My Sister is Arturia

"Arthur, wait, where should we go..." Lancelot's voice was firm, and he pointed to the center of the lake in the mist. Arthur put down the oars in his hand and stared at Lancelot blankly. The shadow jumped out of the water for a second, Arthur grabbed Lancelot's hands suddenly, Lancelot was pulled by Arthur and crashed into Arthur's arms, dodging the shadow's attack, Lan Slot and Arthur crashed into the water together.

It was a pale face without eyes again, countless evil spirits rushed up from the bottom of the water, the icy lake water hit again, and the huge black shadow moved quickly in the water behind him, Arthur did not hesitate, just glanced at it. , ignoring the terrifying screams in his ears, holding Lancelot in his arms, breaking the icy lake water with his hands and feet, exposing the lake surface, taking a deep breath, and then quickly swimming towards the shore, the river bank abruptly. A little bit closer, the soldiers in the distance seemed to have noticed the change, and ran towards this side.

A little, just a little!

His hands had already touched the shore, and in this place where there was no thick fog, the sun touched Arthur's arms, and it was a little warm.There was a strong pull from the other hand.

"No, Lancelot—!" Arthur saw the shadow behind him grab Lancelot's feet and pull her toward the lake. The shadow grinned, as if smiling, Ya Se noticed a trace of whitened meat residue hanging on the rows of sharp fangs.

"No! Lancelot!!" Arthur's strength couldn't compare to the shadow at all, Lancelot was dragged over at once, and even Arthur was dragged along.

On the one hand, there is a way of life full of bright sunshine, and on the other hand, there is a terrifying lake full of dissatisfaction with the fog. There are such two roads in front of Arthur. He can climb ashore and be rescued by letting go of his hands. He can already hear the loud cries of the soldiers, but Arthur didn't let go, he turned and swam back to the misty lake.

The water of the forced lake was tumbling on the lake, and the soldiers running towards the shore could not imagine what Arthur saw. They shouted, and someone began to look for a boat.

Arthur was terrified in his heart, but Lancelot was so close to him, the shadow seemed to have no strength and the speed gradually slowed down.

Arthur stretched out his hand to grab Lancelot, and his fists kept hammering on the shadow's body. It was as hard as armor, which made Arthur's hand feel pain. The shore behind him had already disappeared into the thick fog. Among the screams of pain and terrifying faces, Arthur snatched Lancelot from the shadow. He rolled, kicked, and fled to the side, suffocation gradually enveloped him... …

"Wow!!!" Protruding his head from the lake, breathing in the cold air, Arthur felt that his trachea was about to freeze, and in front of him was a small island floating in the middle of the lake. Arthur would have been in a coma. Lancelot put it on the island, and climbed up with difficulty. The lake behind him was quiet. There was no other sound except the sound when the water broke. It seemed that those terrifying faces still had dark shadows throughout There is no general.

Lancelot's eyes were tightly closed, and her face was purple and a little painful. Arthur pulled Lancelot's shirt off, freeing her body from the restraints, and folded her hands together on her soft belly, rhythmically. pressed down.

"Please... hurry up..." Arthur wiped the lake water on his face and continued to squeeze, and finally Lancelot began to spit water out in pain.

Arthur didn't dare to hesitate, pinched Lancelot's nose, leaned over to kiss her lips, and touched Lancelot's soft lips, only then did Arthur remember that there was a girl in front of him, Arthur After a slight pause, he kept breathing air into Lancelot's mouth, and after several consecutive counts, Lancelot finally responded.

Um, wait!It seems that after drowning, as long as you press out the water that you choked in, there is no need for artificial respiration, right?Forget it, forget it, these details are not important!

Lancelot opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Arthur's face.

"Cough, what's the matter, your expression like a dead person..."

Lancelot coughed lightly and slowly sat up.

Arthur was a little embarrassed. After all, he seemed to have done something unintentionally that made the girl suffer a lot, but this is also an emergency, right?

Then, there was a rustling sound behind Arthur.

A woman in a red dress walked over from the mist, her face was shrouded in mist, her steps were light, and something in her hand made a "squeaky" sound.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"s been a long time since the devotees have come to visit the shrine. The people think that I'm haunted here. I've tried my best to pretend to be a fairy, but it's not enough, my money box is already full empty..."

The woman who came in the fog muttered in her mouth.

"However, the things that were deposited with me were finally given away, and they were rescued for free... In the end, they were also poor, obviously there was a person dressed like a knight who didn't even pay a penny... "

"There's still one person missing, I'm very troubled, I haven't shown up, I can't rest, I want to drink tea... But if the task cannot be completed, you can't be lazy... As long as it is within your power, you should do it yourself. It's my job..."

With the broken thoughts, the woman in the hazy mist finally approached.

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Chapter 19 King's Choice (Ask for a monthly ticket! The first core chapter appears and read carefully!)

A red headdress with a bow with a long hem, a white bottom skirt can be vaguely seen under the red and white shrine costume, and a beautiful face with a distressed expression on the yellow scarf, wearing a shrine costume like a shrine in a neon shrine. A woman, or a girl as it is called, is holding a small bamboo stick in her hand that just made a "sassy" sound and was only held in her hand when she was doing a sacrifice.

The girl was stunned when she saw Lancelot and Arthur.

When Lancelot saw this woman, he was a little excited and wanted to get up.

The girl hurriedly reached out her hand to stop Lancelot's movements, squatted down, and whispered in her ear. Lancelot listened quietly and did not answer. The woman raised her hand and stroked it. Lancelot's cheek, she fell into a deep sleep.

Arthur didn't stop him. He could vaguely guess that the woman in front of him might be the fairy on the lake, but he was very concerned about what he said just now, what about the cash box, the girl dressed like a knight, and what he said was plus text?And they, Merlin, Arturia, and Carrahan, right?Have they all been rescued by the fairy in the lake in front of them?Although the dress of the fairy in the lake in front of him really made Arthur feel a little suspicious, but a woman who would appear here, and such a relaxed woman, could only be the fairy in the lake no matter what!

"Why don't you feel scared, mortal." The voice of the girl in front of her was like the sound of heaven, coming from a distant heaven, and a faint soft light radiated from her body.

"I don't need to be afraid, the fairy in the lake." Arthur replied calmly, thinking that Arturia and the others might have been rescued by the fairy in the lake, Arthur felt relieved. He was an existence named Arthur. If you reach the fairy in the lake, then you are destined to be the man who will become the king of knights!Even though Merlin is only my childhood sweetheart and a little village girl, and Lancelot is the bully girl in the village, my knights of the round table are waiting for me!

"Your companion is safe and sound, mortal."

Hearing this sentence, Arthur finally felt relieved, there was no need for the girl in front of him to deceive himself.

"They all have their own mission, I just help them a little bit."

"Help, help? But it seems like you just wanted to pay for something..." Arthur asked.

"Cough cough! Ordinary people, after experiencing fear, it is common sense to have auditory hallucinations." The woman in the center of the lake said seriously.

"Is this common sense... Sorry..." Although he was puzzled, Arthur still apologized for his lack of common sense.

"Well, that's why I didn't want to get paid for saving them, so I asked them if they could worship..." After speaking, he was already muttering to himself without a voice.

"Ah, that, I mean, if I need compensation, I'm here a little..." Arthur hesitated, then reached into his pocket.

"Ah?! So you have money, thank you! Lord God will protect you!" The fairy in front of her suddenly used honorifics, bent down, and handed over a cash box.

"There's only one copper plate..." Arthur took the copper plate, thinking if it would be too little, and desecrated the fairy, then threw the copper plate into the cash box, and made a dull touch and directly touched the wooden plate at the bottom on the sound.

"Thank you for your patronage!" The fairy in the lake, who bent down, said gratefully.

Good, so pitiful... Hearing the voice of "I don't have any money!" from the cash box, combined with the sincere voice of gratitude from the fairy in the lake, Arthur felt - so pitiful!Somebody give her some money!

"Guest, what's your name? Here is a souvenir from Hakurei Shrine! You can write the name of the guest!" The fairy in the lake in front of her said seriously, and then took out a small greeting card from her pocket.

"Boli... shrine?" Arthur was a little confused, always feeling as if something extremely important had been forgotten by himself.

"Ah... I mean, the meaning of the God of Beauty set up a memorial day! Yes! The God of Beauty set up a memorial day!" However, there was a lot of sweat on the forehead of the fairy in the lake in front of her.