The Journey of King Arthur

"Is this a city of Forest Spirit? It looks pretty good, and I really enjoy it! The trees in the forest outside do not have much vitality, but here it is very green."

Garyhus flapped his wings and slowly landed on the tree, and put Scarter aside casually.

Scarter looked at Garihurs in panic and confused.

Just before, Garyhus asked a lot of questions and wanted to get more information, but the information obtained was only a little bit, and there was not much substantive news, which made Garyhus very upset.

Of course, what makes Garyhus most unhappy is that this guy named Scarter is already in his 50s! But he is still like a 16-year-old boy!

"Well, Mr. Knight, what should we do next?"

Scarter asked Garihes in a low voice and timid manner.

"What else can I do? Of course I'll let all the slaves go." Garyhes gave Scarter a blank look and then jumped to the ground, and his body gradually turned into light particles.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly disappear!" Scarter was shocked and became a little panicked.

"Calm down, I'm so old, I don't know how to calm down... To be honest, I'm really curious why you are so brave as a mixed orc and forest spirit species." Garyhes, who is currently in a state of spiritualization, was in a somewhat subtle mood when he finished speaking this sentence.

"Anyway, I'm in a state of invisibility now. You can stay here honestly, don't run around, don't scream. Of course, I have a safer way, as long as you don't regret it."

"I won't regret it!" Scarter said this very quickly and firmly. After all, safety is the most important thing for him.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Okay, then you can sleep peacefully..." Garyhes sighed helplessly, exited the spiritualization state, and appeared behind Scarter at a super fast speed, and even gave him a brief look on the back of his neck.

Scarter was knocked unconscious because of this blow, and then Garyhus sent Scarter to Gareth as a red envelope.

At the same time, on the roof of Camelo Altolia, Gareth saw her brother sending her a red envelope, so he subconsciously pointed out that a young man with a delicate appearance like an elf suddenly appeared among the knights of the round table (the hole used to secretly protect Arttolia), and then landed on Arttolia at a very normal landing speed.

How could the Knights of the Round Table make such a thing happen? They all reached out to pull the boy up.

And because everyone stretched out their hands, and the hole was too small and too crowded, everyone couldn't catch the boy!

At this critical moment! Lancelot took out the reins from the space and transformed it into a treasure and threw it out the moment it was taken out.

The reins immediately wrapped around the boy's feet. Just as the reins wrapped around the boy's feet, Lancelot struggled to pull the boy up before he could touch Artoria. Moreover, because he was too busy, he used a little force. The boy ascended to heaven at an extremely fast speed and directly smashed through all the ceilings above Lancelot.

Lancelot felt relieved when he saw that his efforts were not in vain and his whole body subconsciously relaxed. It was precisely because of this relaxation that he did not hold on to the reins that the boy flew higher and higher, and then when he was really weak, he began to fall from the sky and fell straight into the water near the castle.

But Lancelot did not react to this, but kept rubbing his heart. After all, the situation just now was too exciting!

(ps: When the 13 bondages of the Holy Sword were lifted, the conditions for the unblocking of Lancelot were: Do not be enemies of the elves. Now the guy who looks like an elves is forgotten by Lancelot...)

"Um!!!"

At this time, Scarter, who fell into the water, instantly recovered and woke up from his dizziness. He slapped the nearby water in panic, drilled out his head from the river, spit out the water from his mouth, and began to call for help loudly. He didn't want to be drowned yet!

However, every time you struggle a few times, your head will fall back into the water and then come out again, which looks very dramatic.

However, when he was in the water for the third time, he found that something had run into his throat and was still moving around, which made him subconsciously want to spit out the things in his throat, but he could not do it.

Then he gradually lost his strength and sank into the water in despair.

"Hey! Are you okay, kid?" At this time, the knight patrolling near the castle found the drowning Scarter, and quickly jumped into the water, pulled Scarter up, and kept pressing his stomach, wanting Scarter to spit out all the water in his stomach.

"spray!"

However, the Night Watch Knight just pressed it a few randomly, and Scarter was restored to his vitality. He sat up straight and spit out all the water. At the same time, he also had a small lively tropical fish.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! Well, haha... I almost thought I was going to die... Thank you..."

Scarter thanked the Night Watch Knight powerlessly. His voice was weak and hoarse. He felt that his throat, back, head, and even his hands and feet were so painful that it hurt many times more than the pain he had suffered before!

"Boy, you look so terrible... I have a bottle of healing potion here. You can drink it first, and I will chat with you after drinking it." The Night Watch Knight took out a bottle of potion from his backpack in the portable space and poured it into the boy's mouth. Because of his throat injury, Scarter felt pain when drinking the potion, so he subconsciously wanted to spit out the potion.

However, this was useless. The Night Watch Knight could not let him spit it out, so Scarter was unwilling to swallow the potion but couldn't spit it out, so he had to keep the potion in his mouth. However, after a stalemate, Scarter couldn't stand it because it was too uncomfortable to do a mouth like this, so long pain was better than short pain. Scarter swallowed the potion in with great difficulty.

Then he began to feel the wound on his body was gradually recovering, and the pain was gradually no longer painful.

On the other hand, except for the conscience of Bedevier, the last round table, no one cared about how Scarter was doing now. The knights of the round table surrounded Gareth and asked Gareth to call Gareth to ask Gareth for an explanation.

As for why not question Gareth?

That's because Gareth is the favorite of the Knights of the Round Table, and even Mordred has an absolute favorable impression of Gareth.

As for Artoria, she is the king! Their king! The knights of the round table are just simply loving (Masa) their king.