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

Chapter 81 Morgan: This hero is too high, it should be cut

As night fell, the flames had already risen.

My elder brother always seems to have endless letters.

As soon as she opened the door, Afriel saw Menechel sitting in front of the table.Due to food shortages, the rehabilitative plan that had been formulated had to be postponed, and the entire army also moved into the city of Fuseken to station.

Menechel pinched both sides of the letter paper with both hands, and glanced casually at the door.After seeing that it was Afriel, he quickly looked away.

"Another letter from Camelot?"

Afriel walked slowly behind Menechel, and put the drink in her hand on the table.Seeing Avril approaching, Minechel moved the chair to the side. The original intention was to remind her sister to pay attention to keeping a safe distance between men and women, but Avril turned her back. The girl took a step forward and got stuck in the chair. In the position that Menechel just gave up.

Before Menechel could reprimand, Afriel had preemptively laid down on the table, staring at the letter without blinking.

"It's a letter from the king."

I don't know if Avril did it on purpose, but the girl didn't have any physical contact with him, and she seemed to have tested her brother's bottom line.

Menechel couldn't say anything, so she could only keep holding the letter and let the girl read it.

Fortunately, the content of this letter was not the private matter of some invisible person. It was written in just a few lines that Artoria would send his subordinates to express condolences.

In view of the situation in the rear, it is unlikely that Artoria herself will come over in person.So Menechel guessed that the person who came was either Kay or Merlin.

"Brother, do you need to prepare?"

Counting the time the letter took on the road, the messenger of sympathy could probably arrive tomorrow.

"It's really not the right time to come." Menechel muttered in a low voice. His original plan was to bring a few scouts to scout the situation ahead tomorrow.

It would be fine if it was Mr. Merlin, but if the person who came was Kai, given the other party's temperament, he would probably wait here until Menechel came back.

"My lord, leave the investigation work to me."

"You?" Minechel looked at the girl who volunteered, and immediately shook her head: "You have no experience in this field, and you will be in great trouble if you get trapped."

For example, you need to trouble Menechel to think about how to save your sister.

In fact, only Menechel can do the job of scouting the road with a few scouts. Even if you encounter a small group of enemy cavalry on the road, you can break through alone—this is something that Avril and even other knights have never done. available.

"It can only be postponed."

Menechel sighed softly, he only hoped that if the messenger was Kai, the other party would not drag him to drink with him.

After finishing speaking, Minechel looked vigilantly at Afriel, who was blinking innocently beside her, and stretched out her index finger to rest on the forehead of the other party: "You will follow me when the interview tomorrow, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you know Yet?"

This unstable factor must be controlled in advance to prevent the girl from running out to give her head in a flash.

"Don't worry, my lord brother, I won't do that kind of reckless behavior." Afriel straightened up and brushed up her hair, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a satisfied arc.

"And I can go out tonight if I want, so why not..."

"It's getting late, you should be resting." Ignoring Avriel's occasional questions and speaking, Menechel turned her eyes elsewhere.As he spoke, he paused, and finally his tone became tough: "Earl Fuseken has a curfew at night, and anyone who wanders outside will be detained for interrogation."

As for whether Earl Fuseken gave the order or not, it has become less important.

……

When a group of knights escorted a woman to the city of Vuseken, Menechel knew that she had guessed wrong. The person who came was neither Merlin nor Kay, but King Arthur's sister Morgan.

The upper half of the woman's face was hidden by the shadow of the hood, and only half of the face below the nose was exposed, but the coquettishness and sense of danger revealed from the woman made Menechel shudder.

That had nothing to do with the difference in strength between the enemy and the enemy, but an intuition that almost came from biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, keeping Minechel as far away from this woman as possible.

Seeing that Menechel hadn't spoken for a long time, Afriel slightly poked Minechel's calf with her elbow, but the other party still didn't express anything.In desperation, Afriel could only greet her elder brother:

"Your Majesty Morgan, thank you for your hard work."

"I know you, Avril. I saw you by the king's side when you were living in the king's city." Morgan ignored Menechel's impoliteness, and turned to chat with Avril. sky.Different from her bewitching temperament, Morgan's voice seemed to be born with a kindness.

Menechel took a step forward, and the heavy armor on her body separated Afriel from Morgan tightly.

"Your Majesty Morgan, I didn't expect you to come in person."

Menechel put on a business-like tone. Although his face was expressionless, everyone could see his strong rejection of Morgan.

"Sir Menechel, I came here with the king." Morgan was not ashamed to be treated like this.She tore off the hood that almost concealed her entire face, and the alluring beauty disappeared immediately. At this moment, the woman completely exposed her appearance to Menechel's vision.

It was the same face as Artoria except for the color of her hair, but there was no heroic spirit of a king between her eyebrows and eyes, but a bit of softness was added.

Even facing the face that was exactly the same as Artoria, Menechel did not relax in the slightest.

"The king is taking the follow-up troops to rest in the back city, and asked me to convey this information first."

Arturia went to the front line herself?

Menechel couldn't help frowning, the most unlikely possibility in his opinion has actually become a reality, even though Arturia had personally put the scabbard that was said to be able to heal all wounds two months ago. Pass it on to him.

After thinking about it, Menechel could think of only one reason—Arturia didn't want to push him to the forefront again.

But this seems to be good, and even the reconnaissance work is omitted.

"In that case, His Majesty Morgan should rest first." Menechel said, and glanced at a guard knight who was following her: "Go and take His Majesty Morgan to rest."

According to the normal process, Morgan should be taken to visit the training situation at this time, but since Morgan is only a first mover, this process is no longer necessary.

"My lord brother, let me take Mr. Morgan there. After all, His Majesty Morgan is quite familiar with me."

"you?"

Menechel looked at Afriel who was speaking behind her, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.But looking at the look of "please believe me" revealed in the girl's eyes, the words that had been organized to refuse also disappeared together.

That's right, asking Afriel is not neglecting the messenger.

And in the barracks, Menechel has enough confidence to keep Afriel.

　Based on everyone's feedback on the image of the righteous sister, decide whether to make a heroic card for this role (although I can't see the comments, the operation team can tell me)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)