My Knights of the Round Table

Even Arthur was a little confused to get so much money all at once.

Seeing that King Rodgrens insisted on refusing several times, he did not continue to refuse and accepted it.

Just leave it to Guinevere when the time comes.

Guinevere also wore a black veil.

Even though she rarely appeared, every time she appeared, she would cause a stir, almost more famous than King Rodgrens.

Without him, it's so beautiful.

It's as if Arthur is in his own capital, as long as he appears on the street, he will be recognized, so he has to wear a hood all the time there.

The girl first took Arthur for a long walk on the street.

The frail girl was full of energy at this time. After walking for a long time, Arthur was a little tired, but she still looked very excited.

He took Arthur all the way to a shop that looked very beautiful.

There is a very beautifully carved human figure at the door of the shop.

Wearing a pure white princess dress, with a gentle smile on her face, she looks very beautiful, like a holy goddess.

Arthur glanced at the statue, then turned to look at Guinevere.

That statue was herself.

"You did it?"

"I'm not that good. Grandma Rose made it for me. She's amazing. She's a very kind old lady."

The girl stuck out her tongue and said happily.

After the engagement was made and the veil separated her, Arthur could feel that she was obviously much bolder, and now she dared to take the initiative to do many actions that she was afraid to do before.

Take the initiative to shake Arthur's hand, take the initiative to hug him and stick to his expression.

It's a little less quiet than before, and a little more lively, but it's very cute.

"go in."

The girl said, holding Arthur's arm and leading him into the house.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see what it looks like inside.

In the large room of hundreds of square meters, four wooden solid platforms are used as the foundation, placed around and in the middle, and the top is separated by transparent glass, and there are beautiful handicrafts placed inside.

There are carvings made of different types and colors of wood, as well as exquisite sculptures made of stone, copper or other various materials.

At this time, there were already some people watching from all over the room, some came alone, but most of them were young men and women who came together.

Several young or middle-aged men dressed as apprentices were introducing them to them.

As soon as Guinevere and Arthur entered, an old woman walked over.

Looking at Guinevere who was holding Arthur and wearing a black veil, her eyes were puzzled, as if she was wondering if she knew the person in front of her.

"Grandma Rose, it's me."

Guinevere lowered her voice, and greeted her very lively and happily.

"Guinevere."

His voice was old and kind at the same time, and there was a smile on his wrinkled face.

His eyes turned to Arthur, looking at this handsome young man with some doubts in his eyes.

"Who is this?"

"Arthur, Arthur Pendragon."

Guinevere hugged Arthur's arm tightly, with an indescribable pride in her tone.

......

Hearing that name, Rose was visibly taken aback.

He looked at Arthur with a puzzled expression.

"Is that Arthur from Camelot?"

"Correct."

"Grandma Rose, I'm only telling you about this, don't tell anyone else."

As she spoke, Guinevere stuck her whole body against Arthur's body.

It was looking at Arthur's words, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Don't be angry."

He whispered to Arthur again.

The voice was pathetic and full of flattering undertones.

Arthur rubbed her head with the other hand helplessly.

"fine."

"Hee hee, Arthur is the best."

As the girl said, she raised a small hand under the veil, tiptoed to approach Arthur's face, and secretly kissed him.

Then he hurried back to hold Arthur's arm tightly with both hands again.

Before the veil was completely off, her face turned red visibly.

Seeing Guinevere's appearance, Rose was also a little dazed, and then laughed happily.

"No, no, old lady, I'm not a big mouth."

As he spoke, his respectful eyes fell on Arthur.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Arthur also said quickly.

Seeing Arthur's handsome appearance and gentle and kind demeanor, Rose nodded in satisfaction and asked curiously.

"Are you two getting married?"

"Yeah!" Guinevere responded happily.

"That's really a happy event. When I plan to announce it, I'll be ready."

"In a few years, I'll marry her when I'm done with some things," Arthur said.

"Wish I could see it."

Rose nodded with a gratified expression on her face.

"I will! Then I will bring my children to see you, and let you teach me and Arthur's children as you taught me before."

Guinevere's voice was getting softer and weaker, but she was extremely firm.

"Good good."

Rose smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"What are you going to play today?"

"I want to get the ring right."

"Arthur, what do you want to do?"

Guinevere said without hesitation, and then turned her gaze to Arthur.

With a hint of prayer, I hope he can play with me for a while.

When Arthur heard this, his eyes swept around the room.

For the first time, he really didn't know what he could do.

"Or, let me make a wood carving."

After thinking about it, he still said.

When he was bored at home, he would often chop a section of trees with a sword and carve a wood carving. After a long time, his skills were not bad, and the carvings of dogs, Kai, and the like were pretty good-looking.

"Okay."

Guinevere said happily.

"Then I'll take you in."

As the old man spoke, he summoned a young man in apprentice clothes to give some instructions, and then came back and led the two of them up to the second floor.

After going up to the second floor, Rose led the two of them to the door of a room with ease.

Guinevere said goodbye to Arthur, and then went into the room alone.

Only Rose and Arthur were left.

"Please come with me."

Rose led Arthur towards the distance.

The corridor is very long, and it seems that the shop owner is also very rich.

But if you don't have money, you can't drive something that doesn't seem to make money at all.

Just as he was thinking, Rose, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

"Do you like Guinevere?"

Turning around, the originally cloudy eyes were not clear, and the old voice carried a hint of questioning.

"well enough."

Arthur nodded.

Rose looked at Arthur, who always looked very gentle, with complicated eyes, and hesitated for a while before speaking slowly.

"My lord King Arthur, I may be a talkative old man, but I still want to tell you something."

"I watched that child grow up. Not long after she was born, her mother passed away. That child didn't even know what her mother looked like."