Chapter 1,369 Is a Fight a Kiss? Is Scolding Love?

"I'm telling you, little guy... Oh! You guy, you can't wait for others to finish their words before stabbing... No, stabbing people is simply wrong. Please don't do this as a majestic King Arthur in the future. What a cruel act!”

As soon as I finished speaking, my forehead was pierced by a ray of white light. I covered the wound that kept spurting blood and began to preach to the little King Arthur across from me in a serious voice.

"A disciple of Wu Li, you are a disciple of Wu Li, you don't need to be particular."

The little guy raised the sword of victory in his hand high, like waving a flag, and shouted in a childish voice.

"Hmph, that's right. I'm only so rude to those who don't need respect."

After being told this, my anger level rose steadily, and in an instant it reached a state of full groove flame that could be used to cast three super-kill secrets.

"You dare to be so arrogant even if you are a mere mount." A sharp look flashed in the cute eyes of little King Arthur.

The surrounding air suddenly became several times heavier. The biting frost and ice wind blew by, blowing the clothes of me and little King Arthur. The sky was moving, the ground was moving, the clouds were moving, and the wind was moving. , she and I were moving, only looking at each other, the fierce exchange of sparks in our eyes did not waver in the slightest.

I don’t know when, I already held the cross pendant in my hand, and turned into bear eyes again! Beep beep beep! The shape of beep beep beep.

Please note that I definitely did not replace it with Beep Silence because I forgot the name I gave before and found it too troublesome. Yes, Beep Beep is actually Ben Druid's true form.

Suddenly, the heavy atmosphere that could be heard as a needle dropped suddenly became turbulent and unpredictable. Countless lightning-like white lights flashed through it in an instant. When the dust settled, the winner was announced.

That's right, for real masters to compete, they don't need to fight for 300 rounds. With just one move and one second, the victory or defeat is decided.

As a prodigal dog, I had the last thought before my consciousness was overwhelmed by the sea of ​​pain from the punctures the size of red dots all over my body.

Sitting elegantly on the exclusive throne, little King Arthur took the tea respectfully handed over from Jeluka, and sipped it with an indescribable calmness.

Where a cup of her size came from is a mystery.

"It's so peaceful."

After a few sips of hot tea, little King Arthur narrowed his eyes comfortably and looked into the distance.

Compared to hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the Dark Continent was rampant with monsters and chaos, the scenery at this moment undoubtedly felt like peace that she had never experienced before. Even the war caused by the invasion of hell today, compared to her In that chaotic and barbaric era of blood, where strong men were as strong as clouds, they were all nothing compared to the mighty witch.

If it were placed hundreds of thousands of years ago, characters like the Three Demon Gods, who are neither small nor big, would have to be careful even if they ventured into the Dark Continent, for fear that they would accidentally encounter their deadly enemy and start a chase. In the section of killing thousands of miles, at that time, even the strong men at the top of the six-winged pyramid fell from time to time.

"Yes, the tea I brewed is good. It tastes better than the tea made by Lance." King Arthur praised it lightly.

At this time, Artoria finished her training and walked steadily from the opposite side.

Glancing around, Arturia couldn't help but smile when she saw someone lying on the ground in a large shape, motionless like a corpse, and the old-fashioned King Arthur sitting on his head, drinking tea.

"The relationship between His Majesty King Arthur and Fan...is getting better and better."

I don’t know what kind of foolish thinking she had, but seeing this situation, she actually said such seemingly irrelevant words.

"Humph, Alto, don't talk nonsense. Ben Ang doesn't want to have a good relationship with this idiot."

Little King Arthur raised his head proudly, as if to hide something, and stabbed down with the sword of victory in his hand one after another.

Phew~~Puff~~

Suddenly, there were several thin blood-red fountains around her.

"only……"

She seemed to have thought of something after a pause in her hand, and her expression showed infinite nostalgia.

"This idiot... reminds Ben Ang of the situation when he first met Tracy."

"Is it an encounter with the Red Dragon Queen Offinglam Tracy?" Arturia's curiosity arose after hearing what little King Arthur said.

"That's right." Little King Arthur nodded, looking excited.

"When I first met Tracy, we were strangers to each other. After being defeated by Ben Ang, she was not convinced and kept issuing challenges. After fighting, she became Ben Ang's partner."

As if recalling that period of history, little King Arthur's smile was full of warmth and nostalgia.

"Not only Tracy, but several of the Twelve Knights are also like this, and they don't know Ben Ang until they fight."

Could it be that this little guy is the legendary magic cannon girl who used magic cannons to create a huge harem?

A certain corpse pretending to be dead complained loudly in his heart.

"Teacher Merlin, Ben Ang's twelve knights, and Tracy, together with the Elf Empire, are Ben Ang's most precious treasures."

The little King Arthur who spoke with a faint smile gave people a dazzling brilliance, as if the greatest hero in the legend jumped out of the book and appeared in front of him. It was so real. Flesh and blood.

"Being able to look at each other and fight side by side with these people, Ben Ang has no regrets in his life."

Oh oh oh, why is this little guy so tall at this moment? It seems that what is above my head is not a mi you life that is less than a foot tall, but a mountain ten thousand feet high. It makes my head heavy and my body light. There is a mountain in my heart. He looked up with a feeling of admiration, and then had a strange feeling in his heart that it was his honor to have her sit on his head.

No, I can’t think about it anymore, and I definitely can’t take the first step towards that terrifying realm!

"There are three regrets."

I heard the little guy's voice rang again, and it was deeper and more serious than before. Although the ending tone still had a childish "da" sound, it surprisingly made people feel mature and wise.

I must be hallucinating.

"First, it failed to prevent them from dying."

This sentence is like a heavy hammer, hammering into the hearts of the three of us at the same time. He is not King Arthur. Even a few of us feel a pang of regret in our hearts every time we think of the Twelve Knights voluntarily sacrificing themselves and choosing to pass on the legacy.

As a close friend of the Twelve Knights, the regret and remorse in King Arthur's heart is even more conceivable.

"Second, it failed to realize the dream of Utopia."

Changed from the sadness and sorrow just now, these words are sonorous and powerful, swallowing mountains and rivers, as if we see the heroic, rebuking and invincible King Arthur.

"Third..."

At this point, her tone paused, but it made us curious.

The first and second points can be thought of, which is really a regret for King Arthur in his life. The third point is beyond our expectation.

"Friendship, family affection, and the love of the world, I dare not say that I have experienced it, but I also understand it, but love..."

After finishing speaking, he sighed with infinite regret.

But when King Arthur lowered his head and sighed, he didn't notice that the figures of Artoria and Jeluka, who were sitting firmly, tilted slightly.

The body of the mount beneath her also trembled like a corpse.

According to the contents on those stone tablets, King Arthur's understanding and persistence of love are indeed beyond the scope of normal people. It is not an exaggeration to even describe it as an electric wave. It is best not to expand on this topic in depth.

Besides, this guy is really wasteful, so wasteful. He obviously has a treasure mountain, but he doesn't know it, and he wants to envy and look for a small stone in someone else's hand.

As long as the mind is more open-minded, secular concepts and moral integrity will probably be nothing more than clouds in the eyes of King Arthur.

If you think about it this way, doesn't there actually be thirteen love interests around her? Damn it, even the winners in glgme don’t have so many excellent choices around them.

Back then, there were only twelve princesses who made the otakus envy and bite into countless handkerchiefs.

The most damning thing is that with the loyal and admiring hearts of these thirteen people, she can fully open the harem without facing the inability to save and the damn setting of the second week and having to painfully choose one of the thirteen.

We have such rich resources but don't cherish them. If I hadn't considered that this guy is a woman, I would have burned her at the stake.

Phew~~Puff~~

While I was gnashing my teeth in my heart, a strange and unsettling sound suddenly came from my head, as if something was constantly draining from my brain, and my head suddenly felt a light and empty feeling.

I hope it’s not about IQ.

I recited the multiplication formula silently in fear, and then breathed a sigh of relief when I found that there was no disagreement.

It's okay, okay, as the saying goes, don't pick up a virgin, and don't lose your IQ. I've already suffered from the former.

When the things drained from my head flowed down my forehead, and Ran's vision turned red, I was sure that it was actually blood.

It won't work if you bleed too much, you bastard! ! !

I sat up suddenly and shook the little guy off my head.

"Idiot mount, it's unqualified, it's unqualified!"

Although she was suddenly thrown away, how could such a thing happen to the little King Arthur? She turned over gracefully in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground. Her posture was extremely graceful, as if she had jumped down from above. generally.

Then he pointed his sword at me and shouted.

"Shut up, you have the nerve to tell me why you stabbed my head for no reason. My head provoked you." I covered my bruised and bleeding head, crying without tears.

"It's this idiot who is saying bad things in his heart. He is saying bad things about Ben Ang. It's very disrespectful." The golden hair on his forehead was swaying. Like a judge, this little guy pronounced the sentence on me with a very confirming tone. crime.

Sorry, I forgot that her golden hair has such a ferocious function.

I secretly clicked my tongue, but refused to admit it.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. What evidence do you have? Could it be that you know how to read minds?" I looked at her condescendingly, with unspeakable contempt in my eyes, and of course a deeply hidden guilty conscience.

"What Ben Ang said is evidence." I originally thought that she would struggle to find some evidence, but she didn't expect to say such domineering words directly.

"You tyrant." I couldn't help but lift the table.

"Long-winded, long-winded, long-winded, even a mere mount dares to be so arrogant." Little King Arthur jumped three feet high, and the toothpick-sized sword of victory in his hand danced with a whirring sound, and the white light continued.

"Hmph, hum hum..." I raised my half-sunken face and stared at the other person with a gloomy look.

"Wherever there is resistance, there is resistance. Today I will let you, little one, see how proletarian I am..."

"Hey." One stab!

Before he finished speaking, his knee was already struck by a sword.

"Oh, oh, you guys are actually playing sneak attacks. Are you still considered King Arthur?"

"Naisu, you idiot, you idiot, the battle has already started. You are still blabbing, you verbose idiot, you idiot." I was answered by countless crisscrossing swords and swords.

"Haha...haha...hahahaha...very good, very good. You have succeeded in irritating me. Feel honored. In this world, I can't count the number of people who can irritate me. You You should feel honored... Oh oh oh, you bastard, stabbed me again, stabbed me again, you will die if I say a word, you bastard!"

"Idiot, what a verbose idiot..."

Although Arturia wanted to correct it, she should be able to count on ten fingers, but these two people were completely immersed in another world, a world that did not belong to her.

At times like this, just smile.

Arturia and Zeluka picked up their teacups in unison and stared at each other from afar.

"The relationship between Fan and His Majesty King Arthur...is really good."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"The weather is so nice..."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

"Today I'm going to let you see what it means to retaliate in the same way as someone else, and taste what it's like to be defeated by your own knight's unique moves. Erufacia-chan gives me strength!!"

I clenched my fists and made a gesture like a small universe exploding. The sky suddenly darkened, and the earth was trembling with the power I was about to show.

Let me show you one-tenth of my power... no, one percent of my power.

"Rumble————!!"

Several bolts of lightning fell from the sky, hitting the person in a certain small universe explosion, adding to the power. ro! .