My Knights of the Round Table

"Did you give your father an ecstasy?" Kai whispered to Artoris.

"I'll give you that medicine if I have it." Artolis rolled his eyes, facing the shape of his mouth, and finally chose to be obedient and sat down.

"Humph."

The three of them started the meal like this. It was a time of turmoil, and the war between the Celts and the Saxons had always been at a stalemate.

Almost every once in a while, a small war would break out. The Saxons often broke into the villages and towns of Camelot to destroy crops and snatch food, while the Celts themselves continued to riot.

This has also led to the fact that farmers have almost no safe place and sufficient time to plant their crops. The grain of the whole country can only be supplied by a few places in the central and northern parts of the country. The harvest is very poor and the grain is in short supply.

Recently, monsters have often appeared in the forest. Several people have died, and the civilians dare not go in to collect food.

As the largest source of food other than crops, the severance of this source has made the already scarce food even more scarce. Even as a noble knight, the meals can be simplified and very simple.

Artolis has been living for more than ten years, and the exhaustion of practicing swords every day has made him less picky about the food that is getting worse and worse in his previous life.

"By the way, Father, is this morning's sword practice canceled?" Kai raised his head and asked after thinking of something while eating.

"Yes, let's go there and have a look."

Artolis knew what Hector was talking about.

The training ground for knights outside the city, the sword inserted in the stone to symbolize identity is there, and today the king-selection ceremony will be held there.

"Okay, Artolis, let's just go shopping in the city, and then go there to see." Kai smiled and suggested to Artolis.

"I'll continue to practice swords." Artolis shook his head.

He thought carefully just now that Kai could go, because as the only daughter of Duke Hector, she was already a knight and could participate in the king-selection ceremony.

But Artoris, as an adopted orphan, was not qualified to become a formal knight, and he was not even qualified to participate in the king-selection ceremony.

Going there is also self-defeating. It is better to practice swordsmanship at home, strive to become a real knight as soon as possible, and then follow in the footsteps of King Arthur and make a fortune.

Of course, that is the best situation. According to the identity of the twelve knights of the Round Table of King Arthur, he was not qualified to join the Knights of the Round Table at first.

I should start with Kai's guardian knights first, or join the lowest knights.

"Ah, why are you doing this, Artoris. You have to practice swords in the spare time you finally have. It's been a long time since you went shopping with me." Kai pouted, looking dissatisfied, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Don't be in a hurry, just go and have a look." Hector also advised.

"Forget it, it's useless for me to go." Artolis thought for a while in silence, then shook his head, "And after yesterday's battle, I feel like I've found something new and want to practice. ."

"I'm done eating." Before he could finish speaking, Kai put down the food, glared at Artolis fiercely, and walked out of the living room angrily.

Artolis opened his mouth and looked at Kai's back, a little helpless.

He also wanted to be carefree with Kay, but he knew from the history that King Arthur would eventually die at the hands of his own son, the Knights of the Round Table would be almost wiped out, and Camelot and even the Kings of Britain would also be as a result. disappeared into the long river of history.

Such history forced Artolis to work hard, at least to the point where his strength was comparable to that of Gawain and Lancelot. Only in this way would he be able to stop all this in the end.

Although according to the current situation, it would undoubtedly embarrass him to compare him with Gawain and Lancelot, but he had to give it a try.

"As you like." Hector said helplessly.

"I'm full too, Uncle Hector, I'm going to practice swords."

"Go."

Hektor said, watching the back of Artolis gradually receding, the young figure gradually overlapped with the one in memory, making his eyes moist.

"This is his destiny." Suddenly, a female voice sounded in the air.

In the living room, there was no one except Hector.

Hearing this strange voice that suddenly appeared, Hector didn't look panicked at all, still looking at the place where Artolis disappeared.

"I also know that we have indeed been cultivating him as a king over the years, but..." Hector sighed, his eyes full of sorrow and reluctance.

Even though he had already taken responsibility and destiny when he adopted the child more than ten years ago, the more than ten years of getting along with him made him feel the same as his son.

Let him suddenly face those things, he is still worried.

"He still has me."

"And you."

"He will surpass Uther and become the greatest king in British history."

Chapter 3 The careless ghost on the training ground

With heavy steps, Artolis walked into the training ground of the knights, which is also the place where the king-selection ceremony was held today.

Finally he came.

"Atoris, Kay seems to have forgotten to bring something, you go over now and give it to her."

Artolis looked down at the gun in his hand and sighed.

As a knight, I even forgot to bring the guy to eat. I really don't know what to say about this neurotic girl.

How could such a guy be at ease and let her go to the battlefield alone in the future.

Walking into the arena, it was already crowded with knights wearing various gorgeous armors.

Fortunately, Uncle Hector just bought him new armor a few days ago, and it looks pretty good. I heard that the price is not low, and it can still stand in front of this group of official knights.

This face Artolis is still very satisfied, with blond hair and blue eyes, without the slightest flaw, he is completely a first-class handsome guy.

At least in all these years, Artolis has not seen anyone more handsome than him.

When the others saw Artolis in knight armor, their eyes lit up, and several girls were even more full of spring, and their eyes were flirting, and they were about to pounce when they looked like that.

After sending away a few noble ladies who came to watch the king-selection ceremony and wanted their contact information, Artolis finally found Kai and walked straight over.

"Why are you here?" Kai saw someone tap his shoulder, turned his head to see Artolis, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm sorry, hum."

"You forgot to bring your gun, you careless bastard." Artolis reluctantly knocked on Kai's forehead, very skilled.

"Don't knock, you will become stupid." Kai overreacted, covering his head viciously.

"It's already reached the extreme, it can't be more stupid." Artolis complained.

"What did you say!"

"By the way, how is the king-selection ceremony, have you tried it?" Seeing that Kai was about to get angry, Artolis hurriedly changed the subject.

"Try it, everyone here has tried it, and it can't be pulled out at all. I suspect that the sword and the stone are one at all."

Sure enough, Kay, the idiot, got caught.

"That's it." Artolis was not surprised, after all, the protagonist always appeared last.

Thinking, Artolis turned his head and looked at the door with bright eyes.

I heard that King Arthur is very handsome, and his background was not good at the beginning. He glanced at everyone present, and there is no such person for the time being.

Then, he must not have come at this time, and it is estimated that he should come in a while.

He said he didn't want to come, but when he really got here, thinking about the famous scene of King Arthur drawing his sword for a while, Artolis still had a little envy and expectation in his heart.

If only I were Arthur.

Think about the seniors of the traversers, who is not the overlord of the planet, and the second is the king of the land of a state.

In the end, he could only honestly become a knight of the king of the British Isle, which was the ultimate goal.

The identity of this transmigrator is too embarrassing for the seniors.

"Aren't you going to try?" Kai suddenly leaned in, blowing with his small mouth against Artolis's ear.

"I'm not even a knight, why don't I try to do something like that?"

"Try it, in case you are the legendary king, then I will be a guardian knight for you, that's great." Kai said, his eyes sparkling.

"I think it's because I usually tell you too many fairy tales, which makes you hallucinate, so I won't tell you any more."

"Don't, I was wrong." Kai hurriedly hugged Artolis's arm and said coquettishly.

In the end, under Kai's coquettish offensive, Artolis not only retracted what he just said, but also promised to tell her two bedtime fairy tales tonight before going back to his room to sleep.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the training ground, Artolis and Kai stopped fighting and looked at the entrance of the training ground.

"Here it is!" Artolis stared at the door with bright eyes.

"Merry!"

"It's Merry!"

"Today, the successor to King Uther is finally chosen, and Camelot finally has a new king."

All the knights, nobles and commoners who came to watch the king-selection ceremony looked at the door with anticipation, and greeted the great magician in their own way.

Since King Uther died ten years ago, Camelot has not had a king for ten years. If it wasn't for the support of Meili's prestige and powerful magic, whether there is a country like Camelot now is two different things.

Therefore, now, in the hearts of ordinary people in Camelot, Meli is already a synonym for greatness, second only to the deceased King Uther.

Not long after, a slender and sexy figure appeared at the gate.

White waist-length hair, purple pupils, and a perfect face like a legendary goddess. The white cloak tightly wrapped her body, but it was completely unstoppable. Her sexy and perfect figure was almost undressed.

It was as if the Creator had given her all the good things in the world.

Holding a long staff in his hand, he always had a warm smile on his face.

"so beautiful."

Kai looked at Meili obsessively, with that obsessive look, if Arthur hadn't known that she was a woman, he would have thought that she was a man who looked like a girl.

"Is this Mei Li?" Artoris looked at the stunning beauty and fell into contemplation.

He knew that Mei Li was beautiful, and he was indeed beautiful when he saw her, but, how could I have dreamed of her?

Seemingly feeling the doubtful look in Artolis's eyes, Meili turned her head, her purple pupils exuding a thrilling charm looked in the direction of Artolis and smiled lightly.