Artoria wants to read people's hearts

She slowly raised her hand, then swung it down forcefully.

"attack!"

Following her order, amidst earth-shattering shouts, countless brave British soldiers rushed onto the battlefield, like a sharp sword, colliding blood and flesh with the enemy.

Artoria took the lead and rushed into the depths of the enemy.

Raise your hand, swing your sword, every time the sword light flows, it means the withering of a life.

Her figure was agile, like an ungraspable breeze, and the light and shadow formed by dark blue and silver floated on the battlefield.

Shuttle among the enemy army is like dancing.

It's just that compared to those soft dances, Arturia's every gesture of raising her hand is accompanied by blood.

Protected by the name Avalon, she abandoned all defensive measures.

Attack, attack!Attack again! !

His eyes were as cold as snow, and the light of his knife was as bright as the moon.

Ignoring the other party's howling and raising the sword to slash at her body, her expression did not change the slightest, and the sword of vowed victory pierced the other party's chest indomitably.

one two three.......

At the beginning, Arturia was still counting the number of people who died under her sword, but in the end, she just gave up this boring thing.

Because there is no way to count them.

Suddenly, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that Mordred was entangled by three enemies and couldn't escape for a while.

And behind him, there is a Saxon who is preparing to take this opportunity to attack.

"Mordred! Watch out!!"

She shouted hastily, and at the same time turned her footsteps, and galloped in the direction of Mordred.

"boom!"

Arturia smashed the ground with one step, and with the violent vibration of the ground, an invisible shock wave rolled up around her.

The nearby enemy troops were shaken one by one and collapsed to the ground.

"Shh!"

Hearing a soft sound from the blade, Arturia suddenly accelerated with the sword of vowed victory, and disappeared in place like fireworks blooming in the sky.

When the figure appeared again, she had already brought Mordred by his side.

Raise your hand, raise your sword, its momentum is like a rainbow, and the cold white sword light is as beautiful as a crescent moon and swings downward.

In an instant, the enemy who wanted to sneak attack was beheaded by Artoria's sword.

"Father?!"

Mordred yelled in surprise, and then slashed the three Saxons who fell to the ground due to the shock with his backhand.

Seeing the joy of the father and king is a joy, but killing the enemy on the battlefield must never be forgotten.

"Never be careless on the battlefield!"

Arturia motioned Mordred to look behind her, and taught with a serious face.

"!!!"

Mordred turned around to look, and a feeling of fear suddenly came to his mind.

She touched her nose uncomfortably, then lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake, "I made you worry, I will pay attention next time."

Seeing her daughter's well-behaved appearance, Artoria nodded in relief.

A bright sword slid across the sky, and the blue swordsman rushed into the enemy's belly again.

It's just that this time, the scope of her battle has narrowed a bit, and she can always see the silver-red girl knight from the corner of her eye.

If someone can stop to appreciate this sword technique, they will find that the sky and the earth are as white as snow and moon.

However, this is a battlefield, and all those who admired this beauty have died.

Can't breathe, can't move.

As time goes by, more and more enemies start to fear.

When Artoria's figure appeared beside them, very few chose to raise their swords to fight, and more of them turned around and fled without armor.

The most important thing in the confrontation between the two armies is morale.

But now, the morale of the British army is increasing, while the morale of the Saxons is plummeting.

The battle has been decided, and at this time the enemy has no hope of turning the tables. This group of hyenas have been beaten by King Arthur and began to doubt their lives.

retreat,!retreat! !

When the signal to retreat was finally issued, the surviving Saxons breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no need to die anymore.

As if there was a lion chasing them behind them, they moved their legs desperately one by one, scrambling to escape from this one-sided battlefield hell.

What about aggression, the Saxons now just want to go home and find their mother.

Can't win!There is no way to win! !

As long as there is King Arthur, Britain is a lion, and no one can eat from it.

"Father, they are going to run away!"

Mordred shouted anxiously. She looked at the fleeing enemy army in the distance, and she wanted to catch up with the slightest movement of her feet.

Can they escape, as long as they can seriously injure the opponent this time, the enemy will definitely be severely injured, and the war will be completely over by then.

"Wait a minute, Mordred!"

Arturia let out a low cry, and she stretched out her hand to block Mordred's figure who wanted to charge forward.

"Father?"

The silver girl knight was forced to stop and looked at her father with a puzzled face.

"Don't worry."

I saw Arturia smile mysteriously, "My dear daughter, how about my father set off a firework for you?"

In Mordred's bewildered eyes, Artoria took a deep breath and closed her eyes, then raised her hand and raised the sword of vowed victory above her head.

The blood of the red dragon is boiling, and the heart of the red dragon is beating.

Under her guidance, huge magic power poured into the long sword in her hand, which symbolized victory. Dazzling golden particles slowly floated in the air, and then rushed towards the sword.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the golden light, and they could feel the belief of victory coming from the sword.

"EX......."

When the time was right, Artoria opened her closed eyes and shouted out the true name of the Sword of Promised Victory.

"calibur!!!"

The sword of victory, which had been stored for a long time in her hand, was dazzling, and as she swung down vigorously, the huge magic light cannon roared towards the direction in which the Saxons retreated.

In the blink of an eye, before even the screams had time to wail, the terrifying beam of energy caught up to the target.

"boom!!!"

The deafening explosion sounded like the end of the world, and all the fleeing enemies were wiped out.

Since then, after a full twelve battles, King Arthur finally completely defeated the invading Saxons.

A time of peace once again ushered in Britain.

Chapter 61 Gui Ni, you have changed

King Arthur and her army came back before winter came.

This time can be said to be very good. After all, if it really drags on to the severe winter, it will cause a great burden on the entire army's operations.

After winning the battle, Arturia was in a good mood today as she was about to see her wife whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

When she saw Guinevere again, she was reading a thick book under the tree.

The maid serving beside her raised her head and noticed the arrival of His Highness the King. She was just about to speak to remind the queen who was reading a book, but Arturia silently stopped her.

The index finger of Wang's right hand stood up, put it on his mouth, and then shook his head slightly.

So the maid obediently closed her mouth, and at Artoria's signal, she quietly retreated, leaving the two of them a space to be alone.

I don't know if it was because she read it too seriously, Her Royal Highness, who was obsessed with the book world, didn't realize that her husband was standing beside her at this moment.

She looked down at her long-lost wife, with black hair and blue eyes, wearing a yellow dress, like a tulip in a vase, elegant and noble.

With a fair oval face, long eyelashes blinking, beautiful eyes are the color of the sea and sky, but this beauty is currently concentrating on reading the book in her hand.

Tranquility, peace, and a sense of literary style from Mo Duo.

Guinevere has long been out of the category of a girl, and with the passage of time and years, she has transformed into a truly elegant and noble woman.

This is the Queen of Britain, Arturia's wife, and the one she loves most in her life.

Arturia thought, if happiness could be graded, she would undoubtedly have reached the pinnacle of happiness at this moment.

Raising her head, she glanced around.

This is the royal garden, and the place where Guinevere chose to study is surrounded by red maple trees.

At the end of autumn, the beginning of winter, around November, whenever this season comes, these carefully cared for red maple trees will turn into a sea of ​​red.

Just like now.

Under the sunlight, the whole maple forest becomes more and more layered, and the bright red color makes people's hearts warm up at once.

The fiery leaves caught Artoria's eyes, and turned into pieces of brilliant colors in her eyes.

"do you know?"

She suddenly said, "Although the maple leaves are not big, their medicinal value is not small."

The sound from outside made Guinevere break away from the world in the book. She blinked her sour eyes and looked up at the person beside her.

"Al?!"

A voice of surprise came out of her mouth, she stood up hastily, the book slipped from her knees and fell to the ground.

However, Her Majesty the Queen didn't have the time to pay attention to such trivial matters. All her mind was occupied by the blond girl, and she flew into her husband's arms like a butterfly.

Little is better than newlyweds.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and their hearts are full of longing and concern for each other.

I don't know who started it first, their bodies began to fit together, and their faces got closer and closer.

Artoria could even see the fine hairs on her face, smell the faint fragrance of her body, and her breath gradually became hot. At this time, words were superfluous.

Guinevere's eyes were foggy and moist at the moment, and her face was also flushed. She was pure and charming, and she couldn't help lowering her head to hold her wife's lips in that charming look, and then she was gentle. wrapped around her tongue.

She tremblingly accepted Artoria's love, her eyelashes and the corners of her eyes were already moist unconsciously...

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Guinevere collapsed into Artoria's arms, rubbing her husband's neck affectionately.

The two embraced each other, as if the person in their arms was the whole world.

"Did you just say something?" She asked softly.

She was fascinated by reading the book before, so she didn't quite hear what her husband said just now.

"Nothing."

Artoria smiled lightly and rubbed ear to ear with his wife, "I just lamented the value of these maple leaves."

"What's the value of a maple leaf...?"

Her Royal Highness raised her head, her lovely and puzzled eyes fell on her face.

"........"