My Knights of the Round Table

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'bah'

"stop!"

Percival behind him also reacted, and stood in front of Arthur again, staring nervously at Lanmaloch.

The fox on the bed stretched out its pink tongue to lick its own hair, and looked at the three of them with interest in its golden eyes.

"Not only the body, but also the spirit has been enslaved by him?"

Lan Maloch looked at his sister standing in front of him with a sad expression on his face.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.

Parcival, who was originally because of her excessive behavior, was also a little dazed when he heard the words.

Blinking his eyes, it took him a long time to understand the meaning of Lan Maloch's words.

His face flushed instantly.

"It's not what you think."

"He is the person I am loyal to, and now I just pass by here to protect him to go to other places, there is no such relationship at all."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief behind Parcival.

The two sisters were talking and he couldn't get a word in at all.

But the misunderstanding has been resolved.

He didn't continue to say anything, but turned his eyes to Yuzao lying on the bed, his eyes were full of helplessness and reprimand.

But she was turned back by her charming expression that dripped water, and she didn't dare to look at her again.

"Ah...is that so?"

Lan Malloc blinked, his face full of bewilderment.

His face was also rarely reddened.

Only then did I have time to see the layout of the room.

One single bed and one double bed.

There is also a fox who appears to be a maid.

Instantly understanding the reason of the incident, his face became even more rosy, and he quickly retracted the sword into its scabbard.

"Sorry, I was too impulsive."

"She's always been like that."

Parcival also heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at Arthur with a pleading look on his face.

"It's ok."

"Thank you."

"you are?"

"Artolis, from Camelot."

"Camelo?"

Lan Malloc frowned slightly.

Camelot's power is much stronger than her father's.

Even if he wasn't a king, but just an ordinary duke, she couldn't provoke him casually.

but...

"I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of anyone named Artorius in Camelot."

"Just an ordinary Marquis."

Lan Malloc secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there is only one level difference between the Marquis and the Duke, the meaning is very different.

Not to mention the disproportionate proportion gap.

Don't you see that there are countless marquises who want to be promoted to the duke by all means, but only a few people can succeed in the end.

Most of them stayed on the Marquis for the rest of their lives.

"I'm sorry, but Percival is my older sister, the future heir to the position of King Berlino, and cannot be your knight."

"I hope you can make it happen."

"Of course, you can make any request, and my father and I will try our best to satisfy you."

He said it in one breath.

He looked at Arthur very seriously.

Arthur looked at Parcival in a daze.

Heir to the Burinor throne.

He had only heard from Percival that there were some conflicts in her family before, and she ran away from home to serve him if she didn't want to stay at home any longer.

As for the other things, he was completely unclear. He just thought that Parcival was an ordinary nobleman.

King Berlino.

Although it doesn't sound very good, it is comparable to the existence of the top duke in Camelot, and even stronger than that.

And the heir to the throne made himself a knight.

I couldn't help but think of Parcival's starvation and almost dying in Camelot a few days ago.

There is always a sense of incongruity in my heart.

"No, I'm not."

Percival was startled when he heard this, and explained to Arthur with a panicked and dazed expression on his face.

He wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, so he could only turn around and look at Lan Malok angrily.

"What are you talking about?"

"Father obviously likes you, so the throne has nothing to do with me."

"I just want to be a knight under the master's hand. I don't want to compete with you for the throne or other things. Please don't disturb me."

"Is it because of your father and the throne that you ran away from home?"

Ranmallock heard Parcival's words.

It dawned on me.

He stared at her puzzledly, with a hint of anger and disappointment on his face.

"It's not the first day you know what your father looks like? Why do you care about him?"

"It's just because of my father's preference, you don't care about me and leave alone?"

"The throne or something, don't you know me yet?"

"You are my elder sister. You have been taking care of me since I was a child. You still don't know my character?"

"I just want to be a knight for you. I have no interest in managing the country or anything. I won't argue with you about that."

Chapter 123 Chapter 26 The Twins' Birthday

The atmosphere gradually returned to freezing point.

Lan Maloch stared at Parcival angrily, and clenched his hands tightly.

It seemed that if Percival didn't give her a good explanation, Lan Maloch would grab her collar again the next moment.

Parcival was also at a loss for a moment.

Subconsciously took a few steps back, but didn't notice Arthur behind him, and fell directly into Arthur's arms.

Arthur also hugged her subconsciously.

The anger in Ranmaloch's eyes was even worse.

However, Percival did not break free immediately, but leaned against Arthur's arms to feel the warm and reliable feeling, and his brain regained some sanity.

He lowered his head, his voice was much weaker, but he still spoke.

"sorry."

"But I don't want to come back at all now, I just want to be by his side as a knight."

"Feel sorry."

"What about the country my mother loves?! What about me?!"

"Have you forgotten what mother said before leaving?"

There were still some tears in Ranmaloch's eyes.

When he heard his mother, Arthur could also feel the subconscious trembling of Parcival's body in his arms.

Holding her hand tightly, he held her in his arms.

Parcival's body also gradually softened.

"sorry."

"But, sister."