Killing an old enemy

In the distant place that no one noticed, there was a tall and straight figure standing quietly.

He has short purple hair. Although he is dressed in the clothes of ordinary people, he does not make people feel that he is mediocre. Instead, he faintly reveals the elegance of a knight, as if he is free from the environment he is in. People's eyes can't be staggered from him at all.

This man has a name cursed in Knights of the Round Table—

Lancelot.

It was the instigator who fell into a platonic affair with the queen in history and eventually led to the destruction of Great Britain, the sinner who has been passed down for thousands of years.

He... is not worthy of calling himself a noble knight, nor worthy of appearing as a Saber.

Lancelot stretched out his hand in a trance, as if he could touch the figure not far away, but when his fingertips were stained with the light, he immediately withdrew his hand as if he was scalded, his face showing Feelings of excruciating pain and self-blame.

king...my king...

His incomparably noble, beloved king...

Before he died, Lancelot prayed to see Arthur for the last time, but fate did not give him this chance.

Now he is an absolute sinner, with no possibility of being forgiven, and he has no face to meet the King of Great Britain to whom he promised to offer his sword and will.

...Ah, if there is a Holy Grail, he wishes his beloved king to judge him by himself.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Lancelot's mouth. Unlike the common people's thinking, he did not elope because he loved the queen, but hoped that the king who didn't understand people's hearts could know the selfishness of human beings from his actions. , but things backfired...

He should have apologized with death, but now is not the time, otherwise he will kill himself directly when he is revealed.

"You are the most chivalrous knight." His king had said so.

Therefore, when my king is in crisis, he still needs to keep this sinner's body and dedicate his sword and glory to him again. He can't...he must never become an existence like Berserker this time.

It is not yet time to exercise restraint.

If the Roman emperor Lucius, who always liked to plunder, also appeared last time... he must protect his beloved king.

Lancelot pressed his hand on his chest, holding back the inexplicable irritability.

Resentment, jealousy... They can stand in front of the king like this.

Finally, he took a deep look at the direction of the curtain of light. His gaze was so gentle and yearning, as if his eyes were shrouded in a quiet and calm lake light.

The former Knight of the Round Table zipped up his jacket, put on the hood of his sweater, lowered his head, and his tired figure completely disappeared somewhere in the street.

"..."

Caesar suddenly turned his head as if feeling something, and looked towards the corner, but there was no one there, and the person he thought of did not appear at all.

The last time Arthur's treasure was opened, he brought out Lancelot, who appeared as a berserker Berserker. Although this berserk Knight of the Round Table rarely wakes up, in the CG memory, he is Looking at him from afar with such tender eyes...

Of course, he had already lost his mind when he was an old enemy, groaning and groaning the name of King Arthur, Brainless A came up.

Is it an illusion?He seemed to feel that Lancelot's eyes were watching him from somewhere?

This shouldn't be, if it's Lancelot of the Berserker Berserker, he should just raise his sword and slash him. The most suitable job for this knight who thinks he's unclean is Berserker. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any difference. The possibility of a job agency coming...

Yuan also stood by his hand: "What's wrong?"

Caesar shook his head, looked away, and looked at the person who asked the question: "It's okay."

Compared to this, Haruya is the focus of his attention now——

For some reason, he felt a little angry.

And this kind of anger... how should I put it, it is not the kind of hidden anger, but it is clearly displayed on the face. Yuan is not a person who likes to hold back his anger and then bear it, but even so, in Caesar's performance When he found something strange, he still chose to ask.

"You're angry." Caesar decided to point it out directly.

Yuan also looked at him angrily: "Obviously, that's the case, what are you going to do?"

"why are you mad?"

As soon as his voice fell, Yuan also suddenly said: "Don't listen to my heart."

Caesar thought for a while, and finally turned off the ability obediently and silently, then blinked, and continued to be puzzled: "Oh... okay, so, why are you angry?"

Yuan also was about to be laughed at by him, he turned around and stared at Caesar's golden pupils.

He really wanted to know what was going on in Caesar's head at this moment, especially when he remembered what Merlin had said to him—the king doesn't understand people's hearts.

Does he really not understand?

This actually imbued Caesar's identity with a sense of sadness, and Hara couldn't help but care about his various behaviors.

But when Yuan also looked at those eyes, he discovered the fact that even so, when he looked at him, even the eyes of a high-ranking person at this moment would be the other's figure... He did exist in his eyes. of.

"Call me by my name," Hara said.

"……also?"

Yuan also frowned: "Full name."

Although he didn't know what he meant, Caesar felt that this was not a big problem.

"Yeah." He said.

"I didn't tell you my name, did you 'see' my past?" Hara still didn't look away, he said, "About the betrayed king of sheep, who joined Hong Kong gangsters and then became a cadre Stories, this is an act without my permission."

"Are you angry because of this?" Caesar looked into his sapphire blue eyes and expressed his doubts well, "Because Yu's behavior doesn't respect you."

"No."

"..."

Hara didn't care about his past being spied on by others, he and Osamu Dazai were fundamentally different, in his opinion, the pain that was tightly covered would fester and expand and pus, so it didn't matter even if it was seen by others, No need to go to great lengths to hide it.

When he was mentioned to the pain point repeatedly, after the initial pain was so painful that he didn't care at all, the so-called past couldn't hurt him anymore.

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Yuan also asked.

What does not understand people's hearts only means that no one really tried to make him understand, or used extreme methods, self-righteously trying to make him understand, and Yuan was not interested in directly expressing the anger he expressed, unless that person Man himself discovers.

Caesar was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he asked such a question.

But Haraya put his hands on his shoulders, which was a dominant posture, but there was no compulsion, just doing it, Caesar was a little surprised, because in what he saw in his past, Hara was rarely so patient.

What kind of person is Hara...

If you use color to describe it, it is composed of orange, light red and gold, with a touch of orange.

"...the sun." Caesar concluded, "It's also like a little sun."

This is the highest evaluation he can give.

Betrayed by former comrades, but able to distinguish between love and hate, never retaliate too much, and never less. After dedicating himself to Hong Kong gangsters, he has drawn a clear line from the past. He is absolutely loyal, but not foolishly loyal. Instead, he has his own considerations, and his personality is straightforward but not hasty. Such a person is really too rare.

If Nishizawa was still confused about why Hara summoned him, after all, his spirit base is a pure incarnation of the sun, but now that he saw his past, he found that he was awakened for no reason, Kazuhara also Getting along makes him feel uninhibited.

"So, why do you think I'm angry?"

"..." Caesar's pure gold eyes exuded a cruel ignorance like a small animal, "I don't know."

The ability was turned off, so he could no longer listen to other people's inner thoughts, which made Caesar feel rarely at a loss and at a loss.

Yuan also sighed, feeling his temples jumping up...

So, why did he do such a thing? He suddenly felt that he was being stupid.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Nishizawa reacted immediately, and grabbed his hand in a flash, but didn't let him keep away, and even held Haruya's hand with both hands.

"You're still angry." He used an affirmative sentence.

"You bastard," Yuan also tried to pull out his hand, but he couldn't pull it out, and could only show a slightly helpless expression, "...I repeat, don't listen to my heart."

"No Yu, I can tell by your expression." Caesar frowned, "You don't believe Yu."

"It's not a question of trust—"

However, only halfway through what Hara had said, Nishizawa suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, and said, "I know why you are angry!"

"You eavesdropped?"

"no!"

Yuan also showed doubts: "Yes, otherwise why did you suddenly know?"

"Seriously, Yu knows...! Is that so? You want Yu as a companion, but you think Yu doesn't treat you as an equal at all?"

Whether it is to deal with the sword of Damocles alone, or the dispute of the old enemy that cannot be penetrated at all, Yuan can only stand by and watch like a passerby, unable to help at all, even in a certain sense. It feels very uncomfortable to become a burden on the Internet.

But Caesar actually didn't think so. He just thought that this matter could be resolved by himself, and he didn't consider the identity of Yuan Ye who came with him.

It turned out to be like this...

Well, amazingly, not offensive.

Such a relationship is really novel - because he has never met a Reserve Master with such a character.

"Is it, is it?" Caesar moved closer, his pure gold eyes gleaming, "Is that right? Is Yu right?"

Yuan unnaturally looked away: "..."

"I know, I won't do it in the future." Probably.

"...you make me wonder if I should continue to be angry."

"No, you can't be angry with Yu." Caesar said, "Only because of Yu's anger, Yu is the creditor."

Such unreasonable words actually made Yuan Ye completely lose his temper. What's even more outrageous was that he even felt that the person in front of him was terribly cute when he said this.

...It's really hopeless.

"Besides, I didn't suspect that Yu was eavesdropping just now." Caesar said in an affirmative tone, "You did it on purpose, right?"

Facing his repeated questions, Yuan was really a little overwhelmed. He turned his head and hummed, and said in a voice with a faint smile unconsciously: "So...how does it feel to be questioned?"

Caesar directly expressed his feelings: "Yu doesn't like it, and you won't be allowed to do it next time."

"I don't like it either," Yuan also forced himself to look back, looking into Caesar's eyes and said, "So, don't do this, I will be angry too."

They stared at each other for a while, not knowing why no one looked away.

Suddenly, Caesar showed a mischievous smile, and he said, "Actually, Yu accidentally heard a little secret before."

"..." Yuan Ye showed a puzzled expression at first, and then he suddenly thought of something, and immediately reacted, showing embarrassment, "Wait...don't say it!"

But it was too late, Caesar had no intention of letting him go.

"When Yu asked you to kiss Yu before, you actually agreed in your heart." Caesar pondered, "For this, when the relationship is better, it's not impossible."

It's just that there is no mana replenishment. If he feels comfortable, he can try it reluctantly.

Yuan also blushed instantly, raised his voice to cover his ears and steal the bell: "...do you know what you are talking about?! This kind of thing, you can't, you can't do it with someone you don't like, you hear that?!! "

"Oh."

"Give me a serious answer!"

"Ok."

"Huh? What kind of perfunctory tone is that...?"

Caesar gave him a "really difficult to deal with" expression: "Remember, just make love and do it."

"........."