West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

The early spring in Camelot has always been quiet and gentle.The wind blowing from the forest quietly slips into the city wall with the fragrance of flowers, and blows over every corner corridor, bringing an indescribable comfort and leisure with the taste of green grass and sunshine to the whole castle.

But amidst this joyful brilliance, some people are doomed to live up to this great spring light with incomprehensible amorous feelings——Walking through the bustling streets of the lower city in a hurry, West clutched a bottle of light-colored The transparent potion, with wide-eyed eyes, kept looking around.

Merlin ran into the palace early in the morning to continue his career as a servant serving the king.Gaius spent the whole morning tinkering around, stuffing several bottles of potions into the arms of another tenant, and then slowly went out to buy medicinal materials.Therefore, West had no choice but to nibble on cold bread and run around every corner of Camelot to deliver these potions to the people who should deliver them... In fact, except that he didn't find the people who should have stayed at home to rest due to eating a bad stomach. Corwen Knights, and had to run almost three laps around Uptown, and things were actually going pretty well.

"Good afternoon, West."

Walking towards him with a basket on his shoulders.Gwen, who doesn't need to be on duty in the palace today, saw the new resident of Gaius's house from a distance, and immediately waved friendlyly:

"I've seen you running around the neighborhood several times. Are you looking for something? Merlin is usually in Arthur's room at this time."

"Hi, Gwen."

He nodded politely to the maid.Knowing from Merlin's memory that she seems to be favored by King Arthur and Lancelot, Wester can be sure that she should be the queen Guinevia recorded in the history books... Anyway, even the wizard Merlin has become a young man. If there is a male servant, then it may not be too difficult to accept a queen born as a maid.

Thinking of this, realizing that she might know the residents of Camelot better than herself, West spoke without hesitation:

"I'm not looking for Merlin... oh no, I'm not looking for Gaius either... Do you know where Gao Wen is usually at this time?"

"The tavern, or the training ground." The answer was very positive.For this knight who is particularly maverick in the round table, Gwen believes that most people who know him can easily guess his whereabouts.

—Ah...the training ground, of course it is the training ground.

Lifting the corners of his eyes, he couldn't believe that he could subconsciously think that the guy wouldn't run to make trouble if he was sick.West, who just failed to find someone in the tavern, bowed slightly and expressed his heartfelt thanks to the maid.

"By the way, no matter where he messed with you again, Gao Wen is still a knight after all, Serena." Probably looking at the boy's expression is more like sending him to hell than delivering medicine to the knight.When West walked towards the training ground, Gwen finally couldn't help but say so.

"Don't worry, I won't fall out with a knight in Camelot." She nodded, obviously taking the maid's reminder as a worry for herself.West, who was just a commoner in this timeline, looked back and smiled.

"No, I didn't mean that." Sighing, Gwen blinked happily, and a smile appeared on his face:

"I mean, Cowen's a knight, so you can punch him twice - he won't fall apart so easily."

"..."

So, since even Gwen said so, it seems a bit of a pity not to add some color to some people's faces.

Walking outside the training ground of the Knights, looking at the figure who couldn't join because of a bad stomach and could only sit and watch helplessly, West really thought so.He even raised one foot, making a gesture to kick him down, but Gao Wen, who noticed his arrival, flashed past him, so he resentfully gave up his plan to kick this guy like a dog.

"Hey! Don't be so vindictive, West!!"

Jumping up from the grass, he boldly patted the young man on the shoulder. The smile on Gao Wen's face was very sincere:

"Although we almost stabbed you with a sword when we met for the first time, didn't it all explain that it was a misunderstanding? You still have to worry about it until now!"

"Ok?"

With a rising tone, West tilted his head and kept staring at him with a half-smile.It wasn't until Gao Wen couldn't hold back that overly enthusiastic expression in the boy's meaningful eyes that the knight finally coughed lightly, and turned his eyes a little embarrassedly:

"Hey, um, I really didn't mean to trick you into going to the tavern to pay the bill for me... By the way, did you pay the bill?"

"Paid..." It's strange.

With something as useful as psychic ability, naturally it would not be taken advantage of by the boss in the tavern who was waiting for someone to pay Gao Wen's debt.West shrugged helplessly. When he thought that this unscrupulous knight might have tricked Merlin or someone else to pay for his drinks, he felt amused. He couldn't believe this libertine , is the legendary great knight who was hailed as the "Flower of Knights" by the French court poets.

"So, isn't your last name Stark?" He smiled and threw the potion in his hand.West blinked, his azure ocean-like pupils softened for a moment because he thought of his friend who was a thousand years later.

"What?" Gao Wen frowned puzzled as he held the glass bottle firmly.

"I mean, you should get rid of the problem of always picking up things to eat!"

He glanced at the other knights who were training enthusiastically on the field, and then thought about some people who were sitting next to him just now.The brown-haired boy coughed young, and found that he couldn't stop the smile on his mouth: "As a 'girl knight', eating a bad stomach like this is not good for your image at all...As far as I know, in the card Among Melot's girls, sir Lancelot is much more popular than you."

"Whoa, that sounds really sad..."

Leaning against the wooden rack where the weapons are stored behind him.The knight crossed his arms, looked at the boy and smiled casually: "So, what about the boys?"

It has to be said that Gao Wen was born to be illuminated by the sun.Although he has always been cynical, it cannot be denied that he is more suitable than anyone to be a dream lover.Therefore, even if he just stood there casually, there was an unparalleled fatal attraction.Coupled with the low and slightly hoarse laughter, it makes people feel like they are in a lingering dream.

Raise the corners of your mouth.During Gao Wen's provocative questioning, West just shook his head slightly, but did not speak.

Seeing that he was smiling steadily, showing no signs of embarrassment, the knight became more interested: "Hey, don't keep talking, Serena. Look, we can—"

"Gaowen! Be careful!!"

Before the words fell, a shout suddenly came from not far away.Recognizing that it was the voice of Lancelot they mentioned just now, Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then felt a sharp chill flying straight along the wind, almost in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of the two of them .

It was a spear with a sharpened tip.

It is very common for the Cavaliers to miss the target during training, but it is still unabated to be able to throw it so far. It is estimated that only Percival, who has always been extremely powerful, is the only one.Cursing the big man with well-developed limbs in his heart, Gao Wen stared at the stabbing sharp knife, and when he made a wrong step, he put on West's shoulder, and was about to bend down to dodge with him.

It's just that someone obviously reacted faster than him.

He reacted instinctively the moment the spear struck—of course not using superpowers, or even if Merlin survived in the end, he would definitely strangle him again—West directly grabbed Gao Wen’s collar with his right hand and went When he fell down, his left hand drew an arc in mid-air according to the inertia. After avoiding the seemingly unavoidable spear in the chest, in order to prevent further damage to the group of servants who were scrubbing the armor behind, he also held his hand with them. The body of the spear passing by, pulled it hard to deflect its flight path, and finally slanted hard. It was inserted into the ground.

"Hey! Are you okay?!"

Put the long sword back into your waist.Arthur Pendragon, who was instructing the knight in swordsmanship, hurried over, staring dumbfounded at the two who fell into a heap but were miraculously unscathed, and seemed to be very impressed by West's agility just now: "Who are you? , boy? How did I never see you in Camelot?"

"Yo, isn't this Serena?"

And came with the king.Lancelot, on the other hand, quickly recognized the young man who had been with Gaius recently. Seeing that he really didn't seem to be in trouble, he was relieved and greeted him friendly.

"Serena?" Arthur raised his eyebrows—it seems that his knights are very familiar with this strange boy?

"Oh, by the way, you probably haven't seen him yet, have you? This is West, Merlin's younger brother... Arthur, you are with your servant every day. Didn't he tell you?"

"That fool can remember and tell me something." He curled his lips, and always looked disgusted every time he mentioned his servant.Arthur looked up and down the boy who was standing there obediently, and his tone was a bit puzzled:

"So Merlin has a younger brother? He doesn't look like him at all... except that he is as thin as a straw like that kid."

"..."

——It should be said that he looks alike.

The corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and the young West, who only had a face, could not get used to his new identity no matter how long it took.After all, he is old enough to be the father of a young mage, and now he is regarded as "Merlin's younger brother". No matter how he thinks about it, he really seems to have been taken advantage of.

"...We are cousins." I didn't know why, so I groaned for a while.Finally, he resigned himself to his fate.

"Yeah--"

After prolonging the ending, Arthur still looked at the boy suspiciously.Nervously recalling that he should not have revealed any flaws that might be regarded as a wizard, West lowered his eyes anxiously under the gaze of the entire knight group, a little hesitant whether he should use his ability to completely delete the scene just now from their minds Lose.

After all, he really didn't care if he was considered a wizard or not.If he wants to leave, all the knights in Camelot can't stop him... However, he can't implicate Merlin and Gaius, and he can't implicate those people who sincerely treat him well and think of him unreservedly.

It was impossible to guess what the king was thinking.Looking at each other, both Gao Wen and Lancelot saw the same worries and doubts in each other's eyes.

"Hey! What are you all doing here?"

Just when West was stunned by Arthur's gaze, he couldn't help but put his finger on his forehead.A shout came from far and near along the wind, and rescued him from the somewhat embarrassing silence just in time.

Looking at the king who shrugged innocently, and then at West who pursed his lips, Merlin, who had just returned from cleaning the stables, looked a little uneasy: "...you didn't bully Serena, did you?"

It's no wonder that he thought so wrongly, it's because the scene just now was too similar to the scene where he just came to Camelot and ended up confronting Arthur, who was still a prince, in a daze.

"Bullying? It seems that you really don't know what is written in the knight's code, do you?"

It's a little funny to watch his own servant protect his 'brother' behind him like a calf.Arthur shook his head, but he also believed that this kid had an unusual relationship with Merlin—seriously, he was the number one knight in Camelot, why did this kid always think he looked like a bully? Where's the villain?

"Okay, Merlin, don't act like a girl. Tonight is the May Day banquet, I hope you have made all the preparations."

He turned around and greeted the knights to go back to practice.Arthur drew out the long sword at his waist, and after pulling a beautiful sword flower, he walked back to the training ground again.

"You see, he just likes to show off anytime and anywhere like this." He curled his lips and lightly bumped the boy's shoulder.Although Merlin's words were full of disdain, even if West was blind, he could see the pride and smile hidden on his face.

—Actually, you didn’t realize that you were also showing off to me, Merlin?

Sighing helplessly, he always felt that he seemed to have seen this kind of duplicity in getting along in a certain 'Avengers Kindergarten'.West glanced at the black-haired mage beside him rather strangely, as if he realized that he should know something serious.

"By the way, Serena, I have something to ask you."

But he didn't know that his image in West's heart was drifting to an irreparable place.Merlin stretched out his hand, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered in the boy's ear:

"Could you work for me at dinner tonight?"

"What?"

His mind was still stuck on "whether the warlord really has something to do with his king", and West's expression was blank for a moment.

"It's just helping with the dishes and pouring wine for Arthur. It's very simple."

He glanced at the blond king in the training ground to make sure he wouldn't hear anything.Merlin blinked, showing a soft pleading expression.

"The druid just came to me and said that there is something very important. I can't come back before the dinner, so I can only ask you to hold me back for a while... Please, Serena."

He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.Looking at Merlin's deer-like wet eyes, Wester paused, and finally nodded like a ghost.