Dimensional Medicine King

So in his view, this is his punishment, and he will always accept the inner torture without being able to escape.

He 'sees through' the opponent's thoughts, but he is still willing to be punished because he deserves it.

He was brought up by the goddess of the lake since he was a child. After he was defeated by the opponent before leaving Avalon and came to the castle, he became the opponent's knight. Although he caused a lot of trouble because of his personality, most of them were with him. It has something to do with his bohemian life attitude, but he respects the other party from the bottom of his heart, it's just... once some mistakes are made, there is no possibility of redemption.

The complicated eyes of the other party, the shocked and hateful gazes of his colleagues, obviously more than ten months have passed, but they are still vivid in his memory. This will be his eternal nightmare and will accompany him for the rest of his life.

And besides this, what made his heart hurt even more was that the woman he loved was also punished for it.

Although the relationship with his wife and son is not good, it can even be said to be indifferent, but the death of his son still brought about a lot of changes in him, and it was during this period that he met the other party, and the tenderness of the other party made him unconsciously Indulging in it, when he found out that there was no way to retreat...

For him, he doesn't regret being with the other party, the only regret is that he got to know the other party too late.

But even so, he knew what an unforgivable crime he had committed.

The desire to be punished can be said to be the meaning of his life at this time.

Since coming to this church, his life has completely entered a closed loop, living and accepting the condemnation in his heart until the arrival of death.

It's just that today he didn't know why he felt extremely irritable, and he couldn't sleep on the hard bed in the church anyway, so he chose to go out for a stroll, and then he saw this strange little shop.

At first, he just felt strange, but when the strong boss appeared, he had already guessed the answer.

'This man should be Gao Wen's subordinate, right? '

He has never forgotten the complex and sad look in his king's eyes before he turned and left, and he has long been firm in these dozen or so lives that "the torment in my heart is the punishment given to me by the other party." this inference.

In this case, the other party is unnecessary and will not send someone to monitor him, so who will send someone to monitor him?

Undoubtedly, there is only one answer—Gao Wen.

The two used to be backups of the strongest knights in the Knights of the Round Table. The reason why they were backups was because everyone agreed that the king they served was the strongest knight in the order, and the two had been fighting for it. With the 'second' identity.

He is unrestrained, gentle and refined; he and his family are full of gaps, while the other party is a brother and friend; the other party is called the strongest knight under the sun, and he is known as the sword circle that no one can break through him... …

Apart from being similar in strength, the two are almost completely opposite in every aspect, but even so, the two have a sufficient understanding.

But it is precisely because of this tacit understanding that the other party hates him so much after he "seduces the princess to betray the oath", right?

He is not surprised by the other party's hatred, or he understands it very well, because if the other party did such a thing, he would do the same, but it is a pity that the person who betrayed the oath and the tacit understanding between the two... was him.

That's why when he realized that he was being watched, he was shocked at first, then smiled wryly, and finally everything calmed down.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

There was no extra sound, and if his five senses were not sensitive enough, he would not have even noticed that the other party had put food in front of him.

But then he looked at the plate in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Freshly baked brown bread, steaming milk, bright jam, golden bacon, shaking eggs...

He naturally smelled the food before, but he originally thought that it was prepared by the other party for himself, or even for the little girl who kept peeking at him for some reason, but... why was it for him?

"I just ordered black bread."

"These are my invitations to you."

Looking at the smile on Lan Si's face, Lancelot was not at all happy. After all, for him, if he really wanted to improve his food, he could go hunting wild animals, but he chose to always eat black meat that was delivered regularly. Bread, those are hard like rocks.

why is it like this?Is it because there is no choice?

No, because he chose this path.

He chose to atone for his sins through self-torture, even though he knew that the crimes he committed could not be redeemed at all, but only in this way could he feel a little better inside.

Desire to torture his heart, but also hope to feel better, is undoubtedly a very contradictory idea, but it is also the best portrayal of his heart now.

So he does not intend to accept the other party's 'charity'.

Lan Si on the other side noticed Lancelot's expression————

Silent and firm, he knew that his own explanation just now obviously couldn't convince the other party, but the good news is that he didn't have extra thoughts.

"Guest, you give me a familiar feeling, but you can't tell where it is. These... just count them as gifts from me."

Silently staring at Lan Si for a while, Lancelot saw from Lan Si's eyes that the other party was serious, so he simply stopped thinking about the other party's reason that sounded like when he struck up a conversation when he was young .

As for why it was young?Later, when the strength of striking up a conversation increased, there was no need for this simple method.

But no matter it's true or not, he doesn't intend to accept Lan Si's kindness...

Looking at Lancelot who lowered his head and grabbed the black bread, Lan Si didn't say much, just bowed slightly and stepped aside.

Although he still didn't recognize the other party, he had figured out what was going on with that strange sense of familiarity in the kitchen.

The man in front of him looks a bit like Kariya Matou after going hysterical...

Chapter 42 Sour Memories

He didn't use the bread knife on the dinner plate. As a knight...even if he was a former knight, he didn't like to use these things. After all, he always felt that he was a knight, and he was just a knight. The aristocrats who know fake smiles are quite different.

Holding the black bread sideways, the bread was torn apart with a little force. Maybe it was because the black bread was still warm. He didn't wonder why the bread was so much softer than the 'stone' he usually ate, but when he The familiar sour taste of the bread made him frown slightly, but he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, because this is the taste he is familiar with...

"boom!"

Accompanied by the deafening crashing sound, and the dim candlelight could not reach the dark corner, a man lowered his head silently. He raised his head slightly when he heard the sound of the door, but when he realized that the person coming was not the figure he expected to see Also lowered his head again.

The visitor looked at the appearance in front of his familiar companion, and his expression was extremely complicated, but in the end it turned into pure resentment. He took a deep breath before barely suppressing the anger in his heart.