The Journey of King Arthur

"Well... it seems that that guy didn't lie to me. If that guy really lied to me, I would have to run back and beat him up and ask again. This is not an ordinary trouble."

Mordred looked at the tall hotel in front of him and the hotel lobby that was extremely clean, and nearly half of the seats were sitting. The people inside were drinking and drinking the wine in their glasses with great pleasure, laughing wildly.

"This place is still not very good..." Mordred frowned. Although this place looks good, it tastes very strong. Whether it is the taste of blood or sweat, it is full of it.

As a knight, Mordred, who often kills enemies on the battlefield, has become used to this smell, but Artoria cannot do it. It is not that Artoria cannot accept this smell, but that Mordred thinks Artoria is not good at eating in such a place.

(ps: It's late... It's true, but why do you think like a mother who controls your daughter when I just thought about it, and when I thought about the age difference between you two, how can you feel like a mother who controls your daughter?

Mordred:...

Tip: Mordred silently raised the sword in his hand......

ps:!!!

Bang!!

ps: I will definitely come back!!!)

"Okay, in short, let's talk to the group of people inside for a while before talking. Ask if there are some better places. I don't want to run back and ask again (although Mordred doesn't know which one has turned into ashes)......"

Mordred walked into the hotel silently and walked straight to the waiter. Her appearance did not attract too many people's attention, and most of it was still eating silently.

The waiter had the ears of a cat and the tail of the cat was shaking behind her back, which made Mordred interested, because she had never heard of the existence of the orcs so far, so the waiter's strength was definitely above level 40 and evolved from a cat. This cat is really not easy. It can be said to be very amazing to evolve from an ordinary animal to this level.

You should know that in Camelot, except for those Pokémon, only the first sheep found in the form of a block is intelligent and able to speak. Moreover, the sheep is protected by people, but it has not experienced many strong winds and waves. It can reach such a high level, just because Camelot has high spiritual energy content.

Although the cat's tail and ears may also be fake, it is also possible to bring these things just to satisfy the owner's strange habits.

The waiter still did not notice Mordred's arrival. She lowered her head, held a small notebook in both hands, and stared at the notebook with big eyes. There were many words on the notebook, and she didn't know what good stories there could make her read so seriously.

Mordred approached her silently, looked at the little bell next to her, then looked at the waiter, and touched her shoulder gently by a stranger.

"Meow!!!"

The waiter was shocked and tore the small notebook in his hand into two halves with force. Such a thick notebook was torn in two halves!

Looking at her tail that was furious as if she was electrocuted because she was frightened, Mordred was completely sure now. This waiter...is really a cat...

"Will I need to compensate you?"

Mordred looked at the book that could be called hopeless recovery, Mordred asked the waiter with a hint of apology very seriously and decisively.

"Ah? No! No! I bought a lot of them! This story is very good! I keep a collection of classics, one for myself, and one for others to read. Moreover, the collection is something that cannot be bought in limited editions. Even if I accidentally tore it up, I can buy it again."

The waiter waved his hand with a smile, and then said in a gentle tone by Mordred. Just as the waiter spoke to Mordred in such a gentle tone, at this moment, no, it should be when the waiter started screaming, they had already put their perspective on Mordred. Their eyes were full of disbelief, as if they had seen something incredible.

Looking at the waiter with a sincere tone, Mordred's expression was a little unnatural. Although the waiter kept saying that he did not need compensation, Mordred still wanted to compensate. Although the waiter had torn this book out of the way, Mordred was still the culprit.

Mordred silently took out a book that looked extremely clean from his portable space, and stuffed it to the waiter, and said seriously: "This book is for you. I believe the stories recorded in this book will definitely satisfy you."

Looking at Mordred's expression was extremely serious, the waiter was stunned for a moment, and then silently looked at the book on his hand that Mordred had forced down. His mood was inevitably a little subtle. She originally wanted to recommend Mordred to read the story she had read before, but Mordred actually recommended it to him.

The waiter smiled bitterly, looking at the beautiful picture printed on the cover in his hand. A handsome young man with blonde hair who looked only 16 years old and was not very tall, standing on a grassland, holding a golden sword in his hand. Behind the young man was a handsome man with rainbow hair, with a mysterious and gentle smile on his face.

There were texts above the picture that she had never seen before, but she understood what the text was? This surprised her and also made her feel unbelievable. According to his guess, the text on it should be the title, and the title was "The Death of King Arthur"...

′It seems to be a tragic story...

The waiter thought so because the word death was too conspicuous. After all, no matter what, as long as the word death existed, she would hardly imagine any beautiful story.

However, since others forced her to give it to her, she couldn't help but return it. So after accepting it silently, she smiled and said to Mordred, "Thank you! So what service is needed next? Should I have to eat or stay in a hotel?"

"Well......"

Mordred was embarrassed again at this time, because she originally wanted to ask if there were any better hotels nearby, but seeing the waiter girl's sincere expression and thinking about what had happened before, Mordred hesitated.

Finally, Mordred said weakly: "I came to your hotel. Is there a room for four people to sleep?"

That’s right, there are four people, some of whom can sleep with Artoria, so why did Mordred give up? Although he doesn’t know whether to stay here tonight, it’s better to prepare in advance!

"Uh, there are yes, yes, guests, are you going to take your family with you? If so, I suggest you take a look at some of our suite options."

"What? Is it bad for you room that can accommodate four people?" Mordred raised his eyebrows.

"How is that possible? Moreover, as long as you put four beds in any good room, you can also become a room for four people, so you can rest assured about the comfort of the room."

The waiter made a promise very decisively.

"Okay, since that's the case, just help me sort out that room, and this one is there."

At this time, Mordre threw the waiter a small spray bottle filled with white transparent potion.

"What's in it?"

The waiter was extremely curious about playing with the small bottle in his hand, his big eyes were full of curiosity, and then he found a place that looked like a mouth and was actually a spout, his nose was close to that place, and he smelled it.

"It smells a bit fragrant, how should I use this thing?"

After saying that, the waiter subconsciously pressed the switch, and the potion inside directly sprayed the waiter's face.

"Just use it~" Mordred was trying to hold back his laughter.

The waiter just looked at Mordred silently, with a kind expression and asked with a smile: "Is it funny?"

"Not funny, not funny..." Mordred shook his head repeatedly, coughed a few times, forcibly calmed himself down, and said to the waiter with a serious look.

"This thing is called air freshener. Its main function is to purify the air and make the air fresher. Then you can use this to spray the entire hotel. If it is not enough, at least spray the hall. When I come back, I hope I won't smell such a strong bloody smell. Also, if possible, I hope you take out a sign and write it on the sign that the empty room of the hotel is no longer ', and of course I will not treat you badly, what do you think?"

Mordred stared at the waiter with his eyes at this time.

And the waiter just smiled and replied: "Of course there is no problem."

"Well, I knew you had an objection..." After hearing the waiter's answer, Mordred pretended to close his eyes and showed that everything was as expected by me. Then he suddenly became surprised, then looked at the waiter with an incredible look, and asked in an incredible tone: "You actually agreed like this?!"

"Yes! I agree, no? And I agree, shouldn't you be happier?" The waiter said with a smile in a tone of course.

Mordred twitched his lips, saying that it should be better for the waiter to agree like this, but it was difficult for her to accept it easily, and she always felt something strange.

Finally, Mordred sighed, waved his hand to the waiter, and left the scene silently. She didn't want to stay in this place anymore, at least she had to calm down before coming back. The waiter looked at Mordred leaving with a smile until Mordred left for 30 seconds and threw the potion Mordred gave her to the guest on the side, and said in a casual tone: "Phook me, I also want to change the air environment here, thank you~ this guest."

The customer had no intention of refuting, but worked for the waiter honestly, without any complaining on his face.

Soon, the smell of blood and sweat on the hall and other smells disappeared completely. After a while, the entire hall exuded a faint fragrance.

However, this air freshener is naturally not an ordinary version. It was made by Morgan himself, otherwise the effect would not be very powerful.

(ps: Morgan Potion, the expert produces it trustworthy!)

The waiter took out "The Death of King Arthur" very casually, touched the book with gold-edged lapis lazuli and gold-edged, silently opened the story, and started to read it quietly.

On the other side, on the street.

Morgan sat on the bench by the street, holding Jack in his arms, with a kind smile on his face, quietly telling stories to Jack, and Jack listened happily.

A group of people surrounded them, looking at the extremely warm scene, smiling on their faces. They were also listening to Morgan telling stories. The scene was very quiet at this time, and almost only Morgan was telling stories.

Artoria, who was sitting next to Morgan, was subconsciously ignored because of her petite figure and she didn't speak.

Artoria didn't care about this, just looked at her phone quietly.

However, in this neutral and chaotic city, there are certainly gangsters, and some people with ulterior motives, and there are also many of them who want to chat with Artoria and the others or want to do other things.

After all, the appearance of the three of them is there...

However, none of these people had the chance to appear in Artoria's eyes.

Because they were all invited to the alley by the round table knights with gentle smiles, and they will receive a luxurious lineup like seven round table knights to serve.

They all let out 'satisfied' howls.

Then they all fell asleep with red (reflection of blood that had not yet dried) and smiled collectively (the knights of the round table pulled it out, if they couldn't make a smile, they would use auxiliary tools).

However, the skills of the round table knights are getting better and better, and they can perform perfect kidnapping under such a large number of people... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I don't know what the Curse Wrist and other Hassans think...

A handsome man standing in the front row of the crowd and listening to the story with his eyes closed and smiling suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes kept staring at Artoria and the other two. The smile on his face became even brighter, and he began to take the initiative to approach Artoria and the others.