The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

"This is where the young lady rests."

"Miss." Menachere muttered this slightly unfamiliar word, and then he stubbornly said: "Then I was going in the right direction. I was planning to go over to see my sister first."

Upon hearing this, the butler's face froze, but he couldn't find any suitable reason to stop his maverick master from acting, so he could only watch Menachel move forward.

'I hope these servants are smarter.'

He was thinking silently in his heart, but he didn't notice that Kai had already shifted his gaze over here.

Unlike Menechel who had no memory, Kai had been to Menechel's mansion twice, and in his impression the dining room was indeed there at the beginning - but remembering it did not prevent Kai from taking the opportunity to laugh at Menechel.

"Uncle, you seem very nervous."

Kai suddenly spoke, and the frightened butler immediately turned around with a flawless smile on his face: "After all, this is the first time I have seen the true face of Master Menachere. Before that, I only knew a little from the words of the king."

He was implicitly reminding Kai that he was originally from within the royal city.

"Hey, over there," Menechelle suddenly called out, "Which room does she live in?"

"It's the second one on the left..."

Before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open with great effort. The little girl stood under the door, looking at Menachel cautiously.

Compared to the last time they met, the girl looked more haggard, with a hint of hunger on her face. Her small body was wrapped in a loose piece of clothing. Although the weather was not too cold, the girl was already shivering in the thick clothes.

Menechel's face suddenly turned gloomy. In his perception, the girl's life fire was on the verge of being extinguished. He forcibly pulled off the clothes covering the girl's body, revealing her swollen body caused by long-term malnutrition.

Menechel bent down and wrapped the clothes around the girl again. When he spoke again, his voice was much darker.

"Gao Wen, Kai, you should go back first. I'm afraid the cocktail party won't be held today."

The atmosphere in the huge house dropped to freezing point because of Menechel's words. Menechel turned his head and his red vertical pupils swept towards the butler hiding behind Gawain and Kai.

It is no longer convenient for outsiders to observe what happens next.

"It's okay. We can just change places." Kai glanced at the thin girl who was still trembling in Menechel's arms, and his face turned pale, which was rare. On the other side, Gawain had closed the open door again.

"You, I remember that you are responsible for the child's diet." Menichel's sword was not with him, but this did not affect his momentum. Under his gaze, an invisible pressure came from the butler. The feeling of fear made the butler's knees soften and he knelt down.

"Yes, I was appointed by the king to be in charge of the young lady's diet and life, but I always let the servants deliver the meals."

"Are you the king's man?"

"Yes, it is."

Menechel looked the old man up and down, then his gaze immediately swept to the gatekeeper. The instinctive sense of crisis made him shudder, but fortunately the malice was not directed at him.

"Go, call the person who delivers the meal."

Menechel's voice was indifferent, but it carried an unquestionable authority. But after hearing this, he ran away as if he had been pardoned. Then Menechel's eyes once again rested on the butler:

"I don't remember our family being unable to provide food for a girl."

Avril's physical condition was obviously caused by long-term malnutrition. If he had not returned in time and waited until the war on the front line was settled before returning, he would probably only receive the news of Avril's death.

This method is extremely covert, and with Menachel's personality, it is likely that nothing will be done. Thinking of this, Menachel's face became more gloomy - although he had no feelings for this adopted sister he had picked up, but in name, this was someone he protected. If she died in such an unclear way, where would his reputation be?

Menechel's eyes remained on the butler, and soon a maid was brought in by the servant who opened the door.

"Is she the one who brings you meals every day?"

Menachel turned to the girl in his arms. Seeing that she was hesitant because of fear, Menachel softened his tone and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here. No one can threaten you."

So the girl nodded imperceptibly, and after a moment, nodded vigorously again.

"Okay." Minesher raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a terrifying smile, his pupils shrinking continuously: "Tell me, who ordered you to do this."

A little maid would not have the courage or motive to murder a girl who had nothing to do with her. There must be a mastermind behind this.

As for who is the driving force behind this...

Menechel glanced dangerously at the butler who was lying on the ground.

This guy is Altria's man, so we can't act rashly - but since he has taken action, he is probably ready to die.

"No one told me to do it." The maid's voice trembled: "It was me..."

Before he could finish his words, Menachel had already reached out and tore off the opponent's right arm.

He threw away the bloody limbs on his hands, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose.

"You still have one arm and two legs. You have three chances. If you can't answer again... you shouldn't doubt my ability to find your relatives in Camelot, right? When the time comes, I will let you stay awake and see that they enjoy the same treatment as you."

Kai coughed lightly, signaling Minachel to be careful to stop.

But under Menechel's gaze, the maid, who had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, pointed her finger at the butler with a trembling hand.

"You, don't talk nonsense!" The butler looked up at Menachere in a hurry and said, "I, Lord Menachere, I have no reason. Please don't believe the nonsense of this servant."

"Reason?" Menechel sneered, "Of course you have a reason, because you are loyal to King Arthur, no, it should be said that you are loyal to the heritage of Camelot."

The successive victories made Menechel's fame reach an unprecedented peak in Camelot, and the reputation of the undefeated knight had spread far and wide, especially when King Arthur made Menechel the first knight of Europe. The stigma caused by his self-deprecation could not stop people from worshipping the strong.

Under such circumstances, Menechel, who has great strength but lacks background, becomes a good helper in the eyes of countless ambitious people - especially when they know that Menechel has a sister. Unlike men, women will get married sooner or later. Now Menechel is an excellent knight loyal to King Arthur, but what will happen after his sister gets married?

No one dared to put the safety of the country on the word "maybe". In the eyes of the butler who knew that King Arthur had no intention of marrying a second wife but was unaware of the complicated relationship between the siblings in the Menechel family, Avril became a person who had to die.

"Kai, please help me, I can't do it."

"Leave it to me." Kai drew out his sword: "There is no reason to forgive those who attack children."

"Wait, Master Kai. I'm doing this entirely for Kami..."

Kai cut the throat with a sword, and looked at the body lying powerlessly with a calm expression: "Shut up, Camelot is not so weak that we need to kill a child to protect it."

Menechel took back his hand that was covering Avril's eyes, but found that he had used his right hand out of habit, leaving some blood on the girl's face.

He wiped away the flowing blood with an expressionless face. With his warm palms he could feel the girl's icy face.

After hesitating for a moment, he placed his hand on the girl's face, trying to use his body temperature to bring a little warmth to the girl who had suffered so much.

It seemed that the girl's misfortune was caused by him. Thinking of this, Menachel's expression softened a little:

"You should stay with me from now on."

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Chapter 66 The feeling of guarding is coming

2023-07-29

The next morning, Altria, who had just married the princess of an allied country, still maintained her original schedule and started her day's work early.

"Menechel, is he gone?"

Altria was a little surprised. When she parted with Menechel yesterday, she keenly sensed that the other party seemed to have something to say to her, but she did not expect that Menechel would choose to return to the front line the next day.

"Menicher said that the fighting on the front line was intense, but this is definitely an excuse." Kai said indifferently: "In my opinion, he just suddenly attacked the butler and didn't know how to face you for a while."

"Why should I hide? That guy deserves to die." Altria continued to review the memorials with her head down, but her hands did not move at all. "Instead, I should feel guilty because my mistake almost killed her sister."

After thinking for a while, the girl continued, "Kai, find someone reliable to help take care of your sister."

Kai smiled knowingly at Altria's behavior of calling Avril her sister. He shook his head and said, "Menachel took Avril with him when he left."

Take your sister to the front line?

Altria blinked. She didn't understand what Menechel did for a moment. Although it was true that Avriel was picked up from the battlefield, but for letting his sister go to the front line so easily, Menechel could definitely be called a "good brother".

But in fact, Menechel was definitely "better" than Altria had imagined. To be precise, he set off yesterday afternoon, and brought his warhorse back to Camelot with him.

The hot-tempered warhorse immediately became unusually docile when being led by Menechel, although a girl who didn't know how to ride was still rubbing against it.

Only Menechel and his two men and a horse returned to the front line this time. The thousand soldiers who had been brought back to Camelot had been sent back in advance. After several hours of non-stop travel, they could finally see the rear army tent in the distance.

Looking at the white warhorse that was so tired that its tongue was sticking out, Menechel curled his lips and reached out to pull its sideburns.

"useless."

He couldn't help but complain that if he hadn't taken care of the horse's stamina, Menachel would have been able to reach the front line long ago. As for why he didn't carry Avril on his back and move forward quickly, on the one hand, he was worried that Avril's weak body could not withstand the damage caused by high-speed movement, and on the other hand, this horse was indeed not completely useless.

It can always remind Minashel when he is about to go astray, so it can be considered a good [Horse-shaped Pathfinder].

Turning his gaze to Avril, her body, which was very weak due to long-term malnutrition, looked exhausted due to the long journey, and her whole body almost fell on the horse's back.

"Thank you for your hard work. I won't live such a hard life anymore."

Menachel picked up Avril and gently rested the petite girl's head on his shoulder. But thinking that he was wearing uncomfortable armor, Menachel immediately changed the girl to a more comfortable position and held her in his arms.

Looking at the gaze of the girl in his arms, Menachel felt a little awkward. He had brought Avril to the front line in a rush, but he forgot that he had no skills in taking care of a baby, and the soldiers in the army did not look like they would take care of a girl.

But at this point, bringing the girl back to Camelot is no longer possible.

"You won't die here, will you?" It was the first time that Menachel was worried about someone else's health. He looked back at the look in the girl's eyes. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was a sign of a last gasp. He gently stroked Avril's head and said, "Hold on for a few days. I'll take you back soon."

I heard footsteps and a small group of knights with weapons approached here.

"Lord Menechel." The leading knight immediately saluted after seeing Menechel, and then he looked hesitantly at the girl in Menechel's arms.

"This is my sister. I brought her here to see the world."

In order to prevent spies from sneaking into the military camp, Menechel once ordered that all knights returning to the camp from outside must be identified by someone - although this was of no use to some magicians who were good at changing their appearance, it also gave people maximum psychological comfort.

Is there anyone who is so worldly-wise?

The Knight Commander's eyes were a little dull, but since even Lord Menechel gave him the face and explained, he couldn't be tactful.

"If you're worried, you can send a few knights to keep an eye on her." Minache paused, then continued, "It would be best to send knights who have experience in taking care of children."

He said it so lightly, it was almost as if the crime of abuse of power was written all over his face.

……

"Merlin, you are really useless." Morgan mercilessly mocked the white-robed magician in front of him. "Didn't they still fail to fight? Even the most incompetent conspirators would not bother to use such a low-level trick that can be seen through at a glance."

She came here specifically to laugh at Merlin's incompetence. As a peace fighter dedicated to destroying Camelot, Morgan had few like-minded people with whom she could share secrets. So when she accidentally discovered Merlin who was on the same front as her, Morgan would certainly not miss any opportunity to laugh at Merlin and vent her emotions.

As early as a year ago, Morgan had already seen through Merlin's trick of trying to alienate Artoria and Menechel. In order to cooperate with Merlin's plan, Morgan even deliberately induced Artoria to write a second letter.

However, even though the atmosphere was created so perfectly, the most famous knight in Camelot today still had no intention of usurping the throne.

"The man you favor has no ambition to be king, and even if he did, he alone cannot bring down the increasingly powerful Camelot."

"It's really surprising that there's no fighting. It seems that Camelot's fate has not yet reached its demise?" Merlin's expression did not show any surprise at all. His eyes revealed the joy of enjoying a good show. "So I can only leave this matter to His Majesty Morgan."

Morgan's face froze when she heard this. She mistakenly thought Merlin was making a sarcastic remark about her.

Although she kept saying that she wanted to destroy Camelot, Morgan had never found a suitable opportunity from the time her foolish sister became king until now.

She didn't understand why Camelot, with its unstable foundation, could survive until now amidst the rebellion. She wanted to instigate the court officials, but Artoria had never even left the territory of Camelot.

And the culprit of all this is Menachere.

This guy must be killed first - Morgan's eyes were gloomy, and he turned and left Merlin's tower.

Merlin, who witnessed everything, still maintained a hollow smile.

From the beginning to the end, Merlin did not take Morgan, a little girl who was not even a fraction of his age, seriously. Or, from the beginning to the end, Merlin did not take all humans except Altria seriously.

"If I don't take action first, you won't be able to accomplish anything by yourself."

After all, even if it is a trumped-up charge of treason, there must be evidence to support it.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 67 That voice went straight into my heart (Monthly ticket plus more)

2023-07-29

The Saxon war did not last long. Unable to break Menechel's siege method, its destruction was only a matter of time.

At this time, the central army tent of Camelot had been moved to the old site of the Saxon royal city. The original royal city had been destroyed in the street fighting where the Saxons put up their last desperate resistance - but even if this magnificent building had not been destroyed, Menechel would not have dared to station himself in the royal city so blatantly.

The trip to Camelot a few days ago had made Menechel realize that with his current fame and status, it was not suitable for him to do anything out of line, otherwise he would easily be at the center of public opinion.

He and Altria are no longer the children they used to be. Now, one of them has become the king of Camelot, and the other has become the knight protecting the country of Camelot.