My Knights of the Round Table

Soon, he returned to Camelot without any danger, and did not encounter any large-scale obstacles along the way.

but...

Arthur had just handed over the army of the Knights and Lancelot to Gawain, and returned to the castle alone.

Just as he stepped into the gate of the castle, a maid stopped him before he saw anyone else he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Your Majesty, someone is looking for you."

......

The reception room of the castle.

Looking at the two girls in front of him, Arthur was still a little confused.

One is an elf-like girl with long red hair and a soft face, and the other is a beautiful and gentle blonde girl.

They are all beautiful girls, and their appearance is perfect even among nobles.

Arthur naturally remembered some, and recalled some vague memories in his mind.

"Isolde and... Tristan?"

"Why did you come here?"

Arthur's expression was still a little embarrassed.

After all, I lied to them before, and I didn't tell them my real name in the end.

Now that the two of them came over, it always gave him the feeling of having been discovered cheating.

Tristan still looked listless and sad, holding the bow that was more like a musical instrument in his hand, lowering his head and stroking it as if he was holding his own child.

On the contrary, Isolde, who had always been gentle and mature, suddenly turned red.

"I...I am..."

Isolde stammered his words, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Arthur looked at the girl's blushing cheeks and eyes that were almost dripping with shame, and was slightly dazed.

In an instant he understood what she meant.

He glanced at the young girl's good figure and gentle mature face again, and smiled helplessly.

"I am about to be engaged to Guinevere of King Rodgrenth."

Still decided to inform the other party about the situation first.

Isolde was very moved by the act of rushing over from Ireland with his attendants, but his engagement to Guinevere had already been decided, and it was absolutely impossible to change it.

Although he is a king, Guinevere is the only wife he can marry.

Isolde pursed his lips tightly when he heard the words, and there was not much surprise in his eyes.

"I know, Your Majesty. Miss Mellie has told me."

Even though she said so, the disappointment in her eyes and the depressed tone revealed her true thoughts.

The emerald green eyes were almost filled with tears of grievance, and the body was trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Tristan next to him sighed, and started playing the song full of sad tones again.

Arthur who listened had a sad mood.

"Tristan, can you go out first? I have something I want to talk to Isolde."

Arthur cried out helplessly.

The other party's strange behavior made him remember deeply.

This music is played whenever someone else is sad.

Although the songs she played were the best he had ever heard no matter what mood they were in, even better than those special orchestras prepared by the palace, but some of them were too out of date.

Excessive musical talent will always be introduced into the tunes she plays.

"Okay, Your Majesty."

Tristan stopped playing, his face still had that sad expression, and his eyes were full of regret.

Obviously she also understands that her songs are always inappropriate, but she can't help the impulse.

Standing up, the red-haired girl walked out of the room, leaving only Arthur and Isolde in the room.

"His Majesty."

Isolde waited until Tristan left before yelling.

There were still some tears in her eyes, and even though the girl tried her best to wipe them away, there were still some tear stains.

Arthur stood there, instinctively wanting to wipe the other party's tears, but it was not easy to do so.

Looking at the girl who was still a little sad, she spoke softly.

"Do you want to stay or go back there? If you stay, I can provide you with a house and money. If you want, I can also introduce you to my excellent knights."

"I, I want to stay with His Majesty."

Isolde opened his mouth, his eyes full of pity.

Her pale and tender face was already stained red with shame, and her two little hands, which were stained with tears, were also tightly held together.

Thinking of what Mei Li said to him before, he tried his best to muster up some courage, and raised his head to look closely into Arthur's pale eyes.

"Tristan is very powerful, and her bow skills are also well-known in Ireland. I, I can help His Majesty persuade her to stay."

"I have also learned some things about financial management. I also dealt with some of my father's government affairs in Ireland. If Your Majesty is not at ease, you can let me be a maid."

Arthur was slightly stunned.

It never occurred to me that the girl in front of me was so 'addicted' to herself.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to touch his face, but he felt a little embarrassed when he raised it halfway.

The hand is stuck in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.

"His Majesty...?"

Isolde's eyes were full of pleading, but he didn't notice Arthur's embarrassment.

Arthur came back to his senses, looked at Isolde on the sofa and nodded.

"Of course, Isolde can stay in the castle if he wants, and I can entrust Kai to take you to study some government affairs in two days."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chapter 136 Chapter 39 Ambiguity in the Reception Room (Revision)

After receiving Arthur's exact answer, Isolde showed a gentle smile of relief.

Without the sad mood and atmosphere before, the goal she had been looking forward to for several months had been achieved, and she felt an unreal sense of surprise.

Although she had Miss Meili's guarantee before, but anyway, it was Arthur who told her personally to make her feel at ease.

Isolde quietly raised his head to look at Arthur's handsome face, only to find that he was staring at him intently.

He could see his own reflection in the pale eyes.

The girl's face turned red, she quickly lowered her head, and spoke hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

There are several reception rooms in the castle.

The biggest one is naturally the main hall, where all the ministers, foreign guests, and missions will meet, and Arthur will also sit there when there is an emergency.

Some matters that need to be discussed carefully and do not require Arthur himself are guided by special ministers to the parlor in the inner corridor on the first floor after being received in the main hall.

The area there is very large, close to hundreds of square meters, and it is not a big problem to accommodate more than a dozen people.

Arthur personally received close ministers and knights of the round table in his study or at his own dining table.

And this reception room was prepared on the third floor, a room he had hardly used.

In a space of thirty square meters, there are two opposing sofas and a table for placing things in the middle. It is neither too crowded nor too spacious.

The dust has also been cleaned, and it seems that it has been cleaned every day recently.

On the sofa in the living room.

Isolde's previously accumulated courage was completely exhausted, and he lowered his head under Arthur's gaze, daring not to speak at all.

"when did you come?"

Arthur walked to Isolde's side and sat down next to her.

The girl's body carried some unique floral fragrance. It seemed that she had spent a lot of time in the back garden of the castle these days.

The sea of ​​flowers that Meili created in the back garden was really beautiful, and with the blessing of her magic, it would not wither all year round. All his round table knights liked that place very much.

In other words, all girls will like that place.

"Tristan and I arrived just as His Majesty left."

Isolde's voice was a little aggrieved and grateful.

She had just arrived in Camelot and learned that Artorius was King Arthur of Camelot, and Arthur was almost desperate when he left just now.

As the person whom King Marko favored, he would not be let go so easily, and his father also expected him to combine with King Marko.

Because of this, I and Tristan almost escaped from home. Neither of them had much money on them, and the money was only enough for travel expenses. The food expenses along the way were all relying on Tristan to hunt wild animals and use fur and so on in exchange for money.

That kind of life was torture for her who was pampered since she was a child.

Especially when Tristan found that Arthur passed her by, he began to lament some tragic story, which made her even more desperate.

I almost wondered if the two of them really had no fate.

"Miss Meili took me in, otherwise I might not have seen Your Majesty."