[Comprehensive] Queen, can you swing your sword?

Just when Guinevere was struggling to complain, Davill seemed to sense Gunievere's inner voice, and let out a joyful laugh in Guinevere's mind.

Damn, hate, what are you laughing at, Guinevere pouted childishly and said fiercely.

"Of course you don't have to erase it. I have enough trust in my subjects. Tovir, you are my first subordinate and will be my most special subordinate in the future. Your lord, I will stay here Give an order to command all the dark forces in Great Britain, and serve me as long as I am the queen of Great Britain."

Leaving two orders behind, waiting for Tovir's answer, the expected affirmation made Guinevere curl her lips in disdain.

Don't think I don't know that when you swore it was Guinevere Smith Pendragon, not Guinevere Smith, you owe your allegiance to the Queen of Great Britain, not me, the cunning The devil, though, smiled confidently, O Tol'vir!You can't escape, you have been crowned with my name and become my person, may I let you leave easily?Calculation flashed in Guinevere's eyes.

"my Lord king!"

Tovir said these words confidently, his eyes were full of joy, the darkness bears blood, and the crime of blood can make the devil most happy, with the order from the future queen of Great Britain, I believe that old immortal Merlin will not stop it His actions, after all, he is a man of destiny!

Even if Guinevere couldn't see his face, she knew that he would show that disgusting smile again, and snorted coldly.

"Where are you now? I don't think it's useless for you to say that you have eaten your words. Where are you observing me?"

Tovir was stunned for a moment, then moved his small body, making chirping noises to attract his lord's attention.

Guinevere looked out the window in amazement at the two sparrows that had been playing happily, but now only one was flapping its wings.

"puff."

Guinevere, who accidentally burst out laughing, hangs down on the bed without grace, but fortunately she is still a little sane and did not laugh out loud to attract people.

"Haha! Pfft! Heheha!"

When I think of such a perverted demon flapping its wings to be cute, I can't help laughing, especially when paired with the question in my mind from the unexpectedly cute demon king, Guinevere can't stop smiling.

At this time, Tol'vir was also stunned, and the winged Geng Huan used his spirit to ask Guinevere's mind.

"My lord? What's the matter with you? Is there something uncomfortable? Is it because I ate the laughing mushroom by mistake, or smelled the pollen of the joy grass that is only available in this season?"

Guinevere twitched the corners of her mouth, her stomach hurt a little from laughing.

Guinevere recalled the introduction of the medicinal properties of Laughing Mushroom. Laughing Mushroom is a kind of mushroom that looks like a poisonous mushroom. Eating it will make people laugh non-stop, while Huanxi Grass is said to be grass, but it will bloom when it grows up. A small green flower is very unobtrusive, and because it is too small, only the stems and leaves are noticed. The pollen after flowering is extremely easy to make people laugh, so it is named Joy Grass.

Not to mention anything else, it's Tol'vir, what do you think, the joy grass only appears in the depths of the forest, okay?The Laughing Mushroom needs to be taken directly. How could the Earl's Mansion prepare this kind of Laughing Mushroom, which is considered poisonous, and let her eat it!This tol'vir is surprisingly fun!

The exhausted Guinevere waved his hand and stopped the tol'vir who was still thumping outside the window, poof, spare me!Guinevere, who couldn't bear to look any longer, turned her head and ordered.

"Tovir, since you have such a useful ability to bend down, go and use it! Your lord, I need a huge dowry as a bargaining chip. Since King Arthur is the incarnation of light, as the queen, I don't have enough backing. It's solid!" Jane

Guinevere, who simply acted to sweep across the darkness of Great Britain, couldn't hide the blood in her eyes even with a smile.

Tovir didn't miss it anymore, he just looked at the master who didn't look at him suspiciously, nodded his head understandingly, and flew away with flapping wings, he didn't see the relieved smile from the master behind him who was looking at his back.

Guinevere, who had had enough laughing, lay down on the soft bed, her body jumped a few times with the elasticity of the mattress, her right hand was placed on her forehead, her blue eyes were amazingly bright, and she muttered to herself.

"Although I can't trust this demon very much, I don't have anyone I can use. I spent so many years waiting to die as a countess, and I don't even know most of the outside world, let alone the dark side. I can't ask for it." My father used the power of the family to help, after all, my father is the patriarch, so he doesn't do whatever he wants, just like his own marriage."

Tell her father's helplessness lightly, but it doesn't mean that Guinevere won't remember, and understanding doesn't mean that she will forgive. Guinevere is such a domineering person, so Guinevere didn't even think about using the earl's hand, but instead Believe in a demon you just met.

Guinevere sneered as she thought of that demon.

"It's a cunning demon, isn't it?"

Guinevere asked back talking to herself, she didn't know who she was talking to in the room, only there seemed to be a wave of magic waves on the ring on the little finger.

I have a little understanding of the situation where everyone wants to calculate me now, such as my upright father, Merlin, and this demon who came to the door, not to mention the existence of those who are close to me because of fate and language. He pressed his lower lip and searched over and over again the information on King Arthur that he had already memorized in his mind. Unfortunately, no matter how he looked at it, it was so rare that it made people grind their teeth.

Frowning and calculating the available resources around with a sparse plan, it is a pity that there are too few of them, and Guinevere pulled out several flaxen hairs in distress. I hate you, send me to The god of this world, the irritable Guinevere glared at the sky again, comparing a middle finger.

Guinevere was feeling restless, but Merlin on the other end was as silent as death.

For those long before Arthur was born

to torment his mother's pain and sorrow,

He just came into the world,

It was sent to Merlin through the secret back door,

He wants to take the child far away,

Until the time turns and the dynasty changes.

because the ruler of that cruel day

As cruel as the tyrants of today.

If these beasts know the truth,

They will definitely smash this baby into thousands of pieces together.

Many of them hated Uther,

Everyone is ambitious and wants to dominate the world,

So Merlin took the child away,

Give it to Uther's old friend Anton.

The young prince taken by Anton's wife,

raise him with his own children;

No one else ever knew about it.

Those rulers are still like beasts

Fighting for power, killing each other,

The kingdom was thus doomed.

Fragment from The King's Idyll - Tennyson

Merlin sat quietly in his hut, what was strange was that it was not as gloomy and full of curses and painful negative emotions as others guessed, but warm and natural.

There is a mithril silver bell hanging by the window. The magic circle drawn on it is small and delicate. The mahogany chair is covered with comfortable cushions. The huge bookcase on one side occupies a third of the room. I can’t see the folds of years of reading at all, and it’s just like a brand-new new book. The bed beside it is full of wool and cotton wool. You can know how comfortable and warm this bed is, and the mithril wine glass on the table is holding Red blood, this is the weirdest existence in this room. Of course, this excludes the sudden appearance of a weird black cloak.

Putting down the pitch-black hood, even though the exposed face is known to be handsome, it still seems to be surrounded by mist and cannot be seen clearly. According to legend, Merlin is the child born of Nightmare and a human woman. He is kind and gentle, that's why he protects the king who has surpassed the third generation, and guards the people of Great Britain. Maybe the fog is the illusion caused by the blood of Nightmare, preventing everyone from approaching.

Merlin dragged his face sideways, and learned what the future queen of Great Britain would do through the blue gemstone. He had predicted that the queen would kill the devil, but he never expected that the queen would become the object of allegiance to the devil. No wonder it was a variable. The fate of the human beings she has been with will be different. Although the ending is still towards destruction, a small number of people will escape the fate of death.

Pale and slender fingers picked up the chess pieces. If Guinevere were here, she would find objects from different eras and even the future around her, such as the black queen in Merlin's hand.self-mumbling.

"The future will not change, but there will be more variables. Are these variables good or bad?"

Pale blue eyes looked at the king's pieces through the mist.

"King exists on the chessboard, no matter what the queen is, it will follow the king's actions."

The queen in his hand was placed in front of the king, and the surrounding white flags and black chess pieces were kept at a close distance, he said in a low voice.

"Even if other people change, the queen is always the king's sword and shield. The previous queen was not suitable, but today's queen is the most perfect."

Merlin's murmurs seemed to predict the changes and invariance in the future, and the distant face covered by the mist seemed to be the embodiment of time. The silent existence silently determined the sorrow and joy of everyone, hateful but pitiful.

Guinevere, who was being tricked by Merlin, tried her best to swing the sword move again and again. Although she was as serious as before, the impetuousness in the moves was gone. Guinevere, whose eyes revealed the desire to become stronger, made her dazzling and beautiful. The servants who served her all looked at her intently from time to time, their bright eyes blinked like the most beautiful gemstones, and the repressed cowardice and concealed peace of mind faded away. For a moment, those eyes fascinated everyone.

Guinevere picked up a towel beside her and wiped the sweat off her neck. It was only three days before she got married. Thinking about it carefully, even though Great Britain doesn’t have so many rules, the bride-to-be is not allowed to have sex with the groom during these three days. Meet, that's the rule and it's a beautiful rule.

Blinking, the water glass drank a little and wet my dry lips. Guinevere looked up at the sky helplessly. Fortunately, my father was tolerant enough, otherwise I wouldn't be exhausted trying on clothes!Avoiding the sad eyes of the fashion design masters in the distance, I can shake my arms and move my muscles freely. At the beginning, I also liked beautiful clothes, but I believe that anyone who doesn’t stop for two days will have a phobia of wedding dresses, and I have been scared. Guinevere stared feebly at the sky.

In order not to try on the dress again, I acted like a baby in front of my father to safely stop the dress phobia that would cause shadows if it continued, and the corner of her mouth twitched, Guinevere resolutely ignored the mournful radio waves emitted from there, and bent down leisurely , Press your legs and move your body.

Swaying her hair, the gentle flaxen hair hangs softly on the side of the ear, Guinevere thought vaguely, it seems that since she decided to marry King Arthur, she has been constantly encountering dangers, adventures, etc., and ordinary things are completely out of touch The life of an aristocratic girl for more than ten years is gone forever, and I have to practice swordsmanship in order to survive and become stronger. God knows that I am an otaku at heart. How miserable it is for you to let otaku exercise!

When Guinevere was lamenting about her miserable future, she was interrupted by a crow flying in the sky. The weird croaking made her uncontrollable brows tremble. Although she knew you wanted to deliver a message, what did you lean over? Crow!I'm a bride-to-be!hateful.

Keeping the mentality that you won't make me feel better and I won't make you feel better, Guinevere exchanged news with Davill in her mind, while happily looking at Davill who was driven away by the frustrated servant, obviously the news can pass through the spirit Brand transfer, you have to lean over all kinds of birds and run in front of me, especially this time you actually made an unlucky crow, I can't blame me for watching the show happily.

Oh!I feel that I have changed since I met Davel, this is not good, not good!While reviewing, she gloated at Davill’s misfortune, counted with interest how many tail hairs Davill had been knocked off by the broom, and responded to Davill’s helpless accusation. watch a play.

"Davier, believe me, I definitely learned from you."

Guinevere replied to Davill's mournful cry in her mind seriously, Lord, you have learned the words badly, put down the sword, sat down at the table, turned your head, and curled your long flaxen hair at your fingertips.

"Davier, if you have the guts to lean over a crow and appear in front of me a few days before my wedding, you should know that getting a few hairs knocked off is already a trivial matter."

If someone knows Davel and Guinevere at the same time, seeing Gunievere's smile at this time, you will find that the shuddering curvature of the mouth and the cold temperature in the eyes are very similar to the demon Davel when he finds something interesting. ville.

Guinevere stood up, swung her arms, picked up the spoon at the side, aimed at the croaking crow, swiped it vigorously, and knocked the crow down with a snap.

Thanks to Davel, this body is already a non-human being among humans. Its reflex nerves, dynamic vision, and other miracles are no longer possible for humans. Even so, I still work hard to practice swordsmanship, because my foundation is too strong. Poor, without a firm will, no matter how good the quality is, it is useless. Of course, I don’t mind occasionally using my strength and aim to bully Davel who can’t be bullied back. Guinevere said that bullying demons is not a sin at all feel.

Looking at the crow still struggling in the servant's hand, Guinevere curled her lips, "Cut, it's running really fast.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, the corners of Guinevere's mouth curled into a deep arc.

Davier, a cunning demon, never shows his real body in front of people. For this demon, leaning over is the most suitable ability for him. Davier, who has always been a stand-in, has an ever-changing identity and cannot be guessed at all. Out of his strength, the ability has reached that limit, no, maybe controlling so many clones is already an extremely powerful ability, it is really a terrifying demon.

Guinevere thought with a sigh.

If it's like what Merlin said, he controls so many avatars, he is fully capable of destroying Great Britain, Guinevere, who seemed to be reminded of something, looked at the crow meaningfully, and said softly.

"Apple is still delicious with worms, but it is always bad to have too many woodpeckers."

The maid on the side asked suspiciously.

"Miss, would you like to play with woodpeckers and eat apples?"

Guinevere smiled instead of answering, turned around and put down the towel for wiping sweat, raised the sword and walked towards the center of the open space with a calm and confident voice.

"No, I just think that woodpeckers can eat worms in tree holes, but they can't eat worms in apples."

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