My Knights of the Round Table

Lan Maloch's unbelievable voice sounded.

It never occurred to her that the elder sister who saved her just now would rather feed a tiger than be punished, and now she would take the initiative to ask Arthur to punish herself.

Taking a step back, he stared at the dark front with disbelief.

"it is good."

The man laughed.

Before she could react, a hand pulled her down into a warm embrace.

The armor on his body was instantly disintegrated.

'Tear it. '

The last line of defense was roughly and simply torn apart by the man's hands, without any cover.

"Wow?!"

Ranmallock's eyes widened in horror.

Chapter 163 Chapter 3 Negotiation

Two plump blonde women leaned lazily in the arms of the man.

Arthur leaned against the soft head of the bed.

Outside the bedroom door stood an Irish messenger.

"His Majesty?"

The envoy's doubtful voice came from the door.

The closed door that couldn't be opened made her wonder what was going on.

Strange mission.

The location of the meeting was not in the formal living room but in the man's bedroom, which made her uneasy enough, and she had heard about the living habits of kings and nobles as a person of high rank.

Ready to contribute your body.

King Arthur was young and handsome.

She became the king who ruled a quarter of Britain's territory at a young age, no matter how she looked at it, she was not at a disadvantage.

She just walked to the door, only to find that the man didn't want her in at all.

With both hands on the door, it seemed to hit the wall.

"Just talk at the door."

Arthur said casually with his arms around the women on both sides.

Lan Maloch's anger was completely disintegrated, and he looked at his sister beside him with resentment.

She understood her sister's cry just now.

It's not that she was punished and didn't want her to be punished, it was clear that she was so happy that she didn't want him to leave.

"My sister is so selfish."

Lan Maloch muttered dissatisfiedly, and the emotion just now was filled with dissatisfied complaints.

Parcival blushed.

Thinking of the shameless words he just said in front of his sister, he blushed like an ostrich and buried his head in Arthur's arms, making a pitiful cry.

"Wow, I'm sorry."

"Humph."

Lan Maloch snorted coldly and no longer looked at the 'selfish' sister.

Looking at the man who held her in his arms, her resentful expression turned into admiration and full of spring.Not caring about the messenger outside the door, he sat on the man's body again and began to heave up and down.

The joyful voice just now hadn't dissipated, and the room was filled with the joyful voice of a woman again for a while.

Arthur frowned slightly when he heard her unrepressed seductive moan.

He had set up an enchantment around the bedroom to prevent the woman's moans from coming out, but the alluring figure would inevitably affect his judgment.The position of the woman is between him and the door, and the beautiful scene brought by the ups and downs will inevitably make him lose his concentration.

The man's fingers reached into the woman's mouth, and the other hand wrapped around her soft waist without a trace of clothing, and pulled her into his arms.

The woman's mouth was completely blocked by her fingers, and she couldn't make any sound.

Lying in the man's arms, only the buttocks could rise and fall, and the constant friction caused by the fluctuation of the upper body made her even more unable to control herself.

Ranmallock rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied.

He held the man's arm and let his fingers twiddle her mouth, even making them go deeper, with an obsessed look on his face that had been ruined.

After confirming that the woman would not affect him, he turned his attention to the outsiders.

"What's the matter here? Looking for Liens?"

The waiter lowered his head when he heard Arthur's voice.

"That's right, I'm here to establish friendship with Camelot on behalf of King Outchu."

"Friendship? I thought you came here to find Liens... and I remember that you have just established a friendship with Liens. If I didn't come, it seems that you still want to sublimate the friendship,"

"That was a misunderstanding." The messenger said hastily.

"Misunderstand?"

The man's cold voice made beads of sweat ooze from her forehead.

In her mind, she was thinking about the instructions that King Aochu had given him when she came here, as well as the temper of the man she knew, and even one or two secret things she had learned just now.

She bowed her head respectfully.

"That's right, that's a complete misunderstanding. But it's also a misunderstanding caused by our improper communication, so King Ochu hopes that our apology can resolve this misunderstanding."

"apologize?"

The man's voice has never been able to arouse any interest.

Hearing the man's indifferent voice, the messenger's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the man who didn't care about it couldn't see it, and his head drooped even more.

"Yes, we are willing to hand over all the trade with Wales to the Camelot caravan, and we are willing to deliver a ship of treasures as a gift for the wedding of His Majesty and Queen Guinevere, and at the same time help you conquer your Territories lost by our ancestors."

"What about Cu Chulainn?"

"That is a matter of the enemy country. Our majesty is very grateful for what His Majesty has done." The envoy said without hesitation.

"not enough."

Arthur said something casually.

The beauty who kept shaking her body rolled her eyes at him.

The stimulation under her body and the comfort of her brain made her almost unable to think, but he still pretended to be serious and talked with the envoy about the country-level exchanges.

The man is obviously very familiar with this kind of thing, I don't know how many times he has done it.

Ranmallock looked at him resentfully.

The man looked at the bedroom door behind her thinking seriously as if he didn't see it, which made her move her body even more resentfully.

Arthur thought back to the news he had heard in Ireland.

Maeve.

Occasionally heard stories prove her identity.

He didn't know the specific history, but the interesting anecdote about the soldier's mother made him check it out.

The Queen Maeve who historically messed up Ireland.

The conditions of Ireland facing each other across the sea and the small islands made landing a lot more difficult.Temporarily being distracted by the Saxons and Picts, and the Romans in the south who were eyeing Britain, he didn't have any energy to deal with the Irish issue.

It would be best for him to have someone who could mess up Ireland at this point.

Thinking of this, he said.

"I heard that King Ochu has an unmarried daughter named Maeve?"

"Yes."

The messenger's heart skipped a beat, and he replied boldly.

She had already thought of the man's next words, and prayed in her heart that it was her own overthinking, but Arthur's next words broke her flower fragrance.

"I want her."

The movement of the woman on her body stopped.

Arthur glanced.

Lan Maloch was crouching on his face, and his aggrieved eyes made him feel no shame.

He gently squeezed her little hand.

"At a time like this, you still think about other women."

Ranmallock's resentful tone seemed to knock over several bottles of vinegar.

She buried her head in his shoulder and bit the flesh above him firmly.

Arthur didn't pay attention to the slight pain in his shoulder, and gently stroked the blonde hair of the woman in his arms.

"I didn't think of her as a woman, I just needed her to deal with Ireland."

"Even if you say that, it's not up to you to say whether you want it or not, and it's not like you just do it casually someday like today."

Lan Maloch's aggrieved voice sounded in his ears.

The woman seems to recognize the true face of the man.

But after the first time, all her dissatisfaction and feelings of leaving disappeared, and she couldn't even leave him in this life.