[Comprehensive] Queen, can you swing your sword?

Leaning lazily, he looked at the subordinate in front of him with cold eyes. In his hand was Wang's recent battle situation and whereabouts. He fully grasped and understood it, which made Guinevere smile with satisfaction, but those eyes were surprisingly silent. The experienced politician and old fritter Pan Ruisi couldn't help trembling and asked hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, what is wrong with this document?"

In recent years, because Guinevere has increasingly restrained the dark forces and made countless nobles in the dark submit to him, he has become His Majesty, the queen who cannot be ignored, and His Majesty the Queen of Great Britain, smiling gracefully like a girl The same face is surprisingly gorgeous, and the voice is soft and unthreatening.

"Penrith, my Marquis! Among my many subordinates, I value your intelligence ability the most, followed by your knowledge and wit."

Quietly instructing his subordinates, Guinevere's icy face seemed to have just melted, and her eyes were strangely gentle.

"I believe you can understand the identity of the king! Although I control you, the guardian of this country is the king."

Pan Ruisi felt a chill when he heard the words full of deep meaning, and he knelt down in fear, not at all calm and restrained as usual, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Your Majesty, the most beautiful queen in Great Britain, I know my duty, and I hope your Majesty the Queen will forgive me for my strength."

Satisfied to see his reaction, he waved his hand to let him back, holding the two documents alone, with worried eyes, although it will be sooner or later that the king will win, but it still cannot reduce the thrill of the war, what I see is the number , but Arthur's soft heart, seeing the demise of his subjects, let out a low sigh, and Guinevere's beautiful face was silently sad.

Having been together for so long, I have known what kind of person Arthur is, and I know more about Arthur's softness. He is a king and a sword without lack of cold blood, but he is a human being!Especially for such a soft person, he himself didn't even notice his tenderness and tolerance!Every time I saw him putting heavy burdens on his shoulders again and again, becoming an existence like a sacrifice, I couldn't help but want to cry.

In Guinevere's blue eyes, the indifferent and hazy calculations were suppressed, still clear and warm, recalling the life after marriage in his heart, watching him clumsily pick flowers because he heard that he likes flowers, his hands are full of thorns Spikes, the kind of soft heart when he stared blankly at himself, when his hair curled up and down, but he firmly vowed to love himself in his lifetime, maybe I have already fallen in love with him, this silly , the clumsy, yet radiant king.

Carefully become his backing, let him be safe on the battlefield without any worries, worry about her husband like an ordinary woman, delicate feelings finally changed me, facing the mirror, touching the never-aging face ,self-mumbling.

"It's been five years now, and the rumor that King Arthur is a sword but not a man will basically no longer appear in Great Britain."

Guinevere thought of the fate of King Arthur who gave up everything for the country in the epic, the reason and sadness of being betrayed by the most trusted knight, and her heart ached. What can't feel the human heart, how can there be no human heart to protect You guys, how could you pick up that sword with no softness as a human being, stained with blood, Arthur, who has never grown up, has always looked like a boy, it is not that he has never been afraid that Arthur will dislike his old age and fading in the future, But after all, I believed him, only because of his seriousness and oath at that time.

Biting the corners of her lips, Guinevere got up and walked slowly to the bed, looking at the sky outside, she hadn't touched her for five years, and she was still a virgin for five years. The rumors spread, not only because of my own blocking, but also Arthur and his father. Every time they were moved by this little thing, they also made their grievances seem not so important.

Sighing quietly, looking into the distance with warm eyes, Guinevere sincerely prayed, if there is a god, please bless Arthur, may he suffer less sorrow, and don't condense tears and put on a sad battle suit, May he move forward firmly, do not step on the painful bones and soul, may he shine brightly, and do not give up the happiness of life for the useless future, my king!Your brilliance will not change, nor will it fall. You lead Great Britain. Your existence is the foundation of Great Britain. Without you, this place will no longer be the paradise of the people, the eternal Avalon.

For the first time, Guinevere prayed with deep earnestness, just for the king who was simple and persistent, even though she knew how delusional she was praying for, as a wife who was moved, loved, and promised, for her husband's heartfelt desire.

Guinevere, who was so soft once in a while, made Darville who came here feel uncomfortable no matter how she looked. The slightly narrowed eyes of spades seemed to be shining with some kind of light, and the corners of her raised lips were as elegant as ever, but the coldness had penetrated unknowingly. malicious, murmured in a low voice.

"My lord! You are more beautiful and dazzling, but have you lost what I am loyal to? Hehe, things that will cause unnecessary changes to you should not exist."

The voice of the devil echoed in the air. I don't know if it is the indifferent killing intent or the unique betrayal of the devil. The flying black feathers indicate the bloody and sad ending that will be brought.

Raising eyebrows, giving orders one by one indifferently, secretly plundering countless existences that would destabilize King Arthur's throne, Guinevere became, the most clear among the nobles, King Arthur's spider queen, plans in the dark, fast news , so that those nobles kept silent about the queen, weaving nets silently, accumulating poison, and cannibalizing each family is what this queen often does.

Earl Smith smiled proudly, and silently announced with his sharp blue eyes that this was his daughter, the most beautiful flower of Great Britain.

Countless young nobles sacrificed their lives for this spider beauty, and countless nobles were terrified of this Her Majesty the Queen, and would ridicule each time in fear.

"What pure white fairy is she? She's a dark witch, a bloodthirsty fellow!"

Raz seems to have imitated the rumors of other people. Those aristocrats are indifferent and noble but can't suppress their fear. They have really been imitated ten to ten. Lancelot looked at him with his chin indifferently. , her warm and melancholy eyes dimmed silently at this moment, so she is the queen!Thinking of the girl full of pride at the first sight, and then thinking of the hall, he was rewarded by King Arthur to Queen Guinevere, his master, King Arthur ordered him to protect his queen, it can be seen that his master did not understand his wife, No, maybe it's because of understanding. He picked up the butter beer with thick foam and poured it down with his head up, his eyes fascinated.

"You are Lancelot, the knight given to me by the king, then you must also remember that this country exists because the king has shouldered his responsibilities and is also working hard for the newcomers of his subjects, and I, as The king's queen will not allow anyone who wants to take advantage of King Arthur's back, and the aura you have given me as a king, I will not let you do something that violates chivalry, but you must bear the law of darkness , eliminate the existence that has influence on the king, for Great Britain, for the king."

The deep and depressed words are obviously so proud and glorious, but you can hear the blood and choice between the words. Any country needs a dark executioner, and also needs to be able to grasp the existence of darkness. The king's character and glory make himself admire , but he is not a person who does not know how to adapt. Lancelot quietly covered his face in front of him, and a group of graceful and noble girls knelt down and silently swore an oath.

Perhaps only Lancelot knew that the moment he knelt down, the little throbbing had turned into bubbles. He was a knight, and she was a queen, and she was a qualified and powerful queen. Tempted, and would not allow myself to do anything, let alone not yet, looked at the slowly dissipating foam in the cup mockingly, lazily looked up at Raz who was waiting for him puffing up, stretched out his big hand, rubbed Rubbing the boy's hair.

"Raz, that is Her Majesty the Queen, who is also our Queen, who became the darkness as a woman, and guarded her husband's back and country with her blood, while her husband's life and death are uncertain, standing on the battlefield, they are all worthy The person you admire is not someone you can talk about casually, Laz, promise me that no matter when, you will never forget the achievements and efforts of those two majesties, they deserve it."

The noble knight walked out of the dilapidated tavern with steady steps. With a pair of slightly melancholy eyes, he looked seriously at the stunned young Laz, and finally raised his feet to leave, which Raz will never forget for a long time.

The aged Raz once smiled proudly at the children around him, telling him the legends of his youth, such as the awe-inspiring King of Great Britain, the mysterious and powerful Her Majesty the Queen, and the noble knight with the title of Knight of the Round Table.Tell their legends and regrets.

The last back of Lancelot was lonely and desolate. Did he ever think that there was a wife who could persist in trusting her husband and guard her husband's back? He raised his head, looked at the dim sky, and whispered.

"it's dark."

Following these words, Lancelot's sharp eyes seemed to be stained with ink. The noble and bright knight stepped under the cover of the night and became a sword held by the queen in the depths of darkness.

The back of the departing knight is a swirling night, ridiculed in the air.

In this seemingly peaceful and peaceful scene, the storm is about to come.The noble knight king will return to the country, and the knights of the round table will hold the sword firmly and protect her majesty. How long will the greedy and unrestrained nobles endure that king and queen?The spider in the darkness slowly weaves its web, its blue eyes are dyed with ink-colored web patterns, and the demon with its black feathers stretched out shows a ferocious smile, stretching out its hand happily to scramble all the threads, how thoroughly did Merlin hide at the end? The blue eyes are deeply looking at the future!

The storm in Great Britain is about to unleash blood and blood.

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