Artoria wants to read people's hearts

She tried her best to suppress the corners of her happy mouth, and then put her forehead on Artoria's.

"That's more or less the same." The ice blue in her eyes was like the cleanest sky, filled with the figure of the king.

"But don't worry—" she said to her husband, "—with Mordred and Morgan by my side, I won't be in any harm."

"Morgan? Mordred!"

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, but Artoria calmed down in the next second, and instantly understood the relationship.

That's right, these three people are originally a group.

It doesn't make sense to say that Guinevere is here, but the two of them don't.

Thinking of this, Arturia seemed to think of Morgan's last sentence "the future will last forever" in the last world.

It's really helpless, how obsessed they are with that matter.

With emotion in her heart, she heard her wife say happily and proudly, "Al, let me tell you, I can do magic now."

As she spoke, she happily rubbed the tip of her husband's small and delicate nose.

Then raised his head slightly, like a student who got full marks in the exam, extremely proud.

"I learned magic from Morgan. Today, I can already protect myself."

Guinevere didn't dare to talk too much, after all, this world is really dangerous.

Even Morgan and Mordred, these two people dare not be too presumptuous in this world.

But asking for nothing else, self-protection without causing trouble, this level is not a problem for her at the moment.

Nodding her head, Artoria felt happy for his wife's growth.

"It's amazing, Guini." She reached out and touched Guinevere's cheek, and raised her hand to pin the loose hair behind her ear.

She looked at her as if looking at a flower that had been picked long ago but was still beautiful and fresh.

It's hard for her not to see the beauty of his wife, after all, she picked it off because of the beauty of the girl, didn't she?

As her chest swelled, Artoria couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh.

At this moment, she twisted her wrist, and pinched the black-haired girl's cheek with her right hand in a mischievous manner.

Like a frightened little rabbit, Guinevere's beautiful ice blue eyes widened instantly, looking at her wicked husband in disbelief and condemnation.

"However, you really make me helpless."

Artoria pulled her right hand, and pinched the other's fair and soft cheek into the shape of half a bun.

"I really didn't expect that you would mess around with Morgan and Mordred."

"It's not fooling around!"

Frowning, the queen seemed to think of something, and slowly, sadness appeared in her eyes.

"...I just don't want to go through that scene anymore."

That was a scene that Guinevere would never forget. The blond Wang closed her eyes and fell into a long sleep, disappearing from her life without a trace.

Talking about her love and pain, she said, "Al, I just don't want to be parted from you."

"Clap."

It seemed that drops of water fell on Arturia's face, which was cool, and then slid down her cheeks.

However, those were not drops of water, but the tears of his wife's grief.

It was as if her heart had been hit hard by a heavy object, and Artoria became flustered visibly with the naked eye.

The eyes were so heavy that they couldn't lift them up, and there were a few heavy drops of water hanging on the long eyelashes. Guinevere blinked a few times, and then fell down unsteadily.

His vision was hazy, and through the faint mist, a face with a flustered expression was reflected.

That was the king she admired most in her heart, and also her favorite husband.

But at this moment, her lover stretched out his hands to hold her face in the palm of his hand, his movements were as cautious as if he were treating a treasure in the world.

"Gui Ni, don't cry."

Coaxing softly, Artoria wiped the corners of the black-haired girl's eyes with her soft fingertips.

"It's my willfulness that made you sad. I'm really sorry about this matter." She sighed softly, her wife's face was reflected in those lake-like eyes.

Under the light, the golden-haired king was as soft as water, and the faint halo reflected on her body with an indescribable beauty, as if it had spanned an untold amount of time.

"I made you cry again, this matter makes me feel worse than killing me." She raised her eyes, and looked at Guinevere, who was hazy with tears.

"You know, I love you, and that love is the distance from here to the moon, and back again."

".......I know."

Whispering softly, Her Royal Highness the Queen of Britain finally smiled.

There are still tears in the corners of my eyes, but just like the most beautiful rose that I bloomed after the rain, it is as beautiful as a dream.

I love you as you love me.

I respect you as you respect me.

Artoria looked at his wife's smiling face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Gui Ni, I'm a person with no sentimentality—" She let go of her hand, and then combed the other's long black hair with her fingers, "——every mountain is a mountain, every sea is a sea, every flower is a flower. "

"But..." She paused, holding Guinevere's hands in front of her chest, "...Only after seeing you, the sea of ​​clouds began to surge, Jiang Chao It starts to surge, even the tiny tentacles of insects seem to be scratching the itch of the whole world, as long as I hold your hand, no matter where I am, I feel like I am running towards happiness."

Guinevere bit her lip, blushed and lowered her head, that kind of tenderness, shyness, pity and pity were hard to describe with words in the world.

"Really, I haven't seen you for so long, and I'm getting more glib."

She snorted, but she couldn't help but pecked lightly on her husband's cheek.

Obviously, Her Royal Highness was once again cheered up by the king.

Chapter 20 Don't ask about the harvest, but ask about the cultivation (two in one)

They resumed the conversation they had just started.

"So—" Artoria asked her wife softly, "—you said you came to this world with Morgan and Mordred, but why didn't I see them here? trace?"

This matter made her very puzzled.

Logically speaking, the three of them should have acted together when they came to this world together, but now......

Guinevere was the only one in this human stronghold, which was indeed beyond Arturia's expectations.

"...We're scattered."

Guinevere smiled a little embarrassedly.

"The barriers in this world are stronger than before, so that when teleporting in, there was a small problem with the positioning rune of magic......"

As she said that, she stretched out her hand and gestured to Artoria with a fingertip universe.

"The three of us were teleported to different places, but fortunately, we had expected this to happen before we set off, so each of us has an emergency contact spell."

I thought about it quite well.

Raising her eyebrows, Artoria felt a little wry about this.

Her Royal Highness continued to tell, "We originally wanted to do something, but this world is not simple...Many creatures can pose a threat to us."

Nodding her head, Artoria agreed, "Indeed, this world is the most dangerous world I have ever experienced, and it is also the worst world for the human race. .”

Al, who said such words, had no idea that in the second world she experienced, there was actually a foul called the Demon God.

So much so that in her impression, the current world is the most dangerous one.

"All in all—" Sighing softly, Her Royal Highness's smile seemed a little helpless, "—human beings in this world are really too difficult, and even Morgan doesn't bother to let you... …”

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, she just gave Arturia a meaningful look, but the meaning she wanted to express was already in her mouth.

"........"

The blond king smiled wryly, and nodded to show that he already understood.

This well-known matter was temporarily revealed, and Artoria changed the subject with a guilty conscience.

Coughing lightly, she asked, "So, what are your plans for the future?"

She originally asked this just to know about their plans, but unexpectedly, this question resulted in a moment of silence from his wife.

"........."

Sadness slowly appeared in the eyes of the black-haired and blue-eyed queen.

"Al, my king." As if sighing, Guinevere asked her husband back, "Are human beings always so fragile?"

This world is like a piece of old cloth that has long been tattered, full of deathly black ash and continuous wars.

After the three people who had just come to this world knew the plight of human beings, they couldn't help feeling a heart-wrenching pain.

Although they are not in the same world, they, who are also human beings, cannot sit idly by.

Seeing his wife's expression, Artoria seemed to understand something.

"Gui Ni...what did you all see?"

"...We saw battleships like rain, shouts like thunder, and blood that was as hot as a river."

The Queen of Britain lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and the emotions in her eyes were full of wild smoke.

"The white hair of a loving mother, the gaze of a young girl, the cry of a young child...the farewell between life and death, the angry eyes of a man when he roars, the escape after abandoning everything, but in the end..."

Taking a deep breath, the girl's beautiful pair of icy blue eyes was filled with mist.

"...finally, with an explosion and a cloud of smoke, everything drifted away."

Arturia didn't speak, she just silently hugged each other's hands tightly, comforting his wife silently and gently.

"We were communicating remotely—" Her Royal Highness sighed, "—even though we were in different places, all of us could see clearly because of the magic."

"Mordred was nearby when it happened, and the child tried to save them, but in the end nothing was done...It happened too quickly, and the time left for her was too short. "

When Arturia heard this, a trace of bewilderment faded from her expression.

Based on her understanding of Mordred........ She can probably imagine what kind of expression the child will have after this.

Mordred, though ill-tempered, was a competent knight anyway, so she must have been exasperated by this tragedy.

As for Morgan..., seeing such a thing, she must also feel unhappy.

Recalling that she didn't see the two of them here, Artoria suddenly seemed to have some understanding in her heart.

"...Did the two of them go to make trouble?"

Tilting his head, the blond king showed a sense of helplessness on his face.

Although it was a question sentence, in the final analysis, she already knew the answer to this matter the moment she asked.

Sure enough, she got an affirmative answer from her wife.

"Morgan's face is gloomy, and so is Mordred—" Guinevere said, and added with a wry smile, "—I must have had that ugly expression at the time."

"After a moment of silence, they jointly made a decision to find out and punish the culprit."

"I am also grieved, and I want to contribute to this matter..." When she said this, the wry smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to deepen, "...but I It's really too weak, although I can protect myself by learning magic, but I can't kill the enemy at all in this world."

The knight and witch who have experienced many battles, and the queen who has lived in the court for a long time.

The experience in combat... is not always equal.

"So as it should be, I was left behind by those two people."

Shrugging her shoulders, Guinevere showed a trace of helplessness on her face.

"However, we did our homework before we acted. After learning about everything, we decided to help humans improve their living conditions while waiting for you to appear."

"So I started to act alone, and not long after that, I met Rick in the wilderness—" After a pause, she added, "—you will know what happened after that."

Her Royal Highness glanced at her husband, "I came to this stronghold and lived here for more than three months."

"So, Morgan and the others haven't contacted you since then?"

"Of course not." Shaking her head, Guinevere wrinkled her small and delicate nose, "Of course I will contact you at any time if there is anything to do, but if nothing happens, we will use magic means to send information every other month. exchange."

"They are walking outside to inquire about information, and they must be more aware of the situation in the world than me who stays in the stronghold. Therefore, in order for the people here to survive better, I will pass on the information I got from Morgan and the others. Process it and tell Rick in a way that won't attract suspicion."