"Your Highness"

Monica squirmed in front of Kamiyu. Unknowingly, she has been by Kamiyu's side for 8 years, and she has grown from a jerky little girl to a slim girl, which makes people feel emotional.

At this moment, she is wearing the white uniform of the Knight of the Round Table, a solemn uniform with a white high-cut skirt, waist-length golden orange long straight hair, which should be a rigorous outfit, but there is a pure and unassuming sex appeal on her.

Monica, who is already 16 years old, has basically developed her body, and although she herself pretends not to care about this, in fact, she often takes out the uniform of the year in private for comparison.

The strange girl named C.C was like a hurried passer-by, who thought she was her rival, but she didn't expect to be seen again in four years.

Whenever she recalls her hostility to C.C, Monica always sighs, maybe because she was too confrontational back then, right?

Children's desire for exclusivity is very strong, and it is normal to subconsciously regard Kamiyu as their own. It's like when Euphemia and Nanali were children arguing about who Lelouch belonged to.

As she grew older, Monica gradually understood that the royal family did not follow the monogamous relationship, and the complex relationship and power network of the owners of the huge empire, in order to maintain the rule, marriage became the most important means.

Monica feels lucky that Kamiyu doesn't seem to have any intention of competing for the throne, which means that he doesn't need to marry other families. However, there will always be accidents, and it is difficult to guarantee that His Royal Highness Nesaire will not choose a family business for Kamiyu because he needs to win over other families.

But no matter what you say, it won't affect her, because she is always a knight who guards Kamiyu's side. However, judging from the fact that she often compares her previous uniforms, she does not realize that her sense of confrontation has not disappeared.

Monica doesn't know what to do, in fact, C.C and Kamiyu still have some connection to this day.

But instead of having any substance, the conversation was maddening. It's like Kamiyu often receives communications from that arrogant woman

"Hey! I want to order a pizza, expedited, delivered in 30 minutes. ”

"Do you think I'm a fast food takeaway? Delivered in 30 minutes after most of the world? ”

Or in the middle of the night, when the communication suddenly sounded, and when I finally struggled from my sleep, I heard the content of "Hey! It's boring, as is customary, say something? Even though this is always the case, Camillo feels that the other party is purely making fun of himself.

If Monica knew that the content of the connection between the two was this, I don't know how Lu Dao would feel.

"I'm about to become a Knight of the Round Table, so don't do this kind of twisting." Kamiyu smiled faintly.

Taking a step back, he took a closer look at Monica, who was dressed as a knight of the round table.

"Well, I always feel like something is missing." As he spoke, Kamiyu ripped off the long headband tied to his ponytail, and his long hair, which was originally high in the ponytail, fell straight down his heels.

Lean in close to Monica.

"Your Highness?" Slightly startled, feeling Kamiyu's approaching breath, Monica felt her body stiffen a little.

"Alright."

Monica found that her long ear hair was wrapped in bright red ribbons, which just happened to form a spiral decoration.

"Growing your hair during a battle will be a lot of inconvenience, so use it to tie it up. It's not a particularly expensive thing, but the materials are hand-selected and made. ”

"Hmm" Monica cherished the ribbon, feeling the residual warmth that remained on it, and nodded in a low voice.

"Your Highness, before the title of Knight of the Round Table, Monica was your knight from beginning to end" Monica took a step back slightly, knelt down on one knee and swore to Kamiyu.

However, the arm was suddenly pulled, and the whole person subconsciously stood up with the force from his arm, and then his waist was stopped by a small arm, and his body leaned forward obediently with that small force. Gently threw himself into a warm embrace, the kind and intoxicating breath rushed into his nose, and he couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

"I hate such a stiff farewell," the disgruntled grumble echoed in the ears as the hot and humid air currents flowed.

However, it was not over yet, and the chin was gently pinched and lifted with one hand. The handsome face that was close at hand did not stop closing the distance, but gradually widened in the line of sight.

What was going to happen was already predictable, but Monica's eyes were incredulous.

"Temple"

Her lips pressed tightly together, easily breaking through Monica's unsuspecting crown of teeth, probing.

Monica's mind was blank, everything was like a dream, and the panic and helplessness that had arisen because of the imminent departure of Kamiyu and the unwillingness to part dissipated in a kiss.

If it's a dream, please don't wake me up.] 】

With a flushed face and misty eyes, Monica couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. With a horizontal heart, he took the initiative to hug the boy who was snuggled by him, and responded to each other with jerky movements. She didn't know any skills, she just subconsciously stuck out her tongue and entangled the invader who burst into her mouth, sucking the other party's saliva.

When Kamiyu withdrew from the long kiss, Monica, who had fallen into a state of confusion, was unwilling to give up, breathing rapidly, slightly opening her small mouth, and reaching out to pursue Kamiyu's lips.

'Peng'

Because Monica's body leaned forward too much, the two people who were pressed down on the center of gravity fell to the ground.

An accidental fall awakens Monica's 'dream', but when she wakes up, she realizes that reality is a continuation of her 'dream'.

Finally realized what had just happened, her heart was beating fiercely like never before, and she subconsciously raised her hand and touched her lips, and the residual breath told her that everything just now was real.

"Ahh

"Right"

I hurriedly wanted to apologize, but I was touched by a warm palm on my face, and the palm slowly passed through the hair after leaving the face, and then gently pressed on the back of my head and neck, and slightly pushed Monicala, who was half-propped on the ground, back into my arms. The other hand was wrapped around her waist and hugged her a little harder.

The soft body and the soft oppression in her chest made Kamiyu sigh that Monica had grown like she had grown without realizing it.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, forcing you to do what you don't want to do."

With her forehead against Kamiyu's jaw, she heard the whisper clearly.

It's been 8 years, Monica has been by her side for more than 8 years, more than 3,000 days and nights, and Kamiyu has become accustomed to her staying by her side. Now, she has finally embarked on the path she arranged for her, but this moment is full of reluctance.

"No" Monica suddenly became bold, and pointed a finger at Kamiyu's mouth.

"This is Your Highness, no, at this time, there is an agreement between Kamiyu and Monica, and it was originally my dream to become a Knight of the Round Table."

The hand on Kamiyu's lips gently stroked his face, and at the same time moved his body slightly upward, so that the skin of his face was close to the corners of Kamiyu's mouth, rubbing slowly.

Monica never imagined she would be so bold. But now, at least for now, she wanted to be a little reckless, because she wondered if she would have the courage to be with Kamiyu like this next time.

"You can still see each other often after becoming a Knights of the Round Table, but you must take care of yourself when you are alone. And I'm sorry, I know that you like fashion, and you never like to dress repeatedly, but because of work, you have to suppress it."

This time, Kamiyu's mouth was blocked by the other party's lips, and the hot feeling flowed into his heart as the other party broke in.

Monica's fluttering eyelashes conveyed that she was trying her best to suppress her mood at the moment.

[I'm afraid that if I hear one more of your gentle words, I won't be able to leave your side again, and I'm afraid that I will return to the identity of the Knight of the Round Table in the next moment, and I won't be able to complete my agreement with you, so]

At this moment, Monica felt that it didn't matter if she became a Knight of the Round Table or anything, even if she went to die now, it was enough, and in just a moment, hugging the person in front of her, she felt that she had captured all of herself, and happiness was so simple.

"Hello, I'm the herald of the Bunitania Palace," said a young man dressed as a guard outside the door of Gnacu to Miss Cecil, who stood in his way

"I'm sorry, Monica is saying goodbye to His Highness, so just for a while, and I won't delay the canonization ceremony"

Although confused, when the guard heard the title of 'Your Highness', he wisely chose to wait in silence

The Palace of Bunitania gathers almost all the military and political figures of the empire in the empire.

The knighthood ceremony of the Round Table is not more ornate than other knights, the knight's canonization process is a sacred ritual that has been passed down for thousands of years, and in addition to the occasion and solemnity, the oath and process of the allegiance ceremony have long been dogmatic

The reason for this pomp and circumstance is mainly to show the strength of the empire to the world, and secondly, because the Knights of the Round Table are no longer mere soldiers. Each Knight of the Round Table not only holds the rank of Brigadier General or above, but once they reach the colony, they will also take on the duties of Vice-Governor if necessary, and the First Knight can choose a colony to be his fiefdom.

The front row of ceremonial viewing is the exclusive seat of the royal family.

However, Camillo didn't like this kind of occasion, and if it weren't for the fact that the canonization ceremony included Monica, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to it.

"I didn't expect you to recommend your knight to be a knight of the Round Table." Schunezel sighed beside Kamiyu.

"Don't you think it's bad for the imperial brother?" Camillo asked in a low voice.

"It's advantageous to do this, but you won't," said Honezel and suddenly looked at Camillo in surprise, "Did something happen to Kamiyu?" ”

Looking back, he saw a smiling smile on his face

"I don't have it!" Kamiyu twisted his head away from Shonezel's sight.

"Looks like my brother."

Schunezel's teasing made Kamiyu's face suddenly burn.

"Brother Xiunaizer, it's better to play tricks on your brother." At some point, Cornelia and Euphemia had already arrived at the side seats.

At this time, Cornelia did not have a hairstyle like she usually did on the battlefield, but carefully combed her long wavy hair straight, except for the long sea perm parted, and all the long hair was tied into a ponytail with a pale pink rose-like hairband.

According to what Kamiyu had said to her before

"While it is necessary to behave aggressively, there are many occasions where it needs to be changed. The royal sister is obviously so beautiful, and it is an honor to be called a witch on the battlefield, but I will never agree with being a witch when I go down the battlefield. ”

So this hairstyle was specially designed for her - unassuming sexy, the girl's unique innocence, and the perfect combination of Cornelia's two contradictory temperaments at first glance.

Because of this, Cornelia occasionally appeared in some public places with this hairstyle. (so-called occasional)

"This kind of teasing is also a kind of love, just like you spoil Yuffie incomparably so."

"At least he's my brother too." Faced with Honezel's answer, Cornelia shrugged helplessly.

"Oh~~" Schunezel smiled meaningfully, leaving Conelia at a loss and quickly shifting her focus to Kamiyu.

"Kamiyu, it's really hard to have such an older brother!"

"I'm used to it." Kamiyu patted his face with both hands, allowing his expression to return to normal.

However, when he saw Cornelia's dress, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then whispered

"The royal sister is very beautiful today."

"Thank you a lot"

After the canonization ceremony of the Knights of the Round Table, a drinking party was followed by a drinking party full of deceit and "high society".

Kamiyu, who was not impressed by the canonization ceremony, could hardly imagine how he would have a good feeling for such an occasion.

It's just that he doesn't want to leave Monica alone in that noisy state, and he stays here bored—even if it's just in a small corner, without saying a word, indifferently scanning the crowd, and occasionally glancing in the direction in which Monica is surrounded.

However, that doesn't mean that no one will find out about him—

The lights are dim, and the vulgar man with a mask called elegance is a young man looking back.

With a gentle smile on his face, he keenly found the color of freesia, and slowly walked in front of Kamiyu.

Bending his straight waist slightly, leaning forward, letting his long pink hair hang down from his side, and his blue eyes slightly closed, he said:

Luke Calder. Feng. Fabre, Knights of 8 (Eighth Knight), see His Highness Kamiyu. ”

No one knows why this young man, one of the new Knights of the Round Table, will come to see a prince who can be described as dispensable in this canonization ceremony at this time.

But for Kamiyu... The meaning of the appearance of the teenager is completely different.

[For what... At the time of the previous canonization ceremony... Didn't notice...]

The answer is obvious - because at that time, all the space in his mind was occupied by Monica...

And how can you find a teenager who represents a special meaning?

It's like traveling through thousands of years of time and space, tracing Kamiyu's memories many years ago... The blood all over his body seemed to be about to freeze, and there was a look of disbelief hidden in his eyes.

"Luca?"

Hearing Kamiyu's name, the smile on the young man's face became even worse - he raised his head, shook it slightly from side to side, and said:

"It's His Highness Luke, that's the abbreviation of my name."

Apparently, Luke Calder... Luke, who didn't care about the prince he met for the first time, called himself by the wrong nickname.

"Ahhh

A look of decline that could not be concealed appeared on his face—but he was quickly forcibly suppressed by Kamiyu, and after a pause, he asked:

"So... Luke, why did you come to me? ”

I deliberately minimized my presence in this place as much as possible - if I hadn't intentionally looked for myself, I wouldn't have noticed this little corner anyway, right?

Is it asking for yourself? Or is it... In Kamiyu's mind, he immediately put aside his self-righteous coincidental inferences and began to conjecture involving interests and power.

It's just that... The other party's next words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, directly shattering Kamiyu's defense-

"No... Actually, there's nothing special... Even I wonder why I want to come and see you..."

Luke's face, in Kamiyu's eyes at this moment, fits perfectly with that guy-

"It's just... I think... Your Highness, have I ever looked at your face? ”

"Am I... In the past, did you have a relationship with Your Highness? ”

I've never met before, but I feel extremely familiar... Obviously I have never met, but I unconsciously want to be close and believe from the depths of my soul.

The boy, who was already a young knight of the round table named Luke, had crossed thousands of years to send a heartfelt inquiry to Kamiyu.

And the get... But it was a sudden... Ecstasy in the eyes...

And the drop of crystal that slid down silently.

"Ahh That's right... Possible... It was in a long time... It was a long time ago..."

"Is that so?"

"Poof... Ha Lu Ha..."

Staring at the boy's embarrassed expression at his tears, Kamiyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then, he said—

"Na... Luke..."

"Yes."

"I've never gotten used to it... Can I call you Luca? ”

"If you will... It is my pleasure. ”

[You can know that you are still alive... No matter what form it takes...]

[This is for me... What kind of salvation does it mean... Can you understand... Pink stupid...】

[You're still alive... It's really good...]

[Really... That's great. 】