Chapter 1,366 Little King Arthur~da~

"What should we do with this [King Arthur]?" After solving the dilemma in our hearts, we faced the biggest problem. Look at me,

When I look at you, I feel troubled.

"Ahem, in short, let's wait until His Majesty King Arthur wakes up and then make a decision based on her wishes. It's useless for us to just think about it here."

Artolia coughed a few times and gave a very pertinent suggestion. Indeed, it is better to wait until she wakes up and see how she behaves. Didn't Lord Merlin say that? Maybe there will be some surprises during the reincarnation process. Now, in addition to the same size as the figure, God knows if there will be others.

For example... In terms of memory, it would be difficult to completely lose the memory of being King Arthur. In this case, do we really have to raise her as my and Artolia's daughter?

Although the whole process, the way Artoria and I worked together to mend magic, and the final reincarnation, are not much different from the process of making a child, this is King Arthur after all, the first hero and king of the Dark Continent. The most powerful person, etc., has countless halos shrouding his head.

If I really have to raise this kind of person as a daughter and call myself daddy, even if she is willing, I will feel awkward in my heart. It is more uncomfortable and unimaginable than the four devil kings respectfully calling me master. And when I grow up, , what should I do if her memory recovers? I’m afraid the first step is to chase down my [father] with the sword of victory.

Her eyes fell on Artolia. Her calm eyes also flashed with slight uneasiness. She probably thought about it with me. King Arthur was the one she always respected and wanted to chase and surpass. How could she have thought that suddenly something would happen to her? One day, such a person might call her "Mom", and the uneasiness and awkwardness in Artolia's heart would definitely be several times stronger than mine.

Wait, what are we thinking about? We should wait for her to wake up and see the situation first.

She placed the little King Arthur in the palm of her hand among the three people sitting around. The three pairs of eyes looked at her motionlessly, each with their own thoughts in mind.

After a moment, the little body in the palm suddenly moved, causing us to wake up from our daze at the same time. We looked at each other in confusion, and our eyes fell on the little King Arthur again.

Move slightly, then move again... just like a little... child lying in bed, in a state of being in a state of being awake, constantly tossing our nerves. Finally, the shoulder moves a lot, and the small body in the palm of the hand turns. He turned around, and then the tiny golden hair on his forehead stood up high, as if a switch had been pulled...

Those green eyes, which were the same as Artoria's, twitched a few times, slowly opened them, rubbed their eyes, yawned, and sat up blankly from my palm.

"Oh~~"

It seemed that he hadn't completely woken up from his sleep. After sitting up, he stayed for a few seconds, raised his hands high, stretched, and kept rubbing his eyes.

so cute!

Not only me, but also Artolia and Zeluka were smitten by this little King Arthur, this little

I am fascinated by the cute animal-like behavior.

Artolia is one of the best beauties among the elves, who are famous for their beauties. You can imagine her miniature version, a little Artolia less than a foot tall, stretching sleepily and rubbing her eyes. What a cute look.

Compared with Elliya, her beauty may be slightly inferior to Elliya, but she inherits Artoria's stupidity and has a sharp contrast with the usually majestic Artoriya, so she is even better in terms of cuteness. .

Finally, the little King Arthur, who was completely awake, seemed to realize something, raised his head, and stared blankly into our eyes.

We can imagine ourselves in her shoes.

When I just woke up, I suddenly found myself sitting on the palm of a giant. I raised my head and found that three giants were sitting around me, almost blocking all the surrounding light. Only their tall bodies were left in my field of vision. , raised his head, and found three more faces, three pairs of huge eyes staring at him.

This kind of scene after suddenly waking up from sleep, coming to the country of giants for some reason, being caught by three giants and surrounded by people, is really not a wonderful thing.

So I understand little King Arthur's next move.

However, although I can understand it, I cannot forgive it.

In the true sense of big eyes staring at small eyes, after staring for a few seconds, our little King Arthur suddenly jumped out of my palm without saying a word or showing any surprise. The sword of victory drew a bright trajectory, followed the falling trend, and stabbed my........., knee.

"Chi~~" The dull sound of three-point penetration sounded. The sword of victory was so sharp that most of the blade was inserted in, and it was inserted very firmly. The whole body of King Arthur was hung on the sword, hanging in the air. As he stood, his small body kept swaying with the shaking of the sword.

After staying for a few more seconds...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

This, this, this...

How is this going? This toothpick-sized sword of victory looks ugly, but why does it hurt so much? It’s just like a dead dog’s tooth!

No, before that, there is another major premise. Why are you stabbing me, bastard! ! ! !

At the moment when I was rolling with my knees up, 1 little King Arthur had already flipped into the air, pulled out the sword of victory, spun gracefully in the air a few times, and landed neatly and elegantly.

"You dare to bow to me." "Pointing the long sword in his hand at me, the little King Arthur scolded loudly in a childish voice.

"You...you guy?"

…”

In my mind, the cuteness of this little King Arthur has plummeted, and the hatefulness has increased infinitely. The resentment I had towards her before suddenly came to my heart.

He jumped up from the ground and lay down again, facing directly towards the little King Arthur, staring at her with wide eyes.

"Is this how you treat your savior?" Be emotional first, then rational. Don't say I'm bullying a child.

"Help me?"

His small, cute green eyes widened in disbelief.

"If I am reduced to being rescued by this prodigal guy, I would rather die~" After saying that, he tilted his head in a very arrogant manner, not to offend me.

Me: "..." Please don't make me angry, little one. If this druid gets angry, all three demon gods will tremble with Baal.

Baal, the paladin of the far western kingdom, sneezed again.

"Okay, let's put aside the savior for the moment. Why do you want to stab me? Or, why did you choose me to stab me?" I have a lot of resentment about this. Why not Artolia and Zeluka? Woolen cloth? Of course, it wasn't that they wanted little King Arthur to stab them, it was just that they were very confused about why they were so unlucky.

“As soon as I woke up, I was stared at by three faces~da~”

Watching me warily, she explained that it seemed that this little King Arthur was not the kind of person who couldn't reason with her.

"And your face is the most ugly~~"

Me:..." Please allow me to take back what I said, this guy doesn't know how to respect people at all.

Although what I said is true, do you know why the word "euphemism" was invented?

"And the weakest, the best to break through~" He crossed his arms and nodded hummingly.

I:"……"

I should praise you. King Arthur knew that I was the weakest among the three just by looking at him.

That's weird, you bastard!

I can't bear it anymore!

"Duel, you bastard!" Like a burning [beep] fighter in the small universe, my whole body was ignited with raging anger, and a vast and mysterious black galaxy background emerged behind me.

"As you wish!"

Little King Arthur held the long sword in his hand in front of his chest, even if he was facing a guy like me...wait a minute, when did I become a villain, it was this guy's fault, right?

I was furious, sneered sinisterly, had a ferocious look on my face, and pulled out a cross pendant from my waist with an evil smile on my lips.

At this moment, this druid has transformed into Mihawk!

"Where...

"Altoliya next to him stopped talking, tilting his head sleepily, and his golden hair kept turning.

All in all, after a full-fledged knightly salute on my side, which was in sharp contrast to the other side, the duel began.

After a few seconds, the winner was decided.

Covering several small red spots the size of pinholes on my body, I rolled on the floor again, tears streaming down my face from the pain. The cross pendant had already been thrown away somewhere.

I finally realized that even if the opponent was only the size of a figure, he was still the reincarnation of King Arthur, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"This person is an idiot~~This person is an idiot~n"

The little King Arthur was arrogantly waving the sword of victory on the opposite side, and kept shouting about the truth that he had seen in just one battle, which also made my pain worse.

"In short, I was just testing your strength, and I didn't use any real skills at all, you know?" I stood up staggeringly, holding my wound. I performed a strong pose, and felt that my image suddenly changed. Extremely tall, he is no different from those hidden masters in the game world who only suddenly show the power of thunder when they are forced to have no choice but to do so.

"Humph, there is no strong person in front of Ben Ang~~" Unexpectedly, this little guy was even more arrogant, pointing the toothpick-sized sword of victory high, as if he didn't take the world's masters in his eyes.

Although if it were the previous King Arthur, he would indeed have this capital.

However, after some testing just now, I found that if this little King Arthur didn't hide other methods, his strength would be at the pseudo-realm level. If he encounters a stronger opponent, he will have nothing to do with him.

As for hiding methods... To be honest, I don't think that a little kid who has just been reincarnated and awakened through the soul seed knows how to hide her strength, but her fighting skills are really not limited by the collision just a few seconds ago. She is completely With a strength that was half as much as mine, he stabbed me hard and ran around with my head in my hands.

It seems that at least she has not inherited all of King Arthur's battle memories, but what she has now is enough to make her proud of the entire Dark Continent.

Based on the above, in this dark continent where wars are raging and monsters are rampant, it is better to keep this little King Arthur by his side until she regains her strength.

"Okay, let's end the small talk. Let's get back to the business. You must be very sleepy now. Why do you appear here? Why do these things happen, Your Majesty King Arthur?"

As soon as I said this, the little boy fell silent and calmed down. After a while, he raised his head and nodded.

"Great, where do I start?"

I scratched my head and sat down. I made eye contact with Al*lia and the others. When I saw them signaling for me to explain, I couldn't help but scratch my head in confusion.

Whatever, let me speak for myself.

Just as he moistened his throat, he saw the little King Arthur on the ground suddenly jumped high, and his small body flew into the air like a sharp arrow, and then fell down...

to my head.

Hey Hey hey!

"I'm not used to the condescending gaze~~" said the little King Arthur, who was sitting firmly on top of my head.

Indeed, if we stood on the ground, the three of us would have to look down at her. Of course, the proud King Arthur would not be happy.

only……

"Why is it me again, bastard, don't you hate me? Do you say I'm ugly?" I yelled.

Go, go, climb on the heads of Artolia and the others.

"That's a long way to go. How can a defeated person be qualified to speak? He will serve as a mount for Ben Ang." 1 Little King Arthur kept pulling out my hair angrily.

"It hurts, it hurts, stop it, don't pull it out, I just let you sit down, stop it!"

Even if you are an adventurer, you are in danger of turning into a Mediterranean uncle, you bastard. If that happens, what shame would I have to go back to see Vilas and the others?

In desperation, I just gave in.

In this way, the top of my head seemed to naturally become the throne of little King Arthur.

Speaking of which, is this guy really the reincarnation of King Arthur? It doesn't look like it at all to me. Even if hiding attributes is to show your integrity, at least pretend to look like a king. Where are the grace, elegance, calmness, maturity, and noble majesty of a king?

If King Arthur had this kind of character hundreds of thousands of years ago, let alone founding the Elf Empire, it would be better if the Elf race was not destroyed by her.

Could it be that this is another abnormal change that Lord Merlin mentioned?

Can't we develop a better mutation? I want a dignified and steady King Arthur, bastard!

Nagging with resentment in my heart, I once again told the little King Arthur in my head about the formation of soul reincarnation, the Twelve Knights and everything arranged by Lord Merlin.

What followed was silence for more than ten minutes.

Yes, even if you become naive, you will become confused when you hear such a shocking news and learn that your teacher and twelve friends who loyally protect you have reincarnated your soul. And chaos.

In an instant, I felt a surge of sympathy in my heart, and I felt pitiful for this little one. He was inexplicably reborn into this troubled world, where all his relatives and friends had passed away, leaving him alone.

Should I say something to comfort her? What if she starts crying?

I was thinking in my mind, and accidentally my eyes fell on Artolia, and I found that she and Jeluka were both staring blankly at the top of my head, falling into a state of speechless distance.

Huh?

I turned around and looked at the smooth ice wall nearby, which was as smooth as a mirror, and I suddenly saw the scene reflected in it.

This little King Arthur actually took a nap on my head, bit by bit with his chin, like a chicken pecking at rice, so cute.

But you can't eat cuteness, you bastard!

I was so angry that I raised my hands high and shook them above my head.

This little guy had a sensitive sixth sense and jumped up high at that moment, escaping my grasp.

"It's still 10,000 years too early to attack Ben'ang, you simpering person~~"

With a flash of sword light, there was a cool cross mark on my left cheek.

Oh oh oh, it's a fortress, from now on I will be the executioner...

No, bastard, now is not the time to complain!

"Say, were you listening to what I said just now?"

Resisting the urge to pull out my little silver cross again and issue a duel challenge, I gritted my teeth and asked.

As long as the other party says no or shakes his head, I'll give her a good look. This time I'm going to be serious about it, I'm going to be serious about it, you bastard! Look down on my bear eyes! Wu Xiami! Hovank's are all dead at sea, bastards!

“Of course I’m listening, you think I’m a fool like you~~”

This little guy said something very proud, which made my anger calm down a little, but then it ignited my anger again.

"So, there is nothing you want to say?, I will endure it, I will endure it, and I will finish the serious things first.

"What do you want Ben Ang to say?" 1 The little King Arthur didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid, so he asked me.

"Let me tell you, most people will react when they hear such news." I continued to ask patiently, but I didn't believe it. You guy is really indifferent.

A moment of silence...

I saw little King Arthur gently put down the sword of victory in his hand, put it around his waist, raised his head, and glanced over the three of us.

The moment their eyes met, it actually gave me a sense of majesty and oppression that I couldn't look directly at.

"Ben Ang...

I don’t have anything to say…

"After a pause, she said in a light tone.

"Spanning hundreds of thousands of years, reappearing here is a foregone conclusion. What's the use of sharp points? Ben Ang will only think about what to do next." Although it is only such a short moment, we have indeed grown up from this childhood. The little guy feels a bit of the shadow of King Arthur in the past...

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