[Comprehensive] Queen, can you swing your sword?

As usual, the order was given, and a black-feathered crow appeared in front of Guinevere's eyes. No matter how you looked at it, the cold dark red animal pupils did not have the temperature of a human being, so Guinevere kept calling him a demon.

Davill elegantly conveyed information in Guinevere's mind, and concealed part of it as usual. The methods belonging to demons are beyond the control of ordinary people. Even if it is Queen Guinevere, human beings are destined to have no control. Will subconsciously find a way out for herself, and Guinevere is too young.

Guinevere rubbed the small teacup in her hand coldly, raised her arms, tilted the cup, and poured the black tea on the ground without leaving any room, said softly.

"Davel, do you know? Your name is Darvel, a pure white demon. When your chains are bound to my hands, my life is also in your hands."

She licked her fingers alluringly, her azure blue eyes were filled with rich black, and the corners of Guinevere's mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Davier, I dare to put my life in your hands, so I should know that there is nothing I dare not bet on. Don't send such specious news again. I believe you know it too."

Davier's crow, stretching its wings gracefully, blocking the bird's head, revealing the dark red eyes alone, reveals the coldness that makes others shudder when they see it, and Davier did not answer Guinevere's question, but just asked indifferently Dao, the tone is as usual joking without seriousness.

"My lord, your glorious servants always remember, but I don't know if the lord still has the heart when he was sworn by his subordinates."

Looking at the respectful crow with cold eyes, he sneered and said, uniquely the desolation of the royal family.

"Since I accepted your oath, I have never retreated. My heart is only stronger than that time, not weaker. Davier, you have surpassed."

The cold warning made Davill chuckle softly, and lowered his eyes again.

"I know my mistake, my lord."

Since the lord has said so, how could he not try his best as a subject.Davill, who was joking in his heart, was very much looking forward to Guinevere's performance in the future.

Guinevere's rare happy afternoon tea mood was completely ruined, coldly sent away the demons who never made her happy, got up, and walked slowly in this majestic and magnificent palace.

Soldiers and hurried maids stand around the quiet path, beautiful pictures are hung on the walls, steel and hard knight armor can be seen in every doorway at any time, hanging crosses, holding the side with a long history On the stone pillar, the traces on it are vicissitudes and shocking, wisps of sunlight come in from behind the fence, leaving a trance reflection on the small stone wall next to it.

Walking in this castle calmly is like experiencing the history of Great Britain, the countless times of ups and downs, glorious prosperity, blood and dry bones, lush and green trees, and the reflection of green leaves hanging down the wall. Carving, but it shows the vitality of the ancient people and their respect for the king.

I have seen the entire majestic palace, the flags of Great Britain flying, the soldiers of Great Britain doing their duty on the wall, the silence of Great Britain or raising their eyes, or looking at the palace of the king in Great Britain with joy.Guinevere stretched out her hand to support her chest, quietly bathed in the sun, her whole body was so beautiful that no mortal could be seen, the corners of her lips curled up like a goddess, she lazily said to the maid who was looking at her from the side.

"Britain is beautiful, isn't it?"

Hearing Her Royal Highness's sudden inquiry, the servants around were stunned, and then they smiled brightly and answered in unison.

"Great Britain is the most beautiful."

Smiling gratifyingly, whether it is a silent warrior or a demure and reserved maid, they all show the most beautiful smiles they can. Guinevere's eyes are slightly red, and she looks at the sky. The people of all hope that their country can continue to prosper. Greatness makes people proud, not for food and clothing, but for a sense of belonging. Looking through time and space, it seems to see the motherland she once existed, and she said silently in her heart.

'My motherland, I can't contribute everything to you in my lifetime, but I am here, and I will try my best to make Great Britain the pinnacle of the world. At the same time, I am here, like my former mother, to petition you. '

Unfamiliar Chinese words sounded in the strange world of Great Britain, with a touch of elegance and heaviness.

"May you be able to rule the world in your lifetime, show the majesty of the Yanhuang Dragon, and soar across the world."

She pursed her lips and showed a smile that seemed to be crying, and the tears in her eyes gradually disappeared. Only Guinevere knew that Zhang Lan had completely disappeared, and now there was only Guinevere. From then on, Guinevere was only for Great Britain Give all.

He raised his jaw high, his blue eyes were full of dominance, his arcs were raised without losing his demeanor, his every move was full of richness and grandeur, the ambiguous arrogance in his eyes, the temptation and alienation in his aristocratic voice, all of them Let Guinevere be in every position in the aristocratic communication, and confuse more nobles to serve.

Guinevere was smiling at the reception and interacting in the social arena, but there were earth-shaking changes on the other side.

Five people covered by cloaks appeared in a mysterious place, exchanged each other's seals, nodded and sat down.

From the slightly feminine and hoarse cloak, came a slippery, snake-like voice.

"The spider's tentacles are too long, and he's a little too greedy."

The cold, gentle and tolerant voice responded lightly.

"That's what spiders are capable of. As a spider, he does a good job and weaves a web tightly enough."

The haughty and aristocratic voice continued.

"Even if it's good, so what. Look at that net. It's big enough. If it is really caught in the net, the power of the nobles will drop to another level. That little girl is too bold."

"Ha ha."

The cold and playful voice retorted unhurriedly.

"Dark Spider, do you actually think she is a little girl? How do you let those veteran nobles who have been defeated by her deal with themselves?"

The gentle voice calmly warned the cold and playful voice.

"You're too presumptuous, who is she after all? Our ultimate goal is to prevent the aristocratic power from being emptied, not to discuss that spider here."

"No! If you don't deal with spiders, how can you deal with her webs?"

The gloomy voice was as chilling as ever, and he added coldly.

"Although that spider is cunning enough and has enough power in its hands, it is undeniable that she is still a little girl compared to those present here. Although the web is precise, there is another person who controls this web."

The meaningful words aroused the interest of several others, and the noble voice asked coldly.

"Don't be a fool, is it the guardian of that spider, the crow?"

The cold voice, the self-satisfied smile, the cold voice is very cold in this space.

"Of course it's the crow. It's ridiculous that spiders trust that dangerous man so much. Crows eat bugs."

The gentle voice is incredible.

"I didn't expect that crow to betray. What bargaining chip did you promise to persuade that crow to betray?"

The cold voice said indifferently.

"I didn't promise any benefits, but the crow came to the door. From what he said, it seemed to help his queen test something. Hehe, stupid. Although a spider is difficult for us to deal with, it doesn't mean We can't, the spiders are too immature nowadays, want us as a stepping stone, that crow dares to think."

With a heavy snort, the aristocratic voice was obviously dissatisfied with the stepping stone, and said coldly.

"This can't be a trap! And you foolishly led us into the trap."

"how is this possible!"

The cold voice was the first to shout, with deep dissatisfaction in the words.

"Don't talk nonsense, you haven't seen a crow, you don't know what kind of person he is, that guy can really do some unbelievable things in order to make the toys in his eyes grow, I really don't know if you are attracted by this kind of guy Spider, whether it is luck or misfortune."

The gloating tone made the people around not only frown, after all, no matter where they betrayed for such a boring reason, in their view, it was the result of Guinevere's failure to manage his subordinates well.

The playful voice that had been silent all this time suddenly spoke sharply.

"Then what do you want to do, don't forget, apart from the interests of the nobility, the highest priority is the interests of Great Britain."

The cold voice sneered.

"What can a little girl threaten Great Britain? Isn't she only relying on Merlin's backing to become a queen? She also wants to control the dark world, and she doesn't look at herself."

The gentle voice revealed exhaustion that was hard to ignore.

"Stop arguing, spiders always have weaknesses, and now one weakness has been sent to us, and the other is the sword, and the sword is the best 'sword' before returning home again, isn't it?"

With a playful voice, he clapped his hands lightly.

"I didn't expect you, the gentlest among us, to be so ruthless. Are you worthy of Pendra Havel, one of the four long-term nobles?"

The gentle voice who was called out by his real name looked back slightly coldly.

"Lovis Heinez, you have crossed the line. We meet here, but you dare to call our names blatantly."

He waved his hand indifferently, narrowed the eyes behind the cloak meaningfully, and joked softly.

"Karalore Hughes, Borrell Malfoy, what are you still pretending? They are all evil and dark nobles, here is enough to protect your secrets, and you are so careful when entering, it should be said that they have already fallen Yet?"

The names that were called out one by one were the four nobles who were closest to the front of the palace, the leaders of the entire noble class, Lovis said with a happy smile.

"Don't you guys think that instead of worrying about this, it's better to set up a plan quickly. How can you not use the handle that came to your door, one of the noble secrets that this spider values ​​very much."

Looking at the platinum-blond hair exposed behind the cloak, Lovis faintly read his name.

"Borrell Malfoy."

Focusing on Borrell, the noble and indifferent aristocratic voice replied coldly.

"I have no objection. Even if the lord violates the family etiquette, my Malfoy family will still not continue to walk with the enemy."

Seeing Malfoy's statement, the rest of them also raised their hands in affirmation. Their voices were silent for a while, and the four of them looked at the one who didn't make a sound at the same time, quietly waiting for his decision. Te didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him, such as naming the other four nobles but not his alone, and these four are the four great nobles!Who can lead them and is considered the chief.

The man in the cloak with a mysterious identity did not make a sound, but just stretched out his hand, raised it, and seconded the decision. A vigorous conspiracy gradually unfolded in the dark, and Guinevere, who was processing documents in the palace, looked anxiously at In the dim sky outside the window, he murmured to himself worriedly.

"King, don't let anything happen to you!"

The author has something to say:

Hoo hoo~ I'm still a hardworking daily watcher, oh~ Don't say I'm lazy for nothing!

In other words, Gurneywell is just too relaxed, forgetting the threat of ordinary people, always looking at Merlin, the existence of demons has no future, girl Gurney.

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