The makeshift camp of the Farin army welcomed three special travelers in the middle of the night, and the rain poured down from the sky showing no sign of stopping.

The three of them drove for an unknown number of miles in the rain, and the mane on the white horse's body was wet and turned gray from the splashing muddy water, and his mouth was still panting, obviously not lightly tired. The clothes on the three of them were tightly clinging to their bodies, and the cold rain was flowing down against their bodies.

"Baron, ..... you," the soldier on guard asked.

"Soldier, tell Master Gandalf and Master Gasolonigo that we are back, and that it is too late today and I will visit you tomorrow. Arthur calmly looked at the soldier in front of him. The rain slipped down his cheeks, but he didn't make the slightest wave.

The soldiers on guard didn't know what was going on and didn't bother to ask. "Yes, Lord Baron. The guards on either side made way for the three of them to let them in.

The three people who returned to the Fallin camp rode slowly on horseback, and the barracks on both sides were neatly arranged in the heavy rain, many soldiers had not yet fallen asleep, and the movement outside alarmed many people who wanted to say a few words when they saw Arthur, but the expression on Arthur's face did not look like a happy look, and he didn't know what unpleasant things had happened in the holy city of Carmellot in the past two days.

Viscount Wayne heard the noise outside, walked to the door of the tent out of curiosity, looked at it, and then looked at the three people who were approaching with annoyance. Damn hillbilly, do you have today, too?" Wayne said silently.

The knights under his command also came to the door and stood behind Wayne, and the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot. You deserve it, why don't you die in Carmelo?

"Father, who is it?" asked Wayne's daughter, Gianna, who was the only one still seated.

"Who else? That hillbilly Arthur, now with the same expression as his dead father, doesn't know what happened in the holy city of Carmelo. Wayne said with a sneer. He spent a lot of money to hire several powerful mages, and he wanted to take advantage of this war to make great achievements, and he might be able to inherit the title and fief of his father-in-law, Earl Jennings, logically in the future, but let Arthur make such a fuss and all the credit for this big war This little baron actually monopolized half of it, how could he not be angry.

As Arthur walked past his tent, Wayne stood inside and sneered. Yin and Yang said strangely. "Baron Arthur, welcome back, why are you making such a mess. ”

Arthur grabbed his horse and squinted at Wayne and the people around him. There was a sheep roasted on top of the fire in the tent, the temperature inside and the outside were simply the difference between winter and spring, and the peculiar aroma of roasted meat came to Arthur's nose along the air, and the three of them had been on the road until now without eating, and when they returned to the camp, they were not relieved, only faintly sad, and now with a hint of anger.

Gianna glanced at Arthur in the tent and hurriedly got up. "Hello, Baron Arthur. I ...... "She didn't want to have a stiff relationship with Arthur."

Arthur didn't listen to Gianna and withdrew his gaze and patted the restless horse lightly. Said to himself. "Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, such a life is perfect. ”

"Wayne, you're a piece of shit, and now you're not even qualified to let me scold you or even do it, and neither does that old dog Jennings. In half a year, the Saya's territory will cease to exist, and if Jennings dares to help you, I will let his territory disappear from the Falin territory. ”

"All these things are of your own making, do not come to me after you die, or I will afflict your soul forever. ”

Arthur glared at Wayne with a cold gaze with murderous intent, Wayne covered his heart and took two steps back and fell to the ground, his heart gasped as if he had been hit hard, and pointed at Arthur on the horse with a red face and anger, and he couldn't say a word in horror, and the look was like a dragon's angry gaze.

Gianna ran to her father's side and helped him up, frowning at Arthur. "Baron, watch your wording. We don't know what's going on with you out there, but please don't take your fire out on others. ”

Arthur just glanced at Gianna quietly and left with Bedwell and Morgan. Gianna frowned and looked at Morgan, who was walking last, and a little bad premonition appeared in her heart.

Back at the Sith Lord's quarter, Arthur turned away all visitors, even the three older lords. The usually elegant and kind Bedwell also returned to the camp without a word, and it was already late, and everyone had to disperse in various ways, waiting for what to say tomorrow. Ranmarlock wanted to talk to Bedwell, but Tristan shook his head at him. "Something may have happened, and now it's better not to bother them. ”

Ranmarok sighed. "We're still too weak to do anything to help. ”

..........

Arthur took a hot shower and changed into clean clothes, and the heavy rain outside had stopped. Arthur walked out of his tent, a little worried about Morgan's state, and prepared to go over and have a look.

The tent between the two was very close, it had just rained, the air was a little damp, and there was no fire in Morgan's tent, it was very cold and dark, and there was a faint figure sitting on the bed, as if holding something in his hand.

Arthur took out the flint from the side, lit the pyre that had been prepared in advance, and lit the tent a lot. Morgan didn't change her clothes, and the rain was still dripping down her body, and she looked flat, ignoring Arthur's meaning, and gently holding the wooden doll between her hands.

"It's hard to believe that Morgan Le Fay, the witch of Avalon, could be so depressed by the death of a little girl, I always thought you were cold, ruthless, and selfish, and I was under the impression that witches should be. Arthur walked over to Morgan.

"Are you here to mock me?" Morgan whispered as he looked at the doll in his hand.

"No, this is the first time I saw you and heard your name, it was very cold that day, and I was a little scared when you changed into a crow, but I don't know why the relationship between the two of us became more and more ambiguous later, probably it has a lot to do with Vivian. You don't look like a queen at all, and you're getting smaller and smaller?"

"Those people died because of me, and you should hate me instead of giving up on yourself. ”

"Are you just going to comfort people like that?" Morgan looked up at Arthur with a cloud in his eyes.

Arthur lowered his head and kissed Morgan's lips gently, and they both collapsed on the bed at the same time. He put his arms around Morgan, and the magic on his body turned into heat to vaporize her damp and cold clothes, and the mist instantly dispersed in the air.

Morgan didn't resist, his eyes closed with a blush on his face, and Arthur felt an opportunity to undo the buttons in front of Morgan with his hands maliciously, and continued to grope forward until he touched the wet, cold, but unusually smooth skin. His nose gasped, ready for his first appearance. Continue upwards to grab the soft flesh on Morgan's chest.......

Suddenly, there was a chill, and a sharp object pressed against his lower body. The evil fire that Arthur had just burst out of was gone in an instant.

"Hey, don't joke about it's dangerous. Arthur raised his hands, and if he didn't stop his hands, he would soon become a eunuch.

"Who are you and me?" Morgan opened his eyes to look at Arthur lying beside him, and the dagger in his left hand was sent forward.

"Those people coming at me will meet after all, I don't know what happened to you in the past, but I want you to calm down. ”

"I'm calm, I want to rest when I go out. Morgan put away his dagger and turned away.

Arthur looked at her back, this woman is really difficult!