My Knights of the Round Table

That night, Shatiao Aige entered the room alone again.

She still had the scent of shampoo and the moist water left on her body.

The first time you enter the door, you bow your head and start eating.

Arthur looked helplessly at the girl under him, skillfully playing with her body.

"Ayaka agrees."

Taking a short breath, Shatiao Aige brushed her hair back and looked up at him.

"What about her?"

"satyr."

Shatiao Aige agitated her widened mouth, there was already a big bulge in her throat, but she still tried her best to let it enter her mouth more comfortably.

Tried to lift his head and gave him a white look.

Arthur smiled wryly.

"Just curious."

"She's already asleep."

Seeing Arthur's helpless expression, Sajo Aige understood something.

Smiling, she let go of her mouth and let it slap her innocent face. She gathered her hair and sat up straight in front of him, revealing her naked and plump body that had been taken off when she entered the door.

She tilted her head cutely, putting her fingers on her lips with a pure and resentful expression.

"Master Arthur doesn't like my mouth?"

"like."

"But you don't look like Love Song anymore."

Arthur said helplessly: "No, it's only been a month, love song."

Shatiao Aige wraps her fingers, blinking her blue eyes.

"Then how about using the lower mouth this time?"

Arthur was slightly stunned.

After a while, he looked at her with excitement and doubt.

"is it okay?"

"Arthur can do whatever he wants, and he won't refuse no matter what he wants."

Sha Tiao Aige said as a matter of course.

"Besides, Arthur won't come back for a week, and they have to prepare a lot of delicious milk for Ayaka. If you use the upper mouth, you can't help but eat it all."

Sha Tiao Ai Ge smiled.

The sweet and feminine expression is contrary to the innocent and pure appearance, the body slightly lifts up and the sound of water slapping under the body is made, and the innocent face shows a lost expression of extreme enjoyment.

"Pfft!"

……

Hazy London morning, railway station.

Here, in line with the style of London after the Industrial Revolution in the eighteenth century, it is shrouded in dense fog that is almost invisible.

The style of the train is very classical.

There are all kinds of strange people standing on the platform, magicians in strange costumes can be considered good, and there are similar strange people with deer heads and human bodies.

Everyone is waiting for the train that is about to open.

Arthur stood beside El-Melloi II, looking listlessly.

No one made him noteworthy.

The magic eye gathered the information of the train and had scouted it before coming.

This car is dedicated to buying and selling non-human blood-sucking species, and it can also be said to be a magic eye created by one of the elves.

The interior is equivalent to another world, similar to space magic that changes the space.

The strength of modern magicians is too weak, even the remaining different species of elves are not worth mentioning.

The powerful residual elves will not appear on such boring occasions.

Arthur glanced at El-Melloi II standing in the distance.

The poorer monarch of the very poor modern magic department should not have appeared here, but his collection of the relics of the conquering king was stolen, and he also received an invitation letter from the magic eye collection train when it was stolen.

These are all from his well-behaved sister.

His invitation letter was also dragged by his sister Reynice.

They took out sufficient funds to open their door, and naturally got the invitation letter of the magic eye collection train.

His gaze kept sweeping across the train platform, and finally stopped on the white-haired girl.

After seeing the photos, I know that she is Olga Marie, the only daughter of Maris Billy, the current head of the Animsfia family.

He didn't rush to say hello.

The person from Chaldea who was docking with him was not her.

She was simply the daughter of the Animsfia monarch, and she came to compete for the rainbow-level magic eye that her father didn't like.

"Mr Arthur."

A flat and pleasant voice sounded behind him.

Arthur turned his head.

With brown hair and blue eyes, the tall secretary pretending to be a beauty stood behind him.

The right eye is wearing a strange cloth-shaped blindfold, which is covered by long brown hair and only the blue left eye is exposed.

"you are?"

"My name is Ophelia Famsolone. I come from the Clock Tower's Ascension Department. I have just studied with Lord Animsfia."

"The monarch sent you here?"

"Yes."

Ophelia looked at the man's appearance.

His handsome appearance and gentle demeanor are hard to describe even for senior brother Kirshtalia who just met a few days ago, and what is even more indescribable is his indescribable faint demeanor that makes people want to surrender.

The monarch had already told her his identity before he came.

The one not summoned by the Holy Grail and Chaldea may be another King Arthur.

The legendary king of Camelot, the last successor of the Age of Gods, King Arthur.

More importantly, he may solve the financial problems concerning Chaldea that have been plaguing the astronomical science community.

Ophelia put her hands together in front of her body, and bowed respectfully.

"If you agree, I will act as your secretary to handle all your affairs in this world, and then I will take you to Chaldea to meet the monarch when appropriate."

"I don't have much time."

He didn't have any idea about a beauty not inferior to Anano Hishiri and Sajo Ayaka being his secretary.

No matter how you think about it, you can understand that this is a tool man sent by the monarch of Maris Billy to monitor and understand himself.

Needless to say, Reinis must have told him about Huano Hishiri.

"My lord promises that I will give you a satisfactory answer before the Holy Grail War begins."

Ophelia paused and spoke in a different tone than before.

"My lord has already dealt with the possibility of another way of participating in the Great Holy Grail in Tokyo, and he promised that the result will definitely satisfy you."

"Ah."

Arthur nodded.

The train door opened slowly, and the people on the platform walked in in an orderly manner.

Arthur stood still, and Ophelia stood by his side respectfully as his personal secretary.

"Is it necessary to go in?"

"The monarch's daughter is in the car. Dangerous things may happen at that time. I hope you can take action."

"Dangerous things?"

Arthur narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

"Sorry, do you know the magic eye?"

"know."

Ophelia raised her hand, lifted the curtain and took off the blindfold.

The right eye opened, revealing a red pupil that was different from the blue pupil of the left pupil, and a faint magic power lingered around.

Arthur looked into her eyes in surprise.

"My magic eye has a part of the ability to see the future."

Ophelia closed her right eye again, put on the blindfold and stood respectfully in front of her again with both hands.

"I saw an evil aura, which is something magicians can't resist."

"I remember that there are more than ordinary magicians in this car."

"That breath is difficult even for a monarch, and only you can solve it."

Ophelia bowed her head respectfully.

"I hope you can help the monarch."

Arthur looked at her for a moment.