[comprehensive] my king is here

On the appointed day, Arturia fixed her hair in front of the mirror, tightened the black headband at the back of her head, turned around in front of the full-length mirror, and opened the door after confirming that there was no problem.

After going out of the room to the first floor, whether it was Gideon reading the newspaper, Guinevia watering the flowers, or Kai washing the dishes in the kitchen, they all looked over.

"I am leaving."

This gaze did not affect Artoria.

After she arrived in New York by plane, she first took a taxi to the next-door metropolis, and found the hospital where Clark lived according to the address.

She pushed open the door of the ward.

"Mr. Kent."

Clark was very surprised when he saw her. After several glances, he realized that this little loli was the original King Arthur, and he was very happy to let her sit down.

He didn't expect that King Arthur would actually come to see him in person. Arturia smiled and said it was nothing. As a friend, it was too late to send care at this time.

Speaking of this...

"How is your injury, Mr. Kent?"

"Uh……"

He really wants to say that he doesn't need to be hospitalized at all, but that guy Bruce insists on this, what can he do?

"No big deal."

Artoria greeted a few more briefly, looked at the time and said goodbye, just opened the door, there happened to be someone outside the door who wanted to come in, Arturia let him in by the door.

The other party actually did the same thing, asking her to go first with a very gracious manner.

Arturia did not refuse his politeness and demeanor, she walked out, said thank you when passing by him, and then never looked back.

"You're being ignored, Bruce."

Clark said, holding back his own laughter.

The person who was teased by him didn't care, but looked at her leaving back, feeling a little absurd in his heart, is that the rumored King Arthur?

girl...

Arturia's behavior of changing the itinerary successfully threw off the trailing knights, and Mordred was smart enough to take Gareth and Lan Maloch straight to Artoria's destination.

There was a lot of traffic in front of the shopping mall, and Mordred looked left and right but didn't see her father. The two knights around her pulled her to make her not so conspicuous.

However, these three people poked there like a benchmark, and they didn't care whether they wanted to or not.

Peter, who came early, saw her at a glance. This person gave him a very different feeling, and he was very concerned about the temperament that resembled Arturia but was completely different from her.

Rhett was sitting in the coffee shop watching this scene through the glass, of course he knew that the person was not Artoria, combined with Artoria's identity as King Arthur, the girl who resembled her would not be the first one except Mordred The two thought.

How strange.

That girl who seemed to be in high spirits turned out to be the cunning and rebellious son in the legend. If they hadn't been tacit about Artoria's identity, he wouldn't be able to determine the relationship between the two through profiling. Ordinary people would think of It's sisters.And it's the kind of twins.

"Sorry, I'm late." Arturia's hair on her forehead was a little messy, and she seemed to be running over.

"I came early, that, look."

Arturia followed Rhett's fingers, her eyes suddenly widened, and she wanted to say why they were here, but then she relaxed and went out for a stroll, Mordred was still a child .

She called Peter, told him where they were, and waved to him through the glass.

Mordred was unhappy.

Didn't the king see her?Why don't you greet her.

Because of this little emotion, she didn't see Artoria when she waved again, and she folded her arms and thought wildly, and she didn't react until Gareth and Lan Maloch walked away from her.

Hey, why don't you two be so useless after being tricked by someone?

Since you have passed, then I will go too. I followed because we came out together, not because of my father.

Peter was a little surprised when he saw them following him. He thought they were following him, but he was relieved when he found out that they knew Artoria. It was unrealistic for the six of them to sit by the window together.

They sat at the bar, lined up, Mordred sat on the left of Artoria, Gareth sat on the right, but Rhett and Peter, who were invited by Artoria, were separated.

Artoria was at a loss: "Aren't you guys out to play?" What are you doing with me all the time.

Mordred said as a matter of course: "I just happened to meet, so let's go together."

Peter looked at their faces with a similarity of 90.00%, and asked with great interest: "Are you twins?"

"Do not……"

Before Artoria finished her negative words, Mordred eagerly said in her crisp voice: "Yes, yes, I am my sister, but you are very discerning."

At this time, there was a sound beside Peter. Someone put a glass of cocktail on the seat next to him, sat on it carelessly, and said in the same careless voice: "Little Mo, be polite."

A person also came next to Rhett, with a slightly cold voice, "It's not okay to mess up your seniority."

"Gagaga..." Mordred stuttered in fright.

You two are prudish, can't you talk about it?

Galahad said with a good temper: "My name is not Gagaga."

Kai was greeting Rhett over there, "Long time no see."

Rhett: "..."

They appear to be surrounded by the Knights of the Round Table.

Moreover, Rhett could easily see that this was not a coincidence at all. New York is so big, why did they have to meet here by chance?

They followed Arturia here, and they had a special desire to protect or... possessive towards her.

Rhett was taken aback by his own profile.

Do you know that you are such a knight of the round table, King Arthur?

He was suddenly curious about what kind of person Guinevia, the queen of King Arthur in the legend, was. It was not easy for someone who could break through such many barriers to sit on the throne of queen.

However, the key is to deal with these menacing Knights of the Round Table.

After drinking a cup, Arturia sent them all away to play with her own words. The others are fine, they have always been aware of the king's style, but Mordred...

More angry than anyone else, but more reluctant than anyone else.

"Is this really okay?" Rhett asked.

"It's okay, since I invited you, of course I can't let you go back disappointed."

When buying Christmas gifts, they still don't go to big shopping malls, but choose from small shops on the street.

The three chatted while strolling, talking about how their Christmas was spent.

Peter: "Eat with uncle and aunt, and occasionally hang out with friends." This year, uncle is not here, and aunt also has activities. If he is, he should be a good neighbor in New York.

Rhett: "You know, murderers all over the world don't stop because of Jesus' birthday. They don't celebrate Christmas."

Arturia put down the Christmas reindeer she was holding, and looked up at him: "So you still have to go out this year?"

"I don't want people to be killed, and a lot of things in the world are not what they want."

"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe there will be no accidents on that day, and Santa Claus will go to Mr. Rhett's house."

Artoria's words dissipated the somewhat inexplicably heavy atmosphere.They swept all the way, and Artoria took the most things, and Peter and Rhett also bought some things.

On the way, Reid was called away by a phone call. Judging from his anxious appearance, it seemed that BAU had another case. When he was sent to the taxi, Arturia stood against the car door, stood in front of the car door, and looked down at him.

Rhett obviously didn't expect her to do this, he looked at her with some embarrassment, looking gentle and harmless, not at all like someone who dealt with murderers every day.

"I am very glad that you can come out to accompany me. Come and play again when you have the opportunity."

"Uh-huh."

Arturia watched the taxi leave, and Peter's voice came from behind, "Mr. Reed is amazing."

He joined the FBI at a young age, and is still a member of the BAU in the FBI.

Arturia deeply agrees, "I often see on the news which cases they have cracked, and every time I think it's amazing."

"You like Mr. Rhett very much?"

"Ah."

Peter seemed a little lost, and Artoria wanted to comfort him, but she couldn't reach his head on her tiptoes, so she stood on the stone platform next to the fountain, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Peter can do it too." We are all grown-ups on our own, so there is no need to envy others."

Before parting, Peter hesitantly took out a ticket for the horse show. He still remembered that Arturia liked these, and knew that Arturia must have missed the horse show last time, so he asked his good friend Harry Osborne got the ticket.

But Artoria couldn't ask for it. Judging by the date on the ticket, she probably won't be able to make it.

"Sorry." Artoria pushed his hand back.

"Hey! I said you can invite others to go with you, not necessarily with me. I mean, I don't like horses that much..." Peter said, and he was going to give Arturia both tickets , for fear that she would refuse.

She looked down at the crumpled ticket, looked up at his extraordinarily nervous expression, and shook her head slowly and firmly.

"Forgive me, I really can't accept it."

If there are no accidents, this should be the last time we meet.

Arturia was very depressed, and this mood remained until the door was opened. Guinevia was trimming the flowers in front of the door, and she was worried when she saw her dazed expression, but she didn't say anything.

"came back?"

Kai, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching TV programs carelessly, said lazily when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Then he saw Artoria's ugly face, he immediately stood up, walked to her quickly, and before he could say anything, Arturia hugged Kai.

"Brother Kai..."

"I am very depressed."

"I know."

"Should I keep some hope, and shouldn't refuse so decisively, but I will never come back."

When he heard "Never come back again", Kai pressed his hand on her shoulder tightly, and then gently stroked her back, "No way."

"Brother Kai," Arturia pushed him away, as if diamonds were shining in her lake-green eyes, "If I go back to Britain, what will happen to you?"

"Wait for you to come back."

"What if you don't come back?"

"You want to be reincarnated, don't you want to be a heroic spirit?"

"No, I have long decided to protect this world even after death, but I don't know if I can still be summoned to this world, and if I can see you again."

Arturia looked serious.

"So what I mean is, no one needs to wait for me, to make friends, to find your lover, or to do more meaningful things."

"It was hard enough to protect the country as the Knights of the Round Table during your lifetime. Now you don't have so many responsibilities and constraints, so you can do whatever you want."

"That's my only wish."

Kai stared at her and touched his chin, "I have a lot of thoughts when you say that."

Artoria said solemnly: "Give up, Brother Kai, you still have to abide by the way of chivalry."

Kai: "I know, I know, Artoria is really boring."

Outside.

Guinevia held the sprinkler and slowly slid down against the door.

They are knights, there is no knight king, and they have their chivalry, but what should I do?

Have you ever seen a queen without a king?

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