All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

Although Arthur asked me to rest for a while, I didn't feel tired at all. I can only do nothing to dangle in the magnificent and magnificent palace, not knowing what to do.

To be honest. The feeling that I have nothing to do is really long-lost.

Every day in Baide, I was busy under the claws of Old Antique. Even after returning to Saint Enluth, Tiantian stayed in the room to experiment and draw design drawings. Although Arthur took into account my major and put a lot of magical books in the room. But he obviously looked at me too highly.

My current level simply can't understand this kind of obscure, boring and profound "magic masterpiece". Although the original intention is good, it is no different from capital punishment.

The room can no longer stay. In the end, I chose the palace garden.

It is different from the Maple Red Long Road, which is full of "autumn" in front of the palace. The garden of Arthur's Palace seems to have stayed in the dazzling summer, dark green and bright. If it weren't for the light in autumn, it was dimmer and yellower than in summer. I thought Arthur set up a magic device in the garden to simulate the summer environment.

And it's different from the courtyard where the little fat dragon lives. There are no tall landscape trees planted in the palace garden. Looking around, you can see the half-person-high shrubbery and have a panoramic view of the entire garden.

fountain. Dark green leaves. A crimson rose entwined with thickets.

And the lake surrounding the garden.

This lake is the same as the one Catherine took me through last night. On the other side of the lake, the shadow of the castle can be vaguely seen. It's just that there is no bridge on this lake. If you want to come over there, you still have to go around in a big circle.

If you think about it this way, the Royal City of England is really big... It's not that you only need to live in a family of five and bring some servants, and finally add some guest rooms to the St. Enluth Castle.

"……Ugh."

I put my hands on the round table in front of me, propped my face, and sighed as I looked at the end of the distant lake.

The table supported by me is the only table in the garden. It's pretty big. But I don't know why there are only two chairs next to it.

But this is Arthur's private palace. When the Knights of the Round Table are not there, he is the only one to use it.

"Good afternoon. Your Royal Highness Gardrich."

Pretending to be low, Lolita sounded beside her. I was stunned and turned my head. Sure enough, he saw the baby face standing aside with his hands behind his back, looking at me blankly.

"...Aha! Good afternoon. Your Excellency Catherine."

I smiled awkwardly and politely. Hurry up and sit up straight, with his **** occupies three-half of the stool. The hands that were originally on the table are also properly placed on the knees. "Are you busy? Do you need my help?"

"No need." The thirty-one-year-old Luo Li with short pink hair said lightly, "Wang has the habit of enjoying afternoon tea here. I'll come here early to arrange it."

I stood up from my chair without saying a word.

"Don't bother you. Your Royal Highness Gardrich." Catherine raised her eyes and looked at me who stood up suddenly, with a calm tone, "Wait later, your servant will bring refreshments. You just need to sit and rest. "

"..."

I sat back slowly, and asked tremblingly, "But but isn't there only two chairs here..."

"That's because Wang is the only one at ordinary times. Sometimes I bring others."

"So... how many people will come then?"

"I don't know. But if there are not enough chairs, just go to the restaurant and move a few."

So casual!

I raised my hand and wiped the sweat from my forehead. To be honest, I am not an introvert. but.

Sure enough, when I saw Catherine, I would think of my sister! ! It's the beginning! Sister who has caused a serious psychological shadow on me!

"... That. Your Excellency Catherine."

I resisted the twitching corners of my mouth. He tried his best to smile with (xu) Shan (ruo) at the straight Catherine standing on the side, "Or. Would you like to sit and rest for a while?"

"No need." Fenmao Lori (pseudo) glanced at me quietly, "I just need to stand like this."

"...Okay, okay."

About a minute later--

I stood up abruptly. A few steps walked to Catherine's side, and took her hand.

This abnormal behavior obviously scared him. Even Catherine, who was always indifferent, opened his eyes to me.

"I beg you. Your Excellency Catherine. Sit down."

I held Catherine's hand tightly. He sniffed, and said with tears to her dumbfounded face, "To be honest. You remind me of my sister. If I sit and stand with my sister in my house, I will be broken by her. !"

"...Is it that serious?"

I did not reply. Just nodded heavily.

"……Ok."

that's all. Under the duress that I almost forced myself to die. Kathleen finally sat down in the chair opposite me.

unexpected. After sitting down, the legal loli, who always had a serious face, looked uncomfortable. It seemed that I wanted to stand up, but because of the faint gaze on the other side, I could only sit down honestly.

As for me.

Even when I said "break my leg", I naturally let go of all the baggage of "nobles" and lay on the table in exhaustion. Like a dead salted fish. It was in stark contrast with Catherine, who was sitting on the opposite side and sitting stiffly.

But I don't care anymore.

It's exhausting to pretend to be a "nobleman" who behaves gracefully and speaks gracefully, even spitting and blindfolding are not allowed.

"Your Excellency Catherine."

I smiled friendly and soothingly at Catherine, who had a tight face in front of me. In order to divert her attention when I was forced to sit down, she chatted, "You are just like the butler in the royal city."

"...Because I receive the guests who came to Yinglan. In order not to be rude to them. I must know the Royal City very well." Catherine said in a low voice. But if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find a little trembling, "Moreover. After all, this is the core place of Yinglan. It is safer to manage many things by yourself."

"It's really hard. Aren't you tired?"

"I have gotten used to it for so many years. And these things must be done by someone."

Must someone do it.

"... That. Your Excellency Catherine."

After a short pause. I whispered to Catherine in front of me, "These. Are you voluntary?"

The dark brown eyes tightened sharply. Katherine stared at me in shock with her eyes slightly open.

"Sorry. I seem to have asked some strange question."

Noting the change in Catherine's expression, I waved my hand quickly and explained, "This is just my crazy thinking. Please don't mind."

"……No."

As if thinking of something. Catherine frowned with a headache, rubbing the sides of her nose, "My sister asked me this question too, so for a while--"

Fiona?

I was stunned. Immediately reacted. Although he was born in Yinglan, a family of dragon training, Helen. But Fiona opposed the captive dragon, hoping to make the dragon fly freely in the sky again.

Have this idea. Fiona is also an outlier at Helen's house.

"Because she is the youngest of our three sisters. So my concubine and I have been too used to raising her since we were young... Now we are in a rebellious period with our own ideas."

Catherine sighed, her tone a little envious, "If she is half as good as you, I won't have that headache-I really envy Julia for having a good sister."

I did not reply. Just silently shifted his sight.

If Fiona was only half as well-behaved as I am, you would probably have a headache 10,000 times more than now.

"As for this question."

I turned my head again. Looked at Catherine.

Should I say whether I have to, or want to accept it, or accept the fact without sadness or joy... Catherine's expression is too complicated for me to describe it in words.

But one thing can be confirmed-

"To be honest. Preference and willingness. I have never considered it."

"Because I was born in the Helen family of England. With glory and mission."

--firm.

Undoubtedly firm. This emotion is stronger than any other emotion.

"...But." Looking at Catherine like this. I couldn't help but murmured, "For the mission. Do you have to sacrifice your own preferences and even your ideals?"

"Then can you give up your mission for your own preferences and ideals?"

Catherine looked at me. Serious and serious. From her mirror-like eyes, I can even see my own shadow, "For this. I can give up the honor of the family that gave birth to my own."

"Even the responsibility of the thousands of people who bear it."

"..."

I lowered my head and fell silent.

The drooping black bangs covered the eyes and sight. With my head down, I can only see my hands resting on the table, not knowing when to hold them tightly.

The grip is too tight. In the end, the pain of the fingertips embedded in the palm drew my attention.

"……that's true."

I chuckled and whispered, letting go of my hand. Then he raised his head and smiled embarrassedly at Catherine who was always looking at me on the other side, "Sorry for asking some strange questions suddenly."

"After all, don't look at my sister like that. After all, she still has too little time in Saint Enluth." I sighed. Relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, "My parents are also very relaxed in my discipline."

"I found it." Catherine nodded blankly, "Your manners and manners are a bit unsatisfactory."

You can just say it's bad...it's because you endured it for so long due to politeness.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I decided to change the subject quickly, "At dinner that night. Is it everyone together?"

"If there is no accident. It should be. But Merlin's whereabouts are uncertain. Maybe he won't be seen at today's dinner."

After all, it's Mei Daxian. The whereabouts are elusive and understandable.

What I care more about is.

"Ace. Will you have dinner with us too?"

Catherine was silent.

The expression that had been slightly relieved sank again. But this time seems to be... fearful?

"I don't know." Kathleen paused, "but in the past—no. It should be said that Ace has never eaten with us again."

"Even in public places and banquet dances, I have never seen him attend."

"...Is that so?" I couldn't help but vomit, "Always feel. He is a named Knight of the Round Table."

"No."

Catherine's tone was very positive, "Ace's existence is necessary for the Knights of the Round Table. There is no doubt about this."

"but."

Her deep honey-colored eyes sank slightly, Kathleen looked at me who was faint and warned, "I advise you not to get involved with him. Because—"

"G-de-li-ch-"

The man's yelling voice overshadowed Catherine's. I looked at her fluttering lips slightly, then subconsciously raised my head and looked up.

I saw a person sitting on the second floor balcony facing the garden.

"...Ace?!"

I was shocked. He stood up suddenly from his chair. There is no time to take care of the fallen chair. He just looked up and looked at him with horror.

A very conspicuous and recognizable red coat. And Ace just sat on the railing on the edge of the balcony with his legs spread, and looked at us with a smile.

I quickly glanced at Catherine next to me. She was found standing up too. Looking at Ace with a dark complexion.

I understood in an instant. With his hands on both sides of his mouth, he shouted at Ace, "Ace, come down quickly!"

"Why?" Ace, who was sitting on the guardrail, shook his legs in a good mood, arched his body, and yelled to me back with both hands, following the way I was, "The scenery here is very good! Do you want to come up? what!"

This time it was not just Catherine, even my face was black.

There is a wise man sitting in the palace of the King of England.

"How well are you sitting there! Come down, hey! You're a vain—eat!"

I swallowed the word idiot abruptly and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

But fortunately. The **** Ace was finally willing to get off the balcony.

Although it was a situation that jumped directly off.

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rest assured. Ace is really my son.

ps. From here on, all Jiamei's violations were premeditated.

pss. I really won't be spoiled anymore! ! I swear! !

psss. It feels like one million is not enough to write. Do whatever you want.