king game

It was already midnight when Arthur woke up again. There was a soft silk quilt lying under him. When he moved a little, there was a faint pain in the place that had been severely injured before.He collected himself, and saw that the surroundings were pitch black, and a few steps away, there seemed to be a person sitting on a high-backed chair.

He looked at the moonlight for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "Cough...Gao Wenqing?"

The person on the chair was disturbed by him and moved his body. Then the person lit the beeswax. Under the light of the candle, it was indeed Gawain's tired but handsome face. His face showed a relaxed expression, and his words were pleasantly surprised. Said: "You finally woke up!"

Arthur smiled: "You don't need to be so worried, Merlin has the ability to heal, and I think he has already healed me when I returned there."

His body was also telling him that the bone-deep pain no longer tormented him, replaced by an ant-biting discomfort, which was much better than the first time.I have to say that witchcraft is really a very wonderful existence.

Gawain sighed softly, and the candle flames around him also danced. He seemed to blame but also cared: "This is not the reason for you to hurt yourself... You are the king I am loyal to, and only knights have always been there for you." If the lord died, how could the lord be injured for the sake of the knight?"

His eyes shone slightly under the dim candlelight, giving him the illusion of being moist and sparkling. Only then did Arthur realize that Gawain's eyes were a light brown in the daytime, but in tonight's day. Looking at it from an angle, it revealed an amber-like color, and he smiled casually: "Maybe it's because I haven't adapted to being a king yet."

"I think you should know," Arthur lay back on the bed, his eyes fixed on the roof and said, "Before I drew the sword in the stone, I was just the most ordinary civilian. Sometimes, if you give me too much Things, I always want to give them back... Forget it, Gao Wenqing, you just need to know that at that time, how could I have time to think about some things that I have? The final result is good, isn't it? Is it?"

He turned his head slightly and stared at Gao Wen. The other party was silent for a long time under his bright gaze, and finally he also smiled: "When I first set off, someone told me that you would never be able to be a good king. , At that time, I still doubted her words, but now I have begun to believe her words. The king bears the heavy responsibility of the whole country, and the first thing is to be yourself. If you really have the king If you are enlightened, you should ensure this. Because you represent not only yourself.”

He stood by his window, looking down with gentle but firm eyes, as if he would not give up until he got an affirmative answer.Arthur smiled and raised his hand to cover his eyes: "I see, I see, Gao Wenqing."

Gao Wen stood beside his bed for a long time, finally, he silently bowed and slowly exited the room.

Just when someone thought that Arthur had fallen into another peaceful sleep, he suddenly heard the abrupt and deep voice of the person on the bed: "Merlin?"

A black figure slowly emerged from the shadows, as if walking out of rippling water. He was a little surprised and said, "How do you know I'm here?"

Arthur held out his hand, and Merlin subconsciously took his hand.With the strength given by Merlin, Arthur sat up from the bed. His blond hair was much longer than when he first stepped into the Camelot, and the tenderness on his face had disappeared. His upper body was wearing a A white loose dress, a pair of light blue eyes full of smiles said: "I guessed."

Merlin was speechless.

"Are we in King Lot's territory?" Arthur asked.

"The soldiers need rest and supplies," Merlin said, "so I temporarily decided to let them come to this nearest town. Because of King Lot's defeat, the subjects of this place dare not refuse our entry."

"Let's leave this place when we have a good rest," Arthur sighed, "I originally wanted to make a quick decision and return to Camelot as quickly as possible, but who would have thought that I would go out here first?" There was a mistake."

Merlin also sighed: "Witchcraft is not a panacea, at least, it can't defeat death..." He seemed to warn, but he changed the subject immediately: "Aren't you going to be in King Root's place?" Do you want to go and see in the castle? It should contain the wealth he has accumulated for decades."

"No," Arthur shook his head, he obviously had a plan in mind: "Although the enemy of King Lott failed to do what they promised at first, we don't have the energy to trouble them yet The treasures of King Lot, if they want to give them, my enemy is not only King Lot, it is not time to celebrate. Don’t forget, the envoys we sent out at the beginning, but Didn't bring back the goodwill of any king."

Merlin's smile remained unchanged: "Do you really have the strength to meet so many enemies?"

This is a very realistic and acute problem. Even though Arthur has done well enough, he is still lying on the hospital bed, which fully shows that he is still a lot worse.War is not something that can be easily achieved by talking about it. It is cruel and does not depend on people's hearts.

"If my current strength is not enough," Arthur suddenly laughed, "I wonder if I can get help from other people?"

"Oh?" Merlin raised his eyebrows.

"I have many enemies, but if there are more warriors, the one who is afraid will be my enemies, not myself." Arthur said slowly, as if he had been thinking for a long time.

Merlin narrowed his eyes: "How can you make many people loyal to you?"

"What do they want? Fame and glory, if I can give the best," Arthur smiled slightly: "Will they consider me first?"

"What can you offer?" Merlin asked.

Arthur knew this was the key point: "What if I promise to share my glory as king with them?"

Merlin stopped talking, and he looked at Arthur bit by bit, as if he hadn't recognized the essence of this person at all before.

"I will give them the name 'Arthur', so that the first moment everyone mentions 'King Arthur', they will be the ones who think of them; I will weaken my own existence, step down from the king's throne, and blend into theirs. Collectively, become the most ordinary member of them," Arthur's eyes are very bright, brighter than every star in the sky: "I want to let everyone in the world know that everyone in 'King Arthur' I want to tell everyone about this great cause, and I want to order the poets who record the history books to record all their deeds, so that they can know that people who will live thousands of years later , will also know their names from history..."

"Such an honor," Arthur said with a slightly sly smile, "Will other kings be willing to give it?"

There seemed to be something stirring in Merlin's chest, "No." His voice was astringent: "Believe me, there won't be any in the future for a long time."

"Would they like to come to my country?" Arthur asked again.

"No one can refuse you." Merlin took a deep breath.

Arthur finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. In this way, no matter who the enemy is, I can face them."

Merlin snorted: "The only one who can defeat you is you."

"Am I making a big promise?" Soon, Arthur thought about it.

Merlin's heart suddenly stirred up waves of otherworldliness. He used to look at all this from a political perspective, but Arthur's question suddenly pulled him back to the realm of mystery and the extraordinary.He suddenly realized that if Arthur really created the great cause he had imagined, then this "vow" between the king and his knights might break away from its original appearance and become an alliance that surpassed all previous ones. The behemoth, and the more its influence increases, the more brilliant its final results will be...

They will all be part of the epic.Merlin was more convinced than ever.

"Of course." He had a lot to say, but in the end he just spit out these cold words.

"If the influence of your 'Oath' is large enough, each of you can even draw extraordinary power from it." Merlin's voice was a little hoarse.

"That's good." Arthur laughed: "In this case, they will definitely create extraordinary achievements."

Merlin couldn't calm down for a long time, he suddenly asked such a question: "Why didn't you tell Gao Wen about these things just now?"

Arthur fell silent: "...I hope he agrees to my proposal out of fighting for his own honor, instead of agreeing to my pleading with gratitude at such a time."

"Is there any difference between the two?" Merlin glanced outside the door and asked again.

"The former is for himself, the latter is for me," Arthur propped his head and said, "Isn't that the biggest difference? Even though it's an honor, if you think everyone must have it, then it's mine." Arrogant."

A black shadow outside the door trembled, he didn't dare to listen any more, and fled away quickly and quietly.

Merlin withdrew his gaze, and he said meaningfully: "I think, even if it's not for glory, he would be willing to follow behind you."