[comprehensive] my king is here

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door with almost the same volume and interval. From the sound, it could be heard that there must be a very polite person outside the door.

The female Merlin leaned on the railing with both hands, admiring the night view of Gotham, when she heard the knock on the door, she opened the door without thinking.

Standing outside the door was a handsome and tall young man with shoulder-length red hair, slightly curly, and a pair of eyes that would never be opened.

"Knight Tristan?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late, I know it's rude, but there is one thing that has puzzled me for a long time, so please be sure..."

"It's okay, please come in."

Merlin is a wise man, a sage, and a king-maker. Both she and he are willing to listen to other people's troubles and give sincere advice.

So she didn't ask Tristan why he didn't ask the male Merlin. Instead, she poured a glass of water and put it in front of him, and said in a voice that resembled Arturia: "If you have any questions, speak slowly."

Tristan was a little uneasy. Originally, he came to ask another Merlin for advice because Wang's Merlin was too unreliable, but he forgot the voice of this Merlin...

It gave him the illusion of having a conversation with the king.

I can't even say it.

Merlin is so wise, female Merlin is more stable and dignified, so he didn't make a joke, but said directly: "Is it King Arthur's gender?"

"what??"

"My king told me that the first time he saw the king named Artoria, he was taken aback. He privately teased you knights of the round table that you didn't even notice..." Merlin said with a smile in his eyes. Smiling, "The king who has served for ten years is actually a woman."

Tristan looked blank, "This Arthur...is another king who has already laughed at him to his face."

"He said that. My king and the knights of the round table of the world have a very good relationship, and they don't shy away from speaking. If there is any offense, please forgive him."

"I'm not angry, I'm just very sad. I haven't noticed Wang's difficulties all this time. I thought she alienated me because she found out... No, it's useless to say these things now."

Tristan was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of water and bowing his head in silence, as if black steam was steaming from the top of his hair.

Merlin's hair was darkened, he adjusted his tone, and said, "Is this what bothers you?"

"No, in fact, it's not only that I didn't notice the pain of the king, but also that many knights are like me (xia), so it's nothing. It's another thing," he seemed a little embarrassed, and turned his head, "I don't know what to say."

Merlin really couldn't imagine that even Tristan, who can accept deep water bombs like Wang is a girl, would be so embarrassing.

Think about the relationship between her king and Tristan is very good, what happened to Tristan in another world?

"I noticed that tonight, only you and Knight Lancelot did not formally speak to the king named Artoria."

"Ah, that's because I really have no face... My king probably doesn't want to see my stupid face, it's really sad."

"..." Sadness × 2

Merlin maintained an elegant sitting posture, "I know you are sad, Knight Tristan, knights will not run away when they are sad, if the king named Artoria knows that you are running away, she will be very sad too."

"..."

I was almost dizzy by this pile of sadness.

"You are right, you are indeed the number one wise man in Great Britain," Tristan stood up and made a decision, "I will go to my king to apologize with my death!"

"..."

What brain circuit is this?

"and many more!"

Unexpectedly, Tristan, who had walked to the door, came back by himself, with a rare nervous expression on his handsome face, "It's Sir Lancelot."

He has very high musical attainments, and his ears are very good. He can tell who is outside the door just by the sound of footsteps.

Merlin understood what he meant, "You don't want to face him face to face?"

"Yes." It should be said that all the knights of the round table were the ones he avoided. There were so many knights on the round table, and many of them left because of his saying "the king doesn't understand people's hearts".

He didn't mean that, no.

"Understood, you should hide first, remember, hide the aura of your heroic spirit, otherwise Knight Lancelot will still be easy to detect."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Then Tristan shrank into the bathroom. Merlin felt that even if he could hide the aura of the heroic spirit, he couldn't hide the aura of sadness. Even the room with her was filled with sadness.

She enchanted the bathroom where Tristan was hiding before opening the door.

"Knight Lancelot?"

"Good evening, Lord Merlin."

The purple-haired, passionate and romantic first knight was similar to Tristan's opening remarks. They also felt that the male Merlin was too unreliable, while the female Merlin was wise and stable, and he was a good person to talk to.

He also fell into a situation similar to Tristan's—because Lord Merlin's voice was too much like the king's, he had the illusion of talking to the king, and he couldn't speak freely.

A wise man thinks a lot, and there is bound to be a loss, let alone these...cute and cute knights of the round table?

Merlin felt that he was right.

"Are you also troubled because you can't accept that gender?"

Lancelot was stunned, "Really?"

"Cough," Mei Linxu clenched his fist against his lips, "Slip of speech."

Lancelot didn't delve into it, and there was a heartbreaking melancholy on his charming face, "I knew this before I was alive..."

There was a click from the bathroom.

Lancelot looked over, "What's that sound?"

Merlin looked upright, "That cat demon, Cathy Paluge."

And at this time the next room.

The cat demon, also known as Fufu, was about to kick Merlin, who was cheating on the Internet, when she sneezed a little, lost her balance in the air, and fell into the soft quilt.

For Lancelot, Artoria's voice was unquestionable, and he didn't think too much about it, and continued: "...Unfortunately, it's too late, I can't do anything for my king, my king is the ideal king." Wang, she also thinks that I am an ideal knight, but in the end I realized that the time that people can devote to ideals is too short."

"From the time I brought Her Royal Highness to France, my ideal is over. That is my limit. How I wish the king can also realize the limit of the king. She has done enough and should stop..."

"Instead of punishing me, the king wrote a letter to forgive me, saying that I was still her number one knight. I really couldn't accept it. In the end, it even turned into hatred for the king..."

Merlin was originally satisfied with her narration as smooth as beans poured from a bamboo tube, until now—"You mean, that king wasn't angry with you, but you were angry with her because she wasn't angry with you? "What weird logic?

Lancelot: "..."

Almost got dizzy with anger.

"Yes, I have explained these things clearly to my king. The king still forgave me magnanimously. I am very ashamed and ashamed. I have no reason to hate the king."

Merlin couldn't hold back his smile, "Isn't that great?"

"—But I can't say it! How much I want to accompany the king until the last moment. I love not Guinevia but the king!"

Merlin's smile froze on his face, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

Lancelot didn't seem to realize what he said, blinked, and said innocently: "Scared you?"

Before Merlin could speak, the bathroom door creaked open, and Tristan stood at the door, exuding black air, "It scared me."

"Mr. Tristan, why are you here?"

No matter what he did, he looked sad, but the beautiful knight put on gorgeous armor in an instant, and a beautifully shaped harp appeared in his hand.

"If I wasn't here, I wouldn't know that you have such nasty feelings for the king. Lancelot, it's not enough for you to abduct the queen. Do you want to abduct the king? You have done such a sad thing come out?"

Flowing melodies flowed from his fingertips, and the sound blades attacked Lancelot from all directions.

"— let's dance."

"..."

Artoria was still climbing the stairs when she heard a nice piece of music. At the same time, the whole building shook, and Artoria hurriedly held on to the handrail.

This familiar harp sound is... Sir Tristan?Are there any enemies?She ran upstairs quickly.

Tristan stood in front of Lancelot, his expressionless face was extremely cold, "Aren't you going to fight back?"

"I never thought this matter was dirty, it was a mistake, but Sir Tristan has no right to accuse me, right?" Lancelot wiped the blood from his lips and stood up, ""The king doesn't understand Who said such irresponsible words? "

"..."

Arturia finally ran up, and was about to see what happened, but found that the whole floor was extremely calm, as if there were no enemies.

Just when he was puzzled, the door of the first room opened, and Arthur leaned out, "What happened?"

"I don't know either, let's go and see together."

"it is good."

Arthur agreed, closed the door, saw what she was holding in her hand, and asked, "What is that?"

"It's a strange invitation, take a look."

Arthur unfolded it, and returned it to Artoria after reading it, "Are you going?"

"I'm not going."

Guinevere's top priority now, Artoria doesn't want to go to such an inexplicable place.

"I think the same way."

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps before another door opened. Merlin held Fufu by the back of her neck and held two snow-white pillows under his arm. He didn't seem to notice Artoria and Arthur, and opened a door directly. went in.

It's weird isn't it?

And in the room at this time.

"You don't understand me at all. Yes, no one understands me. I didn't mean that. The king doesn't understand people's hearts. I just want to say...the king never understands my mind!"

Artoria walked to the door and found that the door was not closed tightly. She exchanged glances with Arthur and opened the door.

The four people and one beast in the room all looked over.

An awkward yet polite smile.

"You... what's wrong?" Arturia asked.

The male Merlin threw a pillow at Lancelot and Tristan, and said to Artoria, "Can't you see? Pillow fight."

Artoria & Arthur: "..."

What a cold joke.

The author has something to say: Daily update×45

Lancelot: What I love is not Guinevia but the king. ——Einzbern Consulting Room.

Tristan: The king never understands my mind. ——Stupid author's second design, anyway, everyone loves my king.

So here comes the problem.

E. Lancelot gave birth to Galahad Lian: "..."

E. Tristan's legendary official partner, Thord: "..."

are you crazy!Treat me as shameless! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴