What does this little guy think in his heart?

Because little King Arthur sat on my shoulder, I could not get a glimpse of her face, and when I saw that she had not spoken, my mood became restless.

It stands to reason that as the greatest grief of the Twelve Knights' Legacy Project, she lost twelve of her closest comrades-in-arms and companions, and King Arthur should have hated the Twelve Knights' Legacy deeply.

This is a general, maximum probability scenario.

However, the now silent little Arthur added a fog to the situation.

General...... The most probable, that is, the special circumstances and the very small possibility of another.

God knows if this little King Arthur, after experiencing the pain of losing twelve comrades-in-arms, will have a distorted personality and have a desire to take revenge on society, this is a situation, but the probability is less than 1 in 10,000, after all, she is King Arthur, and her heart cannot be so fragile.

The second possibility is a little bigger and more reasonable.

The Twelve Knights Inheritance Plan is for the future of the Elves, in order to ensure the eternal prosperity of the Elves, and most importantly, for the sake of this plan, the twelve closest and most important companions of King Arthur have chosen to sacrifice themselves.

So, will King Arthur choose to support him because of this, in order to live up to the efforts of her twelve companions, and at the same time to ensure the eternal prosperity of the elves?

If they stopped Jeluka, wouldn't the sacrifice of the previous Twelve Knights, King Arthur's companions, be wasted?

Even though this choice was very painful and sad, it was a good reason for King Arthur.

……

The more I thought about it, the more uncertain I became, the more I was sure that King Arthur would be on my side, but today the stakes were tilting in the other direction, in the direction I feared.

If King Arthur were to stand on the opposite side of himself, in the face of King Arthur's status and majesty in the Elven race, and in the face of her future power, would I be able to stop Jeluka?

No, it can't go on any longer.

Taking a few deep breaths of the cold air blowing in front of me, I snatched the little gourd from the little King Arthur on my shoulder, poured a few sips, and fortunately, the little guy didn't finish it.

Hmph, if you dare to go against me, I won't give you the juice to drink now, and I won't let you do it at all.

It's not that I'm boasting, I'm Rogge's third miser, so let's make a decision quickly, whether to be on my side or choose to be against me.

Silently drank the juice one by one, and the restlessness in my heart slowly calmed down.

That's right, it doesn't matter which side this little guy stands on, as long as his heart is not confused.

If, in the future, she stands on the opposite side and supports the current Twelve Horsemen in completing the inheritance plan, she will indeed become a formidable opponent and obstacle for Artoria and me.

However, as long as you hold one, even if you fight for this old life, you have to let this yellow girl obediently lie in her arms and let herself be spanked, King Arthur or something, there will be no more fear.

Of course, even if King Arthur announced that she would support the Twelve Knights Inheritance Project now, I wouldn't do anything to her, I wouldn't be able to pass my own level first, and secondly, if I did this, the entire elven clan wouldn't forgive me, maybe even Artoria and Jeluka wouldn't forgive me.

But if I really wait for that day, if the mind of Little King Arthur still hasn't changed, I won't worry so much anymore, and it will be clear which is more important in my mind, and I think that at that time, Artoria will also be on my side, even if I have to face the former king, the greatest hero of the elves, the most powerful and powerful.

This person, once he decides that he will accomplish something even if he fights for his life, then he will not be afraid of any obstacles ahead.

The most terrible thing is not how much obstacle there is to the road ahead, but the fact that I am in a daze.

So, I'm stupidly optimistic and calm down now.

"It seems that he has already made up his mind."

Arthur, who hasn't spoken all the time, is it because he has been observing my look? Seeing that I seemed to have decided something, my eyes became firm, and I suddenly spoke.

Tilt your head hard.

"So your answer doesn't matter anymore."

As if to confirm the credibility of my words, I felt a sharp and majestic gaze on my shoulder, looking at my cheeks and pupils, as if a clever swordsman, the sword god, would immediately assassinate me as soon as I showed the slightest flaw.

It's a pity, Bendruid, although the goal is to eat and wait for death, but he is an unwavering family of loving wives, for the matter of stopping Jeluka's stupid death, but he has never been confused, shaken, just now, it is just too jealous of King Arthur's fame and legend, thinking of such a terrifying existence, he may stand on the opposite side and become his enemy, and he was temporarily suppressed, and he was a little uneasy and anxious.

He was stared at for several minutes before he heard a faint sigh.

Oh oh oh, is it mature mode again?

"Project Twelve Horsemen...... What do you think? ”

I thought she would announce the answer, whether she was on my side and still on the other side, but unexpectedly, little Arthur asked me such a question that seemed to be off topic.

"Hmm...... Ah, the Twelve Horsemen Project. I scratched my head, pondering the words.

"It's indeed a good plan, some kind of Cheng dù can completely maintain the prosperity of the elf clan forever."

Turning his face to the side, Yu Guang fell on the slender little tuǐ of the little guy on his shoulder, dangling in front of him, observing her movements, paused, and then continued, word by word.

"However, it tried to get Jeluka to die, so, for me, it's just a bullshit plan."

"Is that so? Naah, what a human being who is self-conscious. ”

"Cheng méng compliment."

I shrugged my shoulders and felt that I would not feel ashamed to use my sī here, but on the contrary, if I didn't have sī, I would regret it for the rest of my life.

"It's good that as the prince of the elf race, the future of the elf race is not important at all?" The little guy seemed to be trying to convince me of the look of no sī once.

"The future of the elves is very important, if I can protect it, I will naturally protect it."

I simply stretched out my hand, lifted little Arthur up, solemnly put it in front of my eyes, and stared at her clear, nameless eyes.

"However, in this world, even diamonds can't always shine forever, the success or failure of the elven race, the success or failure of the human race, even the twelve knights, can keep the elf race for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, but what about a little longer? Is it still guaranteed? I, ah, I won't say too much truth, too nice words, I just want to say, instead of relying on the resurrection of the former brave to defeat the demon king, why not re-cultivate a brave? A race that even a brave man doesn't know how to cultivate, and will only blindly rely on the race of his predecessors, is there still dignity at all, and is there a need to protect it? ”

After saying a lot of things that even I was confused about, I couldn't help but have a dry mouth and poured a small gourd.

When I turned around, I saw that the little guy was still staring at me, his eyes sharp, as if he wanted to pierce the depths of my soul.

It was uncomfortable to be stared at by her like this, and there was a vague feeling of exposure to the red luǒluǒ, so I had to raise my hand and surrender.

"Well, actually, it's all nonsense."

With that, the little one's beautiful turquoise eyes purred around, revealing a curious gaze, waiting for me to say something.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

I pretended to moisten my throat, until a sinister look came from the other side, remembering the sharp sword of victory, my neck shrunk, and I hurriedly spoke.

"Stop, I say, I say it."

There was a pause, and the corners of his mouth curled into a gentle smile.

"What bullshit future, it's my business, this kind of thing is for my son and grandson to worry about, I want the present, I want to protect the things in front of me, not the uncertain future, I can't even protect the things in front of me, and dare to show a grandiose face and say that I want to protect the future, such a guy, I promise to see one, kick one to the twin seas to feed the fish, it's that simple."

After saying that, I took another sip of juice and gasped.

Seeing that little King Arthur was stunned, he suddenly thought of these words, and probably scolded her with him, and hurriedly added.

"Oh, it's not you, you're a big hero, who is qualified to say anything to you, don't mind, don't mind." Of course, this explanation is just getting darker and darker, and I'm ready to become a hedgehog.

When I was about to hold my head and beg for mercy, unexpectedly, this little little bit suddenly turned around, sat on the palm of my hand, raised his head with his back to him, and looked at the moon silently.

"That's what he said...... Okay. ”

"What?"

It's not so much that I didn't hear clearly, but that I suspected that I was hallucinating.

"Don't you understand? Ben Ang, the guy who should have been kicked into the Twin Seas to feed the fish. The little one glared back at me.

No...... This one......

"I didn't mean to mean you, and besides, you didn't know the Twelve Horsemen were carrying out this plan at the time, did you?" I stared at each other.

"No...... It's wrong, but it's actually ......."

Taking a deep breath, King Arthur said the truth that shocked me.

"Actually, Ben Aung ...... I was aware of this plan at the time, and although I didn't know about them, I had to use self-sacrifice to accomplish it...... But that doesn't excuse yourself. ”

Atmosphere...... Completely silent, looking at the lost little guy, what should I say at this time? What should I comfort? I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word.

For King Arthur at this moment, any comfort is pale, and if she falls into self-loathing because of this, then no one can redeem her except herself.

"I......" Little Arthur continued to murmur, as if to reveal this secret in one breath, and expose his evil side to the sun.

"I knew about them at the time...... It is necessary to pass on the power of the twelve knights through guò self-harm, so that the elves will always prosper, so ah, I hesitated and wavered at that time, and the future of the elves ...... and between one's own partners...... I didn't stop it in time, otherwise it would ......"

He took a deep breath again: "Actually, I am the most self-conscious guy in the world, treating the elven empire he established with his own hands as a precious child, ignoring other things, and indirectly pushing his partner into the abyss for its future." ”

"Actually......"

I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a gentle wave of King Arthur Jr.

stared blankly at the blood-red full moon in the night sky, and wondered if King Arthur at this time also remembered the twelve companions because of this scenery.

"If ......"

There was a snap and a cold liquid that gently slid off and touched the fingertips.

"If only I had met Nai earlier......

"If I had heard these words earlier......

Muttering like this, King Arthur gently looked back.

Looking back, a little bit of crystalline light like a gem splashed in the air.

The long blond hair of the shawl, dancing with the breeze, obscured half of her face.

For a moment, the face, which was exactly the same as Artoria's, seemed to become blurred, and gradually turned into an unfamiliar face.

It was a face with the same beauty, more majestic, more calm, and confident as Artoria, like the scorching sun in the sky, unreachable, unsightly, and in the face of such a being, there was no other way but to bow down and surrender.

At the same time, there is even more indifference, arrogance, and decisiveness than Sister Sharna's, overlooking a qiēcun zài, which is a kind of strong momentum that can only be condensed by killing hundreds of millions of lives, hidden deep in the heart, once it breaks out, raising the blood-stained sword in his hand, even a demon will tremble.

With the contradictory titles of Queen of Mercy and Queen of Killing, it seems to be a combined and enhanced version of the perfect combination of two completely opposite queen ways, Artoria and Sister Sharna.

This...... Is that the real King Arthur?

Stunned by this beauty and majesty, it took a long time to react.

Maybe...... Indeed, as she said, a qiē will make a difference.

But, alas, there are no ifs in this world.

So, King Arthur, please forgive me for guarding even if I don't hesitate to oppose you, I don't want to follow in your footsteps and regret it when I miss it.

"Nay......"

At some point, little Arthur jumped back on my shoulder and sat down, stretched out his little hand, and gently stroked my cheek, like a blind elephant, trying to confirm and remember something on my face.

Then, she said.

"Yes, yes, qualified, as Benang's mount."

Me: "......"

Ahh

What kind of probationary period do you have to be used as a mount, who can understand my sadness.

"Ben Ang has decided!"

Just as I was in the frustration of my life for the five words of probationary mount, I suddenly heard little King Arthur get up from my shoulder, and announce in a serious and stern voice. RO！。