Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

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Gang Ji followed the patrol and went to Arthur.

The palace that I have been used to seeing on weekdays seems empty and deserted at this time, and there is no reason to feel a little scattered in it.

Tsunaji was walking away, although it was Arthur's habit to dismiss the maids and servants when he was doing business, but when he came here, he always felt very deserted.

Gang Ji walked for a while, entered the palace with this facial expression, and paused when he was about to open the door.

It was when Gao Wen was submitting the report that he saw a little lump squatting in front of his royal palace.

The pets of their knights (crossed out) squatted in the king's palace, did not go in, dragged their cheeks, white robes and golden hair were all dragged to the ground, almost integrated with the pillars.

He was suddenly amused.

The eccentric young man hid the documents to be submitted behind his back, freed up a hand, walked over silently, and tapped Tsuna on the head.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

In terms of seniority, Gao Wen should call Gangji little uncle.But no matter how you look at it, it's a bit weird to call a kid who looks like he's no more than ten years old uncle, so whether Gao Wen or others, he directly calls the boy by his honorific title.

Gang Ji turned his head, grinned his teeth in a hush gesture, saw the thing in Gao Wen's hand sharply, and drove Gao Wen in like a duck.

He continued to squat in place.

Arthur was still within sight, perhaps hearing a knock on the door, Arthur turned around and entered the room.

He is still alone.

Gangji pulled the door open, secretly watching the conversation between the two when both of them knew about it.

Even in front of the most trusted and closest Gao Wen, Arthur still maintained such a calm and businesslike attitude.

It has to be said that as a king, Arthur has worked very hard.

But it's also trying too hard.

It took a long time for the matured Tsunayoshi Sawada to realize what it was that surrounded Arthur that he saw at that time.

When Gao Wen finished his report on the recent events, it was no surprise that the young man who was pulling on the door frame had already left.

He turned his head dumbfounded and shrugged towards Wang.

"I'll ask His Highness Zena." He said, stunned by the tenderness that flashed in Arthur's eyes.

And the next moment, that piece of tenderness was frozen back into a cool blue, returning to King Arthur's shrewd and wise appearance.

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, saluted briefly and then left.

Gang Ji came home depressed for a long time.

The figure of Arthur standing alone on the clock tower played in a loop in his mind like a slide show, until the boy curled up on the bed with his head in his arms and whimpered.

Morgan, who was holding a picture book, put down the storybook he had just told halfway through, and gently stroked Tsunayoshi's hair.

"What's wrong?" Morgan asked.

Gangji shrank herself into the bed, only her head was exposed, and she looked at Morgan with her big eyes open.

"I saw Guinevia and Lancelot today." The boy paused for a moment, and gave a look of pure doubt, "Why are they together, does my sister know?"

Morgan reached out and touched him.

Gangji said conclusively: "My sister knows."

He was sure, but a little puzzled, "Everyone knows?"

This is really strange for Gangji.Whether everyone in the Knights seemed to know about Guinevia and Lancelot but concealed it from Arthur, or whether Arthur had seen it but didn't happen, it made the boy feel very strange .

So Gang Ji raised his face, full of doubts, trying to get the answer from the eldest sister.

Morgan sighed helplessly.

She suddenly felt that Zena had started to grow up at some point. The original dementia child, who had practiced calling "sister" countless times, hadn't changed much in body shape, but his mind was like a watered young sapling. In the same way, I grew up without knowing it.

Zina has grown up.

Morgan came to this conclusion complicatedly.

She stroked Gang Ji's head, the long hair of the same color as her was not completely tucked into the bed, but scattered behind her head in a mess, looking quite immature.

—is still a child.

Thinking about it, Morgan just smiled without saying a word, asked about Gangji's practice with a straight face, and brushed off the topic.

Naturally, Gang Ji didn't get any answer from Morgan's mouth. He turned his head and lay down at the foot of the bed rather annoyed, looking at Morgan's figure with his chin resting on his hands, his thin eyebrows were all wrinkled.

He rolled and jumped off the bed, stuck his head out.The surrounding servants had already been waved back, and the tall and large corridor was brightly lit, but Morgan, who was wearing a black robe, appeared unexpectedly thin.

Tsuna felt the same thing that Bai Ri felt in Arthur.

He couldn't help but think of the power from Great Britain that he had felt in his heart when Merlin was still there.In the endless darkness, there are only two light spots shining like stars.

It was Arthur and Morgan.

As long as these two men are there, Britain will never fall.

But if these two people exist as beings that support this Britain, then what is it that supports these two people?

Tsuna had originally thought that, at least as far as Arthur was concerned, his teachers, his friends, and even his subjects were enough to support him as the king of this country.

But now he suddenly thought of a problem.

That is, King Arthur, as the king, did have support for him, but as Arthur Pendragon himself, there was no similar support.

Furthermore, since becoming King Arthur, only King Arthur exists.

—and not Arthur Pendragon.

And Morgan even more so.

At this moment, even the young Tsunayoshi Sawada, or rather the young Tsunayoshi Sawada, saw this more clearly than anyone else.

Loneliness hangs over House Pendragon.

'Then dispel that loneliness. ' someone said to him.

'But I can't dispel this loneliness. ' he replied.

'Why can't you? 'The voice chuckled, as if a gentle elder was holding his hand, trying to be persuasive.

Tsuna lowered his head, and what appeared in the dream space was his overlapping appearance with Zina's body.With the size of Tsunayoshi Sawada and the appearance of Zena, the little one sits on the edge of the tower and shakes his feet, and can see the flowers blooming like a magnificent fairyland below.

The man's voice came from behind him.

'You are Morgan and Arthur's blood,' he said, 'and you are in that solitude.Therefore, only you can get rid of that -- get rid of Arthur's loneliness. '

Gangji thought about it seriously, and shook his head solemnly.

'My hands are very short, so if I hug Sister Wang, I may not be able to hug other people. ’ He said, ‘I am very happy when I see Sister Wang smiling, but if Arthur cries at this time, I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad.But even I know that brother Arthur wants you to stay by his side more than me. '

'You are Arthur Pendragon's solitude. '

He turned his head, a pair of amber-like pupils clearly reflected the shadow of the succubus, and his forehead seemed to be burning with a moderate flame.

"Merlin."

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