The Journey of King Arthur

"Huh...you bastards are here again..."

In a dark room, a man with green eyes and counting money didn't even look at the people who came to this dark room, and was still sitting in this dark environment counting money.

As for how to count money clearly in such a dark environment, there is no need to think too much about how to count money. It’s nothing to do, but it’s good to do it. In fact, if you need it, you don’t even need to read it.

"After all, money is needed now."

A mysterious man with purple eyes sat in front of the green eyes, put his hands on the table, making a sound.

The green-eyed man glanced at the purple-eyed man, slowly sat upright, then put the money in a very regular, serious and aura sitting posture, and said coldly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Every time I come to me, I'm not for this? Tell me, how much do I need this time?"

“219,000 emeralds.”

The purple-eyed man announced a very terrifying answer in a cold tone.

“219,000 Emeralds!!”

The green-eyed man who heard this number was shocked and slapped the table with one hand. The table made a huge noise. If the green-eyed man hadn't suddenly thought that if he had slapped him and wanted to buy it again, the table would have been in another place.

"Are you kidding me?! 219,000 emeralds!!!"

The green-eyed man's tone was very angry, as if something was untolerable.

"Do you know what this money is like?!!!"

"Okay, calm down, of course I know what this money is."

The purple-eyed man poured himself a cup of Coke from his portable space without any haste, then quickly drank it all. After making a very refreshing sound, he poured another cup and placed it in front of the green-eyed man and said with a smile.

"Do you want to drink some? Drink some to calm your mind."

"snort!"

The green-eyed man glared at the purple-eyed man with great dissatisfaction, then snatched the cup of Coke on the table, and drank it all in one go, and then threw the cup to the purple-eyed man very simply.

The purple-eyed man also caught the cup in panic, and then put the cup in his portable space very seriously. After coughing twice casually, he said in a slightly serious tone.

"Sir, you are very rude."

"snort!"

The green-eyed man did not answer the purple-eyed man, and a topographer already represents everything.

The purple-eyed man also understood that the green-eyed man now didn't want to say this to him, so he slowly put his hand on the table and gently knocked it out with a very rhythmic sound like a pendulum.

"This is just an appointment. If the situation changes, you will probably have to give us more money."

"Stop talking nonsense about nonsense!! You have been here for so long, and you should be very clear about what you have to do if you want to get money from me."

"Of course I know this!"

The purple-eyed man chuckled, then took out a black briefcase from his portable space, placed the briefcase on the table, and then said in a deep voice.

"I brought that thing to you, and not only that, I also took some other things. I believe that when you see these things, you will give me the money."

"You are really well prepared..."

The green-eyed man mocked disdainfully, then stood up and said coldly: "Since you have achieved this, then you can wait for me here for a while and don't move anything here!"

After saying that, the green-eyed man stood up and left the dark room to get things.

He came back soon after he had just left, and took out a briefcase, opened the briefcase, showed the money inside to the purple-eyed man. At this time, the purple-eyed man also showed the things inside his black briefcase to the green-eyed man.

After confirming each other, the two sides fixed the briefcase again.

"So, next, when we count three, two, one, and when we count one, how about transferring the briefcase?"

"sure."

The green-eyed man nodded and agreed to the purple-eyed man's request.

“Three, two, one.” × 2

As the voice ended, both parties pushed the briefcase toward each other and also took the briefcase from each other. After taking the briefcase, both parties stood up and stretched out their hands to hold them tightly together.

“Happy cooperation.”

"Although I'm not in a happy mood, out of etiquette, I'll reply to this, and it's a pleasant cooperation."

At this moment, with a click, the dim room suddenly became brighter. Everyone looked at the door. At this moment, Bedivir was looking at the people on the field with a helpless look on his face, and said in a very resentful tone: "We are just here to complete the king's mission and go to the treasury to obtain funds. Do you need to make such a simple thing like a gang transaction? We are an orthodox organization!! A serious country!!"

"Hehehe, isn't this for a better sense of substitution? Look at how suitable this environment is? And you can practice your acting skills in this way. Isn't that great?"

At this time, Lancelot, who was shaking hands with the horn, smiled and came to Bedivir with a briefcase full of funds for the mission. Then he pretended to be a bit serious and said, "Since our mission goal has been achieved this time, we should go back quickly. Although it is not very urgent there, it is embarrassing to keep standing here."

After saying that, Lancelot pulled Bedevier's jacket and sleeves toward the door, and the rest of the round table knights followed him out.

After all the Knights of the Round Table left, Koudu slowly opened the briefcase that Lancelot gave him before and took out a few pieces of paper from the black briefcase. All of these papers were documents made by Artoria in order for Lancelot and others to easily obtain the funds for the operation of this mission from Koudu.

Seeing these documents, Jiao felt his hands trembling. Then he casually put the documents aside, stretched out his hands and pressed his chest tightly on the heart, then collapsed on the bed on the side, twitching and rolling.

"219000 emerald...219000 emeralds! So many emeralds are enough to buy 2.694576 heads of the guy named Asma in the underground black market in the ninja world!!! Heartache! It's so heartache!!! Even though the money is not my own, it's too painful to watch such a large sum of money slip away from my own hands and take it openly from my own hands! It's so uncomfortable!!!!"

At this time, the horns made a painful sound, and fully showed everyone what a person who loves money should be like.

As for why the above things happen? It is naturally because of the following short plot.

"Knights, I need you to go and find the construction brigade to build a house now."

This was what the knights of the round table heard as they watched the safe and sound Artoria coming out of the cracks in the space.

And after they got the task, they ran to the construction brigade to build a house in the virtual space. After calling them to go, the round table knights were divided into two teams, one team led the construction brigade to the side of the space crack, and the other couple came to the side of the Jiaodu to get the funds for the operation.

And now, Lancelot's pair are taking the funds toward the location where the space crack is located.

Along the way, whether it was because of embarrassment or some reason, Lancelot had been in silence, and seemed to be thinking about something seriously. Bedevier was confused about this. He slowly approached Lancelot and asked in a concerned tone.

"Lancelotqing, with such a solemn expression, what are you thinking? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Bedivirqing."

Lancelot came to his senses, shook his head with a wry smile, and then slowly spoke: "There is one thing that I have been confused about since Wang just released the mission. If you can answer it for me, it would be great."

"I'll try to help, so what's the problem?"

Bedevier sighed, not sure if he could answer Lancelot's question, but he would do his best to answer Lancelot.

"Bedivirqing, do you think my king wears gloves today?"

"Um???"

After hearing Lancelot's question, Bedwell said that he could not accept it. You thought about it for most of the time today just to think about this? Are you here to make a funny thing???

And you are going to ask me this question?! As Lancelot, you didn’t observe the dressing of my king carefully, but instead came to ask others? This is not like you, Lancelot, and why are you asking this question?

Bedevier was puzzled, but he was still very honest in answering Lancelot's questions.

"My king didn't wear gloves today, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, no! There is no problem at all!"

After getting Bedevier's answer, Lancelot immediately laughed and said in a secretly happy tone.

"This is really great! I have been confused about this problem, and now it has finally been solved!!! My king did not wear gloves today! I don't have to wash my face in the future!!!"

“???”

For a moment, Bedevier had not yet reacted. What did Lancelot mean? Because a boy was too close to Lancelot, he immediately knew what Lancelot wanted to express, and he was Galahad.

Seeing Galahad take out his shield, he came to Lancelot in the blink of an eye. When Lancelot was in a daze, he said that Lancelot was not paying attention and immediately patted him to the ground. Then he held the edge of his shield with both hands and slapped Lancelot's face with the shield.

After a while, Lancelot's face successfully distorted, his whole face turned red, and he lay motionless on the ground, like a salted fish that had lost his dream.

Galahad also picked up the black briefcase on Lancelot's hand, carefully wiped the black briefcase, ensuring that there was no blood on it, and then took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and directly fed all the pills in it to Lancelot.

Lancelot's injuries recovered soon after, and then Galahad found a bucket of water and poured it directly on Lancelot's face.

In an instant, a melancholy male god who seemed to be in a state of confusion, so he took out a bucket of water and poured it on himself. He wanted to recover but had a lot of thoughts appeared in front of everyone.

The appearance of the round table Cowherd is really not a big deal. It looks very embarrassed when it is placed on others, but it feels like this when it is placed on them.

Just now, Galahad, who had done such a terrible thing to his father without mercy, clapped his hands as if he had just done something insignificant, and then spoke in a gentle sentence.

"Okay, I've finished washing my face for you. If you can't accept it, you can go back and wash it again."

Lancelot did not answer. He was lying flat on the lawn, tears flowing down, and recalling in his head that if it were Mathul, she would never be as violent as Galahad!! A good child like Mathul would never be as good as Galahad!!

Lancelot dreamed like this, but his fantasy was still fantasy and could not become a reality at all.

You know, although Mashu is extremely well-behaved on the surface, her initial setting is cold, and she will definitely hit Lancelot when he is stupid like Galahad.

However, she is probably not as professional as Galahad when she starts, and she will say sorry every time she finishes the game.

Then continue to fight when it's time to fight.

Facing Lancelot, who was lying on the ground with a look of indifference, like a salted fish, Galahad twitched, and he really had nothing to say to his father.

So he didn't want to pay attention to his father, but it was not appropriate to ask Galahad to keep Lancelot here. If anyone passers-by saw it, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

So Galahad grabbed Lancelot's cloak, then grabbed Lancelot's cloak and rushed to the crack of the space.

Lancelot was dragged away throughout the whole process, just like a large doll, and his emotions were still as disappointed.

By the way, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing if Galahad dragged Lancelot like this?