king game

Arthur was wearing a white silk shirt with a golden brooch on his chest and a purple embroidered cloak behind him. After cleaning his body and face, he revealed a very handsome face. There is also golden curly hair that is as bright as the rising sun. Because he is full of thoughts, his azure pupils look a little melancholy. He is holding the rein in his hand, and he doesn't have much thought to look at this majestic ancient city.

In the past, Ani was actually a very pretty boy, but this was not shown in the environment in which he was born, because no one ever cared whether he took care of himself, and the heavy labor made him always Dirty, his clothes are always in tatters, people see him thin, and no one pays attention to him.

So at this time, he didn't notice that many people passing by kept their eyes on him.

He took a deep breath and said anxiously to Kai who was a step behind him: "Am I... really going to see Sir Eckert? I mean... I've never seen him before, are you sure he Didn't you find the wrong person?"

Kai didn't have much expression on his face, he seemed to always maintain such a calm look, he replied lightly: "There is nothing wrong with it, what he left to your mother back then was the family coat of arms, I've also confirmed that that village is indeed the village where Jazz stayed during his adventures. Although Sir hasn't seen you in these years, he still misses you from time to time..."

But he escaped anyway.Arthur said to himself in his heart.The illegitimate sons of the nobles are also heirs, no matter what, they are better than those of the lowest peasants, but he just feels something is wrong.Probably it was all too easy and inexplicable. Others might be fascinated by this wonderful situation, but he just couldn't accept it like this.

But he didn't have the chance to escape like the original Arthur. Time was too short, and this man... was guarded too closely.

He gritted his teeth and could only move on.

Ten days later.

In the only and largest church in the city, the courtyard is trimmed neatly and beautifully. White stone altars surround the courtyard. There is a rather large boulder in the middle of the wide lawn, and half of a sword is inserted into it. Inside the stone, it seemed as if it had been left for too long, with weeds and vines climbing up the gray stone surface, and the sword had been silent for too long, without any divine light.

But all eyes were on this sword. They looked at it, not as if they were looking at an artifact that could determine the ownership of the kingdom, but as if they were fearing it, as if they were looking at a blood-sucking monster!

The Archbishop of Canterbury was wearing a solemn priestly uniform, holding sacred scriptures in his hands, and was presiding over such a king selection ceremony that determined the dominance of a country... Not many people came, and everyone was silent and speechless.Sir Eckert was a middle-aged man with a well-trimmed beard. He looked solemn and wore gorgeous clothes. Knight Kay was standing behind him, turning a blind eye to Arthur's gaze.Anyway, he couldn't see anything, no matter what happened at the scene, it couldn't be reflected in his eyes and heart.

Arthur's complexion was as pale as thin paper, and there were many people in front of him, but everyone looked panic-stricken, some of them seemed to have already understood what they would meet next, and some seemed to have no idea Like hysteria, but no matter what kind, the circle of guards around them made them no longer have a second possibility, which also made Arthur feel endless despair.

This is indeed a magic sword that sucks people's lives, because everyone who goes up and tries to pull it out will end up with gray hair, wrinkles on their youthful faces, and their tall and straight bodies are bent. Every step is trembling, as if God will take away their lives in the next second... They will indeed enjoy wealth and honor in the years to come, but how long can they enjoy it?Just like today, everything is never decided by themselves.

Arthur turned his head away from Sir Eckert and Cavalier Kay.During these days, he had indeed had contact with the nominal father, and he was sure that the Sir really treated him as his illegitimate son, but it was he who really wanted his illegitimate son There has never been a contradiction between the two sent to a desperate situation... Arthur still has many questions, but he knows that these have nothing to do with him.

The trap he has been worrying about will eventually pull him into the bottom of the abyss. From the very beginning, he shouldn't have escaped from his own village, which makes his determination to escape seem particularly ironic.

He was pushed and shoved, and finally put his hands on the cold handle of the magic sword.

As if a greedy monster opened its mouth, Arthur felt something flowing out of his body, his thoughts were frozen under such a crisis, and the feeling of dying made his body twitch continuously , Many, some and nothing came out of his mind, his life passed by in the blink of an eye, and there was nothing enough to commemorate, his skin gradually crept up and wrinkled, and his blond hair was also dyed gray. Just like everyone else...

"Huh?" A soft voice sounded from the side of the Archbishop of Canterbury. A maid wearing a tunic was originally casual and indifferent, but at this moment her eyes were concentrated, as if Arthur was still with other people in the last moment. The sword tester was no different, but the next moment, he became extraordinarily different.

"What's the matter, Miss Mei?" The bishop was a little puzzled.

The maid, who had no sense of existence at all, smiled. Her long hair was a strange color. It seemed black from a distance, but it was a dark green color when she looked closely. Her eye sockets were deep, and the contours of her face It's not soft, but that doesn't mean she's not beautiful. Her beauty is different from other ladies. She didn't look at the Bishop of Canterbury, but looked directly at the center of the courtyard. She opened her mouth slightly, The voice only reached the bishop's ears: "It's amazing, the king of this country is actually 'elected'!"

The bishop was startled and immediately looked back.

Arthur didn't know that someone over there had noticed the change in his body.He is immersed in a unique way of thinking.In other words, it was a very wonderful experience, he seemed to remember a memory that should belong to him.It should have been when he was very young, he was held in someone's arms, sitting on his lap, someone's chin was touching the top of his hair, and someone was telling him a story in a clear and gentle tone.

"...all the lords are gathered in the church, but none of them can draw the sword from the stone," it was the voice of a young girl. She was holding him, and her slender hands were turning over a brightly colored book in front of him. Comics: "Except for Arthur, he is the Mandate King of Britain. He will lead his knights to great feats..."

"He will protect his people, fight east and west, and make all enemies bow their heads..." The villain in the painting is riding a horse, raising a long sword in his hand, and kneeling like him wearing a crown at his feet. "His great deeds have been handed down to later generations, and people praised his bravery and his kindness," the voice said slowly: "They are looking forward to his return, and hope that he will become the savior of that land again..."

The Demon Sword stopped moving, as if it had glimpsed this scene, and was attracted by its meaning, it gradually calmed down, there was no movement at all, it seemed to have fallen into silence, but after a while, it suddenly trembled After a while, it was slowly fed back, something flowed back from its inside, first it was a tentative hesitation, and at the back, it was evenly filled.

Arthur's face returned to youth again, his skin became fair and moist again, his eyes ignited a familiar bright light, his blond hair was like the rising sun in the sky, and when he exerted a little force, it seemed that it would never be shaken The slightest long sword actually made a soft "clank", and it completely escaped from the ancient huge bluestone!

The silver sword body was shining brightly under the radiance, and the edge of the sword shone with a cold light. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Everyone held their breath together. They raised their eyes to look at the sword and its owner. For a moment, none of them realized what happened...

"God!" the Archbishop of Canterbury murmured and crossed himself on his chest. Holding the Bible, he first knelt down: "Is this your will?"

The maid did not kneel down, but her eyes were already shining brightly, as if she had seen some wonderful existence.

"Boom..." The atmosphere at the scene suddenly exploded. Whether it was knights, nobles, the illegitimate sons of nobles, or the guards in charge of guarding their churches, everyone was making loud noises. The last second was still dead silent, and the next Seconds are violent quarrels.Some people were ecstatic that they had escaped from death, while others felt overwhelmed by such a sudden change, but in any case, this kind of thing was not what they expected.

How many years?It has been at least 300 years. The legend of the "King" has been circulating for so long, and they have "dedicated" for such a long time... But now, this hateful sword can really be pulled out?Is this another tease they have been subjected to?

"Since the sword has chosen its owner," a small voice suppressed all the noise, and everyone felt that she was saying it in their own ears. The dark green maid took a few steps forward, She smiled and looked at Arthur who was immersed in nowhere, nodded and said: "Then this is our future king. 'The one who draws this sword shall be the king of Britain', I think you all should I know."

She looked around and saw that some people had distorted expressions when they understood, some hesitated and didn't know how to advance or retreat, and some hesitated and waited for other people's choices. All living beings are microcosmized here. Watching this scene, the smile on her face became even stronger. splendid.

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