I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Gray said in a panic.

Not to mention, after being bumped into by Artoria like this, she really felt a little bit like peeing.

"That's it," Arturia stared at Grey with her holy blue eyes, and said with a gentle smile on her delicate face, "Then go, and then go to sleep peacefully."

"That... that... I'm afraid of the dark, and I'm also afraid of ghosts...so, so..." Gray lowered his head, blushing and said, "Can... can you go with me?"

"Of course." Arturia nodded and said gently.

Arturia led Gray into the toilet, while she waited outside the toilet.

"That...are you still there?" Gray asked cautiously.

Arturia said: "I am here, I will always be here, don't be afraid, Gray."

"Hmm..." Gray lowered his head.

This kind of company, this kind of real concern made her heart tremble slightly.

That person would accompany her, not because she was the reanimated body of some hero, but because she was Grey.

This is what she has been pursuing but can't get.

But the irony is that the person who really cares about "Grey" is the one whose body is going to be resurrected.

How ridiculous?

Gray came out of the toilet, blushing, and said, "Yes... I'm sorry, Your Highness. I asked you to accompany me."

Artoria said softly: "Don't say that, it's not something to be ashamed of. And I also want to thank you for your willingness to lend me your body. Alright, go back to sleep."

"Ok……"

Gray and Artoria walked towards the room.

"Speaking of which, why did Your Highness go to the princess's room?" Gray asked.

Artoria's head drooped slightly, her eyelids drooped, and she said, "Looking at that child...reminds me of my child."

"Do you have any children?" Gray asked strangely.

Artoria nodded, and said strangely: "I'm a woman, so of course I have children."

"Mordred?" Gray asked.

Arturia nodded.

Gray said strangely: "However, according to the history books and biographies, Mordred is the rebellious son born of the witch Morgan Le Fay who drugged you..."

"That's not true! It's mine! That child is mine!" Artoria said displeasedly: "I really don't know who wrote it nonsense, let me see it, I will definitely kill him with a sword!"

Gray Quan pretended not to hear it, and asked instead: "Mordred finally destroyed the dynasty and killed you, don't you hate her?"

"She didn't do anything...and how could I hate her?" Artoria said with a bit of sadness, "I never hated Mordred, let alone angry with her."

"What kind of person is Mordred...?" Gray asked.

Arturia said: "That child is as stubborn as Her Royal Highness. It's just..."

"only?"

Artoria said: "It's just that the child feels lonely very easily, so sometimes she is very clingy, but sometimes she is very reluctant to contact others. When she clings to you, if you ignore her, she will get angry instead, and then Tell you to do your own thing. When she doesn't want to contact people, if you ignore her, she will show a crying expression..."

Arturia couldn't help showing a smile, then lowered her head, feeling a little sad, and said, "So, I never understood that child... I am a failed mother."

"That's right..."

Gray was depressed, and whispered in her heart: "I really envy her, having a mother like you."

Artoria claimed that she had never understood her children, but how could she, Grey, have understood her parents and relatives?

Using her as the body of the revived Knight King Artoria Pendragon, even the so-called blessing is just a blessing for her being chosen to be the resurrected body.

No one ever blessed her to be born as Grey, only as the body of the King of Knights.

In this regard, her clan members were like this, her parents were like this, and even her sister who adopted her later was like this.

Gray, is not needed.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that she has become as inferior as she is now, and dare not contact others...

"What are you thinking, Gray?" Arturia asked.

"Ah...no...it's nothing." Gray replied flusteredly.

"Go back to sleep." Artoria said.

"Hmm..." Gray nodded.

Gray walked into the room, and turned to look at Artoria who was standing outside the door.

The cold moonlight passed through the thin window screens, leaving faint silver water marks on her gentle and pretty face.

Gray couldn't help asking: "You...you will always be here?"

"You are my Master, I will always be by your side, Gray." Artoria said.

Gray is relieved.

As long as the king is still there, she will feel at ease.

Because as long as this king is still there, it means that there are still people, and there is another person who is blessing her because she is Grey.

It turned out that she was not afraid of ghosts, nor was she afraid of the dark.

Just afraid that there is no one around.

What a coward, Gray!

Gray said so.

Yad sighed in her pocket.

Maybe, that's all right.

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