When they pressed more than a thousand people into the city, they received a warm welcome from the residents of the entire city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the eyes of these residents, they are simply savior-like people, they helped their "prince" when he was seriously injured, and helped him through this difficult time, I believe that the prince will definitely reward these people after waiting for the throne! And I heard the female knight in a knight's costume say something there before, "the fifteenth heir to the throne", maybe she will be the queen of this country in the future!

No, no, the queen should be Lily's little girl, she should be a side room.

It's just that there will be any harem dramas and the like?

The people thought so, and then watched with enthusiasm as they picked up the "prince" who was still a little stumbling over there.

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Lily held Modo and looked at them in amazement.

The girl really didn't expect that they could actually capture the enemy who was chasing them, which seemed completely impossible to them!

Who the hell are these guys?

And Modo's face was complicated, and he had just cleared up what the girl over there said, "The Fifteenth Successor".

He was really surprised, he knew very well who that "fifteenth generation heir" was, wasn't that "Prince Arthur"?

What did the girl's words mean?

Could it be that they brought the real "Prince Arthur"? Or is it ......

That's impossible, absolutely impossible, really impossible, completely impossible!

How could Prince Arthur be a girl? How can it be? How can it be?

No way...... Target...... Bar......

He hesitated.

But there was no way back for him, he had agreed to the man's request, and as a knight, he could not break his promise.

If he really did that, then no matter whether the people around him agreed or not, it would be impossible for him to continue to be this prince, and his own heart would directly crush him.

However, as he looked at the cheering people around him, he hesitated again.

He was still a little scared...... No...... It should be said that he was very scared, he was so scared that he was almost dying.

Unconsciously his face was a little pale, and his body trembled a little, and the girl next to him looked at him curiously, not knowing what was wrong with him.

"What are you afraid of until now......" Sang Zhefeng suddenly yawned beside him and said, "It's already all this step, aren't you afraid that we will let them all go?" ”

Modo felt his brain startle for a moment, and then he looked at Sang Zhefeng in surprise, only to find that Sang Zhefeng's face was not joking at all.

He...... Seriously?

He...... How can this be?

Sang Zhefeng seemed a little impatient, as if he was a little bored. Modo was startled, and he suddenly realized that the man in front of him didn't mean to joke at all.

He had a hard time believing what would happen if this bunch of guys made a fuss here.

In the end, he still didn't resist the pressure, gritted his teeth, sighed helplessly, and said, "I understand......"

Hearing him say this, Sang Zhefeng's furrowed eyebrows relaxed.

Modo raised his hand and motioned for the people around him to calm down, and his appeal was also very good.

"First of all, thank you to these guys for helping us get through this." Mordorang said, and as his words fell, the people around him also let out cheers.

Sang Zhefeng glanced at the crowd, only to see that the men who had bullied the old man that day were cheering with them - this should be regarded as a great calamity...... Bar......

Mordo raised his hand again, and then everyone around him fell silent, and then looked at him.

"Then, I have one more thing to announce." Modo swallowed hard, his throat was a little tight, he looked around for a while, and then closed his eyes as if he was resigned, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "I...... I'm not actually Prince Arthur! ”

He just shouted it out so stupidly, and this one stunned everyone around him.

He...... What's wrong? He...... What did you say? It seems that he said that he was not a prince? Haha, what a joke......

But the people next to him looked at Modo's eyes closed, waiting for the judgment of the people around him, and slowly developed a trace of doubt in their hearts......

"You...... Really, isn't it? ”

I don't know who it was, but suddenly said this, and Modo there closed his eyes and nodded.

He didn't dare to open his eyes at all now, for fear that after he opened his eyes, there would be a disgust next to him.

People looked at each other, and then they all smiled at each other.

"So what?"

They shouted, and Modo's body shook, and then he broke away in surprise and looked to the side.

He noticed that all the people were looking at him with kind smiles.

"We don't care if you're a prince or not! You've helped us so much anyway. ”

The people said this, and Modo only felt his heart tremble.

Originally...... I didn't become strong by relying on the "prince......

I......

Modo seemed to understand something for a moment.

It turned out that he was just afraid, it turned out that he just didn't dare to face himself, it turned out to be ...... He doesn't need those senseless halos to be welcomed by everyone......

Originally...... He's just deceiving himself all along.

He suddenly felt a little happy, it seemed that his efforts were not in vain, and he was still loved by the people around him.

Sang Zhefeng looked at him, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said, "Human beings are really boring. ”

Then he stretched his waist a little and shouted, "Eh! Everybody listen all at once! ”

His voice was soft, but it was unusually clear, and every word reached the ears of the people around him, and all of them slowly stopped their words and looked at the man over there curiously.

Sang Zhefeng cleared his throat and said, "Everyone may be curious about what we do, so I'll explain it now." ”

He gave himself up for a moment, and then Artoria behind him.

Then Sang Zhefeng made a standard aristocratic ceremony.

Artoria was stunned for a moment, looking a little at a loss. She didn't expect that Sang Zhefeng would give her up directly.

"This one's called Artoria. Pendragon," Sanzhefeng didn't give Artoria a chance to speak, he raised his arms and said with a smile, "And her original name is Arthur. Pendragon - that is, your princess~"

With his words, everyone fell into a state of extreme surprise, and their jaws were about to drop when they looked like that.

Artoria, on the other hand, turned her face away and did not speak.