The Journey of King Arthur

After solving Dior's case, Artoria quit the chat group. After all, she is the king and there are still many things to manage. It's almost time to play here. It's time to go to the round table knights to ask Camelo's recent situation and question them about the things they have hidden themselves.

However, the members added to the chat group this time really made Artoria helpless and speechless. First of all, it was Dior Brando. Although he was a big villain, he was just an ordinary person now and it was very easy to manage him.

However, the headache is Nayako. I don’t know if she is Nayako in film and television works who loves to make trouble and chase fans or Kamen Riders, or in Cthulhu mythology, Nayalatotip becomes Nayako. As for whether it is a clone or its body, it is unknown, but the probability of being a clone is relatively high.

It would be fine if it was the first type. If it was the first type, there would be no big problem for communicating and helping each other, but if it was the second type...

Artoria thought of the Cthulhu mythology, and felt a headache when she described Nayaratotip. As for the one she said before, who could see the specific examples and levels of the group members in the backstage of the group leader, they were all used to warn Dior. In fact, the group leader did not have this ability at all, and the old group members also knew it. After all, Artoria had asked their level in person. As long as they did not turn on the level display in the group, Artoria would never know their strength.

At first, everyone didn't care about this, and they could help each other if they opened it, but now they have entered Nayaratotip, who is suspected to be the Three Pillar God!

Artoria felt her head hurt.

"What troubles you, my contractor?"

Wang Hassan stood quietly behind Artoria. A blue flame flashed and he appeared in front of Artoria's eyes.

"Nothing is wrong."

Artoria replied with a smile that she didn't want Wang Hasan to know about these things, and even began to quickly change the topic.

"Wang Hassan, how long have you been behind me?"

"When you come back, I will exist."

"It's really you."

Artoria also expressed her feelings at this time, sighing that Wang Hassan is powerful and can discover himself as soon as possible, and hide behind him, secretly protecting himself.

"So if the contractor encounters any difficulties, he can tell me."

"Thank you for your kindness, I understand."

Artoria smiled and answered. Obviously, even if Wang Hassan said so, Artoria still didn't want to answer.

Naiaratotipu's strength is too perverted, and even if it is said, it is useless. In the swimsuit event plot, BB just took an astronomical telescope to look at Naiaratotipu in the starry sky, and gained extremely arrogant power, and could even reach the point where time was constantly reset. However, BB's personality did not change much, and she still liked to make trouble, and there was no sign of going crazy. I have to say that BB's ability to withstand is still quite terrible.

And things cannot be determined, so there is no need to say anything at all.

Wang Hassan did not answer, but was silent. Artoria felt that Wang Hassan's emotions were a little disappointed now, which made her difficult to believe. After all, because she did not express her feelings to Wang Hassan, Wang Hassan would feel lost or something. It was really unbelievable.

Artoria smiled helplessly, and her whole body turned into golden photons. She said to Wang Hassan in a faint way that I want to use the body. Artoria's spirit turned into golden light spots and disappeared into the air.

Wang Hassan quietly watched Artoria's disappearance. After Artoria completely disappeared, Wang Hassan turned into a blue flame and disappeared into the original place.

Back in the dormitory, Artoria quickly got up from the bed and rushed to the ruling hall immediately. However, because Artoria had just returned and had not performed any perception, she just opened the door and rushed out and hit a red-haired archer man who did not want to be named.

His head was pressed against this person's abdomen, and then this person was embedded directly on the wall. He closed his eyes tightly, and he slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. He took out his harp and wanted to play a sad song, but because he was embedded in the wall, the difficulty was too difficult, so he couldn't do it and had to give up.

"Ah~ This is a really exciting and sad meeting! My King, I'm sorry, I can't salute you now..."

"It's okay, Tristan."

Artoria looked at Tristan, who was directly embedded in the wall because of her impact, and showed an awkward expression on her face. She glanced at the round table knights who were kneeling down to her at some point. Artoria quietly moved her perspective away.

"I think you can come out of the wall and take a break now. If there are other people, don't salute them. Come and help drag him out."

“Yes!” ×n

After receiving the instructions, the knights of the round table slowly stood up. Gowen and Lancelot came to Tristan silently, grabbed his clothes tightly, and then pulled them off.

"It's really sad! Fortunately, I'm still wearing armor, otherwise..."

Tristan said in a calm tone, but his heart was completely different from what he thought. Halfway through his words, he lowered his head with some difficulty, and a few tears slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

“It’s so sad…”

"That, Tristanqing, are you okay?"

Artoria looked at Tristan with tears in her eyes and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Wang, I'm fine. Such a minor injury will only be cured in a few seconds."

Tristan raised his arms and shook his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Artoria with a smile, although he had just closed his eyes.

"But I still feel that you feel a little disappointed and sad inside. Can you tell me the reason?"

"My king, do you really want to say it?"

Tristan was stunned for a moment, then asked with an extremely obvious look of worry on his face.

"Tell me, and I will order that when you say this, you will be acquitted, and the other knights of the round table will understand you and will not blame you."

Artoria smiled gently, Tristan felt his whole body beating, his heart was pounding, he covered his heart, looked up, opened his eyes, and said seriously.

"Since this is the king's need, then as a subordinate, I will definitely say... Just now, because the king and I used a lot of strength when they collided, so I didn't have time to feel the wonderful touch between the king and me! So I feel lost... Why are you looking at me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tristan retreated from the feeling that his whole body was sublimated. He looked at the Knights of the Round Table staring at him, and suddenly had an unknown premonition.