Chapter 625: Caught in Bed
The next morning, outside the fairy city.
"This is Albion?"
Gawain looked at the magnificent building in front of him, which was made of chalk and was nearly 100 meters high, like a miracle, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of amazement on his face.
The goblins are indeed a species born with unique talents. They have quietly built a strong fortress in the north.
Then, Gawain turned his head and looked behind him:
"If you were to lead the army, how confident would you be in taking this place?"
"Fifty percent. The walls here are too high, and there are spells cast by the goblins. It's not easy to take them down."
A young knight rode forward and answered.
This was a young man with short blond hair, his face vaguely similar to Gawain's, but his facial features were more childish.
His real name is Gaheris, and he is Gawain's younger brother. He currently serves as his elder brother's deputy and vanguard officer. He is brave and good at fighting, and he follows the general's orders almost as if they were beliefs. He often leads the army to charge on the front line, so he is also known as the "Knight of Holy War".
Among his brothers, he was the one who was most familiar with military affairs except for his elder brother Gao Wen.
Therefore, his answer is more in line with the results of battlefield simulation.
But Gawain was obviously not satisfied with this, and turned to look at another person:
"Agaguiwen, what about you?"
"Seventy percent. But I need you to supervise the battle and deal with those soldiers who are not active in the battle."
In the folds of the shadow, a dead branch-like body wrapped in black iron armor raised its head and answered.
The cloak woven from crow feathers fell backwards like rotten mycelium. The blue-gray pupils were embedded in the sunken eye sockets, revealing a coldness without temperature.
Agguwen, Orkney's secretary and torturer, is the most lonely and cruel of the four brothers.
He was an expert in torture, with top-notch interrogation techniques, and because of his inhumanity, the soldiers privately called him a demon who "could even force a hippopotamus to beg for mercy in human language."
But as a subordinate, Aguiwen is very qualified.
He never asked questions, but resolutely carried out the decisions of his leaders. He could send soldiers to the battlefield where they would die, issue orders to massacre villages, and execute prisoners of war who had no resistance at all without blinking an eye.
"If this happens, won't many people die?" Gaheris questioned.
"Not much. If the situation doesn't get out of control, at most we'll lose 50-70% of our military strength."
Agguiwen answered calmly, without any change in his facial expression, as if he was talking about some daily topic like "Have you eaten today?"
Upon hearing this, Gaheris couldn't help but swallow.
On this expedition, they brought with them Orkney's most elite regular knights, about 30,000 in number.
A loss of 50-70% means that at least more than 10,000 people will die on the battlefield.
He threatened to send tens of thousands of people to death without even blinking an eye.
Among the four brothers, I'm afraid only this guy can do it.
"50-70% casualties? I really underestimated these goblins."
Gawain shook his head regretfully, and finally looked at the two knights from the southern border who were traveling with him.
"Okay, I agree to stop fighting for now and go into the city with you guys."
Hearing this, the nervous Altria finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Sir, the soldiers of Orkney and the goblins of Albion will be grateful for your kindness."
"No need to flatter me, this opportunity is earned by your courage and strength."
Gawain answered frankly, his thoughts returning to last night.
Not everyone has the courage to draw a sword against him in front of thousands of troops and threaten to become his enemy.
Such people don't dare to die easily on the battlefield.
So he drew out his holy sword and gave his opponent a chance for a fair duel.
And surprisingly, he lost.
Although the night environment greatly weakened his innate divine ability, it must be admitted that his attainments in swordsmanship were indeed slightly inferior to the girl in front of him.
As a reward, he ordered the army to stay where it was, and he took his three younger brothers to Albion to check it out first.
If things were really as the girl in front of him said, that these were all harmless fairies and that humans could coexist with them, he wouldn't mind changing his attitude a little.
After all, the military strength under his command is limited, and Albion does not seem to be an easy bone to chew.
If we lose too many men in the fight against the fairies in the north and become enemies with the knights in the south.
At that time, it would be very difficult to raise an army to attack King Futigeng.
His thoughts returned, and Gawain, led by Altria and Bedivere, rode his horse towards the city gate.
Aguguiwen and Gaheris followed closely behind.
At the end of the team, a young knight who was left behind complained unhappily:
"Hey, what about me? Why don't you ask me? Let me lead the team and guarantee victory!"
His name is Gareth, the youngest of four brothers. He looks as delicate as a girl and has no intimidating power.
Although he has the identity of a knight, he currently works in the kitchen and is nicknamed "Mr. Beautiful".
Of course, this was not a compliment, but the person who assigned him the job thought that he did not look handsome enough, was too young, spoiled, and could not do anything in the kitchen, so he gave him a nickname meaning "freeloader".
You just know how to look down on people!
Gareth curled his lips, looking at the backs of his brothers and the majestic fairy city in front of him, his eyes rolling around.
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The arrival of the Sun Knight Gawain and his three brothers in Albion naturally aroused the vigilance of Percival, Galahad and Bors.
After some discussion, they decided that one of them would lead Gawain and his four brothers into the city to rest, one would be responsible for asking Lancelot to come forward, and the last one would stay on the spot to guard the city.
The chosen place to stay was naturally the courtyard where a hostage from the southern border was staying.
After all, the other side had already accomplished the mission of stopping the Orkney army brilliantly, and they must let the separated master and apprentice meet in person to express their sincere gratitude and sincerity for cooperation.
Percival led everyone through the streets and alleys and came to the courtyard.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Lorne was sweating profusely.
Because, a certain fairy knight with a bad sleeping posture was hanging on his chest like a sleeping bear, and the cold and hard armor on his body was also removed, leaving only a few thin underwear hanging on his body.
Came back in one night?
Aren’t Altria and Bedivere’s work efficiency too fast?
"Sir, your two companions have returned. Are you awake?"
Hearing the shouting outside the door, Loen became even more flustered.
Before he could think of how to evade the question, Meilushin poked half of her head out of the bed and muttered in a daze:
"Percival? Are you out there? Be quiet and let me sleep a little longer."
"Lord Lancelot?"
Percival, who was outside the door, was startled by the sudden sound and his thoughts were in a mess.
Hasn't this gentleman always lived in the palace? When did he come here to sleep?
Could it be a coincidence?
The guest from the southern border was arranged to go somewhere else because of some matters.
Yes, that must be it!
As Percival was trying to convince himself, Aguiwen spoke expressionlessly:
"There are two people inside, a man and a woman."
Percival's face froze, and a vague muttering came from inside the room:
"It's not over yet, what are you doing wearing clothes?"
"Hmm, it's hard and not comfortable at all..."
"Giggle, it's itchy, don't, don't move..."
Hearing the intermittent sound, Percival outside the door felt that some of his cognition was shattered.
At the same time, a sinister and cold murderous aura came from behind.
The hairs on the back of Percival's neck stood up, and he actually felt like death was approaching.
Before he could react, a figure passed him and kicked at the door.
With a dull bang, the tightly closed door collapsed to the ground, and the situation inside the house was seen by everyone;
The bed was in a mess, with pieces of clothing scattered on the floor, and a dishevelled man and woman entangled in bed...
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lorne buttoned up the last button on Meilushin's collar with trembling hands, and turned his head with a dry smile:
"What a coincidence, everyone came early."
The scene was completely silent, and pairs of eyes looked at the two people in the room with disdain, shock, or confusion.
Cold sweat oozed from Luo En's forehead, and the smile on his face became even more stiff:
"Actually, Lord Lancelot and I get along very well. We chatted a little more last night, and accidentally..."
"Just slept in one bed?"
Gareth poked his head out and added the second half of the sentence in a straightforward manner.
They are the kind that appreciate each other and talk all night long!
It’s completely vegan, we didn’t do anything out of the ordinary!
Loen was a little mad, and the words he wanted to explain were stuck in his throat.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, Altria at the door was the first to smile:
"Teacher, I'm glad you're alright. This is Sir Gawain and his three brothers. I've invited them to Albion as you requested. It doesn't seem convenient for you and Sir Lancelot to meet them right now. I'll take the four of them to rest next door. We'll talk in detail when you're done."
As she spoke, Altria took the initiative to walk in front and lead the way.
Although Gawain and the other three chose to follow and did not say anything directly, they looked at someone with contempt.
On the way to Albion, they had heard a certain knight from the southern border praising his teacher for how elegant and wise he was, and how he had worked hard to save Britain's fate...
As a result, his students were fighting to the death in front, while he, the teacher, was fooling around with others in the back.
In the end, he had to rely on his own students to save his reputation.
It's really better to meet in person than to hear about it...
Watching Altria and her group leave the courtyard, Lorne came back to his senses and felt a strong sense of absurdity.
Legend has it that after discovering the affair between Lancelot and Princess Guinevere, Agrawen, together with Gareth, Gaheris and other twelve Knights of the Round Table, blocked the door to catch them in adultery.
At present, King Arthur himself led the team;
Gawain, Gareth, Gaheris, and Aggrivin went with them;
Bedivere and Percival were witnesses;
Plus, Bos and Galahad will receive the news soon...
Wow, this feels like déjà vu, it's like a rehearsal for catching an adulterer.
So, I got Guinevere's script?
Loen thought about it seriously, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Because Guinevere herself was added to the subsequent knight novels, and it is still questionable whether she existed as a real person.
Diarmuid and Princess Granny, who are more in line with the original story, have fled to France to live in seclusion and basically will not get involved in the internal conflicts of the Knights of the Round Table.
In the legend of King Arthur, Guinevere's greatest role was to provide the "Round Table" and to form the concept of the Knights of the Round Table.
Coincidentally, it was he who suggested to Morgan and the other two to create the Knights of the Round Table and recruit them.
Thinking of the disappointed look on his student's face before he left, Loen was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
But the problem is, he and Lancelot are really innocent! They didn't do anything!
Forget it, let’s get down to business first and explain it slowly later.
Loen suppressed the depression in his heart, woke up the drowsy Meilushin, and carried the fairy knight to the living room.
When everyone got together, they all tacitly agreed not to mention the "affair" that they had discovered before, and instead discussed the possibility of coexistence between humans and fairies.
"I have personally witnessed the situation in Albion. I did not expect that there are almost more humans than fairies living here. I have to admit that the two sides do not have a single path of life and death. My previous judgment was indeed biased."
Gao Wen spoke first and took the initiative to admit his mistake.
He is an honest and pure person.
Whether to go to war with Albion depends solely on whether it is beneficial to preserving more human subjects.
Similarly, Mei Luxin, who was in the right state, also expressed her attitude:
"It's normal for you to have such doubts. Fairies have bad natures, they are moody and difficult to control. In addition, the power of [Disaster] in the earth veins is getting stronger and stronger. Fairies, as the darlings of nature, are more susceptible to the influence of these disasters than humans and are more susceptible to corruption. However, I have more experience than you in dealing with those corrupted ones. As long as I am here, the fairies in Albion will never cause large-scale unrest."
As the right-hand man relied upon by the Fairy Queen Morgan, she has dealt with the six major fairy clans many times.
Meilushin is very familiar with how to manage these bad-tempered little creatures and how to prevent them from being corrupted so easily.
Hearing the other party's initiative to excuse him, Gawain's impression of the Knight of the Lake suddenly improved a lot.
After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice:
"How about this, we can make a pact hereby not to invade each other and jointly fight against the disaster caused by the humble king Vortigern."
“I am willing to bear witness to this.”
Loen smiled and drew a contract circle composed of Ogham characters on the table with his fingers.
Gawain and Melusin looked at each other and nodded, biting their fingertips, ready to sign the contract.
However, a figure suddenly stood up.
"Wait a minute! Alliances are alliances, but we have to distinguish between the primary and the secondary. We can't be equal in everything, right?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
It was Gawain's youngest brother, Gareth.
Although he was the youngest among those present, what he said made sense.
However, it is unlikely that everyone is fair-minded.
Lorne smiled playfully and asked:
"So, what you're saying is..."
"It's simple. We are all knights. Whoever is stronger has the final say!"
Gareth spoke excitedly, his face full of eagerness to try.
Loen understood.
Gareth's nickname is [Fighting Spirit Knight] and he loves single combat the most.
According to legend, he defeated many famous knights including Ganis, Gallihordin, Gallewater, Dinadan, King Angvesi of Ireland, King Carados of Scotland, King Julian of Gore, King Bagdemagus, etc. with just a spear, and even took the initiative to challenge King Arthur.
His heroic fighting style in the jousting competition earned him praise from everyone as a "ferocious wolf" with the "soul of a fighter."
Apparently, this militant was getting a little itchy.
"Brother, I am willing to lead the charge and learn from the Lake Knight's skills~!"
As expected, Gareth asked for a fight, looking at the chief Lancelot with burning eyes.
"You don't need Lord Lancelot to take action. I will be your opponent!"
Boss stood up and took the initiative to fight.
Gawain and Lancelot saw this and had no intention of stopping it.
As knights, they also wanted to know which side was stronger and who was qualified to be the king who would give the final orders.
(End of this chapter)
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