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

Gao Wen took a deep breath, but he was no ordinary man.

He looked at Menechel's eyes again and actually saw a pleading look in them - it was obvious that he was also a person who was short of money and was trying to solve the problem of food and clothing by all-in method.

—Please spare me, just this time.

"Sir Menechel, you are right. Learning to be selfish and cruel is indeed the first step to becoming stronger!"

Gawain squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and when he opened them again, all humanity was gone.

"Why do you say that, Menechel? I never said that I was the commander of my side. I was just a counselor who led the entire battle. How dare I be the king?"

Gao Wen's face became serious. He pressed his free finger on his "帅" character, and the chess piece that originally had only monotonous Chinese characters was covered with a small silhouette sticker.

Menechel looked closely and was shocked to see a petite blonde girl in the silhouette looking at him with a bright smile.

"What! Could this be..."

Menechel was so excited that he slammed the table and stood up. His pupils kept trembling, as if he was the prey that finally discovered the hunter's trap and was terrified.

"That's right! Menechel, the one fighting you is not me, but the entire Camelot." Gawain also stood up. He pointed a finger at Menechel with the power of guarding a city gate. His voice was filled with the awareness of winning: "And you, my friend, you are the weak one!"

Menechel stared at the board full of red chess pieces, only to find that the ordinary chess pieces were gradually distorted. When he looked again, the small chess pieces had transformed into the figures of Gawain Lancelot and even Tristan. Standing in the front and smiling at him at the back was an elegant girl with a gentle smile. The girl stretched out a hand to him.

——Aren’t you coming over?

In a trance, he heard such a voice in his ears, and Menasheel's body slumped down on the chair, his invincible heart of Tao shattered.

"Yes...I lost."

Menechel moved the projection representing himself to the side of Mordred, the unknown man who had just failed in an assassination attempt and was killed.

"It's just one move away."

Gawain shook his head and cleaned up the mess.

In the end, Menechel had to borrow money from his sister to pay for the meal.

Jianmi's spiritual age is about 19 or 20 years old. In the past, he was suppressed by the strongest and the mission. In the relaxed Chaldea, Minai, who cut off all the shackles, was so happy, but it was limited to acquaintances. Only in front of relatives and close friends such as Gawain would he reveal his childishness that did not belong to the majesty and status of the first knight. This is the innocence that belongs only to Jianmi.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 197 VOL Sister Brainwashing

Menechel was flipping through the book silently, but his eyes unconsciously glanced elsewhere.

Avril sat beside him, holding the book on her knees with both hands, gently turning a page from time to time. As if she noticed Menechel's gaze, Avril, who had been concentrating on the book, raised her head, with a puzzled light in her gentle blue eyes. She drew out the knight's sword, and her face was reflected on the sword.

After a long moment, she sheathed the sword back into its sheath and tilted her head slightly to look at Menachere: "What's wrong?"

"Avril, Gawain suddenly contacted me to go out..."

Avril didn't say anything. She shook the phone tightly in her hand, and all the words that Minechel hadn't finished were blocked in her mouth.

"Brother, didn't you say you wanted to study hard?" Avril sighed with empty eyes. She carefully folded the book in her hand and closed it. The girl walked closer to Minechel and just glanced at him before turning to him helplessly.

"Brother, where is your determination? Didn't you say, 'It's cool to enter the Martial Temple as a civil servant, so I want to challenge myself as a counselor as a knight?'" Avril picked up Menechel's book, pointed at the sultry cover and said sternly, "Reading this kind of book will definitely not improve your abilities."

"Instead of learning those laws and codes, let me play another game of chess with Gawain." Menechel shook his head and lay on the table. "I was already very tired when I was alive. Can't I take a rest after I die?"

Avril pursed her lips, and looked at her brother with complicated eyes, who was completely different from her memory. In her mixed memories, her brother never seemed to have such childish behavior. He always had a gloomy face, giving people a perverse and strong impression, but people forgot his age.

However, in fact, the spiritual age of the brother in front of her is about the same as hers.

Her eyes suddenly softened, and she reached out to rub Minachel's shoulders. Avril clearly felt the other person's body stiffen, but he did not resist.

"Forget it. The book I just read wasn't very nutritious anyway."

"That's really rare." Minachel narrowed his eyes and his body gradually relaxed under Avril's kneading.

"Someone forced it into my hands, saying it was a new book that would be published soon." Avril couldn't help but smile as she recalled the expectant look on Xingbu Ji's face when she secretly stuffed the book into her hands.

"I see. Avril now has a friend she can confide in. That's great."

"The content of her book is quite orthodox. The girl is rescued by a hero, and from then on she begins an adventure of following in the hero's footsteps."

"Isn't this good? Experienced adults always like to read innocent and sweet love stories."

"That's not love."

Avril paused her movements, and her tone involuntarily lowered a little.

Why? "

Not sure if it was because Avril stopped moving suddenly, or because Avril's words were a little unexpected, but Menachel raised his head. He turned to look at Avril. The girl looked at Menachel seriously and stated her point of view in a serious manner:

"Love is to be with this person regardless of everything, even if it means falling into hell, even if it means dragging the high and mighty one down into the mortal world. It is about satisfaction, possession, and desire, not about one party simply giving themselves over to the other, worshipping the other as a god, and not even willing to defile themselves."

"How can love arise between humans and gods?" Avril gently placed her hands on Menechel's shoulders. The unquestionable expression on her face and her firm tone made people ponder what she said: "It's just the self-touching feeling of the admirer when he enjoys the self-torture of dedication."

Menechel frowned and thought carefully about Avril's words. He felt vaguely convinced, but still felt that something was wrong.

After a moment, he gave up thinking. Minachell stretched out his finger and tapped Avril's forehead lightly: "You have learned to read these things. You have indeed grown up a lot. However, you probably didn't think so much when you wrote this book."

"Not really." Avril smiled sweetly, "The hero finally married the princess, and the girl finally faced her true feelings and married her childhood sweetheart. Her relationship with the hero never changed beyond that of a superior and a subordinate."

"Superiors and subordinates? What an unexpected ending." Menechel's smile froze as he spoke. He turned to look at Avril, but the girl had completely shifted her attention away from him and was flipping through the book she had just snatched away.

He was just chatting casually with the idea of ​​repairing the brother-sister relationship, but now that Avril stopped talking, he felt a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart.

——Is this girl going to hint at something else?

He stared straight at Avril, but only received an innocent and puzzled look from the girl.

Menechel's brain was working rapidly, digesting Avril's words. But the more he reflected on it, the more panic he felt in his heart became.

At this time, Minachell heard the sound of Avril putting down the book again. The girl seemed to be a little disappointed and muttered softly: "It's a mess. At least you should distinguish between dependence, love and gratitude."

Menechel's eyes gradually became empty as he looked back on his short life.

Thanksgiving—Bread?

Admiration - yes, probably because I admire the king's courage to embrace everyone in the world.

Putting all this aside, what are the differences between his feelings towards the King and those of the Knights of the Round Table?

He thought over and over again, but his logic gradually formed a closed loop. Only the occasional alertness in his heart made Minachell feel that he had been fooled. He quickly shook his head to exclude Avril's voice from his mind. He waved his hand at Avril and scolded her with a smile: "Don't talk like you understand people's psychology very well."

Avril looked at Minechelle meaningfully: "Brother, don't underestimate women. There are many who know how to use other people's psychology to satisfy their own interests."

The unhappiness in his heart became more and more obvious, and a layer of gloom appeared between his brows. He wanted to find arguments to refute his sister but was hindered by his own gender.

——Is it really so?

As his eyes flickered, he couldn't help but feel a little alienated.

'It's done. '

Avril had a cold face but a smile could not be hidden in her eyes. She knew how stubborn her brother was and it was impossible to shake his rigid ideas with a few words. However, Avril had never asked for such extravagant things. All she had to do was to plant a seed in his heart, and when the time was right, the seed would naturally take root and sprout.

Avril recalled King Arthur's cold and stubborn character, and could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

Avril closed her eyes slightly as she looked at Minachell, who was looking ahead with his head down and his eyes gradually becoming empty. With this familiar feeling, she saw in her brother the self who was bewitched by Morgan in the past.

Before she knew it, Avril had become the person she hated the most.

'It probably won't take long, right?'

This time the advantage is mine!

As her eyes closed and opened again, Avril washed away all her hesitation.

"It's getting late. The Master is probably waiting for me." Avril picked up the book she brought and bowed slightly to Menachel: "Then, my Lord, I will leave first."

Saying more now will only increase my brother's suspicion. Only by letting him think for himself will he get deeper into trouble.

When she opened the door, the smile that had just appeared on Avril's lips froze.

A girl in a black dress was standing outside the door, holding a half cup of milk tea in her left hand and her right hand suspended in the air as if knocking on the door. When she saw Avril's face suddenly appear in front of her, the girl was obviously stunned for a moment.

——Alter! Why is she here? Shouldn't she be training in the singularity recently?

Avril immediately controlled the expression on her face, but her eyes involuntarily glanced at Menechel in the house.

"Master, you asked me to come and call me, right? Let's go."

There was no way she would let this black-hearted woman interfere with her brother's breakthrough at this moment. She was even unwilling to call out her name, for fear that her plan would fail.

According to her impression of the girl in front of her, she would nod and leave in the spirit of simplicity, but the situation once again exceeded her expectations.

"No, the Master said that today's training is canceled in preparation for tomorrow's singularity exploration." Altria Alter's tone was neither salty nor bland. She looked at Avril in front of her, and her almond-colored eyes gradually became tinged with suspicion. Her intuition actually sent her a warning of danger from the little and well-behaved sister of Minachel in front of her.

"I heard from the Master that you were in Menechel's room." Altria Alter's cold voice almost froze people. She walked past Avril who was blocking the door and walked into the room, talking to herself: "Come to think of it, I haven't greeted him yet. I came here today when I was free."

Avril's body seemed to be nailed to the spot. She looked at the Black King who had walked into the room in disbelief.

——Something is wrong, something is wrong with her! She is so aggressive today and she is totally different from before!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 198 VOL There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days

The table was unusually quiet.

The moment the Black King, who represented disaster and despair, arrived, Avril knew that her careful planning had turned into a dream bubble.

All she could do at this moment was to show weakness temporarily, hiding in the identity of a "good sister" to trick the enemy into making a wrong attack.

Altria Alter took the burger from Avril and thanked her politely. Avril pursed her lips and watched Altria Alter enjoy the high-calorie junk food.

Unfortunately, we are all followers now, and our bodies made up of spirit particles will not change shape due to unhealthy diet.

——Otherwise, with Alter's diet, there would be no threat within two months.

It's a pity that it can't be replaced.

Feeling regretful in her heart, Avril calmly took a can of coffee. Perhaps because she was distracted or for some other reason, she failed to open it several times. However, Avril was not in a hurry and continued to try unconsciously.

"Let me do it." Finally, Minechel couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand. Avril was stunned for a moment. A slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she suppressed it "proudly" and handed over the coffee very honestly.

"Thank you."

Avril uttered a small thank you and waited for her elder brother to open it for her.

——How could it be opened? She had deliberately destroyed the coffee can. Now with the strength of her brother, if he tried...

With a crisp sound, the coffee can dented inward and a large amount of coffee spilled on the table. Minashel looked at the beverage cans that were moving separately with some embarrassment.

Avril stood up and wiped the table silently, but her eyes were always pointed in one direction.

Next-

Avril's eyes were fixed on the unopened drink in front of Menechel. Her brother would definitely give up his drink. Without a spare drink, her brother could only drink hers when he tried to cover up the embarrassment by "drinking something" in the subsequent conversation.

"I like your drink, my brother!"

"Menchel, the can itself is very fragile." The Black King, who was sitting on the main throne like a devil opposite Avril, swallowed the hamburger. She looked at Menchel with a condemning look for wasting the delicious drink.

"I didn't control my strength well." Menechel reached for the drink in front of him and was about to hand the cup that symbolized victory to Avril, but a black shadow was faster than him.

"I'll give you mine." Alter slid the lemon tea in front of her to Avril, and finally stopped it steadily on the edge of the table.

Altria Alter said nonchalantly: "I just opened it, don't worry, I didn't drink a single sip."

——Who cares about those!

Avril's eyes were almost covered by the sulfur flames of destruction, but the hesitation on her face was not leaking out: "But, then your Majesty... this is too rude. No matter what, you can't let the visitor suffer."

"It doesn't matter. I haven't finished my milk tea yet. Besides, I can share a bottle with Menachel."

——Counterattack!

Avril looked at Altria who was eating and felt that what she was eating was not high-calorie junk food but the fruit of final victory. A cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Let's have a drink together" was a winning move that Avril, her younger sister, could never use openly, but it was used so arrogantly by the evil Knight King.

When Avril looked at Alter again, she found that she was also looking at her, with a look of disdain reflected in her almond-colored pupils.

"But it would be naive to think that I would back off just because of this! I am determined to drag my brother down to the mortal world with me!"

Avril's eyes became serious. She thanked him and took a sip of lemon tea. In short, calm down and think about the next step -

Her eyes suddenly widened, and even the hand holding the can began to tremble unconsciously.

Under her gaze, Alter stopped eating, frowned and burped slightly. If that was all, she would not be so shocked.