Chapter 1415: Little King Arthur's Melancholy

"Uh-huh, there's something to hide from me."

As soon as he talked about why little King Arthur was not giving up just now, this little guy immediately looked left and right, and couldn't help it.

"No, not at all, the mount is so annoying, it's just a stupid mount, and I want to take care of the master."

Little King Arthur shook her head like a drum, and she didn't know if her previous life, the majestic King Arthur hundreds of thousands of years ago, was so clumsy in her lying skills, anyway, as long as she didn't have visual impairments such as cataracts, she could see that this guy was lying.

"Okay, don't worry about it, do you?" I patted my ass and stood up, intending to leave.

Hooray, from now on it will be free.

Unfortunately, I didn't take a few steps, the cloak was pulled, and when I turned around, I saw little King Arthur, who stretched out his little hand and held the corner of my cloak tightly, his eyes flashed with a crystal light that made people completely indifferent, and he forced his little nose to chōu and chōu with tears in his eyes, and his little mouth was clenched, and he raised his head and stared at me, like a poor puppy who knew that he was going to be discarded.

lù out of this foul expression, really can't do anything about the little guy.

Who made me my king's figure control, ah, my soul is faint

Sitting down again, I held the little guy in the palm of my hand distressedly, put it on my face and rubbed it, comforting him.

"Be good, be good, don't cry, King Arthur is the strongest man in the world."

"Don't worry about it, stupid mount, woo man, Lao Su likes to bully Ben Angda." When I wiped my eyes, the little guy punched and kicked me in the chin, but unfortunately the force was very light, more like being coquettish.

"Okay, okay, it's me who is wrong, come, let's sit down and talk calmly, didn't you say that I am your mount and partner, when you encounter a problem, why just throw me aside and do it alone, how bad is this." I wanted the little one to tell him something he was hiding.

"Woo~~~"

Jumping up and sitting on my head, the little one let out a pensive low yín, as if hesitating to tell me or not.

For a moment, I felt her shaking her head.

"No, this matter has nothing to do with the fool mount, and the fool mount doesn't need to be involved."

Oops, oops, or rejected? Am I that unreliable?

I feel a little depressed, don't look at this little guy who is about to cry at every turn, she looks like she loves to cry, her temper is very strong, very proud, and very assertive, the second refusal after deep thought, to this point, there is no possibility to know the situation from her mouth.

However, from her answer, you can also get a glimpse of one or two, what she said about this matter, mentioning the word involvement, I think, it is not as I guessed, there are difficulties in improving strength, if it is just like this, no matter how strict it is, it is impossible to describe it as involved.

The only possibility is that this little guy has encountered other big problems, and it seems that the risk is not small, so he doesn't want me to be involved.

The problem is that after hundreds of thousands of years, such a long time has been washed, basically except for those immortal legends, little King Arthur and the current world cannot have anything to do with it, just like a young spider that has just crawled out of a cocoon, and has not yet had time to weave an intricate cobweb in this world that is enough to annoy her.

The difficulties she encountered, the inability to consult with her heir, Artoria, and me, the unruly mount, must have been a very difficult problem, what could it be?

Hundreds of thousands of years of grievances and hatred? Come on, this isn't a TV show.

Could it be ......

I was suddenly shocked to think of a possible xìng, and it seemed that only this made sense.

Holding her off my head and staring at her, my god was very dignified.

"Little one, you ......"

"What...... What? ”

Little King Arthur's voice was obviously a little panicked, and his pupils swayed from side to side, but he didn't dare to look directly at me, which showed the accuracy of my guess.

After I settled down, I said word by word with an incomparably affirmative mouth.

"You...... Which squirrel is in love with? ”

Little King Arthur froze, and there was a subtle silence for a few seconds.

Then, with a crisp bang, little King Arthur, with his head down and trembling all over, had raised the sword of victory high.

"Wait, there's something to say, it's uncivilized to move a knife and a gun, could it be that I'm wrong, it's not a squirrel, it's a hamster? Or is it a parrot? Wait, wait, I said wait, wait, wait――――――"

The miserable and desolate wails that immediately spread out made the huge crystal tree tremble.

"Okay, I won't inquire anymore, please spare my little life." The second death in ten minutes made me wave the little white flag.

I can't ask why, maybe I'll discuss it with Artoria or Jalanderan, and they'll have a better answer.

"Okay, okay, don't keep stinky all day long."

Moments later, I came back to life, comforting little Arthur as if nothing had happened.

"Who's at fault for having a stinky face." Little King Arthur, who was bullied by me badly, waved his pocket-sized little hands and shouted in protest.

"Oh, oops, whose child is this, isn't it a tǐngjīng god." I took the neighbor's gossip and said with a big smile.

"Okay, in order to forget about jì troubles, I'll come to nòng to order something delicious and celebrate." Seeing that little King Arthur was still angry, I thought of a good solution.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Look at me warily.

"Yes, it's delicious." I lifted the basket in front of me and winked at her.

"Wouldn't you want to tell Sù Benang, this is delicious?" looked at the rice basket, and then his eyes fell on me, the gaze of little King Arthur, that is called...... Full of disdain.

As if to say, fool me, who doesn't know that there is hell hidden inside.

"You can't say that, hell and heaven are often separated by only a layer of gauze." I shook my index finger and said.

That's right, once an angel is gauze, he is a demon, and a demon can become an angel when he is gauze, the reason is as simple as that.

Under the wary gaze of little King Arthur, I picked up another sour plum.

"Sneer--"

The taste just now is still fresh in my memory, how can I see the sour plum, the little King Arthur is like a cat who has met a natural enemy, hunched, five fingers into claws, sweat all over the body, and a sneering warning sound from his mouth.

What an Arthur cat.

I smiled and dropped the dried sour plum into the basin next to me, and suddenly, the originally clear and transparent water became turbid, showing a deep brown and black sè.

Then it's time for the magic.

I proudly pulled the cloak from the mouth of the xiōng and opened it outward, lù out of more than a dozen pockets on both sides of the inside.

If there is any difference between the cloak that I made by Veras's own hands and the cloak worn by cats and dogs on the street, in addition to the outdated xìng that has been dirty, it also has connotation, yes, it is these pockets like treasure chests.

Next, I'll take a look and add some sour, licorice powder......

I pulled out the bottle and dripped some powder or liquid into the basin, well, maybe some more water.

"What's this, what's this?" Little King Arthur's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and he couldn't care about the main ingredient in this basin of water, the sour plum, which was the murderer who made her see Marx Merlin, and he leaned up curiously, and his eyes kept wandering back and forth between my hand and the basin.

"Hmph, this is a secret, but for the sake of your sincere question, I will be merciful to tell you, this is a condiment, of course, more people like to call it a spice."

I proudly shook out the various bottles on my body, pointing to the sky and the ground with the other.

"Understood, from now on, please call me Lord Wu Fan, the Spice Emperor, hahahahaha~~~~~~~"

……

"Yawn--" In the distant Third World, a sudden, inexplicable sneeze sounded repeatedly.

"Teacher, it's okay."

"Of course, probably who misses me, it's not me who brags to you, Bei Ansha, your teacher and I, when I was young, I was ten thousand people."

An old man proudly held his chin, lifted his tuǐ and stepped on a stone, and specially took out the ethereal tuǐmáoluǒlù and put it in a cool pose.

"Teacher, there is a problem with Beansha, what is ten thousand people?" The demon king raised his hand and asked straightforwardly.

"You...... You, ten thousand people, means that you are very popular with nvxìng. The old man's body was crooked, and his foot almost slipped off the stone.

"Why are teachers so popular?" The demon king asked tirelessly, but before the other party could answer, he seemed to have figured out the key, slapped his palms, and raised his hand again.

"Teacher, I see"

"Oh?"

"It must be that the longer the tuǐmáo, the more popular it is for nvxìng, right?"

The old man was stunned for a long time, and tears flashed in his eyes, "That's right, Bei Ansha, that's right, that's the truth, it seems that you are becoming more and more sensible." ”

"Hooray, Biansa guessed right." The demon king Shao nv deliberately made an innocent smile, but at the same time, he secretly sneered in his heart.

Hmph, stupid human beings, this demon king has heard an important piece of news again, it seems that it is not far from your end, you have to remember this news carefully, tell Sister Sù Belier, I want to think about it, what did you say just now, the longer the mushroom is ...... The better the soup?

It seems that something is wrong, no matter what it is, then again, is this kind of information better to sue Sister Sù Belier or Sù Saya?

The demon king is less nv and fell into deep thought.

……

"Sāo Bao Diang?" Little King Arthur tilted his head and gave a big hello to his head.

"It's the Spice Emperor, the Spice Emperor, stupid egg, give me a word and a syllable to bite clearly, don't think that lù looks cute, use the kind of immature and delicate accent that makes people listen to the softness of the heart, you can pretend to be stupid ménghún in the past, give me some strange nicknames"

Sleepy continued to tilt his head, and the little guy seemed to be trying to read it well this time, biting word by word.

"Sa~niào~Di~Ang?"

“……”

I'm speechless about this guy's tongue, forget it, you guy will give me ** for a lifetime.

"All in all, these things are Verus's kitchen secrets, and every spice is picked and baked by her own hands on the Rogue grassland." I said as I continued to tinker.

Of course, this is not all secrets, the quality of a dish, in addition to the seasoning of spices, the selection of ingredients in advance, processing, and the mastery of the heat, etc., are all very important, of course, the most important thing, that is, love.

Speaking of the pot of sour plum soup in front of me, it was actually an accident, once I was bored, and saw that Veras seemed to be able to make a delicious dish even if she gave her a plate of stones, so I was very interested and took out the little fox's special Shura hell sour plum dried plum to test her.

As a result, this little master did not disappoint me, and made such a sour plum that could discourage the three demon gods into a large pot of appetizing sour plum soup.

This is the correct way for normal people to eat the sour dried plums pickled by the little fox, and it is also the only way, there is no second kind of zài in this world.

After the feast of sour plum soup that little King Arthur was full of, this little guy snuck away from me when he took a nap.

Counting today, if she doesn't come back at night, then she will have been unable to return for four consecutive days and nights, should I make a small report to Yalandran and tell her that the hero of the Jīng Spirit Clan, the strongest person in the Dark Continent, has now become a bad young NV?

Shaking my head and returning home, I was surprised to find that the NV children were there.

"Didn't you hang out today?" Looking at the sky, I asked curiously.

"I'm tired of walking, rest today." Linya, who leaned out of the kitchen, smiled at me.

"Na, na, Dad, Dad, we're learning the crafts of the Jīng Spirit Clan with Sister Jielùka." Wearing aprons, the two little princesses who were virtuous and did not lose their lively and lovely style, ran out with a spatula in their hands, and reported to me with great interest.

"Has my Highness the Princess learned anything?"

At a glance at their greasy aprons, I knew that the two little princesses were studying very hard, and I couldn't help but hug them over with great love and kissed each other.

"Hee-hee, it's a secret, Dad will know it at dinner today, right, Echo lù (West lù silk)." The two little princesses glanced at each other and said in unison.

"Okay, I'll wait."

The thought of being able to taste the cooking skills of Bao Nv, my face is about to laugh, Huang Duanzi shìnv's cooking skills are still good, it is one of her few normal advantages, and I am very relieved that she will teach the little princess.

If you dare to teach something like an NV feast, beat her up

As soon as my smile changed, I clenched my fists and thought viciously, I would never allow another unknotted guy to poison the young and innocent hearts of my little princesses

"Lena, how did you learn from Yalandran nǎinǎi?" Lena was quietly reading a book on the side, and when I saw this, I leaned in and asked with concern.

I know that when Lena comes back, Red B finishes training and leaves, which means that Lena's class at Yalanderan is over, and from this point of view, Red B is still very dutiful to protect Lena in secret.

Merely...... Our brother and sister really don't have the same fate, while Lena is happily immersed in the ocean of knowledge taught by Jalanderan, I am in the far other corner, immersed in the infinite pig's head system made by Red B.

"Well, it's good, Yalandran nǎinǎi is worthy of being the first prophet of the Dark Continent, and with her teaching, I almost feel that I am improving every day." Lena put down the book and smiled quietly.

"You're saying that Akara nǎinǎi teaches you don't have to do it."

"Brother is really, knowing that I don't mean that, he will bully people." With a low voice, in a voice that was difficult for other NV children to hear, Lena leaned up her soft delicate body and burrowed into my arms.

"Progress or not, it's okay no matter what, as long as Lena is happy, it's the best."

Hugging the beloved baby sister, I said softly, five fingers gently combing her snow hair, immersed in the wordless warm atmosphere, for a while, the love of brother and sister is full, in the eyes of outsiders, this must be a perfect picture of family affection, it must be so.

"By the way, Lena, have you heard anything from King Arthur at Yalandran nǎinǎi?" Thinking of the little guy's suspicious demeanor, I blurted out.

"His Royal Highness King Arthur? No...... Yalandran nǎinǎi didn't say anything. Linya thought for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"It's strange, I haven't come back for a few nights, what happened?"

"Brother is worried about His Royal Highness King Arthur?" Lena looked at me with wide eyes.

"It's not worrying about it, it's not worrying, in fact, there is still a little bit of worry, in short, it's not very worried, but for the friendship between the two races, it's just a little worried." Hu Luàn, who also shook his head, replied, and finally he didn't even know what he meant.

"I see, I'll keep an eye out for news from Yalanderan nǎinǎi." Lena pursed her lips as if she understood something, looking like she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Then, drawing a little closer, he brought Chún up and whispered in my ear.

"If His Royal Highness King Arthur is not there, isn't it easier for my brother to do bad things?"

"Ahem, Lena, what are you talking about?" I almost didn't choke on my own saliva, is this really my quiet and well-behaved sister?

"Lately, my brother hasn't paid much attention to me."

"Isn't that because you spend most of your time studying with Yalandran nǎinǎi?" I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and explained in a low voice.

Often from morning to night, the only opportunity to meet is at night, plus there are Veras and them, so there is naturally less time left for Lena, isn't there no way, do you want me to sleep with her at night?

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