My Knights of the Round Table

"After my mother left, I lived like a puppet. I just practiced sword day after day, waiting for my father's care. I hoped that he could care for me like my mother, but I was disappointed over and over again."

"At that point my heart was completely dead."

"But it's different now."

"Now that I have found my purpose, I don't want to go back to my previous life."

"So, don't stop me, just take it as I beg you."

"I don't want anything anymore."

"what about me?!"

Parcival had a pitiful expression on his face.

Lan Malloc was also a little shaken for a moment.

But the next moment there was more confusion and anger, and more and more tears and confusion in his eyes.

"You will also have your own goals, there is no need to be obsessed with the two of us having common goals."

"When you grow up, you always have to separate."

"Our two personalities are so different."

Parcival whispered.

At the end, both hands were placed in front of her body, but they tightly held Arthur's hand holding her body.

He held onto it tightly, unwilling to let go at all.

There was a hint of vigilance and regret in the eyes of the fox on the bed.

Lan Maloch lowered his head, looked at the ground without saying a word.

Her face was completely blocked by the long blonde hair, making it impossible to see her current expression clearly.

After a while, she raised her head.

His face became calm, and he just looked at her quietly.

"Well, I won't mind your business."

"However, you should still remember what day is tomorrow?"

Parcival nodded.

His expression was a little depressed, but he was more grateful.

"I hope you can come over then and see me for the last time."

"is it okay?"

Parcival opened his mouth.

She did still remember that when she came here, she also had the idea of ​​secretly going to see her tomorrow.

However, it is completely different from Langmaloc.

She understood what Ranmallock was thinking.

But she didn't want to see her father.

No matter from a certain point of view, I don't want to see him.

but.

Looked up.

In the depths of Lilan Malloc's forced calm expression, there was still a touch of imperceptible tears in his eyes.

nodded.

"I'll be there."

"I'm waiting for you."

After saying this, Lan Maloch raised his head and took a deep look at Arthur, then turned and left the room.

The door of the room was closed, and it became Arthur, Percival, and Yuzaoqian again.

Parcival breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, I realized that something was wrong with my posture.

I completely collapsed into Arthur's arms, and what's more, my hand was still holding Arthur's hand tightly to prevent him from letting go.

His face instantly turned red.

"sorry!"

Quickly let go of Arthur's hand and broke free from his embrace.

After taking a few steps, he turned around with a look of shame and apology, and his cold face turned red.

"fine."

Percival raised his head and glanced at Arthur secretly.

Full of gentle smiles.

His face was still a little rosy, and he continued to speak after remembering what happened just now.

"I'm sorry I lied to you."

"Everyone has their own secrets, and that's okay."

"However, I hope that Percival can tell me the truth about other things in the future. If there is any difficulty, we can solve it together and don't hide it alone, okay?"

"it is good."

A moved look appeared on his face, but he was even more respectful and loyal.

He pursed his lips.

"Can I delay a day tomorrow?"

"it is good."

"But what day is tomorrow?"

"My sister's birthday, at this time of year, King Berlino will hold a banquet to celebrate her birthday."

Parcival said softly.

Arthur thought for a while, and looked at Parcival with some curiosity in his eyes.

"Are you and Ranmallock twins?"

"Correct."

Parcival nodded.

"Then tomorrow is your birthday too."

"Correct."

He quickly answered again.

There was no abnormality on his face, and his expression was still calm.

But soon he seemed to think of something, and looked at Arthur with a flattered expression on his face and quickly waved his hands.

"Don't worry, I never celebrate my birthday."

"No."

"Before was before, now is now."

Arthur had a determined look on his face.

Turning his head, he glanced at the sky outside.

Although it was already dark, the lights were still brightly lit. There were people coming and going on the street, and it seemed that the nightlife would take a long time to end.

Stretching out his hand, he stroked Parcival's soft, long golden hair, with a gentle look on his face.

"It's still a while before it gets dark, let's go outside and have a look."

"Get ready for your birthday tomorrow."

"No need."

Percival lowered his head and retorted stubbornly.

But Arthur ran along his golden hair, and gently stroked Parcival's soft cheek with his hands.

Gently squeezed, but more of a light touch, holding up the girl's face and making her look at him.

"By the way, prepare a birthday present for your sister. After all, I have to meet your father tomorrow. It's always not good for me to go empty-handed."

"Just stay with me, okay?"

Percival was forced to raise his head and meet Arthur's gaze.

The green pupils were full of panic, and Arthur didn't dare to refute what he said for a while.

Opening his mouth, his face was so blushing that water could almost drip out.

"it is good."

After a while, he replied in a low voice with difficulty.

Chapter 124 Chapter 27 Birthday Party

Said to go out to prepare gifts, but in the end Arthur didn't buy anything.

Tomorrow is her birthday, and she certainly doesn't care about the ordinary things bought in the city.

The legendary auction is something that is completely absent.