My Knights of the Round Table

Arthur looked a little fast, and he had already eaten a plate and started the next one in the time it took a bite or two.

Ophelia glanced helplessly, and put her hand on the blindfold.

There was a familiar aura on the roof of the car, the aura she had seen with the magic eye, but it was weaker than the future that she had seen with the magic eye.

It was a horrible monster that made her powerless that day, but now she feels that she can deal with it.

She glanced at Huaye Hishiri.

I don't know why King Arthur wanted to play games with her.

If you are hungry...

Think about it carefully, as the king of Camelot, there should be no shortage of women.She knows that Huaye Lingli is very beautiful, but it looks so troublesome.

The sky gradually brightened, and the two finished their meal.

Ophelia followed them back to the door of the room.

Arthur glanced at Ophelia who was calm behind him, turned around and said to Huano Hishiri who was standing at the door.

"You go in first."

"My lord, please hurry up, I'm going to the bathroom."

Huaye Hishiri smiled slightly and walked into the room step by step.

The bedroom door was closed.

Arthur looked at Ophelia.

"Is there a problem?"

Ophelia shook her head apologetically.

"A little familiar, but too weak, I don't know."

"Then you're looking for Hatteres?"

"Hartress?"

Ophelia opened her mouth slightly, her ruddy pink lips slightly opened her eyes full of puzzlement.

She had heard of the former head of the modern magic department, and not long ago, Arthur asked her to find information about Hatteris, so it was relatively clear.

but…

Hartley wasn't qualified enough.

His talent and excellent knowledge reserves are terrifying, and his knowledge has been praised by the monarch and entrusted in the past, but it is not enough to make the current Chaldea value it.

Not to mention the monster-like senior brothers and sisters that the master found, even she felt that she could solve him.

The aura that day was an evil and terrifying aura that made her feel no less inferior than her senior brothers and sisters, and even much stronger.

"El-Melloi II and Hanano Hishiri are looking for him, but Hanano Hishiri and Morgan should have other intentions."

"Morgan?"

"My sister, I don't know the details, but the communicator is broken during the day, do you have any clues?"

"I'm a little skeptical of the apprentices brought by Ms. Hua Ye Lingli."

"Ok?"

"I think she did it on purpose. I always see her feeling very uncomfortable. And what a coincidence, she came to me suddenly in the morning and said that Miss Trisha was dead. I heard the news and wanted to come to you. She was by my side at that time. I was suddenly very confused, which is never before ... and then it happened like you saw."

"Your level of magic, you can't be found tampering in front of you, even if you are a monarch, can't you?"

"Yes, but it's quite possible if you're talking about Morgan."

As a student of Lord Marisbilly, she doesn't just treat heroic spirits as ordinary familiars like other magicians.

Not to mention the worship of knights, they have a sufficient understanding of the strength of heroic spirits.

Moreover, the strength of a person who can count on King Arthur can be imagined.

"Let's do it first, don't see anyone except her, until that person shows up or we come out."

"Yes."

Ophelia watched Arthur enter the room and stood quietly at the door.

The doors of the carriages in the far distance around have been sealed with magic.

The situation became more and more strange, and the magicians who were desperate for their lives hid in their rooms early.

Ophelia stood idly, thinking about something.

I originally thought about the task given by Master Monarch, but after thinking about it, I didn't think of anything.

Everything is going smooth.

There are only doubts about Morgan and confusion about the follow-up incident of the train, but I know too little and don't know how to get tired.

Ophelia raised her head, glanced at the closed door, and couldn't help but think of the scene she saw when she broke in in the morning.

Nudes of men and women clinging to each other on a bed.

Thinking of the man's strong body, Ophelia's face turned red.

As the King of Knights, Arthur's figure is the most perfect figure that a woman can dream of.

What made her remember even more was that his...

Ophelia lowered her head in embarrassment, looked at her pants and muttered to herself.

"It's so big, can it really go in? Will it die?"

"Miss Ophelia!"

Gray's voice sounded at the end of the corridor.

Ophelia turned her head and saw the cloaked girl who looked a lot like Arthur running over.

She lowered her head slightly, retracted the unhealthy thoughts in her heart and asked softly.

"what happened?"

"Well, where is Mr. Artorius? I want to see him."

"He's resting."

"Can you let me see him? I have something very urgent and I want to ask him."

"Sorry, he doesn't want to see people right now."

Gray opened his mouth, lowered his eyes and wanted to give up, but when he thought of the coma of the servant girl and the master, he still opened his mouth and said.

"But, but my husband told me that if you have anything, you can ask him."

The girl's pitiful expression made Ophelia's heart soften.

He wanted to agree, but he shook his head when he thought of his mission and vaguely guessed what she was going to ask for.

"Feel sorry."

Gray moved his mouth helplessly, but finally lowered his head.

"Well, sorry to bother you."

A helpless voice sounded, the girl lowered her head, turned around, and walked in the direction she came from lonely.

Seeing the helpless figure of the girl, Ophelia's heart softened, and she spoke softly.

"That... unknown lady, although I can't help you, and I don't know about your relationship with Lord Artorius, but there is one thing, Lord Artorius will help you when needed, so please rest assured."

Gray turned his head, only the pale eyes almost identical to Arthur's were exposed under the cloak.

Seeing Ophelia's apologetic and helpless eyes, she nodded understandingly, her expression of loss and helplessness was reduced a lot, and she showed a strong appearance.

"Thank you."

Seeing Gray disappear at the end of the corridor, Ophelia smiled helplessly.

He lowered his head, showing an expression of doing something wrong.

I shouldn't have said the latter thing, it has always been like this, I clearly decided to work hard for my goal, but I always softened my heart.

"but…"

Ophelia twitched her lips and lowered her head for a while.

At that time, just let Sir Arthur punish him.

Thinking of this, the girl's disappointed expression was immediately filled with shyness and blush.

She thought again of the scene she saw in the morning.

Sir Arthur's punishment...

"It's too big, it will break, huh."

Ophelia glanced at Arthur's room embarrassingly, shook her head and threw out the strange thoughts in her mind, put her hand on it, left a vigilant magic, and then walked to her own room next door.

Chapter 218 Chapter 58 Sorry, Hishiri

Huaye Hishiri lay in the man's arms with a contented face.

Under the gentleness of the man, instead of the pain that made her despair, it was only used as an adjuvant. The refreshing feeling made her even fall in love with doing this kind of thing.

She raised her head lazily.

The head of the bed leans against the huge window, which is wider than the head of a double bed,

One-way windows allow people inside to see the scenery outside, while people outside can't even see blurred figures inside.

The snow-covered scene made the corners of Huaye Hishiri's lips slightly curled up.

'Snapped! '