Chapter Ninety-Five: The Roof Leak Happened to Rain Overnight
Mordred is secretly grieving with Tristan, who has been forcibly pulled into a strong man, to help "Little Tadpole" find his mother.
At the same time, the castle in the center of the royal capital was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.
Artoria sat on her throne with a gloomy face, Merlin standing quietly beside her.
The number of knights who gathered together last night was much less. Knights only have the opportunity to get together during large gatherings, and in normal times, the knights have their own tasks. Of course, the Knights of the Round Table with a higher rank and a fiefdom also have the responsibility of garrisoning the territory.
"......," Merlin was silent for a moment before he stepped forward to King Arthur and said, "The Saxons seem to have crossed the ocean again." Their numbers will increase, but they will not decrease. ”
"It's really picky, and it's already very difficult to deal with the imminent invasion of Rome. Damn the Saxons, taking advantage of this moment..."Artoria gritted her teeth and resented.
The house leak happened to rain overnight!
Barren Britain reached the bottom line by paying for a war alone. Now the invasion of the Saxons has undoubtedly increased the burden on the people again. The already sparsely populated Britons will collectively pay for the two wars to come.
[I'm afraid that before the enemy comes, Britain itself will be crushed first. Thinking of this, Artoria looked even more bitter, and she asked, "Who is guarding the south now?" ”
Merlin thought for a moment and replied, "It's Tristan and Bedwell." ”
Hearing the names of these two people, Artoria temporarily relieved her heart: "If it were them, it should be able to last for a month with the current supplies." ”
Merlin smiled and replied, "Ahh I'm sorry for Beddy, but it's not a bad combination. ”
Accustomed to Merlin's out-of-the-box nature, Artoria retorted, "Merlin. Please revise your statement, Secretary Tristan has always been very serious. It's just that his sensibility is too poetic compared to people, and he always seems desperate to comfort the opposite sex. ”
"Yo~ I didn't expect the king to have such a high opinion of Tristan~" Merlin quipped, and then she revealed a fact: "Is that enough?" I heard that the Saxons have come out of their nests this time, vowing to regain the territory you occupied before you drove out Britain. Only Tristan and Bedwell are still a little thin. ”
"Then let's put Mordred together." But as soon as the words came out, Artoria regretted it again. She tapped her fingers lightly on the handle of the throne, as if wondering if sending Mordred out was the right decision.
"Yes, she is the only one who can be free at the round table." Merlin lamented: "Whoever let her join late, in terms of merit is not enough to accept the fief." After all, these are extraordinary times, and every knight must guard his territory. Speaking of force, he is also a powerful knight who is in no way inferior to Lancelot. It's just right to exclude her. ”
"Then let's do it." Artoria made up her mind.
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"Ahh Mordred, who was helping the little girl find her mother, sneezed.
"Do you have a cold?" Tristan was taken aback by her.
"Maybe—" Mordred touched his head.