[Comprehensive] Queen, can you swing your sword?

Guinevere, who felt extremely wronged and hurt, ran back to the bedroom, threw herself on the bed, and sobbed in a low voice, with heartbreaking heartache in her blue eyes, crying and shouting in a low voice.

"Arthur, I will never forgive you."

Even though she knew that the other party had good intentions, but she hadn't entered her room for five years, she even asked her to find a lover. Could it be that her feelings and dedication can be summed up by the position of a queen?The bitterness of giving spread in his mouth, and Guinevere's expression became more and more sad.

The result of crying and cursing is that Guinevere, who has never been sick since she came to this world, can't even see people when she is sick, and can only be served by others when she is weak. Guinevere has been working hard, but she can't hold back There are too many things to be busy, and she is a woman. Although women are not as outrageous as men are inferior in this society, there is still discrimination. At the beginning, she couldn't handle the mess left behind, and she was even more busy. Exercise is also neglected of course.

Guinevere, who is currently sick and can only hum on the bed, with red eyes helplessly, accepts the nagging of the head maid, and tells her what she has prepared. The treatment in this world is not hygienic and safe enough, and she does not want to be treated casually. Then the treatment became more serious, and I could always make up for it with the food supplements I used when I was a child. It was the same in the past, as long as I cried, I would definitely get sick. This problem has not changed since I came here.

With a pale complexion and vibrant blue eyes, at this time it was full of haze, as if the sky was covered with dark clouds, Guinevere quietly looked out of the window, thinking for the first time whether it was worth it for her to be so tired, and then clicked her tongue Laughing at himself, he doubted his goal because of King Arthur's words, how could it be possible!My goal has always been to let Great Britain rule the world, and my gloomy face finally slowly turned, so that the earl who came to visit the sick was relieved.

Raising his head, he looked in surprise at this father whom he hadn't seen for a long time. With his handsome and profound features, his demeanor without aging, and his heroic figure that seemed to never fall down, Guinevere found that her eyes were red, and she tried to bear the grievance There seemed to be another upward trend, and the crisp voice revealed a helpless hoarseness.

"Father."

Hearing the grievance of the baby girl's voice, the Earl was furious, walked over quickly, embraced the daughter, patted the back comfortingly, and his sharp blue eyes were full of distress at this moment, stroking the daughter who was thin due to illness with big hands face, said in a low voice.

"Who? Who dared to make my daughter like this?"

Having said that, how could the earl not know which one it is? Damn it, he hates it so much, the veins on his hands are protruding from patience, he was afraid of falling when holding it in his hand since he was a child, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth Daughter!Even so haggard, the earl, who was so distressed that he was almost angina, decided angrily that he must wear small shoes for King Arthur in government affairs.

The anger belonging to his father broke out at this time, which foreshadowed the sorrow that King Riaser would be covered by government affairs in the next few days.

Guinevere, who has always been strong and survived by herself, also imagined that she would pass by with her own strength.When encountering various dangers and sufferings, I once wanted to ask my father for help. After all, I am a veteran nobleman, but I still endured it because of my breath and my inner jerky. Now I can’t help the pain and bitterness in my heart, and my tears don’t stop She was sobbing and unable to say a word, nestled in her father's arms at this moment, as if she had found a refuge, and told her father little by little of her grievances and sadness.

When King Arthur asked Guinevere to find a mistress, how could the earl not understand what she meant, but, looking at his daughter who was crying like tears, he sighed in his heart. His daughter had a stubborn temper, and he believed that a person was absolutely It won't change, but King Arthur is indeed doing it for her own good. As a girl in her twenties, if she is confirmed as a widow at a young age, wouldn't that be too pitiful, but she didn't expect this child to torture herself into this picture.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of Guinevere's eyes, the water droplets on her fingertips seemed to be burning to the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't say anything to dissuade her. The Earl's mood for King Arthur's sake immediately turned into anger, and he dared to call my precious daughter Crying so badly, you should stay in the file mountain!

He gently coaxed Guinevere until she fell asleep in his arms like when she was a child, put her gently on the bed, picked up a towel beside it, dipped it in clean water, and wiped her tears carefully At this time, the girl who looks like a kitten has grown up, depicting her facial features, eyebrows and eyes like me, nose and lips, face shape and hair like you, I don’t know who I’m talking to in my heart, it’s just the cold and hard lines Turning soft, the count gently wiped Guinevere's face clean, got up and quietly walked out of the room.

Guinevere, who fell into a deep sleep, seemed to see something vaguely. There was a lot of white in front of her eyes, and her toes were stepping on a dark road. The surroundings were full of red from the other side, and the sound of ticking accompanied her walking. , Behind, in front of, and beside her, there seemed to be a huge pocket watch, counting her time, clearly audible.

'who?Who exactly? '

Confusedly running on the black road, Guinevere's tears unconsciously pooled in her eyes. The blood around her eyes hurt her eyes, but the cold darkness where her toes touched seemed to be her salvation. She kept running and shouting.

Tiredness stained the brows, but the body couldn't help it. Guinevere hated this situation of being unable to focus, and shouted to the sky.

"Who the hell brought me here and answered me?"

The anxious female voice spread in the hollow red, and seemed to be blocked by something, echoing wave after wave in the ear, biting her lower lip tightly, Guinevere could only continue to run through the seemingly endless darkness , chasing the light of dawn.

The limbs began to lose strength, and the heavy breathing could no longer satisfy the needs of the chest cavity. My mind was buzzing, and I was thinking deeply.

'Is this going to die? '

The blurred eyes were gradually lit up by something.

'How to allow, how to do, I still have my wish, my goal, I...'

Hoarse with shortness of breath, he screamed fiercely towards the sky.

"I still have unfinished business, how can I be trapped in this place."

The endless darkness beneath Guinevere's feet, who was shouting angrily, seemed to have come to an end. His eyes were filled with dazzling white light. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and before the corners of his lips curled up, his chest was pierced by a golden sword, and he looked at him in astonishment. How can we not remember the familiar pattern, every careful wiping, every gentle wearing, every last wish.

Arthur's sword, Excalibur, the king's sword.

He whispered as if he was sighing for some reason, and when he looked up, he saw green eyes stained with murderous intent and hatred. He raised his hand to caress, and when he asked, the world seemed to be subverted.

Guinevere opened her eyes abruptly, as if the broken world was playing back in front of her eyes, and the complexity in the touch of green, the stuffy pain in her chest and the tearing hatred, she thought strangely in her heart.How is this going?Why do you have such a strange dream?

In the bright sunlight, a black feather floated across the window, and the blue rose gemstone on Guinevere's fingertips shone brightly.

Guinevere, who was frightened by the deep hatred in the dream, sorted out a lot of documents that she had been sick for several days, and when she was confused, she didn't find a few documents marked important and taboo. no longer in its original position.

The blue eyes are like the bright sky, looking at the documents intently, the thin body is squeezing the energy to do the work that has lasted for five years, and the occasional fatigue is regarded as self-deprecating, and now the onion-sharpened fingers On the face, there are already a little calluses, and the face that has become more beautiful with the passage of time reveals the unique demeanor of those in power, but it unknowingly stimulates everyone around him.

Sipping the black tea at hand, the sweet and greasy taste spread into the mouth. Ever since Guinevere felt that the person who can taste the tea is the most tragic person, she has become used to drinking sweet and greasy tea, even if the sweeter the more bitter, He licked the corners of his lips, as melancholy as the original complaint, why can't these people save me some trouble, did Malfoy cause trouble again?Well, you don't need to think about it to know that it is for the honor of the nobility. Why is such a capable nobleman so obsessed with the honor of the nobility?It's really confusing.

Guinevere, who shook her head, even though she was already struggling to process the paperwork, the news that there were not enough people to help batch the news had slowly worn down her body, her rosy lips gradually turned pale, and her radiant eyes remained the same. Concentrate on doing your own responsibilities, as if you are dead-headed.

Every time I take the responsibility that I should bear on my shoulders, and I can't let it go no matter what. The partners I have identified will not betray me, and I don't even have any doubts that I should have. Fascinated by the sun, he became the light of others intoxicated, but paranoidly gave up everything for his own light, until he was abandoned and destroyed. Guinevere's life is like an old music box, playing the once brilliant piano music.

King Arthur, who was in a state of distress because of the documents, was shocked to find that no matter how much he corrected those documents, he would not stop. When he found a few simple documents that did not need to be approved by the king, he finally confirmed that it was his father-in-law Mao. Stretching out his hand to rest his forehead, his green eyes were not as cold and clear as usual.

As a king, how could it be so noble and spotless, and how could he not be in touch with the existence of darkness in charge of the empire? In the way of chivalry, there is still a way to find a direction that is beneficial to oneself. There is no lack of design and planning in battle. Such a glorious image In addition to becoming the people's belief and being pure in heart, why is it not to confuse those nobles? With Merlin, how can I not know how disgusting those greedy blood-sucking insects are!King Arthur sighed softly.

Putting down the quill in his hand, looking sideways at the moonlight outside the window, King Arthur smiled lowly, and was fostered in an ordinary noble family, so that he could better understand what a nobleman is, and become a king, and he also knows more about what a country exists, so Merlin said Guinevere When Er is your best backing and sword, I agreed, not because of Merlin's prophecy, but because of Guinevere's family and her own existence.

When we met for the first time, the indifference and alienation revealed in the murmurs, and the disdain for the king, made me interested. I looked so sunny, but so indifferent. Maybe it was at that time that I was sure. Guinevere is exactly what Merlin said, Guinevere is the best queen.King Arthur stood up, ignoring the piles of documents behind him, and just looked out of focus at the night with those blue eyes.

The melancholy eyes and the delicate carved side made people who saw it feel that the king was worried about the queen, and he closed the door lightly so as not to disturb the king's meditation.

As King Arthur, Arturia sneered in a low voice. The face reflected in the mirror was clearly a man's appearance, but only he knew what he had in mind when he gave up his real name, gave up his womanhood, and became the monarch of a country. Such a bright idea, and even wanted to sacrifice himself, but unfortunately, after more contacts, King Arthur is King Arthur after all, and Artoria has disappeared into the past.

The gears of fate are spinning, and I, King Arthur Pendragon, will finally sacrifice and take the throne, but... I raised my jaw proudly, and there was a gloom in those eyes that couldn't be concealed.

"I still want to be called Artoria!"

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