[Fate] queen

Chapter 31

Unaware of the knights coming and going, Guinevere sat on the extremely soft chair covered with fur, her whole body was tightly wrapped, like a hibernating bear.While turning the pages of the book in her hand, she asked her husband who was sitting beside her and accompanying her: "Are you really going to have a banquet?"

"Ah, yes." Artorius looked at her with his chin resting on his shoulders, and replied casually, "It was discussed in the meeting room this morning, in order to celebrate the victory of this expedition."

"...You really like to play your cards without arranging. If you do it now when people's hearts are in turmoil, the stubborn princes and nobles and lords will be blown up by you."

"Leave those insignificant matters to me. You just need to rest in peace and recuperate. Don't worry about it. It's rare that today is sunny and the snow has melted. It's not too cold outside, so you can take a good rest. By the way, this book Don't read the book." He said, very simply took the book out of his wife's hand and threw it on the table beside him, "It occupies your eyes for too long, I'm going to be angry."

Thinking about the incident of "stepping on the water with a queen in his arms", and wondering if Guinevere had made up his mind to turn a blind eye to someone for several days in a row, Artorius felt a little heartbroken.At that time, he couldn't coax him back, but he was afraid that his wife would ignore him.

"...What kind of answer is this?" Guinevere slammed him and said to him: "Also, please don't deprive me of the fun."

"If you have to trade your health for this fun, then forget it." After losing his sword and scabbard, Artorius' appearance finally got rid of the youthful appearance that had been maintained for ten years, and gradually moved towards the brilliance of youth Zhengmao.Therefore, it is difficult for women not to be attracted by his charm, at least Guinevere is one of them.Even after watching it for ten years, she still felt that this person had a noble soul that ordinary people could not match.

"Okay, Gurney. It's all right, trust me? Huh?"

"……it is good."

The other party's golden sand-like hair reflected the bright sharpness, and the gentle green eyes were as dazzling as a lake.Guinevere averted her gaze as if it was difficult to look directly at him, and surrendered under his almost stubborn bright smile, and sighed reluctantly: "After all, I don't have a little freedom now."

"Is this a complaint, or a coquettish?" Artorius smiled lowly, "When Gurney recovers from her illness, you will have as much freedom as you want."

Seeing the other party nod, through that smiling face, I can feel the warmth that comes through the thin air.Artorius happily kissed her forehead, stood up, "Then, I'll go first."

"Okay, please pay more attention to your body."

Bathed in the not-so-warm sunshine, the smile on Guinevere's face slowly disappeared, and the sea-blue eyes carrying the waves focused on his receding back. After a long while, she finally sighed silently: When will the days full of struggle end?

She closed her eyes quietly, sat alone for a while, and then went back to the bedroom and decided to go back to sleep.

In any case, only by taking care of your body can you talk about other things.

The thick darkness swept over the sky and covered the sky, and Guinevere quickly woke up from the nightmare with a cold body. She wiped off the cold sweat from her forehead in a panic, breathing quickly, and calmed down for a long time.

It was a lonely dream, and no one was helping her.Despite her desperate struggle, the tip of the enemy's weapon sank deep into her heart.She watched the blood flow out of her body in helplessness, and died in the cold with fear.Guinevere didn't dare to think deeply, because even if she touched it a little bit, she would feel suffocating heart palpitations.

Fortunately it was a dream.

Gurney looked around in shock. In the huge bedroom, the dancing flames burning in the fireplace were extremely beautiful, but this could not appease her emotions.

Feeling a little restless, the queen saw the blurred halo projected from the distance through the window, and saw that the outside sky was getting dark. Thinking that the king's banquet was about to end, she put on her cloak and stepped into the courtyard, completely getting rid of that bizarre Effects of dreams.

The icy air rushed towards us, and the bitter cold wind carried damp water vapor across the body. Guinevere couldn't help shivering, and tightly grasped the corners of the cloak, which were inlaid with plush piping. .This action made her feel much warmer. She took a deep breath, stepped into the corridor in the dim light, walked slowly along the brightly lit place not far away, and looked up at the bright starry sky outside the eaves from time to time.

The maids serving the queen were basically kept in the hall by Guinevere, or were sent back to rest.Occasionally, a few passers-by just stopped to bow their knees and saluted, and then headed towards the direction of the banquet.Even the patrolling guards, after saluting and greeting, left under her signal.

Wandering aimlessly in the dark night, the queen's violent ups and downs of emotions gradually calmed down a lot in this sense of security that went back and forth.She just showed a relaxed expression, but unexpectedly, she heard a lot of movement from a certain room.

Gurneywell was puzzled for a moment.

She stepped forward and pushed open the door, but when the scene caught her eyes, she felt a chill in her chest, and her whole body was shocked, and she couldn't look away anymore.A look of horror appeared in Guinevere's eyes, and the smile on her face was immediately suppressed.

She stared blankly at what was happening before her eyes.

The moonlight was bleak, and lightning pierced the dark night, illuminating the damp hair and pale face of the girl outside the door.

Guinevere could hardly stand, a blankness suddenly appeared in her mind, and a slight despair sank into her heart, which made her feel the palpitations that could not be described in words, and made her tremble uncontrollably.

The dull thunder resounded through the sky, and Gurney's world collapsed in an instant.

The sudden constricting pain in her heart reminded her that this was reality. Guinevere shook twice as unbearably, helped the door frame carved with gorgeous patterns to stabilize her body, and stared fixedly inside through the narrow gap.Even if she widened her eyes to the maximum, she couldn't change the beautiful atmosphere in the room.

"Your Highness? Why are you standing here? It's too cold at night, be careful of catching cold."

Lancelot was going crazy. He was instructed to leave the meeting and came to guard the safety of the queen, but the queen disappeared in the blink of an eye.Fortunately, someone had seen Her Highness the Queen heading in this direction before, so he ran all the way to catch up with her.

Half of the queen's body was hidden in the darkness cast by the building blocking the light, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.However, the violent ups and downs of her chest and trembling body revealed her chaotic emotions—as if she had suffered a devastating blow, and her tough spine would be broken the next moment.

"...Your Highness?" During the long wait, Lancelot finally couldn't help but followed her line of sight to look inside in doubt.

What came into view was the appearance of Wang and Wang's sister Morgan softly whispering love words.

The smile froze for a moment, and Lancelot's heart suddenly "thumped", and secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked at Guinevere standing in front of him.

As if hearing something, Morgan opened his light-colored eyes and turned his head to look over.When she saw them, an indescribable smile suddenly appeared on her face, and Guinevere felt the viscous malice released in that sight at that moment.

Lancelot's calm and steady voice seemed to have infected Guinevere. Even though the turbulent emotions in her heart were on the verge of breaking out, she was still able to barely hold back her emotions.The queen, who has always been dignified and prudent, now rarely lets go of her arrogance. She smiled softly and narrowed her eyes. The pair of beautiful azure blue skies bent into bright crescents, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Guinevere has only been married for less than ten years. Of course, she knows that as a king, it is normal to have several mistresses after marriage.But the candidate for this mistress must not be Sister Wang!

Only in front of this person, you must not show weakness.

The nails sank deeply into the palm of her hand, and the killing intent suddenly rising in her heart surprised her deeply.Guinevere tried her best not to recall all the promises that King Arthur had made to her in the past, it was too sweet sex, which could make people step into the abyss.

She's never been a particularly good-tempered person.

Guinevere reached out and pulled out Lancelot's sword, grabbed the hilt majestically and lifted it up, then ran over and thrust the blade towards the two on the bed.In the vast night, she could no longer hear the anxious calls behind her, let alone the deafening thunder outside the house.

King Arthur—!

Her face was as pale as snow, and her burning eyes were stained with unmatched hatred.

Morgan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he swung away the arm that was imprisoned around his waist, hurriedly threw himself off the bed, and fell dangerously down on the ground, his posture extremely embarrassing.

I don't know if King Arthur's reaction was a bit slow or something, but he was attacked by his wife, and the sword tip sank straight into his body.

Accompanied by the sound of sharp blades piercing into the flesh|body, blood splattered in front of his eyes.

"Isn't it easy to hide?"

Seemingly mocking and questioning, Guinevere sneered.

"Queen, do you want to kill the king?" Morgan looked at Artorius with lingering fear, and said softly to the clear lake, "You are drunk, my dear brother."

No one noticed the strange light that flashed past her light-colored pupils.

"Then what are you doing?"

She didn't need to look to know that her husband's blood was splashed all over her body, and the viscous and warm liquid kept slipping down and sinking into her skirt.An extremely complicated expression quickly flashed across Guinevere's blue eyes, she held the sword tightly, bit her trembling lips desperately, as if she wanted to kill someone.

Guinevere's tone was soft and cold, as if floating from a distant mountain, full of aloofness.Angry blood burned in her body, causing a cold killing intent to burst out from her whole body.She stubbornly straightened her back, maintained the dignity she deserved, and pretended that she was not broken and lost.

It is such an unreachable beauty, it can be said that the sharpness is blooming in the ice and snow, and the head is on the cliff.

"My lord, are you awake now?"

Artorius staggered up, as if he couldn't feel the pain, stretched out his hand to Morgan, and turned his resentful gaze over.

Matou Sakura woke up.

She was not only woken up by freezing, but also woken up by fright.

The despair of the world being overturned seemed to remain in her chest, which should have belonged to another person completely.

Matou Ying sat up from the bed, and the moonlight came into view, making her in a trance for a moment, thinking that her eyes were soaked in the overwhelming blood.Beside the girl lay Matou Shinji in a strange sleeping position, looking up was a dark bedroom shrouded in moonlight, which was completely different from the ups and downs of the person in the dream.

All of this finally freed her from that incredible dream.

Most of the unbelievable feeling in Sakura's heart subsided. The night in early spring was not very cold, but it was definitely not warm either.She woke up, and with some difficulty tugged at the quilt that had been swept away by her brother.

I can't pull, I can't move.

Matou Sakura dropped her face in frustration.

At this time, gentle ripples suddenly slid in the air, and the woman who had lifted her spirit body helped her regain the thin quilt.

——It was her, the woman who stepped out of the magic circle and saved her a few months ago.

Matou Ying knew that she had been here silently since then, she didn't talk much, but it was very reassuring.

She had been curious about her, but dared not ask.

Sakura thanked her in a low voice, she is introverted, and compared to her elder sister Rin, she is more ignorant about many things.Heroic spirits will be summoned, which is completely accidental: "Thank you. Don't you rest?"

"I like the scenery here."

She was silent for a moment, her tone was indifferent, and she clearly answered the question, but it made people unable to arouse any desire to explore further.The tone flowing quietly in the moonlight is gentle and noble, exactly the same as the person in the dream, but without much vitality.

Thinking of the hazy blood color at the end of the dream, Matou Sakura boldly raised her head and looked directly at her face.

The heroic spirit, who had been transformed into a spirit, had black hair and blue eyes. He was slender and tall. The indifferent look between his brows and eyes washed away the childishness on his face, as calm as if he took everything lightly.Sakura noticed that this was her appearance when she was young, the most energetic girlhood of the Scottish princess.

It's a pity that she can no longer smile.

That night, King Arthur destroyed the queen's other two identities-a wife who loved her husband, and a woman who loved a man.

Matou Ying felt that someone gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and she couldn't help snuggling up to the warmth, and called out softly: "Mom..."

Gurney froze and didn't answer, but she didn't stop or refuse her approach.He just stroked the girl's back with a strong sense of comfort.

Matou Sakura closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully: I had a dream full of glory, and the person in the dream was your past.

You once had the whole world, you once had nothing.

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BGM: The Devil Within (PianoVersion)

At a banquet, King Arthur himself was a little drunk from drinking, and Morgan used a drug (the second magical power in the text) to make King Arthur mistake her for Guinevia. When the king woke up, he felt guilty about Guinevia. .Although Wang and Morgan only spent one night together and developed a hatred for Morgan after that, Morgan still had a child of King Arthur's blood.Coincidentally, Guinevia accidentally saw the ridiculous scene between Wang and Morgan, and Guinevia, who loved Wang deeply but misunderstood her, was heartbroken.Legend has it that at this time Lancelot, who had long admired Guinevia, comforted the weeping Guinevia. Guinevia's grief and crying made Lancelot feel distressed. Guinevia confided her love, mixed with her trust in Lancelot and the desire for revenge on King Arthur, and finally Guinevia was out of control and started a platonic love affair with Lancelot.

ˊ_>ˋLook at this strong sense of déjà vu.Eight of the ten Xiaoyan books I read before used this routine... It turns out that this is the originator of Xiaoyan (no

SisterWang: I take the blame for this!

Just let Gurney get rid of the old swordsman and become king (hey

Thanks to my little friend Yu Zihua, who I haven’t seen for a long time, for mine XD