The depths of the windless forest are filled with a fluctuating mist.

It's quiet and mysterious, as if no living creature has ever set foot here.

The tall and straight trees blocked most of the sunlight, and a sparse light shone through the branches and leaves of the trees, embroidering a few mottled clouds on the girl's dress.

In front of the girl, there was a knight who stood straight.

The knight with the holy lance in both hands is named Bedwell.

Finally, after a long silence, Bedwell cautiously asked, "Where do you throw the holy spear, my king?" ”

"Whatever! Throw it away! Don't let me see it again! ”

In fact, it has been a while since I woke up, but most of the time I buried my head and didn't say a word, and the knight king didn't raise his head.

"It's... Be! ”

From the tone of his voice, he sensed that the king's mood was not very good, and even the very poor Bedwell did not dare to say more, holding the holy spear, and walked towards the white horse that he was riding not far away.

Although I was very curious about what happened to the king in his dream, it caused him to throw away the holy spear as soon as he woke up! He also ordered himself to quickly throw away the holy spear and said that he would never see the holy spear again for eternity, but at this time, Bedwell really didn't dare to ask.

Bedwell, who still did not know where to throw the holy spear, could only get on his horse because of the king's unquestionable command, and raised his whip to drive the horse away.

Although I don't know what happened to the king in the dream, it must have something to do with the Lancelot and the princess that he said before the dream.

Bedwell thought as he hurried aimlessly and directionlessly.

Could it be that Lancelot guy is the princess in the king's mouth...!

Thinking of this, Bedwell was shocked.

Could it be that Lancelot perfectly copied the previous Queen Guinevere incident with the princess, which caused the king's expression to be so bad!

Lancelot, Lancelot, I'd rather do it!

Did the king provoke you? She's just a cow, right?

Hello, this bite is good, but it's a different person!

was beaten twice, and the king is too pitiful!

Lancelot, in? Can you be a person?

Bedwell silently swore in his heart that if he had the opportunity to meet Lancelot in the future, he would ask for an explanation for the king!

Lancelot, you wait for me!

Bedwell, who had already crossed the hill, did not know that when the sound of the horses' hooves was getting farther and farther away, and it was no longer audible, his king raised his head.

With an expression of shame that could not be seen by others, or that had never appeared before, a face was so red that it was about to drip blood, the corners of the eyes were full of tears of shame, and even the dull hair and ears were dyed with shame.

"That's not me, that's not me..."

The Knight King, who immediately picked up his head, couldn't stop whispering desperate and painful words from his mouth, asking because he remembered what he had done in his previous dream.

Although it is reversed, the memory is preserved.

And because of those who are inhumane, and whose actions seem shameless, they doubt life.

"It's not me who has done so many shameless acts to the princess, it's definitely not me!"

How could he, who is known as a knight among knights, make such a shameless act of demanding from the princess?

That's right, that's definitely not me!

The Knight King is self-hypnotizing himself, but it is clear that his self-brainwashing has not succeeded due to some insurmountable bug.

The bug is: if the shameless woman is not herself, isn't the princess tantamount to betraying herself again? But it is clear that his own princess will never betray herself!

The Knight King, who didn't know what kind of expression he should appear in front of Jian next time, couldn't face his shame for a while......

"Ahh

……

The Nameless Lake, sitting on the edge of the lake, bored with white feet with no foot odor, waiting for Vivian, who was waiting for the arrival of the courier who was hand-picked by the people, the swordsman Bedwell, suddenly, as if telepathic, felt the knight king's desire to die.

Immediately shaken the spirit! I was so excited that I almost exclaimed.

Finally, I've finally arrived!

In order to let Artoria sleep a little more soundly when she goes to Avalon, Vivien has been working on her thighs a lot recently, and after various cares, the comfort as a knee pillow can be said to be invincible in the world!

What is softer than yourself is not as fragrant as yourself, what is more fragrant than yourself is not as soft as your own, and what is fragrant and soft than yourself is not as elastic as yourself!

Looking at the small wooden boat on the lake, Vivien couldn't help but imagine the quiet sleeping face of the other party on her lap when she sent the Knight King to Avalon for a while.

And because of this fantasy, the eyes gradually gentle... No, maybe it's strange or wrong.

It's no wonder, after all, it's the same person in a sense with a certain royal sister, so it's not surprising that he has some inexplicable feelings for the Knight King.

In short, this is also the ultimate chef who has been hidden very deeply and has never been noticed.

Because people have always been hiding at the bottom of the lake.

The sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer broke into her ears, and Vivi was startled.

Is the swordsman here so soon?!

Obviously, I just heard Artoria's words of death through a means similar to voyeurism!

Surprised and delighted, Vivien hurriedly took two deep breaths, and patted Morgan's chest again, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

After suppressing the excitement and the uncontrollable personality or the other side, Vivien quietly dived underwater, silently waiting for the arrival of the swordman.

……

Riding aimlessly, Bedewell suddenly found that he had come to the lake that the king had told him before, and that the white horse under him had stopped because of the end of the road.

Just as she wanted to get around the lake, Bedwell suddenly thought of something.

Since the Holy Sword can be thrown here, is the Holy Spear also okay?

Of course, there is such an idea, not because Bedwell is lazy and wants to find a random place to throw away the holy spear nearby.

On the contrary, Bedewell, who knew that this kind of anti-heaven weapon could not be discarded casually so as not to be picked up and used by someone with a heart, actually wanted to find the most suitable place to return the holy spear!

All with a holy word, it should be feasible, right?

Thinking like this, Bedwell dismounted, hesitated to the lake, got down on one knee, bowed his head, respectfully, and with great trepidation, tentatively handed the holy spear in his hand.

The sound of rushing water sounded, and Bedwell was overjoyed.

Sure enough, as I guessed, this (home) lake (weapon shop), as long as it carries a holy word, is free and unconditionally recycled!

In addition to the holy spear and the holy sword, is there anything else with the holy word?

Just as Bedwell was thinking about it, Bright's white wrist stretched out from under the water, took the holy spear handed by Bedwell's hands, and after three spins in mid-air, he silently dived to the surface.

At this moment, Bedwell, who felt that the holy spear was no longer in his hand, stood up.

Turning and getting on his horse, he set sail with his whip, and hurried in the direction he came, looking extremely comfortable and relaxed, because he thought he had completed a task given by the king perfectly!

At the same time, Vivian, who was hiding under the surface of the lake because she was too excited to notice what was wrong at the first time, had a tactile sense that could be put on the line.

Ay? Wait a minute, something seems wrong.

This feels a little wrong.

How does this holy sword feel like a spear?

Puzzled, Vivien, who looked down, realized that the one she had just received was not the holy sword that she had given to the Knight King through her own hand at all!

In the past, a magician who was a dream demon human hybrid who longed to break his body into pieces had brought Artoria a secondary weapon, the Holy Spear Lengominiade!

Immediately, he was angry.

Bedwell, are you a pancake?

What are you doing here? Garbage dump?!

Do you have to set up a wooden sign by the lake that says it's only about the holy sword business?

Furious, Vivien threw the holy spear out of the lake without even thinking about it!

The Holy Spear leapt out of the water and streaked a graceful parabola through the air......

Finally inserted in front of Bedwell's horse.

Because of the holy spear that fell from the sky, and landed right in front of him and plunged deep into the ground, the white horse was frightened, and if it were not for Bedwell's superb horsemanship, he was afraid that he would have turned on his back.

It is worth mentioning that in the neighing of the white horse because of the frightened horse, Bedwell seemed to hear a roar from the woman mixed with it:

I don't care about you! Change the sword and come again!

After completely appeasing his old companion who had been fighting with him for half his life, Bedwell dismounted, and with a subtle expression, pulled out the holy spear with a fat fish on the body.

By the way, this is actually an innocent fish that has been implicated.

I was carefree and spitting bubbles on the surface of the water, when suddenly, something resembling a harpoon pierced from underwater!

And then ......

There is no then.

If it could speak, the fish would have cursed.

Nuan Nuan, I really don't play cards according to the routine, the harpoon is not from the water, but from the water!

There are you, abominable humans!

……

"Why didn't you throw away the holy spear as I ordered?" Seeing the holy spear in the hand of the returning Bedwell, the Knight King frowned slightly and asked in the king's tone.

In addition, during the short time spent alone in the forest, the Knight King had gradually suppressed that shame.

Although it still looks a little red-faced, it's just red-faced.

Then, Bediwell interpreted a different answer from the red face of his own king.

The king was really angry, and his face was red!

And it must be because of Lancelot's bull about the princess!

Lancelot, you wait for me, I Betywell swear, I will die in this life, and I will find you to ask for an explanation for my king!

"Uh... Well, the main reason is that you didn't tell me... Ah, no, I forgot to ask you where to throw it, so I returned, after all, the holy spear is not an ordinary weapon, if you throw it away at will, if you get it by someone with a heart, it may cause unnecessary trouble. ”

Only then did he remember that he really didn't tell the other party where to throw the holy spear, and the knight king's expression immediately eased a little.

"Oh, I see, it's me who blames you, the true posture of the Holy Spear According to Merlin, it is a tower that ties the skin of the world, and it really can't be easily put into the hands of others."

"Where should I return it?"

Because of the knight's questioning, the knight king fell into memory.

"Once, in order to defeat the Humble King Votiggen, Merlin led me to get it, and that was ......"

Mutter~~

The very abrupt stomach scream made the atmosphere between the two suddenly delicate. Of course, it's only the Knight King who is embarrassed, after all, as a member of the Knights of the Round Table, Bedwell is no stranger to this kind of voice, and his own king is always hungry, which belongs to the consensus among the Knights of the Round Table who will not say it openly.

"What, didn't the princess prepare food for you this time?"

I still remember the time when I woke up before, when the king himself revealed what happened in his dream, he praised the food prepared by the princess for him.

Because of the knight's words, the knight king, who once again recalled this dream trip that he did not want to recall, once again red ears on the ground.

Still eating? That shameless woman (the reversed self) is full of thoughts about eating the princess! How can you want to eat normally!

Facing the Knight King with a blushing face, a complicated expression, and even a bit of gnashing of teeth, Bedwell thought of a possibility!

That's this dream trip, and I'm so angry that I forgot about something as important as eating!

Lancelot, you damn it!

Look at what has become of Wang Qi, and forget about his appetite!

Who, then, you wait for me, when the king's dream journey is completely drawn, it will be when I, the king of Bediwell, ask you for an explanation!

"Wang, why don't you return the holy spear a little later, and then I will bake a fish for you to cushion your stomach?"

Bedwell asked tentatively, and held up the big fat fish in his hand.

！

Dully hair straightened instantly.

The Knight King looked up and pretended to be reserved, don't forget to put cumin and chili noodles, and the Knight said that those things really didn't exist.

Just as the knight picked up the firewood and prepared to grill the fish, Lancelot, who was far away in the French territory, was full of sadness and entanglement.

The spies reported the news that the battle between the Knight King and Kamran had come to an end, and only a mountain of corpses remained at the scene!

And, it seems that Bedwell has gone.

Lancelot's face, who was pacing back and forth, was full of confusion, because he felt that the sneeze he had just made must have something to do with the Knight King!

Perhaps, the dying king is talking about himself!

Most likely, the king wants to see him for the last time!

Hanging on my last breath, I want to see myself!

What to do?

Do you want to go, the greatest sinner in Britain?

Go for it, it seems to be quite embarrassing.

Because this time, the knight king was originally here to himself, but when he learned that his home was stolen halfway, he quickly whipped back.

In addition, he seems to be on the wanted list of the whole of Britain, and the portrait hangs in the streets and alleys of Britain, and this handsome face of crime will be recognized once it appears in Britain!

But if he didn't go, Lancelot, who was the chef of the twisted king, couldn't sit idly by at the thought of the scene where the king was hanging his last breath and muttering his name in a daze.

Crisis is the catalyst of intelligence, and in the midst of extreme entanglement, Lancelot suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Isn't it possible to disguise yourself (change your face)?

Thinking of this, Lancelot immediately prepared.

Well, just take a look at it yourself from a distance, just a glance!

In addition, in addition to Lancelot, the other, a certain fairy "girl" who lives in the lake, is very entangled like the previous Lancelot.

Vivien, who wanted to know what was going on and what Artoria was doing now, had been used by the other side of herself (Morgan) to lure herself into using a magic trick similar to a water mirror to listen to the Knight King's voice.

"Shut up!" By the lake, Vivien, who was covering her ears, tried her best to suppress the other personality who wanted to come out, "I won't go out of Kangkang because of the bewitchment of this vicious woman!" ”

That said, but Vivien was moved by her other self in her heart, and she had a wonderful urge to rush to Artoria's side and see for herself what was going on in Cancan......

You and I are just different sides of the same person, so am I really good?

Facing the voice that sounded from the bottom of her heart, Vivian immediately shook her head like a rattle: "Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba chants!" ”

In short, it seems that it can still suppress Morgan for the time being, and it can barely resist Morgan's bewitchment, but I don't know how long it can last......

(End of chapter)