No one knows King Arthur better than I do

No one knows King Arthur better than I do Author: Li Shaoming

Introduction:

Karl crossed over and came to the royal capital of Camelot, and opened a small restaurant here, intending to live an honest life.

I don't know if people in this place like dark cuisine or they don't come out to eat. There are very few customers in the small restaurant he opened. Only a young lady named Al and her companions often come here.

"Do you think King Arthur really doesn't understand people's hearts?"

"Do you think King Arthur really deserves to be called the Chosen King?"

"Do you think Mordred can inherit the throne?"

Hearing that the eldest lady cared so much about these messy things, although Carl was helpless, he still told her about the money given by the other party.

Finally one day, Arturia, who was aliased as Al, couldn't bear it anymore.

"Boss, I have a showdown, I am King Arthur!"

"What!? King Arthur can't be a girl!"

1. The Tavern, the Orphan, and the Traveler

Carl sat in his tavern and looked at the quiet, even somewhat cold back street outside the door, his eyes met the whitening sunlight in the afternoon, and he couldn't help sighing while being dazzled.

As a time traveler, he might be lucky.

It's not the kind where the system is a conspiracy like modern time travelers, time travel is a conspiracy, the system just thinks about how to kill the host, and even your ashes are exchanged for points.

Al is more like a time traveler in that old-fashioned story.

The system is dumb, has no consciousness, will not release tasks, and will draw a lottery when the time is up. It even gives you a novice gift package at the beginning to ensure your safety.

It's not a black family who crossed over, and there is no background of bitterness and hatred.

In this life, he was an orphan who was so innocent that he had never even met his biological parents. His adoptive parents opened a tavern in the back street of the main street of Camelot, and they gave it to him as a matter of course after their death.

It's that simple, it's that simple.

— Karl thought so until yesterday.

But after the past day, Carl is now full of question marks about the world.

Of course, these question marks do not mean that Karl has a problem, but that there is a problem in this world!

Thinking of this, Karl couldn't help looking at his palm, feeling the terrifying power contained in it, and clenched his fist subconsciously.

The power he has now is brought by the novice gift pack.

In addition to a 24-hour lottery draw, his system only has this novice gift package.

The items in the starter pack are a set of enhancements.

First is a strong heart, then extremely strong combat skills and experience, strong intuition, monster-like physique, and even a set of armor. The armor carries an invincible defense that can be triggered once a day and lasts for several seconds at a time.

After merging these things, Karl felt like he had become a superman!

God of the world!

Because according to the memories he received, this era is similar to a certain era in the Middle Ages, the country is still fighting, the old king died not long ago, and the new king took office not long ago.

Moreover, the new king is called Arthur, which is even more comfortable for Karl, a guy who is a bit interested in history, and he can grasp exactly what this place is in an instant.

It is also probably clear what era this is.

If placed in the east, it may be the time of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

On the British side, there are fictional legends—that is, the era of Arthur, the Eternal King.

If he is incapable, then Karl will probably endure the misery of this era in this tavern, wasting away in pain until he dies.

But they all became Superman. At the beginning, Carl actually wanted to do something.

I also considered returning home.

But not to mention the level of navigation in this era, just the life span of a human being and the factors of the times in China, I am afraid that it will be difficult to change something after I go back.

But if he stayed here, he had a slightly different plan.

After all, the Middle Ages was not suitable for a modern person like him to survive.

and so.

Three days ago, Karl went to the Grand Master of the Knights to buy a map, and then found King Arthur's enemies in this era, the Saxons.

Relying on his excellent ability, he killed the Saxon lair. He originally wanted to become king here, but relying on his understanding of history, he didn't want to be an excellent king, but only wanted to be a local emperor.

And then…

He killed a dragon in the headquarters of the Saxons!

No, to be precise, it's not killing a dragon, but the leader of the Saxons suddenly turned into a white dragon. It's so terrifying that it spews out three miles of fire. If he didn't have armor He was probably sprayed to death with that one sip.

Then he didn't dare to continue the fight, turned his head and ran away, so that the opponent's shadow would not even try to catch up with him!

How can people fight monsters!

Fighting monsters is Ultraman's job.

slip away.

Then Carl, who ran all the way back, has always been like this.

He didn't even have the idea of ​​being a local emperor.

Although I don’t know if it’s because of the fictional history, but compared to the Middle Ages recorded in history, the place is at least much cleaner, and the security is much better. The system has drawn a lot of food before, so I don’t worry about it.

So apart from no entertainment measures, everything else is fine.

while entertaining...

Thinking of this, Carl felt a little toothache.

Kamijou ordered him to study day and night in order to get into a good university. He got up at [-] o'clock every day and had to drink a glass of milk for breakfast. In order not to affect his studies, he did not watch anime, did not play games, and occasionally read novels, but never Don't overdo it, and don't look for extra stimulation for yourself, so as to ensure that you can stay up late and study without distraction...

Then he studied so hard, and ended up passing through the day before the exam...

What the hell!

I tried not to enjoy it before, and I just wanted to wait until I got into a good university, find a good job later, and work hard now, so I will have a lot of time to play in the future.

In the end, I passed the time-traveling without taking the test, and now even if I wanted to watch it, I couldn’t see it, and I couldn’t play it anymore.

So angry!

Thinking of this, Karl couldn't help but sigh.

Although he gained a certain amount of strength, Karl didn't have any messy ideas before extracting new things through the system.

After all, the Saxon next door even had dragons running out.

Here in Britain...

I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup or ecstasy drug Arthur, Merlin, Morgan, etc. gave to his subordinates, but in short, according to his understanding, you may only be able to defeat the knights here. But it doesn't make them recognize you as the king of Camelot.

As for how he knew...

When Karl thought of this, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and with the sound of creaking, a beautiful woman who could blend in with the afternoon sun appeared in Karl's vision.

She tossed her long light blonde hair, wore a black cloak, and took off the hood that was used to hide her face before entering the door.

At this moment, there was dissatisfaction in those light blue eyes, as well as a hint of sadness.

"Carl, Morgan's competition has completely failed. Now that all the knights have recognized King Arthur, what do you think is wrong with Lord Morgan? Why is that old man...cough cough, it was the previous king who wanted to choose Arthur, who came out of nowhere to inherit the throne what!"

Eh.

Carl looked at the woman named Moore in front of him and couldn't help sighing.

It can be said that Cao Cao is here, and Cao Cao is here.

It is said that she is Morgan's maid, and this guy's admiration for Morgan is difficult to express in words-in simple terms, she even brings herself into the role of Morgan, thinking about what she thinks, and hurting what she hurts.

Very sick.

This made Carl curious.

What kind of charisma does Morgan have to worship his maid like this?

"Carl, come and judge, how is that Arthur better than Lord Morgan!?"

Karl looked at Moore who was walking towards him, and shook his head helplessly.

"Probably... because Arthur can eat better than Morgan."

……

2. What kind of person do you think Morgan is?

"The reason why the former king chose Arthur to inherit the throne must have his own considerations."

"Of course, I don't think the former king necessarily thought that Arthur was stronger than Mr. Morgan. It might be a unique way of caring for Mr. Morgan. It's hard to say."

Ok?

When Moore heard what Carl said, he couldn't help but raised his head and looked at the owner of the tavern.

"care?"

She obviously couldn't understand what Karl was talking about, but Karl just spread his hands and talked casually while preparing wine and appetizers for Moore on the public bar.

"Think about it, the situation on the side of the Saxons and our side of Camelot is very dangerous now. Even the previous king suffered a major defeat at the hands of the Saxons. If it wasn't for this failure, then the previous king might have more Live for a while."

Hearing what Carl said, Moore nodded.

She felt the same way.

Since returning from that failure, Uther Wang's family has been talking about the red dragon, and his health has become worse and worse, and finally passed away.

Thinking of Saxon, a trace of resentment flashed in Moore's eyes.

She didn't hide her emotions, and Karl naturally noticed.

Carl was not surprised by this - after all, the Moore in front of him didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Morgan had given her, and she was obviously also a diehard Camelot loyalist.

It would be strange if such a person would have any good looks towards Camelot's enemy Saxon.

"So, to put it bluntly, the situation in today's Camelot is quite complicated, and it's also very chaotic. If this is handed over directly to Mr. Morgan, it will definitely be a mess for Mr. Morgan...so maybe the former king wanted to let Mr. Morgan Arthur takes over this mess, if Arthur can't handle it, and Lord Morgan takes over smoothly, then the people will not transfer their hatred to Lord Morgan."

Carl put the wine and appetizers in front of Moore, and then slowly said these things with her thoughtful expression.

And of course...these are all lies!

Although Karl doesn't know King Uther, and doesn't know much about the historical background of this fictional world, he still knows the legend of King Arthur and Merlin.

The reason why the throne was passed to Arthur was, in the final analysis, because of the plan between him and Merlin.

Arthur is the Chosen King, the Eternal King.

The red dragon will eventually defeat the white dragon and finally lead the country to prosperity.

But for such a thing, Karl maintains a wait-and-see attitude.

After all, the white dragon can really turn into a white dragon—unless you, Arthur, can turn into a red dragon, otherwise Carl thinks that if there are no alien friends from the M78 nebula, they will suffer severely.

Carl thinks so, but Moore doesn't think so.

If she thinks about it carefully, it seems that no matter whether it's Uther or Merlin—these people have a better relationship with her, and it doesn't make sense to pass it on to Arthur.

It was because she couldn't understand, that's why she changed her name to Moore to drink away her sorrows in this kind of tavern.

so...

What Karl said seems to make sense!

But while thinking this way, Moore also thought of another possibility.

"Boss, what are you going to do if Arthur really defeats the Saxons?"

Really beat?

Carl looked at Moore, chuckled and shook his head.