The Journey of King Arthur

"Damn! This guy is so hidden deep!"

Boss looked at the man who was gradually approaching Artoria and couldn't help but swear. The Knights of the Round Table had fucked so many people, but in the end, he accidentally let someone pass by.

"Huh... in short, let's watch first and see what that guy will do? If he dares to be unfavorable to the king, even if there is a risk of exposure, he will be dealt with." Lancelot's tone was a little gloomy, and a sword appeared in his hand at some point.

"I said you don't need to be so nervous, right?" Galahad couldn't help but sigh at the performance of the Knights of the Round Table, and said in a complaining and helpless tone: "This guy is obviously fascinated by listening to the story, and then suddenly he wanted to ask Lord Morgan for advice on some things, nothing is wrong."

"What if the performance he made before was pretending? Galahad, don't take it lightly so easily." Gao Wen frowned, and said to Galahad who was standing aside in an extremely serious tone with a slight admonition. It is normal for Gao Wen and other round table knights to feel nervous. After all, that guy Kalz had coldly removed Artoria's stupid hair. If Kalz wanted to kill Artoria, they would not have time to react.

Therefore, the Knights of the Round Table will feel a sense of alert when all unknown or even known characters approach Artoria.

"Let's go, let's get closer. Although it's very likely that the king will be perceived, the king's safety is the most important..."

Percival, who was in a state of spiritual transformation, began to gradually approach the man.

The knights of the round table, wearing black clothes and black hoods, also grabbed the heads of those people and punched them, then threw them into the alley casually, and quickly started to transform into the spirit and rushed to Artoria, staring at the man with a judge-like gaze. The man shivered suddenly. He looked around for a while, but found nothing. Finally, he walked forward two steps in the confused eyes of Morgan, Artoria and the onlookers around.

′That gaze became more and more obvious...′

The man thought to himself that he forced himself to show a gentle smile that he didn't care about, and got closer, and the gaze became stronger.

′For safety reasons... it is better not to keep getting closer...′

The man quickly made a judgment and stood there, no longer willing to take a step forward.

"Sir? Is there anything you have to ask us?"

Morgan frowned, obviously, she was unhappy because the man broke the beautiful atmosphere just now and made the beautiful atmosphere very awkward.

"I'm sorry to bother you, this beautiful and young lady, your two daughters are also very cute."

The man first chose to apologize and began to praise the appearance of Morgan and Artoria. If he spoke like this, most people's favorability would increase a little because of this sentence, and Artoria and the others obviously did not take this set.

"She is my sister..."

Morgan frowned, the dissatisfaction in his tone became more obvious, and the atmosphere on the field became even colder, but the cold atmosphere only belonged to this man, after all, the Knights of the Round Table were still present.

"Sorry! I'm not sure of the truth."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care about this. Ask whatever you want." Artoria raised an eyebrow and urged the man to finish his words and leave, because the man's words really made Artoria feel heartbroken.

Artoria is now ready to use the resources stored in the system space to exchange for the Holy Grail for the Holy Spear. The reason is not for anything else. She just wants to grow up quickly. Drinking milk and other things every day has no effect at all. She still only grows a little bit in a month!!!

Artoria's persistence in this point is rare like a child...

"Well! This is how it is. I am very interested in the story you mentioned, but I don't know if this story was created or if you have a story book about that story. If there is one, I would like to buy a few. Of course, if there are other stories as good as the one I just told, I would also like to buy them."

Looking at the man's sincere appearance, Morgan subconsciously tilted his head and asked, "Are you doing this for this little thing?"

"Yes, I came to you just for this little thing."

The man smiled bitterly.

"Madam, you don't know. I have a friend who likes to read all kinds of novel and interesting stories. Although the stories you just told are not as adventurous as those of the most popular novels now, your warm stories are also very addictive, so..."

"Okay, I roughly understand." Artoria pointed and handed over a book to the man.

"Is "Romeo and Juliet"? It is the hero and heroine of the warm story just now, right? The story with the hero and heroine as the title of the book, such a love story will definitely be very impressive. Thank you for your book gift. Do you have some stories of the same type? If possible, I am willing to buy them one by one."

After receiving this story, the man smiled gently first, then smiled and asked Artoria again.

"are you sure?"

Artoria's tone was a little unbelievable, but she quickly felt relieved and asked the man seriously.

"Of course." The man nodded with a smile.

"Okay, let me make a statement first, I will give you these stories. When you and your friend read these stories, don't come to discuss the content of the story with me, and don't bother us now. This is my request."

Artoria nodded quietly, then took out a stack of books and handed them to the man.

All these stories end with tragedy. One of them was written by Shakespeare in the past few days. Artoria also guessed the prototype of it. It was Cuchulin. After Cuchulin finished reading this story, he went to Shakespeare with a gun on the spot to settle the score. I don’t know how Shakespeare is now.

"Of course it's OK."

The man naturally showed a bright smile, and after making a promise for Artoria, he slowly walked out of the crowd, and he could feel that the strong judging gaze disappeared soon.