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

A soft kiss like a feather. Full of love and compassion.

And when I finally recovered from this kiss, Arthur was no longer there. Instead, it was Ace's voice.

"The words of King Arthur are gone."

I regained my consciousness and looked at Ace at the end of the long table. I found that he was propping his head with one hand, looking at me with a smile.

"……Oh, that's how it is."

I shifted my sight. Pretending to be calm, said, "Are you full?"

"You can have two more."

"I have a huge appetite... I haven't touched this one. If you don't dislike it, would you eat it?"

"sure--"

The man lengthened the ending. The red eyes staring at me were filled with a lazy smile, just like the arc of his mouth, "But Gadrich. You really care about other people's opinions."

"How could it... just have to."

I murmured vaguely. While holding the plate, he ran to Ace in small steps, and poured all the pasta into his bowl. And Ace just looked at it, his expression was not dissatisfied, and he didn't say much.

Only when I was about to leave with the plate. Grabbed my wrist.

I don't feel pain, but I can never get rid of it. Facing my stunned gaze, Ace smiled heartily, "Good night. Gadrich."

"……Good night."

The heart was beating rapidly. I tried to suppress my heart palpitations and replied like this.

Ace got a response and let go. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, now the entire restaurant is as big as the table for the two of us, in case he presses me on the table, cough cough cough cough cough cough!

Ignore Ace no longer. After returning the empty plate to its original place, I left the restaurant expressionlessly and quickly.

It seems that the pressure is still too great these days. I need a good rest.

...

The next morning. When the platinum-gold sunlight poured into the room through the huge French windows, I sat up from the bed blankly.

The familiar bright light blurred the space for a while, making me subconsciously think that I was still in Saint Enluth's own room. But when my out-of-focus eyes focused again, I couldn't help but sigh after seeing the luxurious style that is by no means part of my own room.

what. A new desperate day has begun.

"..."

I raised my hand, buried my face in my palm with a painful expression, and rubbed it hard. I was completely awake now. There is no sleepiness at all. Although it was scared.

Tonight is the party of the canary nobles. Just listen to the name and you will know that it is tasteless, troublesome, boring, and important. Although this kind of noble party did not help Arthur, he had to get busy for their safety.

The status and etiquette of the nobility. Troublesome and meaningless things.

I changed into my pajamas and put on casual clothes. Washing in the mirror with a dull expression. Saint Enluth is different from Yinglan. Before becoming a country, he was just a small town gang. Until now, the number of nobles is small, but they are very close. After all, two or three generations higher, our ancestors all went out to sea to fish together.

However, Yinglan is not.

For war, it is always the most roaring to be able to do without a single soldier. Therefore, in the Hundred Years' War, the priority was to adopt the policy of gentleness than to conquer Yinglan by force. As for the place a little bit farther away, which is similar to Saint Enluth, it is to sign the subject state. In the end, those who are far away and troublesome to deal with, adopt friendly diplomatic relations. (Actually, there are only two, Baird and Bleusis)

And those former nobles and royal families who were annexed to the country. It is now part of the "Canary".

To know. Yinglan's royal family has the reputation of "lion". Yuri and Gaosejia are respected as "Eagle". The Helen family is a well-deserved "dragon ambassador".

So "金丝雀" translates into adult words.

It is "very weak and very annoying."

But fortunately, Arthur's father is a violent temper. A group of "canaries" were already dead in his day. So his son is a little better.

The clear spring water gushed out from the magical device, making a "crushing" sound. I took it with my hand and threw it on my face. The cold temperature refreshed me a lot.

I put my hands on the sink. The girl looking seriously in the mirror.

Although it can be regarded as delicate, but among the nobles with excellent genes, it is only the facial features that "forget at a glance". Neither flat **** nor big breasts, a normal girl body with no characteristics. The only thing I said was special, only black hair and eyes.

"...Forget it. Participation is important."

I mumbled like this to myself in the mirror. Then reached out and turned off the magic guide.

And at this moment. The door was knocked. Followed by. There is also the gentle voice of a woman.

"Gadli cut~ are you up~"

"Woke up!"

I responded loudly. Quickly wiped his face with a towel. Then he ran to the door and opened the door.

Concubine really stood outside the door. Today, she changed into a long white lace dress, leaning on a light-colored umbrella, and beautiful curly pink hair tied with flower vines, hanging on her chest. The gentle charm of mature women exuded all over his body.

Although it seems to be a person, a wife. But it's a powder cut black knowingly. I suspect that all the dark parts of Catherine and Fiona are concentrated on her alone.

"Good morning. Your concubine." I bowed briefly to her. Asked politely, "You are still very beautiful today. Is there anything you want to do with me?"

"Oh~ I can be praised by a cute girl early in the morning. I feel that my mood will improve all day long~" A 32-year-old woman stroked her face with one hand and smiled very kindly. "According to the previous The promise. I'm here to pick Gadli and go to my house~"

"...Is it so early!"

"It's not too much for a girl to put on make-up and try on clothes, even if it takes three days and three nights. And."

As if thinking of something, Concubine showed a gentle expression. The honey-colored eyes gleamed in the platinum-gold sunlight. Just like another pair of amber-like eyes that I have seen, they are clear and beautiful.

"The third sister at home is a cute child who admires you so much. I heard that you are going to the house today. I get up early in the morning to welcome you to dress up."

"Although he is a somewhat willful and mischievous child. But his heart is very kind." The concubine smiled gently at me. He asked sincerely, "If you can. Can I trouble you to stay with her for a while?"

"..."

My expression gradually became awkward, and my eyes drifted gradually. Even the corners of his mouth began to twitch faintly.

Don't say it's been a while. I have been with her for nearly half a year. And I've seen her face full of greasy sleep with dark circles under her eyes staying up late to do homework. Rounding is the status of her "boyfriend".

"God~" Maybe it is a misunderstanding of my long silence. The concubine gave a embarrassed expression, "Don't you think Gadri is not willing?"

"...Why?" I swallowed. He explained with a complicated expression, "I'm just afraid that your sister will be disappointed when she sees me... After all, I am neither beautiful nor gentle and virtuous."

"That's what I want."

Facing me who was suddenly confused, Concubine covered her lips and smiled lightly, "It's time for her to understand that the rumors are not credible. There is no perfect truth to anyone~"

"...Too much?"

that's all. Everything is as natural as clouds and water. I didn't even eat breakfast, so I was tied into a carriage by my concubine.

Should I say that it is a thirty-two-year-old beauty who yearns for flowers and lace. Even the roof of the carriage is full of flowers. Entering the interior of the carriage is more like strayed into the world of lace.

The curtains are lace, the pillows are lace, and the carpets are made of lace and swan feathers. Sitting in the carriage, I was like a poor traveler trapped in another world, and I was attacked by mental pollution throughout the entire journey. His face was blank, his expression dull.

Even the mane of the white horse pulling the carriage outside is woven into strands of braids, intertwined, and filled with flowers. Fortunately, this group of horses is full of minds and only Sa Yazi runs wild, and doesn't care about being dressed up as a big flower girl.

Sitting along the way, I was frightened and frightened. Fortunately, the concubine still has common sense. Knowing to give this arrogant carriage a layer of cognitive misleading.

Surrounded by flowers and lace, my expression is stiff. Subconsciously straightened his back, sitting straight. The concubine on the opposite side was lying in a pile of lace pillows, her eyes closed with enjoyment.

"... That. Your concubine." I asked tremblingly, "Won't Ace be with us?" Why did that **** escape?

"Ace's words~ I was taken away by Gose~" Concubine still lay on her stomach and replied lazily, "Because the party must wear a suit, but Ace doesn't have any at all~ so I can only borrow Gauser's I wear it~"

...Is that so? indeed. His red coat is totally incompatible with the party.

"They will pick us up later~"

The concubine opened her eyes slowly, half-closed, and smiled softly at me, "If you don’t want to be annoyed by the canaries, it’s okay to be separated from us~ Everything just follows Gadri’s idea. ~That's what the king ordered~"

"...Ha." I scratched my nose somewhat cautiously. The smile was a bit far-fetched, "I always feel...I am not very comfortable with this kind of occasion."

"It doesn't matter. After all, no one is born to socialize. Everyone is as simple as a blank sheet of paper at first."

"The important thing is to think."

The concubine tilted her head to me, and my shadow was reflected in her honey-colored eyes, "Important. It is Gadli who cuts whether you are willing to adapt to all this for the king."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know anything even in the end."

"As long as you have this enlightenment. It is the best response to Wang."

"..."

I did not reply. He just lowered his head and looked at his hand with a complicated expression.

Rough and cocooned. It's not the princess's hands at all.

All that should be said has been said. After a graceful yawn, the concubine fell asleep on her stomach with a pillow, and asked me to wake her up after the carriage stopped.

If possible, I would rather this carriage full of mental pollution go on forever. It's a pity that time never stops with my will, even if it slows down by one second.

I hold my leg. The scenery outside the window is constantly changing. In the end, they froze in one place.

A white castle like an ivory tower. Beautiful and vast garden.

And wearing a mopping dress, with delicate hair and light makeup. Standing at the gate of the garden, the pink-haired girl who looked far away from here.

"..."

I was silent. Silently retracted his head by the window. Shrinked to the far inside of the carriage.

At this moment, my conscience is more painful than my head.

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Falling horses come just as they say they are. Come out and mix. Sooner or later, I have to pay it back.

One reason Merlin slipped so fast was that Arthur would force him to change clothes.

That stylish, fancy and artistic big white robe (Hello)