My Knights of the Round Table

"Yes, elder sister Gao Wen has always wanted to follow you, but my father is very strict with her, and she always says that girls should be reserved and so on, so they can't sneak out to find you like me."

"Gao Wen...sister?"

Arthur's head was a little confused.

He recognized Meili's gender by mistake, but Gawain's gender could never be wrong.

He vaguely remembered that he had watched King Arthur's movies in his previous life, and the high civilization in it knew that it was a man.

Although there is no plot of drawing a sword, this is not important.

How could Gawain be a woman?

"Yup?"

"Isn't it Prince Charming?"

"It's just a bunch of people who haven't seen my sister in real life. My sister rarely appears in front of everyone, and even if she comes out, she is covered with a cloak."

"Then your brother?"

"Algravin, I hate it, just as hateful as my father."

"Sister Gawain, Sister Gahoris and I all want to follow you."

"My name is Gareth!"

Arthur felt that today's events were as impactful to him as the day the sword was drawn, or even more so.

The food was eaten and he could only starve. For him now, it was the most cruel punishment unique to him in the world.

To make matters worse, Gawain was still a girl.

"Are you sure you want to follow me? I don't have a very good relationship with your father."

Looking at the little girl in his arms, Arthur sighed in his heart.

It's no longer a question of being young or not.

If possible, this young girl named Gareth must stay and stay by her side.

Anyway, she is fifteen years old, but she is only a little younger. There are many Camelot who became knights at the age of twelve or thirteen, and it is normal for them to enter the noble knights at the age of fifteen. Just give her a symbolic face. Mosaic, if you think about her age, there will be no burden.

Anyway, no matter what, even if Gawain was a woman, he had to turn around.

Before he kidnapped Gawain, he must have a good relationship with this young girl named Gareth.

For Gawain's sake, even if Gareth was a giant infant in the riding world, he had to keep her by his side.

It's like gaining experience for raising children in the future.

"Yeah!" Gareth nodded firmly.

"Father and brother are too stubborn. They never wanted to defeat that hateful Votikan and those Saxons. They only hoped that Camelot could stop them. Even the proposal of my sister to send the Knights to help was rejected by them."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the idea of ​​the stupid little sister, and the big sister with the brain should be not much different.

Thinking of this, Gareth's already cute face became even more adorable, and his body seemed to be exuding pale golden light, like a little angel.

This should be Gabriel, who has never touched the game.

He fondly stroked Gareth's smooth blonde hair.

"Are you still hungry?"

"full."

Gareth embarrassedly touched his already plump belly, and an embarrassed look appeared on his cute face.

The grief and hunger in her heart just now made her not pay attention to her appetite, and just kept eating, for fear that she would not have any food tomorrow.

Now that I have passed that strength, I feel very strong.

Even, want to vomit.

"Where do you rest?"

"In the house outside the castle, with the sisters."

"Can you use a gun?"

"Of course, I'm amazing!" Gareth raised his head proudly.

"In this way, I'll let you clean up a room next to my room. You don't have to do those jobs in the future, just accompany me to practice guns."

"Really!"

When Gareth heard that he could follow Arthur without leaving, his little face was full of excitement. He raised his head and blinked and stared at Arthur, his little hands tightly grasping him.

"Take a shower first."

Gareth was a little dirty, his hair was messy, and it looked like he hadn't showered in days.

Arthur smiled, touched her little head again, helped her up, took her little hand, and walked out.

"Irina, you give her another room next to the bedroom in my study."

"Yes."

Irina looked at Gareth, who was holding Arthur tightly, in surprise. It was impossible for her to not know this cute little girl, and she even worked together for many days.

They are clumsy, but they are sweet and cute in appearance and have a good personality, and they are deeply loved by them.

Although she didn't know how she suddenly appeared in the kitchen and got on with Arthur, as a professional maid, she still didn't talk much, but she felt a little lost.

It turns out that King Arthur likes young girls.

"Oh, by the way, take her with you. Take her to the bathroom to wash first. Just use my room."

"Yes."

Wash your body and prepare your room.

Irina had already begun to imagine tonight's scene, and she couldn't help but look at Gareth with a hint of envy and jealousy in her eyes.

She couldn't help but think of her sister at home.

As the king's maid, her appearance is also very sweet, and the family conditions are not bad. Her father is the Earl of Camelot. Although her sister is not a legitimate young girl like Gareth, she can't stand her age. At least it looks like Gareth now. almost big.

The appearance is also as sweet and lovely as Gareth, not to mention that she is well-behaved and sensible, plus a little post-training, she will definitely be more favored than Gareth.

Tonight, I will go back and talk to my father.

"Is there anyone else helping me prepare a bathroom?"

"Bathroom number two is ready."

"Oh?"

"Just now, Miss Bedwell specifically asked Rona to prepare a bathroom for you. I didn't communicate with her beforehand, so I prepared an extra one."

"Then take Gareth to bathroom number one."

Arthur nodded, and the exhaustion caused by hunger made him not think too much, and responded directly.

Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Bedivere

"Lona, please prepare a bathroom."

Bedivere saw his maid and said softly.

The armor has been taken off.

The beads of sweat on his body have already dried up.

I have lived in the castle for more than half a year, helping King Arthur with various things every day. In comparison, managing the knights who protect King Arthur's safety is the easiest job.

No one would be foolish enough to assassinate a knight king who was protected by a large number of knights and magician Merry, and who was extremely powerful.

As Arthur's personal knight, Bedivere knew better that the king she was loyal to was no longer a human being in a sense.

Exactly the same as in the prophecy, whether it is speed, strength, anti-strike ability and recovery ability, he has shown strength comparable to the red dragon in every aspect, and even now it is steadily rising.

This kind of physical quality, even if someone slashed with a knife, it will not hurt.

Of course, Bedivere would never allow such a thing to happen.

But in this way, Bedivere doesn't have to worry too much about some thief assassins coming in to assassinate King Arthur, and the greatest work pressure is also greatly reduced.

The weather is about to enter the hot summer.

Therefore, Bedivere was wearing only thin clothes. She dutifully wore her usual long sword around her waist. The jacket was also taken off due to strenuous exercise, leaving only a very thin but cool shirt inside.

The clothes that had been wet with sweat obviously couldn't quickly restore their original function. They tightly adhered to her white and tender skin and could not block the sight of others at all. Through the thin clothes, you could even see the looming scenery inside.

Fortunately, there are no men in the castle except Arthur, and the only male Arthur in the castle will not appear here at this time.

Based on what Bedivere has known about Arthur over the past six months, he must be in the kitchen now.

Thinking of the greedy King Arthur, the corners of Bedivere's mouth twitched slightly.

She had been honing her martial arts day and night for that prophecy.

Ever since she was a child, she followed her uncle to meet the displaced people of Camelot with separated wives, and the brutal Saxons led by Voticon, she has never lived the leisurely life of other noble ladies. .

When they were still dreaming in bed, she had already got up to practice martial arts.

When they finished breakfast and thought about today's entertainment activities, she had already completed today's lessons with the swordsmanship and spearmanship teachers, and began to learn noble etiquette and state governance with Duke Lucan.

When they were drinking afternoon tea, she had already begun to review the harvest of the day and polish her martial arts.

This kind of life repeats day after day.

After becoming a real knight, she has been traveling abroad, sleeping and sleeping, just to sharpen her will and martial arts.

I have been looking forward to that day in the prophecy.

She just didn't expect that the legendary king turned out to be a boy of the same age as her.