No one knows King Arthur better than I do

Truth be told, Carl had planned on letting her do whatever she wanted in the first place.

Of course, Nero intends to hold a national parade concert among all nations.

A total of 62 days, each town will open once.

Carl thought it was pretty good at first, and he thought it was rare for a singer like Nero to do such troublesome things.

But under the unanimous opposition of Scathach, Mordred, Morgan, and Artoria, Karl finally rejected Nero's proposal, and arranged her to go to the troops of the nations, and Altria Toria trains troops in the form of opponents, and from time to time there will be a big troop competition.

So actually everyone is busy, including Carl.

Carl also has a lot of things to do every day, and he is also busy fishing. He really can't squeeze out any time.

But today Karl rarely held the highest summit of all nations, so even they squeezed out part of their time to participate in the meeting, intending to see what Karl had to say.

"It's almost summer."

Carl crossed his hands, supported his chin, and spoke with a serious face.

"Summer is hot, and things are perishable—how is the development of the art for preserving food and other things going?"

Karl first asked some normal questions, and after getting the rune refrigerator he wanted from Morgan, Karl nodded.

Ice cubes to be used in summer are also not a problem.

After all, there is magic in this world, and many climate problems are actually not a problem.

A few runes are all done.

And since there are no such problems...

"Let's have a festival."

Hearing what Karl said suddenly, Scathach also sighed.

She knew that Carl's words could be understood in another way.

— That means he wants to fish again!

But Scathach didn't say anything about this kind of thing, after all, it's useless if you say it, because...

"The festival is not bad! I think this proposal is very good!"

After hearing what Carl said, Morgan nodded directly.

Then Mordred, the guard, had no objection at all.

Arturia was frowning and thinking about something, and then Scathach saw Karl speak directly.

"There are a lot of delicious things at the festival. We will prepare grilled sausages, grilled squid, grilled corn, fruit candy skewers, marshmallows, sugar figures, takoyaki, teppanyaki noodles, etc..."

Upon hearing what Karl said, Artoria nodded immediately.

"I feel good!"

Seeing that Artoria surrendered so quickly, although Scathach had expected it, he still looked at her helplessly.

After Artoria noticed Scathach's gaze, her face flushed slightly, and then she started waving her hands indiscriminately, and hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

"Don't get me wrong! I didn't agree to hold the festival because of the food, it's just...just..."

Artoria didn't think of an excuse for a moment, and then she just saw Mordred, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"It's just that I saw Mordred looking like he wanted to eat, so I agreed!"

Mordred: Huh?

Mordred, who was thrown by Arturia, looked confused, and when Mordred looked over, he and Arturia exchanged glances, and saw Artoria's three-pointer Stubborn, pitiful eyes - hey, this person is really cunning...

"Yes, I really want to eat grilled squid!"

After Skaha saw this wave of father-son linkage, he really had nothing to do with these two guys.

Then she put her last hope on Nero.

Nero is really different from Artoria and Morgan.

Arturia is probably the one who is most likely to be persuaded by Carl on these trivial matters, and Morgan... Except for a few things that this guy will do some actions that are beyond Scathach's understanding, most of the time she simply It's Karl's answering bug!

She said what Carl said.

Rarely will anyone have a different opinion than Carl!

Seeing Morgan like this, Scathach basically had a guess...

Karl was originally in Britain.

——He must have been raised and disabled by you!

——Otherwise, how could Karl be so salty!

——If Carl met me first, he might have become the strongest fighter long ago!

But Nero is different.

In comparison, Nero is actually more like Karl's sister. He will teach and guide Karl in many things. It is also at this negotiating table that the only possible ally of Skaha can prevent Karl from fishing.

In fact, Scathach could tell that Nero was indeed frowning, as if he wanted to say something.

But before she could speak, Carl spoke first.

"Nero, let's hold a concert at this festival. Although you were helpless when you wanted to go on tour before, you had no choice but to reject you. This time, it is considered as compensation. I also want to hear you sing. "

Hearing what Karl said, Nero was obviously taken aback.

——Could it be that Karl wants to hold a festival not to catch fish but to make up for the rest! ?

I'm so touched, Yu is so touched, Karl!

Nero, fall!

After seeing Nero like this, Scatha sighed slightly. Sure enough, everything was as she expected at first—it was useless for her to object (

Therefore, the decision to hold the summer festival of the nations is passed!

……

28. Scatha victory?

Eh--!

Scathach didn't know how many times he sighed today.

The reason is of course because of the festival.

Arturia agreed to hold the festival—then she and Mordred went back to train the troops and guards.

Nero agreed to hold the festival - she will go back to practice singing now.

Morgan agreed to hold the festival - and then she went back to the clock tower.

So here comes the question, who should prepare for the festival?

"—Who else is there besides me!?"

Looking at the sudden pile of work, Scathach felt that he was becoming irritable.

And her job is more than that.

After she finished handling the matters related to the festival, she had to go back to deal with the government affairs that she should have dealt with... Oh, if she heard that Carl had asked for leave after returning, then she would also have to deal with the work that Karl had to deal with by the way!

Thinking of this, Scathach leaned back on the chair.

Take a step back... the more you think about it, the more angry you get!

"what--"

"If Cu Chulainn did this, I would have killed him long ago!"

From a long distance, Karl heard Scathach's voice.

At this moment, he was late, and then pushed open the door, scratched his head at Scathach after entering the door, and laughed.

"Skaha, I'm taking leave this afternoon."

what! ?

Although Skaha had a hunch that Karl would ask for leave today, she didn't expect that she had just thought about Karl's asking for leave, so he really came to ask for leave!

"Sorry, I really have something important to do today."

Karl was obviously taken aback when he saw Scathach, and then he walked in, scratched his head, and spoke slowly.

Scathach frowned and glanced at Karl when he heard that.

After staring at him for a while, I realized that Karl really didn't seem like a liar.

Is he really busy today?

"Is something wrong? Do you need my help?"

Hearing what Scathach said, Karl shook his head.

"I am enough alone, so this fake..."

Hearing what Karl said, Scatha gave him a blank look.

"If you really have something to do, can I not let you go?"

"That's it."

With that said, Karl ran away quickly.

Scathach looked at the closed door and the work piled up in front of him, and then thought that he would have to deal with both his own work and Karl's work after returning, and felt a little dark in front of his eyes.

After a long time, she sighed heavily again.

Eh--

With such a sigh from her, the door of Scathach's room was pushed open again.

It was none other than Karl who leaned in half of his body from outside the door.

"By the way, Scathach, there is something I wanted to ask you before."

"Ok?"

"Is the life of sighing and sighing interesting?"

Um! ?

"—who do you think I blame for my moaning and sighing!"

The spear made of steel penetrated directly through the gate and stuck on the wall next to Karl's head.

Feeling the temperature from the iron gun in his ear, Karl shrank his neck and left.

He really has important things to do today.

So now that Scathach is at least not sighing, it's time for him to go too.

☆

It was night after Scathach finished the work of the festival.

The work of the festival is nothing to her—but when she thinks about her own work and Karl's work, which are more numerous and more troublesome to deal with after returning home, Scatha feels tired thinking about it.

He walked out of the temporary processing department that handled festivals and returned to his office.

Turn on the rune lamp casually, and slowly move to the desk.

"Ok?"

Originally, Scathach still had a headache when she saw the official affairs piled up on the table, but after she went through them carefully, she found that these official affairs had already been dealt with.

And it looks like Carl handled it.

After she went through all of them, she realized that these Karls had already been dealt with.

Thinking of this, Skaha, who was leaning on the chair, unconsciously smiled.

"It seems that he still knows that I have to deal with the festival today, so he helped me handle all the work here before asking for leave... So it seems that Carl, a salty fish, is not completely hopeless."

As soon as he said this, Skaha thought of the conjecture he had made in the previous meeting.

——Morgan and the others must have raised Carl!