[comprehensive] my king is here

"Mr. Lecter, he has a wide knowledge of blog posts, a superb cook, and an excellent psychiatrist?" Gareth blew Hannibal, and looked at Kai suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Kai stared at him with dead fish eyes.

Gareth frowned: "Mr. Kai, don't look like everyone is a bad guy."

"Oh, these words are familiar. It seems that you told me that when Mordred entered the round table."

Gareth fell into contemplation after Kai left. Although Kai has a bad mouth and poor swordsmanship, and has almost no merits in his body, he never targets without aim.

It seems to pay attention to his neighbors.

Mr. Kai is also really, if he is really a bad guy, why didn't he find evidence and surrender to the police?

Arturia slipped in when everyone was not in the kitchen, took out a plate of matcha mousse cake from the cabinet, and took off the knife hanging on the wall to cut the cake.

"Let me do it."

Artoria almost cut her hand.

A pair of pale and slender hands pinched the two sides of the knife, and the fingers nimbly turned around to hold the handle of the knife. He quietly cut the cake, making Arturia who was a little embarrassed because of being discovered quiet down.

He handed over the cake, and Artoria took it after thanking her. Just as she was about to look for the fork, the fork was handed to her.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," Galahad looked at her, "Aren't you full?"

"Uh... the dragon's appetite is a bit big."

"So you need to replenish your magic power by eating."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Galahad quietly delivered a glass of water, as if he had expected it.

"Eating a lot of food is not a long-term solution. Do I need to replenish my magic power? I can..."

There is only one way to replenish mana, and that is body/fluid exchange.

and so……

"I don't agree!" Mordred instantly forgot that he was eavesdropping, and jumped out.

Galahad smiled and walked towards her. Mordred looked at him vigilantly, "What are you doing? I might not be afraid of you if we really fight!"

He supported her shoulders, turned her 180°, pushed her out of the kitchen, and locked the door in one go.

Mordred: "..."

"I suggest you find a clear water pool to wash your brain." There was a cool sarcasm coming from the door, the tone was the same as Mordred's impression that Galahad hated Lancelot.

After getting Mordred out of trouble, Galahad turned to face Artoria, recalling what Mordred said, blushing inexplicably, "It's not what Mordred asked for, I mean the Holy Grail can..."

He is the knight looking for the Holy Grail, the knight recognized by the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail has always been by its side.

"I can feel that sacred thing." Artoria put down the cake and raised her hand to press on Galahad's chest. "It's here, it's your heart."

"There is no need to do this, Knight of Galahad."

Arturia put down her hands, in the dimly lit kitchen, her fair face seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, looking gentle and fragile.

"I'm not yet the king worth your life."

There was a certain realization in Galahad's eyes, "Did you separate the future you from the present you? Do you think you are respected and loved by our knights now because of the future you?"

"I think, that's the truth, although I shouldn't think that way, but it's hard for me to see the future me and the present me as one person. Gareth Knight and Ranmallock Knight said a lot about the future...they Not looking at me, but at someone in the future."

At the beginning, Arturia still yearned for that future self, but later she became more and more depressed.

"I hope you don't blame them, they just worship the king too much, and even worship every dust that the king has stepped on."

"So this is your trouble, I understand."

Girl knights meet excellent knights and want to become good friends and brothers with them, but these people always balabala what she will do in the future, and their attitude is always respectful and looked up to.

The king would get used to these things, but the maiden knight would have to play around a bit.

"There is no rush for this matter. They are used to your attitude. Don't worry, time will let them see the difference."

"I don't have a lot of time left."

Galahad stared blankly, looking at her lake green eyes, the slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eyes, like a peaceful island.

"So do you want to replenish the magic power? Don't worry about me, Sir Mordred's method is fine." He wanted to beat himself after finishing speaking.

However, Artoria did not feel shy and embarrassed, but said calmly: "I only want to be intimate with the one I love, and I believe you are the same."

Galahad: "..."

He is indeed the King of Knights in Galahad!

"Since I was discovered by you, there is nothing to hide. My experience is about to end, and I should return to Great Britain."

Galahad didn't know what to say for a moment. The first thing he felt was sadness. Is the king about to start such an unfortunate life?Then he lamented his bad luck. He had just met Wang, and Wang was about to go back.

"Do they all know?" he heard himself ask.

Arturia shook her head, and unconsciously began to bite the cake again, showing the distressed expression she should have at this age, "Even Brother Kai doesn't know, what should I say?"

"You're still not good at dealing with things like parting. If you can't say it, how about writing it down?"

Galahad gave Arturia inspiration, and she bought a lot of greeting cards with Kay's question marks on her head. When she knew that they were going to be given away, Kay casually laughed: "What a good Christmas gift."

Arturia almost threw him out the window.

That's right, this is the Christmas gift and parting gift she prepared. When Kai said this, she was also a little apprehensive. In school, they always send greeting cards to each other, and some students will send her flowers... It's very common in school. Will things look childish in the eyes of others.

For example, Mr. Xavier, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark, Ms. Pep, Ms. Natasha, they look very mature...

At this time, Artoria thought of someone.

"Artoria?"

"It's me, Peter, excuse me?"

"Do not disturb do not disturb!"

On the other side of the mobile phone, there was a burst of chaos, and then his voice was heard.

Arturia learned that he was going to the State University of New York during the beginning of the semester, and now he is working with a team for freelance photography.Artoria asked him curiously how he spent this Christmas. After all, Ms. Mei had her own activities and only had dinner together at night.

Peter didn't have any plans, but he was just studying his work clothes at home. Hearing Artoria's question, he felt moved and asked her, "Do you have any plans for that day?"

"Yes, I want to stay with my family."

Sure enough... Peter was like a deflated balloon.

"Peter, have you picked out your Christmas present yet?"

"not yet……"

"Let's make an appointment, let's go together."

Artoria is good at calculating. Peter is around her age. She only needs to see what gifts he buys, and with a little learning, she can take care of both her classmates and her adult friends.

"Uh...why me? I think you know a nice guy, Mr. Ristak."

Arturia wondered for a moment how he knew she knew Tony Stark, but she didn't think deeply, "Mr. Stark and I are too different in age."

Therefore, it is probably impossible to choose a gift that is more suitable for this age.

Putting down the phone, Artoria thought again, um, if one person's reference is not enough...

She made another phone call.

"Hello."

"Mr. Spencer, this is Artoria."

"I know."

"..."

"..."

Suddenly cold.

Artoria always had the feeling that their side was quite lively, and the atmosphere was frozen after she made a phone call.

"Are you busy? I mean I have something to ask you."

"Is there a case? Find a place to hide, and I'll be right there."

Artoria: "..."

"No, you misunderstood," Arturia said dumbfoundedly, "I would like to invite you to choose Christmas gifts with me, if you haven't bought them yet."

"Christmas is a religious holiday, used to commemorate the birth of Jesus, I'm not a Christian, so..."

This is a sudden noise from the opposite side of the mobile phone. Artoria held the mobile phone a little farther away. When she put the mobile phone to her ear again, there was no hope of reporting. What Mr. Spencer said earlier The meaning is already very clear.

He won't go.

"Okay, when will we go?"

He said so.

Artoria: "..."

Changing your mind too quickly is like a tornado.

She said the time, and then said happily: "I have a friend who wants to go with me, and I will introduce you to each other."

"Since someone is with you, I will..." He suddenly sucked in a breath of air, "...Then I will go too."

Arturia was a little worried, "Is it really not forced?"

"No... barely."

As soon as the phone was hung up, it blew up in two places.

Avengers Building.

Tony Stark stared bitterly at the child laborer who had just been hired today, and Peter didn't know how to put his hands and feet under his watch.

"Okay, Tony, don't scare the little spider away." Natasha teased.

At this time, Pep came in to put down the documents and asked Natasha what happened. Natasha said: "Artoria invited our newcomers to choose Christmas gifts and ignored a certain rich man."

Pep raised his eyebrows, "Sounds like a wise choice."

"I think so."

Tony naturally heard what the two women said, and without looking back, he said to Peter earnestly, "Come and try on the new suit."

Peter was suddenly excited: "For me?"

"Of course, let's have a fight after the change. You can't relax being a superhero, Spider Boy." He bit the word boy especially hard.

Peter: "..." Please let QAQ go.

In a certain Chinese restaurant on the other side, there was silence on the dining table.

Rhett looked anxiously at the silent Gideon, then at Morgan and Al who snatched his phone and stepped on his feet, and whispered, "Otherwise, I'm not going."

Outside Artoria's room.

"Father, she..." Mordred was shocked.

"Didn't you invite us to pick a gift?" Gareth was a little sad.

"..." Ranmaloch looked at the wall as if there was a flower growing on it.

"It's decided! I'm going too, secretly, how about you?"

Mordred said, the other two were silent for a while and nodded silently.

Kai stood at the bottom of the stairs with a caring look on his face, "These guys..."

Galahad looked thoughtfully at Kai who was holding his forehead, "Will you go?"

"Go, why not go!"

The author has something to say: Daily update×12

Wise Artoria?

however……

Peter ← is a social block when he is not Spider-Man.

Rhett ← is a social disability when he has a case.

Peeping knights of the round table: "There is no competition when you go away."