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

Chapter 79 Girl, Your Mind Is Dangerous

Due to the blocking of the ability to "siege the city", the battle that could have ended in an instant has turned into a protracted battle.

Fortunately, he won in the end.

Menechel looked around indifferently, and after dismissing batch after batch of boring complimenters, he stretched indecently like a long sigh of relief.

"My lord brother, please pay attention to maintain a good manner."

Standing beside Menechel, Afriel reprimanded with a small face, she bent down and meticulously tidied up the table that was messed up by Minechel's excessive movements just now.

"Don't worry about it, Afriel."

Menechel closed his eyes, and said in a slightly intoxicated tone from drinking some wine: "Even if I smash all the wine utensils here now, they will still respectfully call me the first knight-my lord!"

Seeing that Avriel didn't answer, Menechel hiccupped, raised the big sword placed by the table with one hand, and waved it casually: "First knight, no one but me can Competent, look at the entire Camelot, no, even the entire Europa, no one can take my place."

"My lord, you're drunk." Afriel couldn't help but sighed, and pushed Minechel, who had stood up, back onto the seat.The voice that was not loud was lowered again, and the girl said: "If you say this again, someone with a heart will take it out of context and say that you intend to rebel."

"It's all cut off by then."

From this point of view, it seems that Menechel is not just slightly drunk at this time, and it should be called drunk more appropriately.

However, Avril can roughly understand Menechel's mood. Such a protracted and unfavorable battle was reversed by the elder brother against the wind. The reputation is a trivial matter. What really makes the elder brother happy is probably the king's favor after returning. face-to-face reward.

Thinking of that king, Afriel actually felt a little bitter in her heart.

But soon Afriel suppressed her emotions. She looked at the other knights who were looking over here, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Today's banquet is over, my lord brother wants to rest."

Waiting for all the unrelated people to leave, Afriel helped Minechelle to leave. Afriel's height of 1.6 meters was obviously too small for Minechelle who was 1.8 meters, which made her action has become more difficult.

"Afriel, you've grown up too."

Suddenly, Menechel seemed to utter these words in a dream.

"If my lord brother is more mature, I don't need to think about everything." Although Afriel said so, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but evoke a warm arc.

She turned her head to look at Menechel's sleeping face. After the hostility on the battlefield faded away, even the Ghost Knight, who was feared as a natural disaster, seemed a little cute.

"It's also the age to get married."

But at the next moment, Afriel only felt her shoulders lighten. Menechel, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly raised her head, and the center of gravity on Avril's body also shifted.His eyes were not hazy from drinking too much just now.

"You are quite popular now. Even in the army, I sometimes receive marriage contract requests from the nobles of Camerone." Menechel looked at Avriel, and this was discovered by his conscience. The war orphan who was brought up with one hand has now grown into a neat girl.

This is of course a lie, and now no one dares to touch the uncertain factor of Menechel.But Menechel still had the idea of ​​playing a prank with the help of alcohol.

"Of course, with my current status, no one can force you to do anything, you just need to choose what you like the most."

Minechel's eyes were clear. He walked back to the table and chair and took the big sword with him. Today's weapon maintenance has not been done yet. Looking at the girl who bowed her head and seemed to be shy, Minechel suddenly had the idea of ​​molesting her. .

Menechel leaned down, put one hand on Avril's head, and messed up her carefully combed hair. He lowered his head and leaned into Avril's ear and said, "If you like It’s not impossible to have more than one.”

"My lord brother." Afriel raised her head. Although her earlobe was tinged with a lovely pink color, the girl's light blue pupils did not show the slightest bit of panic. He said flatly: "I think that the only man worthy of my body to serve in this world is my elder brother, so if I really want to get married, I will grow up as my elder brother."

"Cough!" Menechel coughed violently as if she had choked on her own saliva. Avriel immediately stopped her dangerous speech and patted Menechel's back.

Although Menechel doesn't have any elders who can break his legs, and there is indeed no blood relationship between him and Avril, but at this stage he really has no plans to develop further with Avril. ...According to this trend, there will not be any in the future.

"Sister Avril, marriage is different from war, and needs to be carefully considered." Menechel, who was molested after a long absence, felt a little flustered. At this time, he didn't even call Avril by name There was a sense of awkwardness.

"My lord, war is not something that can be treated casually." Afriel only seriously put forward her own opinion on this.

The girl's natural expression reassured Minechel a lot, but the sudden confession made him a little uncomfortable. He slowly and calmly put a safe distance away from Avril.

"Anyway, that's all for tonight's conversation."

Menechel withdrew, and the cold wind at night woke up Menechel's hot brain a lot.

Probably it was the customary consideration of maximizing benefits that made Afriel choose this way.After all, judging from her daily behavior, the girl does not have a brother-in-law complex.

Menechel thought so.

Don't look at those nobles who want to label him as a traitor, but once he, Menechel, really decides which nobleman to defect to, now that King Arthur's royal power is gradually stabilizing, they will definitely spare no effort to welcome him—for their own value , Menechel is still very clear.

So how should I explain to Afriel that love and interests have nothing to do with each other.

Facing the moon, Menechel heaved a long sigh, and there was a long way to go.

And not long after Menechelle left, the expression on Afriel's face gradually disintegrated.

"It failed."

Staring at the direction where her elder brother left, Afriel had a look of disappointment on her face.

"It seems that it's okay to be too proactive." Afriel murmured, but then a smile appeared on her face.

She wasn't worried that her elder brother would alienate her after this confession.If Afriel guessed correctly, it is estimated that the elder brother is still worrying about how to explain the difference between love and interest to her - no one is more familiar with him than her, Afriel can handle all the thoughts of the elder brother Easy to guess.

If she wants, she can let the other party continue to misunderstand along the misunderstanding she created.

　How should I put it, now I start to get scared when I open the comment section, so I just block the comments

　　(The additions of those big guys who voted for rewards, I will make up when I am in a better state)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)