"Howard, what do you mean by not coming to the king first, but putting the question in a dispensable place! Now in front of you is King Arthur, the king of Great Britain!" Bedewell shouted as he stood in front of King Arthur. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From the moment he entered, he felt Howard's indifference, but he didn't really ignore King Arthur's existence, but wanted to use Char's despicable status to embarrass King Arthur.

However, now that Bedwell had spoken, Howard had no choice but to reluctantly step forward and get down on one knee to greet King Arthur.

"Howard went before the king. ”

There was no hint of modesty or respect in that cold tone.

The huge tent was silent at this moment, and the only sound that could be heard was the breathing of the knights.

And just like that, more than half a quarter passed.

Howard never heard the phrase "get up." This sentence, because it was a half-kneeling posture with his head down, so he couldn't see King Arthur's expression at this moment.

Howard, frowning and unable to figure out the situation, was about to raise his head impatiently, and the words that relieved him finally came from the top of his head with a winter chill.

"Get up...... Howard Thane. ”

Howard, who stood up, saw the golden figure on the throne for the first time, and at this moment she was looking at herself with a cold expression. Although there was not much emotion on that delicate face, no matter who could feel it, she was very dissatisfied with Howard at this moment.

That anger can be seen in the armrest of the hand, King Arthur, who has been neglected to be a king, how angry she is at this moment, but she does not dare to vent her anger easily.

Liwei or revenge?

Howard thought with a disdainful sneer. If I kneel for a few more seconds you will be at peace, if I kneel for a few more seconds you will think you will be able to take back the financial power of the kingdom, if you just let me kneel for a few more seconds you will think that you are standing above the noble alliance. That's ridiculous, oh King Arthur.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about things and forgot that Howard was still saluting. ”

With her head held high, her eyes wide, and her angry expression almost clearly telling the other party that she was doing it on purpose.

"No, it was Howard's honor to be able to kneel for a few more seconds for His Majesty King Arthur, who was born noble. If I could, I would like to kneel by the side of the great King Arthur forever until the destruction of this world. Howard looked up and said with a big smile on his face.

- You rabbit out of nowhere, damn redneck. That's what Howard was thinking.

"-- The military conference is over, Secretary Howard. King Arthur said coldly.

"I know, Your Majesty. But I'm not interested in the military, as you've always seen. I'm here just to meet the genius who can be personally introduced by Lancelot...... What kind of man of God is it? Of course, after all, he is a boy who was born as a wandering knight, and sometimes he is forgiven for not knowing the height of the sky. Howard said.

And his last sentence was clearly aimed at Char.

The eyes of everyone present were once again focused on Char, and everyone stared at him with a bit of inquiry. There is no shortage of playful, mocking, and even hostile ones. And most of them came from the conservative faction who defended the rights and interests of the aristocracy.

To be honest, Char is also quite unpopular among the Knights of the Round Table, especially since he sits directly next to Lancelot with a big grin, and this ability to attract hatred is almost at the level of MAX. Not to mention the knights of the old school, even many knights of the new school are not pleasing to the eye.

Everyone in the Knights of the Round Table is carefully selected to sit at this table, with the exception of Char. It's like those airborne personnel in our modern company, don't want to be high in the ability to attract hatred.

"Who says what a stupid person is. Char suddenly said to Howard without a head.

"What?" Howard didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously said.

"Stupid. It's really obedient. ”

Char shrugged and looked at Howard with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Because Char's speech speed was too fast just now, most people were still analyzing whether the sentence was smooth or not. But as soon as Char's second words came out, everyone suddenly understood that this was simply playing tricks on them.

On the spot, Howard's face became very exciting, as did the group of knights behind him.

At this time, Bedewell, who had always been indifferent standing beside the king, couldn't help but chuckle, and then the knights of the new school all chuckled, and even the corners of King Arthur's mouth seemed to be slightly hooked.

It's an extremely low-level but boring joke, but because it's low-level boring, it seems that people who fall for it are more mentally retarded.

"Hmph, clever!" Howard snorted angrily. "Lancelot, are you looking for this kind of treacherous villain who speaks foul language in front of the king? When has there ever been such a villain who desecrates the glory of knights among the knights of the Kingdom of Great Britain!?"

Lancelot, who was nominated, lazily opened his eyes and glanced at Howard lightly.

“............... yes, when did you start to have it? With that, Lancelot gave Howard a deep look and some of the knights behind him. And it was the knights who saw it at this glance who broke out in a cold sweat behind their backs, but they dared not speak out in anger.

Lancelot continued unhurriedly: "Char is the honored guest that I Lancelot personally acknowledged, personally invited, and then personally arranged for the Knights of the Round Table. If you have any grievances, come to me directly, and I will be in the arena with the spirit of chivalry - to compete with Your Excellency, life and death. ”

A heavy pressure suddenly appeared, weighing heavily on the hearts of each knight.

This is a special skill held by the strongest knights who have trained their spirit and spirit to the peak. If it should be explained, it should be similar to absolute suppression of knights of the same class, but it is of little use to other people of the same class and rank.

For example, Char, who is not a knight but also belongs to the high martial arts level, didn't feel it at all. Because Char is closer to the quality of a warrior than the knight, Lancelot's coercion cannot affect Char in the slightest.

Also unaffected was King Arthur, the king with the red dragon blood and the "dragon might" skill. There is also a person who is Bedwell, whose pure white heart allows him to be protected from all spiritual influences, including coercion.

Oh yes, and Howard wasn't affected either, because his character wasn't anything like a knight who followed the spirit of chivalry.

The others, such as the Twelve Horsemen of the Round Table, were under tremendous pressure, especially the conservatives who were deliberately targeted by Lancelot, and many of them were even on the verge of losing their footing.

And it was at this time that a figure suddenly stepped forward and resisted Lancelot's coercion for a moment.

"Lancelot, you've gone a little too far, even if you, known as the First Knight, don't have the right to increase the number of Knights of the Round Table at will. That is the only king to whom we are allegiated, the right that King Arthur retains. When will you be able to make decisions for the king?"

The person who questioned him was none other than the Second Horseman, Gawain. As a representative of the old faction, if you don't do anything after the representative of the new faction speaks, the internal unity will be shaken. In addition, his strength is the closest to Lancelot, so only he can hold it down here.

"Gawain, are you going to come out without even sharpening your sword?" Lancelot raised his eyelids slightly, with an indifferent expression, and said to Gawain in a tone like an elder reprimanding a child: "You are becoming more and more like a member of a noble family, just now Howard ignored the king, did not immediately ask for peace, but shifted his gaze to unrelated people, you also saw it." So the question is, why didn't you immediately come forward to reprimand Howard at that time, but had to be done by the Eighth Knight, Bedwell?!"

Second Horseman, Gawain. As the first knight, Lancelot will take over as the "strongest" reserve if he dies in battle. According to normal times, the second knight's accusation is to maintain the dignity of the king, and he can rebuke him by force when necessary. Unlike the first knight, which is a simple symbol, the second knight often has more responsibilities to bear, which is also a hone to be able to inherit the name of the first knight in the future.

However, today Gawain was obviously derelict in his duties, and he was replaced by the eighth knight, Bedwell, and there were a full six knights in the middle, which has to be said to be a very humiliating thing.

"I ......"

Gao Wen felt ashamed in his heart, and was naturally speechless.

Lancelot looked at him even more coldly, and his heart became more and more disappointed in his colleague.

――In the choice between King Arthur and the nobles, Gawain is getting closer and closer to the nobles. Lancelot slowly closed his eyes and thought with a frosty expression.

"Since it's someone Lancelot recognizes, then naturally we won't say anything more. It's just that I hope that the one over there won't let us down in the future. Especially in these conditions!" After saying that, Howard didn't bother to stay any longer. Now he can also see that Lancelot is determined to protect Char, and no matter how much they try, they will definitely touch the nail.

Now that the big war is imminent, Howard is not so bored, always staring at an outsider, and the troops in Great Britain have complained a lot about him recently, so it is not suitable to continue to make extraneous troubles at this time.

And since they all came to see and saw what kind of person Char was, Howard was not interested in staying. What's more, he looked down on Char at all, thinking that Lancelot must have looked away this time. So after a few words, it disappeared like the wind when he came.

However, his arrival gave everyone a hint.

That is, whether it is the lower class of Great Britain, or the upper class, or even the middle class, there are obvious signs of division. This division was small from the grassroots soldiers, to the knightly class, and as high as the rivalry between the royal power and the nobility, and almost all of Great Britain was about to be torn in half by this storm of division.