Artoria the Big Liar

Unlike before, Fairy Artoria's complexion was quite normal, without any shy blushes or dodging gazes.

Although we didn't know each other very long, I accepted her and she accepted me, that's all.

"Of course. This is a confession."

Chapter 57: Heart

◆Mordred◆

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that the fairy girl next to me has a lot to say to me.

However, she couldn't tell.Because of his timid personality, because he was worried about making me angry.

To be honest, I really want to wake up from my dream and ask my father how to deal with this kind of problem.

In my impression, the father and king are always able to handle the delicate feelings of girls and never make mistakes.

From my mother to Guinevere to Jeanne.

Now the way I enter the Lost Belt is still in sync with my father's dream, and I can't wake up on my own initiative.

I can only think in silence, imagining what my father will do at this time, and imagining how to adapt it to my style.

However, the history of life does not lie.In any case, my life has only eight years.I've met very few people, and I've spoken very little.How to deal with this situation, I am not high emotional intelligence, and lack of experience.

As a result, there was really only silence.I'm just holding her hand and I'm just trying to figure out how to deal with the fight that might break out.

Time passed in the silence between me and the fairy girl.Isil finally negotiated the price and brought the two horses over.One is a dirty lu hair, and the other is a standard brown hair.The two are not very old, they are still in the sub-adult state, and they need to be fed and cultivated well.

"That's the two horses. They're the best ones in the whole stable."

Britain is an island made up of goblin corpses, and naturally everything on it is strictly speaking elves.

So are horses.Isil's "Golden Week" has an intelligence similar to that of ordinary humans, except that he can't speak.

+【-$ The two horses seemed to understand Ithil's words, raised their heads, and showed themselves to their new owners.

"Ithil, are you kidding me? Although I don't know the skills of horses, I can still see that they are not adults, right?"

Isil didn't answer.She just raised her right hand, put it on top of her head, and then put her hand on her chest.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious - the fairy girl and I are not big, so we shouldn't ride a full-grown horse, sub-grown-up horses are enough.

This annoys me a bit.No one has ever dared to make fun of my height.

However, the girl next to me stopped me.I knew what she was thinking, so I asked the question in a different way.

"But, Ithil. Artoria and I want to use a carriage that can carry goods. A draft horse that can't run fast is the most suitable? You bought two best racehorses, isn't it a bit too wasteful? gone?"

"The freight carriage is just a stopgap measure. If a battle really breaks out, the speed of the mount is needed. 'Golden Week' is the fastest war horse in Britain. If it is not a good horse, it cannot keep up with the speed of 'Golden Week', and things will be dealt with in the future It will become troublesome to get up—and, no matter what kind of goods, the value in Britain is not high, it is better to just throw them away and go to a new town to buy."

"You say they are the best horses in this stable? I can't see it."

"When they run, you will know. Because they are still young, ordinary elves will be difficult to control. But I think this is not difficult for His Majesty's children and elves who can use disasters."

To become a knight of the round table, one must not only have excellent foot combat ability, but also riding skills, etiquette, and knowledge must not be left behind.

I don't have any pressure to tame the elf warhorse, it's just the girl beside me...

"It's fine, Mordred. The most basic of my spells is to be able to communicate with animals, plants, and fairies."

Now that she has said that, I have nothing more to say.

The three of us walked out of the stables, leading a horse each.

The girl chose Lu Mao, and the brown-haired one can only be ridden by me.

Isil is still riding her Golden Week.She herself is much taller than us, and her war horse is also a circle bigger.

In the end, the girl and I were like her squires, with no reputation at all.

The elf warhorse is indeed very smart, and the girl can communicate with the warhorse by speaking the ancient Briton language.

Even though she had never ridden a horse before, the girl still sat on the saddle easily, holding the rein decently, and walked on the road.

Isil was very interested in the girl's language, but he just listened, without asking, and honestly acted as our companion.

When we came to the hotel, the Elf boss was very enthusiastic.Although an inn was opened, it was actually more like a mansion with some rooms allocated for living.And the life of the elves can be expected to be quite lazy, pestering the girl and me, asking questions, just like those gossip aunts in TV dramas, who must ask us all the details.

Fortunately, Isil revealed his identity.This enthusiastic elf lady who was in the latter half of her 20s finally stopped.

After being tossed like this, the time quickly came to the middle of the night.For the purpose of protecting the girl, I chose the same house as her.

"That... Mordred really doesn't need to sleep on the bed?"

"No need. I'll just make the floor."

Having said that, I didn't have any idle hands, I inflated the sleeping bag I bought on the side of the road, and then got into it.

The girl sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes drooping, she seemed a little nervous, and also a little sad.

Still the same as in the past, she didn't know how to deal with the dull atmosphere, so she kept silent, waiting for others to rescue her.

The life of the so-called savior is probably like this, right?That's why she was so unconfident and always so timid.

—I still have to come.

"Although it is an elf hotel, all aspects of equipment are very good, the bed is also big, and I confessed my love in the stable just now, but don't forget, Artoria, I am the heir of the father, and I am her knight We've only known each other for a few days, let's wait until the matter develops to a certain level, and then continue to talk about other things... I'm a little sleepy today, so I'll go to bed first."

What a mess, it's better not to say it, it's completely meaningless except for me and her to think wildly.

The girl didn't respond.I simply closed my eyes.The sleeping bag is good quality, soft and warm, but I have trouble falling asleep.

Before, because she was going to learn magic from Merlin, the girl fell asleep quickly.But tonight, her breathing has been heavy, not as easy as sleeping.

Take a deep breath.I got out of my sleeping bag, said nothing, and fell asleep on the other side of the bed.

There was only one quilt on the whole bed, and I didn't reach out, just put on my daily clothes and closed my eyes.

Unknowingly, there is a sense of depression and irritability in the air.Obviously the body has been cleaned by the girl's magic, but the body is always inexplicably itchy, and the spirit cannot be calmed down like a mosquito chirping in the ear.

Then, at some point, the girl took my hand.Her hands are very warm and soft, which are two extremes of her father's.

At some point, the girl moved the pillow to my side.Although she and I were both wearing clothes, we could both clearly feel the heat from our respective bodies.

"... Mordred." She whispered my name softly.

"Can't sleep?" I asked softly with my eyes closed.

"Well... I can't sleep." She answered me.

"Is Merlin's magic lesson okay?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't go once in a while... Anyway, I think my spells are quite useless, no matter how much I learn, it's not very good. It's better to use the staff as a stick. It's easier, instead of manipulating the slow vine restraint enemy."

"I also think that guy Merlin is quite useless. If he can stay by your side instead of hiding in a dream, you won't be so embarrassed that you keep repeating failures until now even the first bite The bells for the tour did not ring."

"But it's different now. With Mordred by my side, I think the tour will be easy."

I opened my eyes.But he didn't turn his head to look at the girl beside him, but stared at the intricate leaf patterns on the ceiling.

Is it going fast?Not really fast.I haven't had a heart-to-heart relationship with her yet, and I haven't fully determined my feelings in my heart.

So, some fear accumulated in my heart unconsciously.Afraid of not being able to protect her.Afraid of not being able to maintain a position when he is an enemy of his father.I'm afraid that one day I don't like her anymore, and I feel annoying when I look at her...

As a result, at such an important moment, I couldn't even look at her face—but it didn't matter, she, who was also timid, couldn't look at my face either.We two extremely cowardly people, just wasting the time of the night like this.

"I've said it before. I'm here, so your mission will definitely be completed. Even Meluxin can't beat me. Who else can win me in this Lost Belt? Except for the father, there should be none..."

"But... sooner or later, Mordred will become an enemy of his father, right?" I was really surprised that the timid woman could ask such a question. "Or it would be better to give up now and return to my father? I...I don't think I have such a high value, and let Mordred pay so much for no reason."

"If I said that I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you, would you believe me?"

The girl didn't answer.I can't even think about answering.She is timid and shy, and this question is too difficult for her.

However, to my surprise, she was much more courageous tonight.Even this kind of question can be answered quickly.

"Believe it. Mordred is really good at disguising, but the eyes can always reveal the true thoughts in the heart."

"Then you should also see it from my eyes? I'm looking for another person from you."

"I know. Those foreigners who claimed to be from Chaldea also regarded me as another person-but Mordred is different from me. It was indeed a misunderstanding at first, but it was soon determined that I was Such a goblin, right? So, the person Mordred likes is no longer the person he mistook at the beginning, but is indeed me like this village girl."

"You are very confident. Forget that I forcibly dragged you to start the journey?"

"Of course I haven't. I can forget what Mordred said at that time, but I can't forget Bagster's entrustment."

I'm a little speechless... This silly girl really doesn't treat me as an outsider, and she still misses that dog demon.

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"Sure enough, you're a fairy. You like to lie so much. I thought your character was very sincere, Arturia."

"It's not just a lie, I also like to play pranks! It's just that I never have a chance! You have to be careful, Mordred!"

She is indeed very bold today, she can even say such words without any scruples.

As for the reason for being bold... thinking about it now, it's easy to figure it out.

"A prank...then I'll just wait. If I get caught then, begging for mercy will be useless!"

"If I begged for mercy at that time, what would Mordred do?"

This tone, these words... can't be wrong, I've heard it from Jeanne.

It's just that I was really inexperienced, and I didn't know what to say, so I faltered and gave up the initiative.

"...what to do...what else to do? Just do what you want..."

"...Huh? I thought Mordred was a very powerful person in the field of love, but unexpectedly... pure love?"

"Where did you get all this nonsense?"

"I can't help it. A few years ago, I met a friend and learned a lot of relevant knowledge from her. She... how should I put it, she is quite an amorous woman, right? I know so much after hearing about it. me?"

This also surprised me.

Obviously at the beginning it felt like a girl who was like a blank sheet of paper, but now it seems that she is not like a blank sheet of paper.

In other words, she actually experienced a lot, but what happened later made her take the initiative to fade those colors.

As for the friend Arturia mentioned... I'm afraid the ending will not be very happy.

Thinking of this, I tried to bring the topic to the business——I was able to deal with the business.

"Speaking of which, Artoria, who were your main enemies during the previous trip?"

"There are many... The refugees who were expelled from their homes, the queen's army, the elves of the dragon army. Many, many are hostile to me. My companions and I are hiding everywhere, trying to ring the bell of Norwich's tour, But the results all ended in failure. In order to protect me, some of them were taken in by the dragon army, and some gave their lives. In the end, only Bagster took me to that swamp and lived in seclusion."

I muttered to myself, and since then reassessed my position in the girl's heart.

"Then... Mordred?"

"Wait a little longer. Arturia... I... I'm not ready yet."

"Is that so..."

Her voice was a little lost.

If it was the father, what would she say?

I'm afraid a few words can settle this matter, right?

I have only eight years in my real life, so I am still too inexperienced.

So, I started trying to mend relationships and make commitments, just like my father would do.

"At least the relationship is still improving steadily, isn't it? Now we haven't even sounded the first tour bell, and we still have a long journey, so there is no need to be so anxious..."

"Well... I see. I understand..."

Lost is no longer something that can be described, but can be classified as "disappointment".

Not disappointed in me, but disappointed in herself - but why, I really can't figure it out.

This kind of thing can only ask the father for help. It has nothing to do with ability, but only with life experience.

...I still need to work hard to improve myself. In the future, this situation will only happen more.

Chapter 58: Confused about growing up