr. Maroke?"

An old knight saw that his companions were trying to make a remark that "you didn't know where you were when the old man assisted King Uther", but he knew that Menechel would not obey a knight who respects the old and loves the young. virtue.

He looked at Menechel, who was in a completely different state from usual today, and then at Artoria, who was silent, and couldn't help persuading him: "Miss Menechel, please pay attention to the etiquette of knights. Still there."

In terms of military exploits and strength, he is not as good as Menechel, but the calendar of decades of ups and downs in the officialdom has given him a political mind that far exceeds Menechel's. These talented young people are often the easiest to be liquidated afterwards ——Especially in his opinion, King Arthur already had the idea of ​​doing something.

"It's okay, what Sir Menechel said is exactly the same as what I thought, and I indeed summoned all the ministers for this matter today." Seeing that the time was right, Artoria spoke slowly at this time, her gaze Floating in the wide hall, always without focus.

The old knight sighed inwardly. For Menechel's offensive and rude behavior, King Arthur didn't even scold him. This undoubtedly sent a dangerous signal to everyone present - I have already met this guy It's broken.

He bit the bullet and wanted to speak again. He knew that it was not appropriate for Menechel to make meritorious deeds again at this time, but after much deliberation, he couldn't think of a suitable candidate, and at this time someone had already spoken first.

"The King of Bei's attack was clearly premeditated, so I think this matter... should be handed over to Gao Wenqing."

The old knight looked at the speaker, but the other party was already looking at Menechel with complacent eyes.

Menechel, who knew that he had successfully aroused public outrage, didn't make further progress. Although he knew that this was definitely not the best time for him to attack, Minechel knew from Artoria's gaze that had been lingering on him that this matter was very serious. He can't.

"King, let me go..."

"The humble king is the culprit who caused the death of the previous king. The affairs of the royal family are resolved by the royal family themselves." Artoria said at the same time as Menechel spoke, and the girl stepped down from the throne and down the stairs step by step: " Leave the matter to Gao Wenqing for the time being."

Menechel was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to dissuade him, but Gao Wen, who was beside him, winked at him quietly. Although Menechel hesitated, he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Miss Menechel, you go with me, and you will be in charge of the defense of the northern city." Arturia turned to look at Menechel, pulled out the King Sword from her waist, and will always carry it with her. entrusted the scabbard to Menechel.

Menechel subconsciously took it, and the girl's fingers touched his palm. At a certain moment, Menechel saw Artoria's smile hidden under her hair, and in the blink of an eye, the smile on King Arthur's face It is still a serious face with no waves in the ancient well.

While entrusting the important affairs of the city to Gawain and at the same time deliberately transferring him away, Menechel's eyes drooped, and he focused all his attention on his armor. Now everyone probably thought that Artoria wanted to Shot her.

"The rest of the people can retreat. Your Excellency Menechel prepares and sets out immediately."

The flow of people rushed behind, only the sound of Arturia's footsteps gradually fading away could be heard very clearly, until all the sounds disappeared.

At this time, only Artoria and Menechel remained in the hall.

"I'm sorry for doubting you." Artoria stood in front of the throne, gently touching the armrest with her fingertips: "Actually, when I heard the rumors just now, I thought for a moment that you had changed. After all, the oolong first and then the current rumors are like testing the bottom line of my patience with you. But fortunately, you are still the Menechel I know."

"I said, I will help you realize your ideal." Menechel settled in his mind, just for a moment, he really thought that Artoria was preparing a fake show for real.But at this time, Menechel, who got the ideal answer, already had the idea of ​​joking: "But you are not afraid that everything I just said was a disguise."

"If you hesitated just now when you recommended yourself for the expedition, I wouldn't tell you so much." Artoria turned around and slightly raised the corners of her lips. Nai Xieer once again confirmed that the fleeting quiet smile just now was indeed his own illusion.

The one standing in front of him was not the girl who passed the bread in front of him, but the new king of Camelot.And in order to realize the girl's ideal country, he is no longer the object that the girl can entrust without reservation.

"Altoria."

He couldn't help calling out the girl's name.

King Arthur was obviously taken aback, she hadn't heard the name for a long time.

"You said, is there any chance for us to return to the original relationship?"

The king is not the king, and the minister is not the minister. There is no need for him and her to use any words to confirm each other's mind.

"Probably in Camelot, it's impossible." Artoria approached, and she stretched out her free left hand: "But I believe there will be such a day, as long as you are willing to wait."

"Of course." Menechel wanted to reach out and hand over the scabbard to his right hand. Menechel held King Arthur's little hand hanging in the air.

The first knight and King Arthur reached a consensus at this moment.

"Let's meet again on the snow field then, Arturia."

　Since ancient times, in the ruthless emperor's family, doubt is the most important quality to secure the throne. Minae Arthur's current relationship: intimacy—> trust
　　
　
(End of this chapter)