The knights decided the winner.

Lancelot, who had divided the ordinary round table knights with Gao Wen, did not come. Although he was a little regretful, he could only say that this was the best choice: there was no need to draw his sword to face each other.

Beowulf and Lancelot are different.

Although he is equally powerful and powerful, he has shortcomings after all. Lancelot of the previous life was a general lover in the epic description and poetry records, and there was no stain on it except for a little promiscuity: he was the king of France, his son was Graheide, the pure and flawless knight, the only guy who picked up the Holy Grail, and his love with Nigvère was described by poetry as a spiritual love in the woods, which was not illegal according to the law.

God knows how a knight who makes his territory not have a place (harmony) girl (the use of the first (harmony) night power) has a spiritual relationship with a queen who is healthy and not a stone girl?

Thirteen knights were selected.

Except for the five who have appeared in the previous chapter: Grand Duke Andre, Bedevier, Gauven, Gaheris, and Gareth, the other Knights of the Round Table are also very good guys. (I translated them according to the pronunciation of Wikipedia due to the differences in translation.)

First of all, being majestic is necessary. As the leader of the knights, it is impossible to convince the public if they have weak combat power. Secondly, being calm and leading troops to fight. Perhaps taking a wrong sword can be famous for the history of history, which can lead to a great battle of defeating the strong with the weak, but the one who is most convinced and given the heavy responsibility is always the kind of calm man - the famous general who has been famous for his history in the history of the China (Harmony) country was forced to the dead and struggled hard?

In addition to being loyal to the example of loyalty regardless of the controversy and the grand duke Andrei was arrogant and insisting on squeezing into the young man's Thirteen Round Table Knights, there are also several other people who are very famous in legend: Lanmorok, this knight with excellent arm strength and strong body, defeated 35 title-named knights in a row without a front, and finally stepped down from power. Although he was a little lacking in martial arts, fighting on the battlefield was an absolute killing machine.

Andrew Stewart, this knight who wielded his two swords, was very powerful in infantry battles, and his agile riding skills were even more satisfying to dance with the double swords.

Artoria, who could have read the information of the newly promoted thirteen knights carefully and carefully, finally felt uncomfortable by the burning gaze.

"So, when are you going to tell me? My Majesty?" Looking at Artoria, who was wandering like a snake and was uncomfortable all over, Kelar finally softened his burning gaze, with a slight teasing and blame. His curious tone made Artoria's face look a little unnatural.

"Say, what are you talking about!" Artoria strongly took up the courage to show the king's majesty to teach Kelar a lesson: "Don't, don't be too arrogant, you're just a small [little sage]! I can take back your title with just one word!"

"Allah~ Is that... After becoming the king, you have started to be brave~My... Kingdom, King, Your Majesty!" With a smile, Kelar stood up from the ground and patted his butt that was absolutely dust-free on the carpet. Kelar slowly smiled and approached Artoria word by word.

At this time, Artoria was trembling like a cat in Keral's dark smile: "You, what do you want to do! I am the king! I will not lose to you... Woo..."

The king or something... I kissed him!

When the two men's cheeks slowly separated, Artoria was already soft and boneless and collapsed into Keral's arms.

It was quite simple to hug Artoria's slim waist gently, and Kelar, who was 1.85 meters tall, held Artoria, who was only 1.54 meters tall: although the long skirt on her body was very uncomfortable.

"Lily... Isn't this becoming sensitive?" Keral looked at Artoria who was blushing and gasping. Just looking at her pink earlobes, you can tell that she was already moved.

Keral, who was extremely IQ, immediately knew the reason. He held Artoria's hand and moved her waist unhonestly. His tongue gently licked her earlobe. Keral whispered softly in her ear: "Can't it be... the change in his identity as a king makes you feel a sense of rebelliousness?"

Keral was right. In Artoria's eyes, things like the king are selfless, open, upright, and peaceful, and can bring welfare to the people and win the kingdom.

But when someone can use her closeness to her to make intimate actions, the sensory stimulation brought by it is indeed a sense of blasphemy that affair is mixed with the majesty of the trampling king... I have to say it is something like anesthetic.

In fact, Keral only has the feeling behind... the kind in front is quite open and upright... Should he be said to be evil or open and honest?

The next blasphemy happening on the throne should not be watched... It has been instantly harmonious by the Celestial Harmony Channel... In the sixth floor of the mosaic...

ps: Damn it? Is it true that I signed (harmonious) contract? Is it true that I am too lazy to write...

ps1: Then I originally wanted to write it as a high (harmonious) trend... What is the selection of the round table knights... Ascending the throne... and so on... I looked back and saw that it was useless except drawing the sword... I continued to be decadent...
Chapter completed!