[Fate] queen

Chapter 22

"Gurney, come with me, and I'll introduce someone to you." With a mysterious foolish smile on his face, Artorius took his wife's hand to the meeting room where the two had set foot together.

"This isn't..." Almost all the knights were present in the conference hall. Gurney couldn't figure out what was going on, and was deeply troubled, so she looked at her husband suspiciously and asked him why he specially introduced the knight to her. What is the meaning.There was a hearty smile on his heroic brows, he nodded to her and said, "Lancelot is the number one knight of the round table that I trust."

The Silver Knight standing in the middle of the crowd knelt down on one knee almost the moment King Arthur spoke.The other party lowered his head deeply, not looking directly at the girl.His long dark hair was tangled across his chest, and there was a look of the deepest respect and devotion on his face.

"Lancelot hereby swears an oath to serve Her Royal Highness the Queen for life."

Suddenly hearing the knight mentioning herself, Guinevere opened her eyes wide in astonishment. After a brief moment of surprise, she thought for a while under the smiling gaze of her husband, knowing that this was nothing more than normal.

The honor of the country is above all else, and this is the creed that every knight should bear in mind.For the sake of justice and faith, they are often bathed in blood on the battlefield, active on the front line, and have already put their own lives aside.

This is a respectable and loyal man.

The safety of the queen represents the dignity of the kingdom. There are countless knights who have protected the queen throughout the ages. They can enjoy the honor of talking with the queen alone. Even... in the old days, many mistresses of kings were escorted by knights.

Thinking of this, Guinevere aimed her gaze at her husband's holy sword.

"Please use."

Atorius hooked the corner of his mouth, and generously offered his saber.

The noble king's wife solemnly holds the handle of the simple holy sword.

Guinevere held the holy sword in her hand, and with a reserved and polite smile on her lips, she placed it on the knight's left shoulder without hesitation.

The biting chill diffused along with the rapid sound of piercing the air, and the cold touch on his shoulders aroused the knight's keen nerves for fighting, causing him to tense his body subconsciously.But he still remained motionless, just knelt quietly on the spot while maintaining the most humble posture, quietly waiting for the moment he had been expecting for a long time.

"I bestow upon you the honor of fighting for honor, knight."

The queen's expression was solemn and solemn, and her slender figure unexpectedly showed a bit of heroism.

After the ceremony ended under the silent witness of all the knights, Guinevere took Artorius back and asked casually on the way: "Using the first knight as my bodyguard...wouldn't it be too overkill?"

"How come?" Artorius turned his head suddenly. He was very surprised that Guinevere would ask such a question: "You are the most honorable queen in Great Britain, and it is their duty to keep you safe."

"I understand this point. It's just that I heard that many folk knights followed Sir Lancelot and joined the round table..." The queen finally poured out her heart to the king.Guinevere waited until now to say it, not because she was worried about the other party's misunderstanding, but because she was deeply worried that the king would be hurt by the hypothesis she raised. "I know you appreciate them very much? But is this really good? They follow the knights, not your direct subordinates. Even if they join the round table, that loyalty is probably facing..."

"Gurney, are you worried about me? Don't worry, the knights on the lake will not betray."

King Arthur, who understood, was a little dazed, and a little bit at a loss.He saw that the queen's bright face was stained with a bit of complexity, and there was clearly visible worry in the eyes as far and deep as the sky, and that concern could not be faked.This silent tenderness caused a sweet and mellow taste to ferment in the bottom of Wang's heart, sweet and intoxicating, as if it fell directly into the depths of the soul, making him shudder.

He really wanted to get close to her, but he didn't know what to do.

Artorius reached out and stroked his wife's soft hair affectionately, he was silent for a while, his beating heart reminded him of his vulnerability in front of her.The young Wang smiled suddenly, and rubbed Guinevere's coiled long hair, almost turning it into a grass nest.Then, he used his fingers to comb the other party's messy hair strand by strand.

"Be serious, you!" The worried queen gave him a stern look and pursed her lips in displeasure as she slapped off the opponent's claws that were making trouble on her head.

"It's okay." Wang said lightly, his tone was soft and bright, generous and frank, but anyone could hear his solemnity. "Trust my eyes, my little princess."

"What, what is this little princess..."

"That's my pet name for you!"

"I don't want such a pet name at all, okay?" Guinevere, who had grasped the wrong point, was very used to it and tugged at the other party's shiny blond hair, glaring at him aggressively.I'm afraid even she didn't realize how rebellious her actions looked to outsiders, but Artorius wouldn't remind her.

What a great feeling to be loved like this.

That's right.At this moment, Artorius really felt deeply that he was loved.

He smiled: "Just leave this kind of matter to me to worry about. If you can't even handle this matter well, then wouldn't I be a king for nothing?"

"...well then, since you said so."

In the end, Guinevere, who sighed and expressed helplessness, had no choice but to compromise, and she chose to trust the king's judgment.

King Arthur's broad-mindedness has convinced many people, and it has also caused countless people to gather around him, willing to wield his sword for his ideals.Guinevere, who was standing beside him, could not be more clear about this matter.

After all, she learned about this person’s past from Kai’s mother: King Arthur had been placed with great expectations since he was born, and he had to receive training every day since he became sensible. Every day, I have to patrol the village and wash the stables.

The husband has shouldered the responsibility early on, and strives for this goal, making unremitting efforts to pursue the glory in the distance.In this regard, although Guinevere can't do better and more comprehensively than him, she will never try to discredit him.

Being able to do this without hesitation, such a self-disciplined king doesn't have to worry about him becoming fatuous at all. He only needs to worry about whether he will be too noble and dedicate his life to the country.Such a king is in power, so many loyal ministers and sages can't ask for it.

Although Guinevere sometimes appears naive, and to a certain extent is easy to deceive, but she is used to being cautious when dealing with state affairs.Anyone who might pose a threat to the king and the country, she would immediately notice.

Because you hold the fate of countless people in your hands and bear this heavy responsibility, you can't be careless.

Over the past few days, Guinevere and Artorius have watched Great Britain grow gradually, and she naturally wants that no matter who it is, she will never allow it to destroy its prosperity.

Sometimes, even Artorius, who is guarded by her, can't explain how a person like Guinevere, who is relatively dull in life, can become so sensitive in this kind of thing .

This girl cared so much about one thing that even Artorius, the real husband, had to be jealous.

Artorius frivolously clasped the queen's chin, forcing her to focus all her attention on his face.When she was getting more and more ashamed, she stared at her shining eyes and said slowly: "Now it can only hold me."

"Please don't tease me." The inexplicable Guinevere wanted to beat her husband up so that he would not always be so casual.

"I just want to see you smile at me, that means a lot to me."

Holding his wife's wrist and pulling her into his arms, the man unconsciously showed a gentle smile and whispered complacently.That warm and clear voice was as calm and powerful as jade hitting the ground.

Guinevere, who was nestled in his arms, suddenly poked his chest.

Artorius let go of her in a strange way, and then saw Guinevere reach out and gesture at the tops of the two of their heads with a blank expression, and the contemptuous eyes seemed to say: "The one who is only six centimeters taller than me People have the face to do that!?"

"..." Artorius felt that he had been hit by a critical blow.

The King of Knights, who was defeated involuntarily, covered his face, feeling a little hot on his cheeks.When Artorius grew up in the queen's two years, he occasionally thought that if he drew his sword when he was two years older, he would not be as tall as he is now, and he would not be laughed at by his wife when he said he was inferior to him!But, he can only think about it now.

Guinevere pulled back a round, raised her eyebrows and nodded in satisfaction to her husband.

Atorius suddenly took her into arms and picked her up horizontally, his translucent pupils flickered narrowly, the two of them laughed wantonly, and their unscrupulous and bright laughter flowed over the palace.

This should be the most meaningful feeling in the world.Being able to bring sunshine to each other, walking hand in hand towards the distance, not being afraid even if you go astray, even if no one else can understand your ideals, it doesn't matter.

Because there will be someone who will always think about you.

The author has something to say:

Well, the queen is also guarding the king.In Gurney's eyes, the king is too stupid, so she can only work hard for the one she loves (enough

Oh, oh, Yangtze River 190CM, Gao Wen 180CM, the old sword without information can only be shot in the knee...