"Queenie's not here?" The king's face showed doubt, but when she saw the honest face of the king of France opposite, she had no way to suspect that the other party was lying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, King of Britain, as you can see, I am alone with Lancelot, and as for the women whom you write about, I have never seen." The king of France wore a crown and a lean hunting suit, and although he should have dressed more formally when meeting with the king of another country, the king opposite wore more informal armor, and he would not have cared about this.

The king turned his gaze to Lancelot, asking with his eyes.

"Two days ago the morning the queen was gone, and I have no idea where she is." Lancelot sat very straight, and did not look like he wanted to atone for his sins, which made Gawain, who was following the king, very angry.

"King, you can't believe what this kind of person says, he's not a knight anymore!"

"Hmph, don't comment on miscellaneous fish."

The eyes of the knights on both sides collided in the air, and if it weren't for the presence of the king, I'm afraid they would have already fought.

However, King Arthur didn't care about Lancelot's statement, she was more concerned about Ginnevere's whereabouts.

Where will she go?

"So be it, King of Britain." The King of France spoke. "I already understand what Lancelot has done, and it stands to reason that I should have put him at your disposal, but.... He used to be a knight under you, and I think you should understand what a knight as powerful as Lancelot means to a nation. ”

The King of France did not want to give up Lancelot, because of his strength, no king would want to give up a powerful knight, but what he did was really unreasonable, in this case, there was only one way to solve the problem.

"Why don't you follow the rules of the knights, you and Lancelot have a duel, and the winner decides the fate of the loser, how about it?"

For knights, there is nothing, a duel cannot be solved, there are no exceptions.

Lancelot seemed eager to try, probably wanting to try it out with Wang for a long time, and Gawain naturally wouldn't let this happen.

"I'll take care of this duel! How can the king duel with such a fellow, that is an insult to the king! ”

But the king stopped him from continuing, but got up and picked up the holy spear beside him.

"If that's what you think, then start now."

"King!" Gawain was still trying to persuade the king, but the king did not give him a response, he must have had his own ideas.

"Gao Wenqing, get ready to return, this duel will end soon." Wang was full of confidence, even in the face of Lancelot, who was once known as the first knight of the round table, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

Gawain had no choice but to go back to the whole team, of course, he was not afraid that the king would lose to Lancelot, because the king would not lose.

As he had thought, the king defeated Lancelot, and the victory was very quick.

The two sides duel in front of the gates of the royal city of France, the whole process is very simple, from the very beginning, they used the biggest killing move, King Arthur is holding the farthest spear, Lancelot is holding the indestructible lake, the quality of the weapons is comparable, the decisive victory, is the strength of the two.

The king's holy spear emitted a dazzling wave of light, and Lancelot swung his sword at it, and the blue lake-like fluctuations flickered on the sword's body, but it could not resist the light wave, and was finally engulfed by the attack of the holy spear.

Lancelot fell in front of the city gate, and the light wave dispersed at the end, blasting the land in front of the city gate into a crater-like existence, and because of this, Lancelot was able to survive the light wave.

"I'm back." The king seemed to have done something very simple, and without staying long, he turned and mounted his horse, but Gawain made other demands.

"Allow me to stay here, King, I want to fight Lancelot once." Gawain knelt in front of his horse and pleaded.

The king didn't reply immediately, now that the Knights of the Round Table had fallen apart, if Gawain was allowed to stay, there would be a lot more unrest, and if the king asked him, he would definitely not be stubborn.

However, the king finally agreed to his request, and after nodding his head, the king took the lead and left the place, leaving Gawain alone.

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The knights galloped across the golden plains, and suddenly the king stopped, and so did the procession.

"Is there anything else, king?" After Gawain left the team, he was followed by Bedouwell, one of the Knights of the Round Table.

"Is that a monastery?" The king pointed to the distance, where the plain meets the mountains, where a white building was located, surrounded by low walls and red flowers.

"Yes, it should be a monastery." After confirming the cross above the building, Bedwell replied in confidence.

"Okay, Bedwell, lead the team to wait here, I'll go over." With that, the king pulled the reins and showed the way forward for Don Stalien, who was seated.

"Understood." Bedwell did not follow, because the king did not say so, and there was no need to ask for a reason, as a knight of the round table, he only needed to carry it out.

The seemingly long distance did not take the king long, and the king soon came to the door of the monastery, the black gate was open, and there was a nun inside.

The king got out of his horse, tied his horse to a pillar at the door, and went into the monastery alone.

Why do you want to come here? I just had a feeling that when I saw the red flower, Wang thought it was a rose, but when I got closer, I realized that it was just an ordinary flower.

Walking into the church, there was no one else but nuns in black veils kneeling in front of the statue of God, silently reciting eulogies.

The king walked behind the nun, and the sound of her armor caught the nun's attention, and she stood up and turned around, according to the rules, she should have said the line.

"Welcome, Lamb of Confusion, is there anything you want to talk about?"

But she didn't say it, because the person who came was not a passerby she didn't know, nor a confused lamb, but her king.

"Ginnevere...."Now it seems that the feeling was not false, but only that she might be here, and the king came.

The nun was silent, she didn't know what to say.

At first, it was just because of a moment of doubt and incomprehension, which turned into hatred, which made her make wrong choices and behaviors.

The more she came into contact with Lancelot, the more she sensed the king's goodness, and gradually realized that she was moving in the wrong direction.

That night, she had wanted to have a showdown with Lancelot and end their relationship, but she didn't expect the Knights of the Round Table to surround them and demand that they confess.

Lancelot ran out of the encirclement, but Guinevere did not have that ability, she was captured by the Knights of the Round Table, although she was not abused, probably only because the king still recognized her as the queen.

When she was tied to the cross in the square, she did not complain, the mistake was caused by her, and it was understandable to usher in such an ending, at the beginning, she had already explained to the king that when the day came, she only hoped that the king could abandon herself.

The order to burn at the stake was given, and Gareth, the Knight of the Round Table, announced the news in the square, saying that it was approved by the king.

At that time, there was even a hint of joy in Guinevier's heart, at least let herself be burned to death, to erase the stain on the king's history, but that stain was originally caused by herself, and it was a matter of course to do so.

However, Lancelot came, rescued her from the cross, and escaped with her to France.

Along the way, the queen is confused, and perhaps she should leave some clues, because for her, Lancelot is not the object of cheating, but the sinner who causes a stain on the king.

Whenever she went to a town, she would go to the local pub in the evenings and find someone to spread the news of their passing, so that the king would surely follow her, and she continued to follow Lancelot's actions as a surveillance.

Eventually, Lancelot took Guinevere to the royal city of France, where he said that the king of France had accepted him and continued to live as a knight of France.

Knowing that the time had come, Guinevere left the royal city in the evening and became a nun in a monastery outside the city, where she had decided that she would spend the rest of her life in penance.

She didn't have the face to go to the king, or she was afraid to see the king, what should she say? Do you admit your mistake? It must be useless, and she doesn't want the king to forgive herself more than death.

The king is kind, even if he is like this, the king will definitely forgive, and Guinevere is convinced of this.

But she is a sinner and deserves to be forgiven.

She could not have imagined that even so, the king still came to this monastery and found himself.

While Guinevere was still thinking about how she should face the king, the king had already made a move.

The king fell to one knee and stretched out his hand to Guinevere, as faithful as he had been in the first night.

"I'm sorry, my queen, for making you suffer, I followed all the way from Britain, and you spread the news on the way, right? Otherwise, who cares about the behavior of a man and a woman? ”

The king saw through everything.

"My Queen.... No, Queenelle, would you like to return to England and continue to be my queen? ”

This is a result that Queenelle never expected, not only forgiving herself, but also asking herself if she would like to continue to be a queen?

O king, my foolish king, surely a people like you cannot accept it, don't you understand?

No, it must be understood, how could the king not understand when he was so clever? But she did it anyway.

"But maybe not now, I'll go back to Camelot, appease the people first, and when they're emotionally stable, I'll come and pick you up, then, Génivele, are you still willing to be my queen?"

Tears wet the black gown, and Guinevere was speechless, so she could only respond with tears.

O gentle king, faithful king, how foolish am I, why should I doubt what thou hast said?

As long as Camelot's tower doesn't fall, I won't fail you.

With a king like you, the tower will never fall.

"You... Would you like to? "The third inquiry, Guinevere has no other choice, what can she do in this life except to be the queen of the king?

Holding Wang's outstretched hand, she saw the smile on Wang's face, like the smile on the face of a troublesome child when he was forgiven, sincere and without a trace of impurities, it was joy from the heart.

It should be her who should apologize and admit her mistakes and ask for forgiveness, Guinevere thought.

The king did not linger long, and Guinevere remembered how happy he was when he got on the horse, and did not forget to look back at herself and wave his hands when he left.

However, the king did not return, and the rebellious knight Mordred led his army to intercept the king in the Kamran Plain, and died with the king on the hill of the sword, and Britain was destroyed.

When she heard the news, she fainted instantly, and if it weren't for the other nuns of the convent trying to save her, she would have died in her sleep.

From then on, Guinevere lived in a convent, and she repented every day, waiting for the day when she would meet the king again, and so it was until the end of her life.

She believed that the king would definitely come to see her, because she had said it.

What it was like to die, only the dead know, and when Guinevere's life came to an end, she felt as if she had come to another world, where it was pitch black, she couldn't see anything, she felt the presence of a body, but she couldn't move.

Until one day, summoned by a force, she regained her human senses, and a bunch of information flowed into her mind.

Assassin？ The Holy Grail War? Servant? What is it?

Something unknown made her feel displeased, and several people around her were guys in strange costumes, and they were supposed to be commoners.

The point is to look at oneself's gaze, which is strange.

Guinevere wanted to say something, but her eyes looked over the others and saw the one standing in the corner.

Even though she was dressed in a different costume and wore a strange hat, Guinevere, who loved her dearly, recognized her at a glance.

"My king."

At that moment, the red dragon and the rose met again.