The after-battle feast is always a joy, especially after repelling the foreign enemies who have plagued the people of Liao Dekuan for a long time, and the warriors, led by the brave knight King Arthur, quickly drove the foreign enemies out of the city walls and repelled them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The banquet began at night, and after the battle, the warriors removed their armor and washed the blood stains on their bodies, put on their ceremonial robes, and came to the castle of King Liao Dekuan.

The huge circular dance floor was crowded with people, the warriors invited the ladies to dance with them, the band played cheerful dance music, and the long tables on either side were piled high with the chef's painstaking delicacies, and the laughter and laughter did not look like they had just experienced a fierce battle.

It is a ritual to be happy that you have survived the great battle, and that the souls who have died in the battle may live happily in heaven like them.

Of course, there are two stars among them.

"Hey, look at that, that's the Knight King of Britain, he doesn't look like an ordinary person, is that blonde hair natural? It's so handsome, it is said that when he was defending the city, he destroyed hundreds of foreign enemies alone, and he deserves to be a king, and I am going to be infatuated with him. ”

"Aren't you afraid that King Liao Dekuan will trouble you when you say that? He is our king. ”

"This is true, even the king would not refute it, right? And it was our king who asked King Arthur for help, and he wouldn't mind. ”

"Well, you have a point, but don't you think the knight next to King Arthur is great, too? Who is he? Oh yes! Lancelot, the Knight of the Round Table, is said to be the first Knight of the Round Table, and his strength far surpasses that of other knights. ”

"Ah~ This one is also great, should we go over and talk to it?"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go, sisters. ”

Looking at the two ladies who came over, King Arthur sighed helplessly, at this time she was wearing a men's blue dress, although her height was not enough, but her figure was marked, and it would still cause a lot of damage to these ladies.

Next to her was Lancelot, dressed in a white gown, both holding a goblet in their hands, the yellow liquor in which was King Liao's favorite wine, but to Arthur, the taste was mediocre.

"Lancelot, excuse me, I'll go outside and breathe." With that, King Arthur walked out of the dance floor.

"Rest assured, I'll take care of that." Lancelot knew very well that the king did not like such social occasions very much, but rather that he was a king who did his best for the people, and knew nothing about it.

Lancelot greeted the two ladies, talked to them, and helped the king get time to leave the dance floor, as long as he left here, presumably the ladies would not continue to chase the king.

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The king left the dance floor and left the side of the hall, the glass doors wide open to the sides, allowing people to come and go as they pleased.

Outside the dance floor is part of the castle of King Liao Dekuan, the black marble structure of the castle wall, in the moonlight to reveal some climbing vines on it, it is said that this is the hobby of King Liao Dekuan, the vitality of the strong and resolute vines, is one of his favorite plants.

Wang sighed again, whether it was from the sultry air on the dance floor or the discomfort of socializing, she didn't like the environment just now, and when she walked outside, the light fragrance of flowers wafted into her nose, making her feel alive.

This is the garden inside the castle, with a huge fountain in the middle of the garden, from which the boiling water sprays in an umbrella shape, next to the rings of red roses.

Wang stepped into the garden and began to walk with a goblet in hand, and this moment of no one made her feel a little reassured.

However, it seemed that there were other people in the garden, and the king felt that way.

Skirting the fountain, the king saw another visitor who had stopped in the garden.

She was still the same as in the daytime, dressed in a red dress, with her blonde hair draped over her shoulders, and was half-crouching admiring the roses in the flower beds, but in the eyes of the king, she was as beautiful as the roses.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Ginnerville?"

The king asked, and Queenie turned around, stood up, smiled and lifted the hem of her skirt, and greeted the other.

"Good evening, great King Arthur. Guinevere, daughter of King Liao Dekuan, greets you. ”

This was a bit of a surprise to the king, and the other party actually knew who he was.

"How did you know I was King Arthur? We.... It seems that no words have been spoken. "Wang originally wanted to say that he had never seen it, but when he remembered that he had a relationship on the battlefield, it was not that he had never seen it.

"It's your temperament, this kind of temperament I have only seen in my father and you, when it comes to the other king of Liao Dekuancheng, there is no doubt that it is King Arthur."

Queenie smiled beautifully, but the reason still puzzled the king.

"Of course, this is just a polite remark, the great King of Britain, whoever you are will know through the portrait, and my father is very grateful for your assistance, and told me to recognize it carefully, and not to be rude in front of King Arthur."

Wang also laughed, and Guinevere's honesty made her feel comfortable, at least not to speculate on the other party's mind as usual in diplomacy.

"Does Miss Guinevere like roses?" Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to the garden alone to admire the roses when the dance floor was in full bloom.

"Of course, the reason why my father planted roses in his garden was because I liked them." Guinevere took a step forward, closing the distance between her and King Arthur. "My father is a very good king, and he is also a good father, don't you think?"

"Of course." It didn't seem to notice that the other party could close the distance, and Wang was probably a little addicted to it, indulging in the beautiful girl like a rose.

"But in my opinion, Your Majesty may be greater than my father."

"Aren't you afraid that King Liao Dekuan will be angry? His daughter actually said so. ”

"He won't." A playful smile flashed across Guinevere's face. "It's too late for him to be happy."

Before she knew it, Guinevere had already attached it to the king's body, and the king noticed it when the scent of the roses came.

"Miss Guinevere...."Wang instinctively wanted to push the other party away with his hand, but the outstretched hand was held by the other party, and he couldn't make any further progress.

"I have heard of King Arthur's deeds, and from the moment you pulled out Caliburn, you were the hope of all Britain, and I know what you have done during your journey, so I will say that you are a better king than my father."

The girl's face was close, close, so close that the king could feel her breath.

"Great King Arthur, I adore you so much, and I am waiting in the garden today not just to admire the roses, but because I know that you will be here, and I wish to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?"

"You.... Like me? ”

For any person, the answer to this question is probably the same, the beauty of Ginnevere, the bravery of Ginnevere, and the honesty of Ginneve will undoubtedly make any man fall in love.

Although, Wang Ben is not male.

But it is still not out of anyone's category.

"Of course."

At this moment, the fate of the red dragon and the rose was connected.