My Knights of the Round Table

Such a woman is actually bigger than me...

Mordred sniffed, dispelling the thought just now.

I'm only three or four years old, and there should be no one younger than me present.

only...

"Will King Arthur have a baby girl?"

Mordred refused to believe that the King Arthur he dreamed of would go to an underage girl.

Even though she was eighteen years old, her body and appearance looked like a minor, even if she held her in her arms, she looked like a doll.

"What kind of young girl ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The blond girl raised her teeth as if her fur had exploded, and glared fiercely at her showing her snow-white teeth. Her mouth bulged into a steamed bun face, and her two small hands were clenched into fists.

"I'm not a little girl!"

Her eye sockets turned red as she thought of sad things.

Mordred said casually.

"I don't care. You are obviously a young girl and you still pretend to be an adult. Electra should have a standard."

The blond girl's face instantly turned red.

With dodge eyes, he hurriedly waved his hands, shook his head indiscriminately and shouted.

"I, I'm not Electra, I don't regard Brother Arthur as my father!"

"Huh? Didn't you say everything in your heart? Didn't I say that it's too strange for a little girl to like her father's hobby?"

He already regarded the little girl in front of him as Arthur's daughter.

Now she is more psychologically balanced.

It is normal for a king as good as King Arthur to make his daughter yearn for her father to such an extent.

It's just that Electra has hallucinations, and it's too strange to regard his biological father as his brother.

Is King Arthur that attractive?

She deserves to be the existence of a gloomy woman who defeated her own mother!

The longing and admiration in Mordred's heart went up to a higher level.

"Brother Arthur is really not my father!"

The girl's mournful cry resounded in the sky.

With a sad and pitiful expression on his face, his pale eyes were already filled with disbelief and unreasonableness.

Mordred looked at her indifferently.

"Has King Arthur fucked you?"

"You, you, you, how can a girl say such shameless words."

She took a few steps back, blushing, shocked.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the girl opposite, his trembling fingers showed that he was not calm.

Mordred let out a sigh and patted his mouth.

"That's why I haven't been there."

"No, no, it's just that brother Arthur said that I can wait until I grow up. Brother Arthur has already recognized me!"

"Father's little trick to lie to his daughter, don't dream. A great man like King Arthur can't have sex with his own daughter, let alone a young daughter. Even if you fantasize that you are his goddaughter at the age of eighteen, then you are eighteen years old. Then there is no hope of growing up in this life.”

The girl in front of her is a beauty, and if she grows up, she will not be inferior to the black-haired woman she just saw in the room.

The only downside is that it is still too young.

When she grows up, King Arthur will be in his seventies.

Gareth knelt on the ground frustrated, repeating what she had just said in his mind.

A little trick to lie to your daughter?

Is it impossible for a man as great as King Arthur to have sex with a young girl?

At the age of eighteen, there is no hope of growing up in this life?

"I..."

Gareth lowered his head with blank eyes.

Chapter 151 Chapter 10 The Poor Girl

'When you grow up a bit, we can be together. '

The blond man's gentle promise resounded in his mind again.

The blond girl's eyes were full of despair and pain.

Holding the last hope and stubbornness, she lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"Impossible, my sister and brother have said that I will grow up, it is impossible for me not to grow up..."

The more stubborn words she said, the more desperate she became.

The girl knelt down on the ground.

The tears oozed out of his eyes 'tick-tick' fell to the ground, and the weak sobbing gradually turned into howling with his mood.

"Cried?"

Mordred's eyes widened in surprise, and he rarely appeared flustered.

The subconscious complaints never expected to make her cry.

"Don't cry, you won't like your father when you grow up, and you are not yet an adult, your body will open when you are an adult."

What she didn't expect was that it was okay if she didn't say anything, but the girl kneeling on the ground cried louder when she said it.

"That's not my father, woo woo, woo woo, you big villain. I already said I'm an adult, woo woo woo woo woo, I, I can't grow up anymore! You are all villains! You You lied to me, woohoo!"

The girl's tragic cries lingered throughout the training ground.

All the duels on the field stopped, and everyone's eyes were on Mordred and Gareth.

When they saw Gareth's appearance clearly, they looked at Mordred more pitifully.

According to the general rule among Camelot nobles, it is better to mess with Gawain than Gareth.Even if it offended King Arthur, it was better than offending Gareth, the ancestor.

More recently Bowes was added.

Gao Wen has a gentle personality and can discuss everything. Even if you are so powerful that you can make her angry, it's not a big deal and you can just apologize, but Gareth and Boss...

Even if she habitually forgot the next day.

Gawain, Lancelot and even Arthur would surely know about it on the first day.

Seeing the miserable appearance of crying, the hatred forged is still not weak.

It's not good to mess with anyone, you have to mess with her.

......

Gao Wen seriously watched the duel of knights in the arena.

She has no notable opponents, but for the country and Arthur, everyone in the arena is the future hope of Camelot's Knights.

The worst thing about the knights on the field is the strength of the squad leader.

As the commander-in-chief of the knight order, she has the task of getting to know the knights of the knight order well.

Even Lancelot, she didn't care about it during the day.

but...

"Woooooooooo!"

The girl's mournful cry resounded through the training ground.

Gawain frowned slightly.

She was so familiar with her sister's cry that she couldn't be more familiar with it, and when she heard the overly sad cry at this time, she felt a little nervous in her helpless and dissatisfied mood.

Dissatisfied with her interrupting such an important matter regardless of the occasion, it is more worried about her sister.

Today's crying is particularly miserable.

He looked towards the source of the sound.

Gareth was slumped on the ground, crying loudly with his hands over his eyes.

The girl in the red armor stood in front of her, with her hands open, she was neither advancing nor retreating, her face was at a loss, obviously she didn't know why it made her cry.

Seeing that nothing happened, I was relieved from the bottom of my heart.

It was probably someone who didn't know her again who talked about her height and relationship with Arthur, which made her cry when she found out the truth.

Gao Wen, who was familiar with the road, walked there.

Just as he walked behind Gareth, he was about to speak to let the unknown girl leave at ease, when he suddenly saw a woman walking behind Mordred.

Purple-haired woman.

Gao Wen's eyes froze, and his body subconsciously tensed up.

In terms of strength, she has never regarded the other party as an opponent. If she wanted to, Arthur would drive her away. The other party can be said to be no threat to her.

Even if there is a threat, she will not care.

It doesn't matter who will be the number one knight of the round table, whoever will be Arthur's most important knight commander, if there is a suitable candidate, it doesn't matter if she gives up that position.

All she wants is to give her all to serve the one she loves, and to fulfill the Celtic dream with him.