I will finally be a partner in justice

Grey said in a panic.

Don't mention, being hit by Altria like this made her feel a little urinary.

"That's it," Altria's holy cyan eyes looked at Grey, with a gentle smile on her delicate face, and said: "Then go quickly, and then go to sleep again."

"Um... that... I'm afraid of the dark, and I'm afraid of ghosts... So, so..." Gray lowered his head, blushing, and said, "Can...can you go with me?"

"Of course you can." Altria nodded and said gently.

Altria drove Grey into the toilet while she waited outside.

"That... are you still there?" Gray asked cautiously.

Altria said: "I am here, I will always be there, don't be afraid, Grey."

"Hmm..." Grey buried her head.

This kind of company, this kind of real care by others made her heart tremble slightly.

That person will accompany her, not because she is the resurrected body of some hero, but because she is Grey.

This is something she has been pursuing but can't get.

But what is ridiculous is that this person who really cares about "Grey" is the one whose body will be resurrected.

How ridiculous?

Grey came out of the toilet, blushing, and said, "Yes... I'm sorry, Your Highness. You were allowed to accompany me."

Altria said gently: "Don't say that, it's not a shame. And I also want to thank you for lending my body to my boarding house. Okay, go back to sleep."

"Ok……"

Grey and Altria walked to the room.

"Speaking of which, why did Your Highness go to the room of the Princess?" Gray asked.

Altria's head drooped slightly, her eyelids drooped, and said, "Looking at that child...reminds me of my child."

"Do you have any children?" Gray asked strangely.

Altria nodded and said strangely: "I am a woman, of course I have children."

"Mordred?" Grey asked.

Altria nodded.

Grey said strangely: "However, historical books and biographies say that Mordred is the witch Morgan Lefy who drugged you and gave birth to a rebellious son..."

"It's not! That's mine! That kid, it's mine!" Altria said displeasedly: "I don't know who wrote it, let me see, I must kill him with a single sword!"

Gray Quandang didn't hear it, and instead asked: "Mordred finally destroyed the dynasty and killed you. Don't you hate her?"

"She didn't start... and how could I hate her?" Altria said, sadly, "I never hated Mordred, let alone angry with her."

"Mordred...what kind of person is it?" Gray asked.

Altria said: "That child is a very stiff-mouthed child like her Royal Highness. It's just..."

"just?"

Altria said: "It's just that the child is easy to feel lonely, so sometimes he is very clingy, but sometimes he is reluctant to contact others. When she sticks to you, you care about her, she will be angry, and Tell you to do your own thing. When she is unwilling to contact people, if you ignore her, she will show a crying expression again..."

Altria couldn't help smiling, then lowered her head again, a little sad, and said, "So, I never understood that child from start to finish... I am a failed mother."

"That's it..."

Grey was in a low mood and whispered in her heart: "I really envy her for having a mother like you."

Altria claims that she has never understood her child, and how can she understand her parents and relatives?

Regarding her as the body of the resurrected knight king Altria Pendragon, even the so-called blessing is just to bless her to be chosen as the body of the resurrection.

No one had ever blessed her to be born as Grey, but was born as the flesh of the Knight King.

This is true of her people, her parents, and even the sister who adopted her later.

Grey is not needed.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that she has become as inferior as she is now and dare not contact others...

"What are you thinking about, Grey?" Altria asked.

"Ah...no...nothing." Grey replied panicked.

"Go back to sleep." Altria said.

"Hmm..." Grey nodded.

Grey walked into the room, turned his head and glanced at Altria who was standing outside the door.

The cold moonlight passed through the thin window screens, leaving a faint silver water pattern on her gentle and pretty face.

Gray couldn't help asking: "You...you will always be there, right?"

"You are my Master, I will always be by your side, Grey." Altria said.

Grey was relieved.

As long as the king is still there, she will feel at ease.

Because as long as the king is still there, it means that there is still someone else, and another person is blessed because she is Grey.

It turned out that she was not afraid of ghosts or the dark.

I was just afraid, there was no one beside me.

What a coward, Grey!

Grey said inwardly.

Yad sighed in her pocket.

Maybe that's all right.

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