My Knights of the Round Table

Maeve didn't think about these useless things about food intake, which she knew when she was a hostage in Camelot.

What worries her most is that Arthur questions her competence.

You must know that it has only been a few months since she returned to Ireland to do her best. The number of cronies she can win is pitifully small, and she still relies on the deterrence of Camelot to rule the land of Ireland—most of the nobles under her command It was all because Camelot was behind her.

Even though she has sent all the nobles she can trust, there are still many people who cannot be trusted because of their shallow foundation.

Even if she had a thousand reasons—whoever came here for a few months would not be able to gather enough trustworthy subordinates to rule the entire island of Ireland.

But she still worries about trouble.

Recently, she has heard a lot of gossip about wanting to compete with her to be the agent of Camelot and King Arthur in Ireland—to put it bluntly, the dog who wants to be King Arthur these days depends on your ability.

After all, if they really kicked her away and became King Arthur's dog, then all they had in their hands was the whole of Ireland.

This is something that the deceased King Ochu did not do. Since Ireland has been recorded, no king can unify the whole territory of Ireland, but such a difficult thing can be too simple as long as he becomes the servant of King Arthur. accomplish this great work.

And even after the death of King Arthur, they can stand on their own.

Camelot without King Arthur?

Such a vast territory - land including Britain, Ireland and even Gaul, could his heirs really be able to control it like he did.

Not to mention anything else, if King Arthur really passed away, it was unknown whether his heir would be able to control the Knights of the Round Table, and whether those enviable and powerful knights could be in his hands.

And all of this, as long as they kick Maeve off and make themselves King Arthur's agent in Ireland while King Arthur is alive - or rather, listen to him while King Arthur is still sane and not too old to freeze If so, be his dog.

Upon hearing such news, Maeve didn't laugh at their whimsy, but began to worry.

Because their ideas are indeed feasible.

There is absolutely no need for King Arthur to hang on one of her trees, as long as it is confirmed that someone can do better than her and be more obedient than her, she can be replaced and replaced by someone better than her.

Maeve doesn't think a bunch of trash in Ireland can have their own strength.

However, therein lies the problem.

The group of waste in her eyes has been operating in Ireland for tens of hundreds of years, and she left the country as a hostage, and now she has no foundation at all when she comes back in a hurry, and she has not inherited any property in the real sense of her father, King Ochu. The people gathered were those who knew Ireland's future or were afraid of Camelot's strength, so they used her name to surrender to her on the surface but actually surrendered to Camelot.

And those who do have roots all over Ireland.

They did do better than her in a short period of time, which was the sadness she had to admit.

Then someone 'does better' than her, will Arthur choose 'better people' and abandon her?

Maeve always thinks that she is the best and the most suitable person to rule Ireland, but will Arthur have other ideas or simply don't care about Ireland, just want to quickly unify and expand the territory to achieve the Pendragon family never Achievement?

And is she really the most suitable person to be King Arthur's servant?Maeve didn't think so herself.

After all, she also knew that she couldn't be honest.

If something happened to Arthur one day, she would, as everyone else thought, quickly separatize Ireland without hesitation—she would even try to see if there was a chance that with King Arthur's departure at that time, she would inevitably act recklessly. A whole of Britain was annexed to accomplish a feat comparable to that of King Arthur.

The more Maeve thought about it, the more excited she became, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

She was afraid that she would be abandoned by Arthur as a dispensable son.

She even suspected that Arthur's staying here during this time might not be because he had nothing to do to protect the safety of her agent, but to observe whether there was a suitable person who could replace her.

And an abandoned queen?

Maeve can think of her hopeless life in the future even if she thinks about it with her lower body.

The better thing is that the substitute chosen by Arthur is used as a private pet to play with, and when she gets tired of playing, she is thrown to other nobles to enjoy - and if it is worse, she is simply thrown into prison or the army to enjoy human torture.

Even death was a luxury at that time.

"His Majesty."

Maeve thought of this and subconsciously spoke respectfully.

There was no dignity of the Queen of Ireland in her voice at all. Maeve bowed her head slightly respectfully in the face of Arthur who was feasting without even looking at her. She looked like a completely tamed puppy with her lowered eyebrows.

The maids were so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads when they heard the attitude of the always ruthless Queen, for fear of being angered after Arthur left.

"what happened?"

Arthur's voice wasn't too pleasant.

After all, it's always a bad thing to be interrupted while eating.

Maeve also noticed this - what's more, she called Arthur subconsciously when she was extremely flustered in her thinking, and she didn't even think about what she should say.

She moved her pink lips, thought for a while, and asked tentatively.

"Then do you need some maids? I have recently selected a lot of beautiful and clean girls from nobles and businessmen. If Your Majesty wants to try them, I will send them to you after the meal is over."

"Need not."

Arthur said without hesitation.

He is no different from most other normal nobles in this regard.

Occasionally, when you are really bored, it is not something you can't do if you look at a beautiful maid passing by, but if you choose a group of beautiful and clean maids to deal with your sexual desires, it is a bit too deliberate and strange.

Chapter 410 Chapter 8 The Assassin

Maeve noticed his unhappiness, thinking of this, she quickly made amends.

"Let me serve you. I have learned a lot of skills from Teacher Mei Li and Master Vivienne, and I am clean."

The maid next to her almost dropped her jaw, wishing she could cover her ears and stop listening.

They have never seen Queen Maeve's down-to-earth attitude, or facing a man who almost can't wait to sleep with her.

They even wondered if they could leave the restaurant alive - after Arthur left, would Queen Maeve immediately bury them alive who had heard what they shouldn't have heard?

Arthur said impatiently.

"Just do your own thing."

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I understand."

Maeve lowered her head, her beautiful eyes were full of panic.

At this time, for her, Arthur could think of many different meanings for every word.

And often the "Arthur's real thoughts" she finalized in the end were the worst meanings among the bunch of thoughts she thought.

Maeve struggled to lick her cherry lips that were slightly disturbed by nervousness, her beautiful eyes were already filled with regret.

She was regretting why Arthur was upset by talking so much at breakfast.

In case he goes back and thinks more and more angry, when the time comes...

But Maeve didn't dare to continue to make amends anymore - she couldn't think of any way to make amends for her previous failed behavior at this time.

Arthur was eating, and interrupting him was obviously just annoying.

"You go about your own business."

The order to evict guests made Maeve fall into despair for a while.

Fortunately, she recovered quickly, cheered up, raised her head and nodded obediently towards Arthur.

"Of course, Your Majesty. You can call me if you need anything, I'm always here."

Arthur didn't reply, just ate his food on his own.

Maeve didn't dare to stay any longer, she stood up and left her seat to leave the restaurant to start a day's work.

At this time, the door of the restaurant happened to be pushed open.

Maeve glanced up.

It was a group of maids carrying steaming food that had just been prepared, and they came in from the corridor one after another.

The absent-minded Maeve just glanced at her and lost interest.

Since Arthur came, there have been several waves of such maids every meal.

She didn't notice at all that after seeing her get up and leave towards the door, a black-haired maid in the middle of the food line waiting with plates in the corridor became visibly nervous.

The short black-haired maid shrank her body unnaturally, using her peripheral vision to secretly calculate the path Maeve would take when she left.

Just to be able to pass her side.

This is a situation that she has definitely not encountered since she came to the castle for a while.

Even Maeve maintains a vigilant attitude towards her cronies.

Except for the knights she brought from Camelot, she maintained a high degree of vigilance towards everything in Ireland. Even for those nobles who had recovered and confirmed their loyalty to her, she kept a certain distance. Every time they met, she let the knights guard her, and after most of the cronies and the knights of Camelot were sent out, she was even more nervous and asked the few remaining knights to strictly guard the surroundings of the castle. Any noble can only send letters to express their thoughts and opinions without meeting anyone in person.

Even the maids are usually separated by a distance of more than one meter. Anyone who dares to approach rashly on purpose will be arrested as an assassin.

The usual daily living and dining, as well as the letters of the nobles, were presented by the maid to the personal maid who had played with her since she was a child and followed her to Camelot as a hostage, and then the personal maid handed it to her.

This is the first time for most of the maids to encounter such a situation.

And she had a purpose, unlike other maids who didn't notice and didn't care, her arms hidden under the plate tensed up.

Maeve still didn't notice, she walked here with the loss that she could see on her lovely face.

The position of the two of them was getting closer and closer, and the hand of the black-haired maid became more and more tense.

"correct."

Arthur suddenly put down his knife and fork and stood up.

The expression of the black-haired maid visibly froze.

She didn't think Arthur had discovered her, but any disturbance at this time was enough to make her nervous.

The maids in the team kept their quality as maids, and continued to enter the restaurant at the same speed as if they hadn’t heard Arthur’s words. They filled the half-empty tables with dishes and brought the dishes that Arthur had just finished eating to the kitchen for further processing. Cleaning, and the distance between the black-haired maid and Maeve is getting closer and closer.

She held the plate with one hand, and put one hand on her waist, groping for the long-hidden dagger.

The dagger, which was originally cold and stiff, had been warmed by her body temperature under her close body cover day and night.

She held it tightly, and she couldn't help but tremble imperceptibly excitedly or nervously when faced with such an opportunity.