Camelot Dawn

Wine, but the drunkenness did not melt into her eyes at all. "I am not short of jewels. If you really want to thank me, give me the land on the northwest coast."

Hearing that the king froze, most of the wine was sober for a while.Ismasha seemed to have expected it long ago, and her red lips curled up mockingly: "Scared you? Don't worry, I'm joking. But when it comes to treasures, I've heard rumors—" The ice-green eyes leaked With a treacherous look, "There is one thing that can fulfill all human wishes, can reverse the flow of rivers and resurrect the dead - I heard that it is in Gaul now. What is it called?"

"...the Holy Grail." The king's voice was a bit difficult, "I have heard similar rumors. However, I have never heard that the Holy Grail is in Gaul. I don't know where to find it."

Ismasha looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed.The people next to him laughed along without knowing why, and the atmosphere became strangely lively for a moment.Putting her hand on her cousin's shoulder, the Queen said in an overly intimate gesture, "Don't be nervous, my dear King. I just worship and reverence the holy relic like everyone else."

The celebration banquet that day ended just like that, and the atmosphere was not very pleasant.As an ordinary soldier, Gao Wen certainly didn't know the turmoil at the wine table, so he slept soundly.When he woke up, he heard a strange order.

"Mixed up? Us and Scotland?" Gao Wen was puzzled.

Others answered him: "Yeah, no one knows why. Just move quickly."

He didn't need to wonder for long.A little later, the sound of fighting was heard on the coast of northwestern Gaul.The Scottish army completely took off the cloak of peace, and soon, they captured the port with an overwhelming advantage, and set fire to all the wooden buildings along the coast, and the flames shone all the way to the king's court.

The king who had just escaped from the war was very angry, and the anger on the coast burned his face: "You are blatantly violating the covenant, Your Majesty the Queen!"

And Ismasha in the red dress and golden armor gave him a cruel smile: "There is no covenant, poor person."

The mixed army was divided into the north, the middle and the south. The first two were responsible for the war against Gaul, and the south was responsible for finding the legendary sacred artifact.Gao Wen is now incorporated into the Central Route Army. If they were stationed according to the positions they were stationed before the reorganization, they should now be the South Route Army.But he didn't care about these things at the moment, he was racking his brains to think about the countermeasures to get out.

Gao Wen, like his father Lot, did not want his country to be involved in this troubled water.Esmasha had obviously anticipated their thoughts a long time ago, and did not give them a chance to withdraw and leave, and directly mixed up the army, allowing the power to be in her own hands.Northern England, as a small country whose national power is far below Scotland, was almost coerced into joining this battle aimed at plundering, and shed blood for Scotland.

More than three months later, Ismasha achieved a great victory, and the army sent to the south to find the Holy Grail also gave positive feedback.The double good news put Ismasha in a good mood, and there was no enemy threat nearby, so she simply gave the whole army a night of carnival and drinking, as a celebration of the victory already and about to be won.Gao Wen was keenly aware of the opportunity behind this favor. He warned his compatriots not to get drunk, and at the same time thought to himself, maybe this is an opportunity to leave here.

Ismasha was in a good mood that night. When she was drunk, two patches of blush appeared on her cheeks, which were set off by the pale skin next to her, showing a kind of morbid vanity.Gao Wen sat in the dark and looked at her from a distance, his lake blue eyes were as quiet as looking at a dead object.

In the middle of the night, Gao Wen suddenly opened his eyes without warning, making people wonder if he really fell asleep.In fact, he just slept very lightly, and was awakened at this time.What woke him up was a burnt smell.The smell spread quickly, and the soldiers in the tent woke up one after another.The Scottish soldier who lived in the same tent as Gao Wen got out of the tent, saw the place where the fire broke out at a glance, and shouted with a horrified expression, "Your Majesty the Queen!"

It was Ismasha's tent that caught fire.Some people have been quick to rescue, and some others have been chasing and intercepting the arsonist.The whole camp became chaotic, Gao Wen immediately realized: this is a chance to get rid of Ismasha!

So he assembled his countrymen as quickly as possible, and joined the battle against the Scottish soldiers.That night, the Scots, led by their queen, drank to their heart's content. They never expected such a scene to be staged at night. Under the increasing impact, their defenses soon weakened, and the camp was broken in one fell swoop. .After rushing out of the camp, they ran all the way until they could only vaguely hear the noise in the camp before someone said, "You can stop now. They are busy fighting the fire now and don't care about chasing you."

"How do you know?" Even though he asked, Gao Wen still reined in his horse, and the people behind him also stopped.

The man said calmly: "The place where the army is stationed is far away from the water source. It is winter now, and there is no water at all. The fight with you just now restrained some people and failed to effectively curb the expansion of the fire. It must not be long. The whole camp was on fire."

"Okay," Gao Wen didn't continue to say anything on this issue, he accepted the other party's explanation, and changed the topic, "But who are you?"

Scanning the crowd of people with his eyes, the arsonist in black readily took off his hat and mask, revealing his full face and brilliant blond hair. "If you want to express your gratitude, you should indeed have at least some sincerity," the blond young man said politely, "Thank you very much for helping me escape smoothly, my name is Galahad-Nimuve." He stretched out his hand.

Gao Wen shook his hand: "I am Gao Wen-Anthiros, son of Lot. You don't need to thank me, Galahad."

The blond youth nodded: "Then if there is a chance, I will repay you..."

Gao Wen interrupted him. "It's just that I want her to die too." If Ismasha died, Scotland would fall into chaos, and he and his compatriots would be able to take the opportunity to get away, which was exactly what he regarded as the most important purpose.Therefore, when he said this sentence, he was calm and without guilt.

Galahad finally looked into his eyes, but the eyes of the two of them immediately staggered again. "Alright, whatever you like," Galahad said perfunctorily, "Now I'm leaving, so let's go." He turned the horse's head as he spoke.

When Gao Wen turned around, he didn't know what kind of mentality he had, but he asked, "Galahad, where are you from?"

The blond young man held the rein and stopped the horse: "If you have to say something, Avalon." He said indifferently, but the next second he was surprised to find that Gao Wen's expression on the opposite side suddenly changed.

Gao Wen rode up to him. "It's a bit presumptuous, but can you take me to that place?" Gao Wen seemed a little hesitant, no longer calm and calm, "I want to find someone."

Galahad looked at him suspiciously. "Looking for someone? I don't remember... well, who do you want?"

Gao Wen looked a little distressed: "I don't know her name, but she helped me a lot many years ago, but I didn't have time to thank her, it's very rude."

"..." Galahad was at a loss for words, "Since it happened many years ago, don't worry about it."

However, Gao Wen insisted very persistently.Galahad had no choice but to say: "Well, this is my repayment: you tell me what that person looks like, I will convey it to you, and I will write to you after conveying it to you. Do you think this is okay?" ?”

Gao Wen did not express any objection, so the matter was settled.After bidding farewell to Galahad, Gao Wen felt that his heart disease for many years was over, and he felt a kind of joyful relaxation.

■

The waves beat against the black reefs on the coast of Avalon, making a regular sound that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.When Galahad, that is, Lancelot's ship docked, there were already people waiting for him on the shore.

"It's pretty fast," Dolores said with a playful smile, "Sure enough, she's getting more and more proficient, Mr. Second Guard."

Lancelot also smiled at her, but there was not much pleasure in his expression. "I hate the title," he said, staring at the air in front of him, "and the responsibilities."

Dolores did not answer, and the two walked side by side toward the mountain in silence. She noticed that Lancelot's clothes were stained with dried blood. "Isn't this blood yours?"

"Of course not." Lancelot glanced down, and the disgust between his brows deepened a bit.

The two walked up the winding streets on the hill, and the bustling and joyful scene in the street did not enter Lancelot's eyes.Dolores seemed quite used to this, and was happy not to provoke a conversation.After a long while, Lancelot said abruptly: "Dolores, has anyone in Avalon dealt with a British nobleman named Gawain-Anthiros?"

"Who is that?" Dolores didn't feel the name at all, so Lancelot told her about Gao Wen and Gachris getting lost in the woods seven years ago, which is what he heard from Gao Wen. here. "He said a fair-haired girl helped them," said Lancelot. "I guess one of your 'sisters' did it, so I'll ask you to prove it."

Dolores thought for a while, then looked at Lancelot with a subtle expression. "...No, Lancelot," she wanted to laugh but tried to hold back her twisted expression, "I guess it was you when you were a child."

Lancelot stopped.He looked at the butler of Avalon expressionlessly, seeking a reasonable explanation.

Dolores said: "Have you forgotten, I took you back to Gaul to meet your father seven years ago when you were ten years old."

"That doesn't mean anything." Lancelot retorted mercilessly.

"Yes, that's not the point, the point is—" Dolores smiled happily, "Lancelot, you were really cute in skirts when you were young—"

The blond young man was still expressionless, the wind brushed his cheeks and blew his hair, Lancelot seemed to hear a crumbling sound somewhere in his heart.

Dolores—the wicked woman—laughed at his petrified state, showing no sympathy.

"Never let him know," murmured Lancelot.Then he repeated it firmly in his heart, absolutely, absolutely not.

So the final result is that Lancelot wrote an elegant and polite letter to Gao Wen, telling him that he did not find the "girl" who helped him in "his hometown Avalon" (writing these two His hands trembled when he wrote), he expressed regret about this, so he made a special trip to the European continent and entrusted his relatives in Gaul to send it out.As for whether Gao Wen was disappointed after reading the letter or something, it has nothing to do with him at all, and this matter is over.

That's right, that's it.

The author has something to say: Dolores, you wicked sister 2333

In fact, the "long-haired sister" mentioned by Little Gachris should refer to her instead of Lancelot. I don't know if I understand it.

Then I want to complain about the King of Scotland, three of them died unexpectedly, Ismasha was burned to death, Peroladis was assassinated, Akefilo was killed... In short, it is really a family with ill-fated fate OTZ

☆、Thirty Crosses and Roses in Intermission

Gao Wen was indeed disappointed after reading the letter from Gaul, but that was all.It seems that God deliberately does not allow my regrets to be resolved, so let nature take its course.With this in mind, he wrote back his thanks briefly; this was done out of politeness, and he didn't think much of it at the time.

I thought that the interaction with the young man who claimed to be Galahad should be over, but I didn't expect that after a while, Gao Wen actually received another letter from the other party.This time there was no business, Gao Wen wondered why the other party had to reply to him, opened the letter, and the content inside surprised him a bit.The other party first told him that you are not welcome, as an end to the matter that started the intersection between the two, and then mentioned that he had encountered some small troubles in a tone that seemed casual but actually implied a hint of distress. , asked Gao Wen if he had any good opinions.The content of the letter is very ordinary, but it is a bit strange if it is placed between two people who have only met once and met under such a strange situation.

Gao Wen originally planned to ignore it, but after a few days, he felt that since the other party was willing to ask for his opinion, which obviously showed a kind of trust in him, it seemed straightforward no matter from a rational or moral point of view. It's not quite right to ignore it...

"So you wrote another letter and sent it back?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Gakhris shook his head incomprehensibly, "What are you doing, it seems that you two know each other very well."

Gao Wen calmly denied: "Obviously not. I just think that we should be as sincere as possible in dealing with people, no matter who they are."

So back and forth, his correspondence with Galahad continued.

This intermittent communication lasted for about three years, and one day after three years, without warning, Gao Wen never waited for a reply from the other party.He felt a little regretful about this. After all, from the letters, Galahad was a gentle, funny and lively young man, a bit like Galahris.Although it is not convenient to meet, he still feels very comfortable interacting with such a person.

This period of regret took longer than he had imagined. After a few months, when he thought of that young man again, Gao Wen still felt a little pity, and even had a slight fantasy of reconnecting, but of course it didn't come true.However, after a while, he realized that this was actually a big joke God played with him—because Galahad, the blond young man he met on the Gaul battlefield, came to the world after they were separated for three years. His hometown appeared before him again.

What he didn't expect was that the person in front of him actually said to him: "I'm sorry, His Royal Highness Gavin-Anthiros, I am the Galahad you know. The person who communicated with you in my name, Not me."

■

When Lancelot was 20 years old, he made an important decision.He was taken away from his parents by Mrs. Lake when he was just born, and he lived in Avalon as long as he could remember. Everything instilled in him by the people around him was based on the premise that "he is the guardian of the holy grail of Avalon".But at the age of 20, less than five years after he officially started his job, he decided to leave it all.

Of course his adoptive mother Mrs. Lake tried her best to stop him, but Lancelot at that time had the unique stubbornness of young people and insisted on leaving.He said to Nimuwei: "I can't convince my conscience and tell myself that I was born to kill. Whether it's my sword, the near-eternal life you bestow, or the prayer to summon the holy vessel, Take it all back, please. I don't need any of this. I think the only thing I need, and the only thing I really want, is to be back where I belong."

Nimuwei did not take back everything she gave him as he said, she hoped to retain Lancelot.However, Lancelot was determined to leave. After leaving some decisive words, he left alone with his sword.

He understood that once he left, he could never look back, even if the fairies of Avalon and Mrs. Lake did not blame him, his self-esteem would not allow him to do so.So he could only bite the bullet and walk forward, getting farther and farther away from the fairyland he was familiar with, and walked into this actually very strange world.

Fortunately, he still has relatives in Gaul. He defected to his father when he was at his worst, and received a very thoughtful reception.At the same time, however, he also discovered something unexpected: one of his younger brothers, who was born by the same mother, had been writing letters to someone pretending to be himself for several years.

"I swear I was just doing it for fun, and I never hurt your reputation," the blond-haired, green-eyed teenager tried to clarify himself, while handing him a large stack of letters accumulated over the past three years, "I didn't expect , uh, you'll be back."

Lancelot took the pile and shook his head: "No, I'm the one who caused you trouble." He didn't expect that he would come back, he thought mockingly.

However, after he went through the letters, he found that the situation seemed a bit complicated.The earlier letters were okay, and there were still many elements of politeness in the communication between the two of them. However, as time went by, it was not difficult to find that the two sides gradually became acquainted, and the tone of the conversation became more relaxed and casual, and the content became more private.In the next few letters, they are almost old friends.Lancelot couldn't help feeling dumbfounded. He didn't know whether to praise the youngest son of the Rogeris family for his extraordinary communicative ability. He was able to have a deep friendship with a person he had never met just by using a pen, or he should give it to himself for his brother. Annoyed by getting into unnecessary trouble.

In the end he decided to go and talk to the poor bastard himself.Lancelot already knew his address and name, and after a little packing, he bid farewell to his father and embarked on the journey across the sea.

"So the real situation is like this." Lancelot took a sip of the tea that Cowen poured him, and concluded helplessly, "Of all the letters you have, only the first one was written by me, and the rest of the letters were written by me." I didn’t receive it because I wasn’t in Gaul at the time. But it’s all right now, and when you go back this time, if you have anything to ask me, you can use that address.”

Gao Wen keenly grasped the information in his words. "Isn't your hometown originally in Gaul?"

"It should be said that it is not," Lancelot showed a moment of confusion, "... But it can be said that it is now."

"Speaking of which," Gao Wen's words interrupted his thinking, "I've always been curious, where is the so-called Avalon?"

Lancelot didn't know how to explain it for a moment.Gao Wen thought he was unwilling to tell himself, so he hurriedly said: "Sorry, if you don't plan to tell me, you can ignore it. I always forget that the person I corresponded with is your brother, not you."

Lancelot couldn't help laughing. "What's the matter?" He waved his hand and picked up his teacup, "it's just not easy to describe at the moment. Let's put it this way, Avalon is a small island, it's a little far away from the mainland, so many people haven't heard of it It's not something ulterior, why should I deliberately hide it?"

Gao Wen also relaxed a little: "So that's the case, I was worrying too much."

Lancelot found the fellow's scrupulousness amusing, and aroused his inner amusement.He put down his teacup, and showed a gentle and friendly smile to Gao Wen: "Why are you being so polite, since you and my brother can get along well, why don't you try with me?"

Gao Wen was startled, and for a moment didn't know how to respond.Although the smile of the blond young man on the opposite side was clear and shallow, there was a hint of warmth in it, which made him feel that he should not refuse.However, if he answered "yes" directly, he felt very strange, because he had never gotten along with people like this.So at last he got up, without looking at Lancelot, and said:

"Your tea seems to be finished, let me help you pour some more."

Lancelot noticed his bewilderment, and when he got up, he smiled silently.

■

After that misunderstanding was clarified, Lancelot left soon.Gao Wen's life returned to the normal before. He didn't contact Lancelot again, but now his disappointment has disappeared, and he feels inexplicably lost and found.In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the new year is here.

During the New Year, a celebration was held in the city, and torches illuminated every street, decorating the small royal city like a fairy street in mythology.Gao Wen and his parents and brothers also rarely walked out of the palace to celebrate one of the most important festivals of the year with the subjects.This is a tradition, Gao Wen has long regarded it as a task that must be completed and calmed down until he heard someone call his name.

At first he thought he heard it wrong, but he didn't expect someone to pat him on the shoulder in the next second, and there was a teasing voice behind him: "Do I have to add the word 'His Royal Highness' so that you can hear it?" See you?"

Gao Wen couldn't help being very surprised when he heard this voice, and blurted out: "Galahad!"

I saw Lancelot bend his tourmaline green eyes and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad, you still remember my name."

How could I not remember, but I should thank you for remembering who I am, Gao Wen thought to himself.At the sight of Lancelot's gentle and bright smile, a subtle sense of joy rose within him, and he felt that the night had suddenly become like a festival.

"Why did you come here?" Gawain asked Lancelot.

Lancelot said naturally: "I'm a bit tired of staying in Gaul, I want to come to you, so I will." After thinking about it, he added, "I will stay longer this time."

Gao Wen asked, "About how long?"

Lancelot shrugged: "No plan."

Gao Wen couldn't help being a little curious: "Then what do you say to Gaul's family? You probably sneaked out."

Lancelot gave him a weird look: "How is it possible! I just said it would take a long time. But in fact, no one would care about it." At the end, his voice became quieter, a bit as if he was talking to himself. Talk to yourself.

Gao Wen turned his head to look at him, the blond-haired young man's expression was as usual, and his tone was very flat, but Gao Wen felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.He couldn't help but say: "If that's the case, why not stay with me for a while longer. Maybe this time, we can get to know each other better." After saying this, he thought to himself, this kind of rhetoric seems a bit too formal .

Sure enough, Lancelot looked at him for a long time after hearing the words, Gao Wen pretended not to know and avoided his sight, but the roots of his ears felt a little warm.After a while, Gao Wen heard the other party's voice in his ear: "Okay."

He looked at each other, and what caught his eyes was the bent eyes of the blond young man, and his light and bright smile reminded him of the gentle wind that passed through the sun and layers of leaves in summer and fell on his cheeks. "Thank you so much, Govin."

■

Lancelot stayed in Lot's territory as Gao Wen wished, and he stayed there for almost a year.Young people's friendships are always formed very quickly, and this year his friendship with the two dark-haired brothers has grown by leaps and bounds.

After getting acquainted with each other, there were not so many secrets between each other, and Lancelot told Gao Wen that he had sworn "he must not let him know".

"Gao Wen, do you remember that when we first met, you asked me to find a little girl from Avalon?" He pretended to be relaxed, "That was actually me when I was a child."

Gao Wen coughed violently a few times. "...You must have deliberately chosen to say this while I was drinking water."

Lancelot cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment. "It was my sister's prank, she told me later."

Gao Wen calmed down, stood up straight, and patted Lancelot on the shoulder with an extremely upright attitude: "You told me about your weakness, Lancelot. I think this will threaten you for the rest of your life." .”

"...You think too much, Your Highness Gao Wen."

At that time, Gakhris was 16 years old and just started to enter the social circle. This handsome and beautiful boy soon won the favor of many noble daughters of his age.So he suddenly became very busy, and he could still hear this brat complaining about how popular he was too popular, as if showing off.

In Lancelot's view, this kind of half-truth and half-false complaint was nothing more than a way for young people to get attention from others, so although the content was boring, he still gave Gachris a lot of face.The only fun for him is to occasionally use these words to tease Gakhris' brother.

"The reason why no girls are interested in you must be the fault of your old-fashioned personality." He said.

When Gao Wen heard this, he looked up from the book and looked at him, then lowered his head and said, "Just read it."

Sure enough, as Gao Wen had hinted, it didn't take long for the girls who had had a hot fight with Gakhris to leave him one after another.It was only then that Gakhris obtained the status he should have had at this time - he had just entered the social world, his connections were not extensive, and although his family background was prominent, he was still just an insignificant young man.The huge gap frustrates him who was once praised to the sky.

"I don't think I've done anything wrong," he said distressedly, resting his chin on the table, "but the girls I've been with all say I hurt their hearts and dump me." He changed In an innocent tone, "But I feel that meticulous dating is not what I want to do now, and I don't plan to get married right away. If I like it, I will be together. Why do I have to ask so much?" ..."

After the 17-year-old boy talked for a long time, he realized that besides himself, there was another audience in the room. "Brother," the black-haired boy raised his exquisite face and said confidently, "I think you are the type that girls will like. You are gentle, responsible, and dedicated—you should be very specific—in short, I think you should sell well."

Gao Wen had completely ignored his words before, until he heard him calling himself, then he raised his attention a little bit. "I don't know, but," he suddenly cast his gaze behind Gakhris, "what do you think, Lancelot?"

The blond-haired young man passing by was called out abruptly, and stopped in his tracks with a puzzled look on his face.A narrow smile appeared in Gao Wen's eyes, and he said leisurely, "I'm an old-fashioned person, but at least I haven't hurt your heart."

"..." Lancelot felt vaguely that he had been tricked, otherwise Gachris' expression would not have become so dramatic.

Later that year, Lancelot and Gachris traveled.It has been two years since Gao Wen saw them again, Gachlis has become an elegant and steady young man, those immature and childish words will never be uttered, and the temper of the spoiled young master has disappeared from him.For a moment, Gao Wen felt that this younger brother was a little strange, and he couldn't get used to it.

In the evening, after Gao Wen finished his day's work, he finally had the time to sit down and listen to the two of them talk about what they had experienced in the past two years.The three of them were chatting while drinking, and before they knew it, they were talking about the same thing, and they couldn't drink anymore, because Gachris was already a little drunk.

People behave differently when they drink too much.Some of the most worry-free people just sleep with their heads down, and others are the least worrying about drinking crazy; Gachlis is in the transition zone between the two, or it may be that he hasn't drunk enough, anyway, he didn't start out. Talk endlessly.Lancelot tried to put him back to sleep, but failed, and let him go on.So the situation became that Gachris was talking endlessly, and Lancelot and Gao Wen occasionally responded with a sentence or two, and the topics were nothing less than those just now.

But it's not quite right to talk about the content. "That Princess Ylang, she's beautiful, she's golden-haired--she had a handmaiden. Served us, yes, a shield... She's elegant, she likes Lancelot. I remember lily , and an olive branch. She liked him, and they spent the night together—there were many roads, and a boat, and the sound of the sea. . . . He might marry her? He might marry her, brother," he said. He smiled deliriously, "Lancelot's words——"

Lancelot felt that he couldn't let the guy go on talking.He originally planned to knock him unconscious and hand him over to the servants to take him back to his room, but Gachris seemed to be very sensible, so he completely shut his mouth after speaking this paragraph, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep soundly.For a while, the terrace was quiet, amidst Gachris' even breathing, Lancelot and Gao Wen had to look at each other awkwardly.

"I probably understand. So," Gao Wen looked at him with interest, "are you going to marry her?"

Lancelot leaned back in his chair, covering his eyes with the back of his hand. "Not going to." His voice sounded depressed, "This whole thing is a big drama in Avalon."

It was actually just an accident, but it was an accident that Lancelot could not let go of all his life.The temporary lodging that seems to be the same as anywhere else is actually a well-planned scam.Lancelot insisted on calling it a "hoax" because Avalon directed and acted everything from beginning to end.The poor woman Yilan was only at the mercy of Avalon because of her unchosen bloodline.The maid of Yilan—when Yilan told him the truth after that chaotic night, bright sunlight came in through the window, the maid opened the door and entered, and her face came into his eyes clearly—he saw the golden Long hair, blue eyes, and red lips with an inscrutable smile.

——"You can't escape everything about the Holy Grail. You have been a child of Avalon since before you were born." Ira said.

Saying this makes me want to completely cut off the relationship with these, Lancelot thought.

At this time, Gao Wen's voice pulled him back from the fugue: "Lancelot, take your hands away."

He did so, and when he opened his eyes he saw Gao Wen leaning over the table, bringing the distance between them very close.

He said: "If you don't want to go back, just stay here. You don't have to be by my side, but you can come back anytime as long as you want. Slowly you will find that compared to Avalon Wonderland, the world is a A place that is much worse than you imagined, but much better." The usually calm lake blue is as warm and moving as the blue sky at this time.

Lancelot looked at him without blinking for a few seconds, then smiled happily.

"I know. I've known."

From the day I met you.

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Let the story stop here.We all know what happened next.Later, the Visigothic army pressed on the border of the Kingdom of Rogeris, and Lancelot's father called him back to the country. He and Kowen parted ways in Camelot; Later, the unreliable young master who only knew how to talk about love and travel around became a bright star in the Knights.

In the more distant future, they meet again, march forward bravely for the same person's sword point, and then usher in a long, miserable or bleak fate.These are remembered, embellished and sung in the bard's lyrics.

It's just that people don't know these things.

When these things happened, Gakhris was still a young master who was spoiled and raised, Gao Wen kept everything in his heart before he learned to say anything, and Lancelot could still laugh freely; at that time, Uther and Yi Glynn's son has not yet been born, and the future great knight order has not yet been seen.The appearance of them left on this page of the Book of Time is nothing more than some simple, inexperienced faces, which are insignificant compared to the glorious deeds that followed.However, it carries their common boyhood here, which is unique and never returns.

Therefore, it will never be replaced.

END

The author has something to say: the end of the third intermission

Originally in the outline, this episode was Gao Lanxiang (the author tried to dismantle the CP again), but what was written seemed to be Gao Wen, Gachris, and Lancelot brothers. www, this feeling is also good.

So all the main texts of the Gaul volume + extras have been updated, and the next update will be the beginning of the Holy Grail volume. W Please support me a lot! XD

☆、Prologue Avalon Psalm

The author has something to say: In view of unknown reasons, "Cross and Rose