From Kanban girl of Xingyue to BOSS

This is the expression of no hope for the future. Only when there is no hope, will he really not care about anything. All of this undoubtedly points to that Harold.

Walking and walking, Liya has already walked out of this refugee land and came to a slightly better place. It is said to be better, but in fact it is just that there are fewer refugees and more civilians.

Suddenly Liya saw a person lying on the ground in front of him, or crawling on the ground, twisting and twisting his body like a disgusting bug, slowly crawling forward.

The tattered clothes all over his body became strips, and on that extremely old face, it seemed that he was looking for something, his hands kept groping for something on the ground, but he couldn't make any sound.

At this time, a young man with purple hair and wearing armor saw this situation and walked up directly. He took some coins from his arms, grabbed the old man's hand, and seemed to be planning to give them to him.

Seemingly seeing that the young man wanted to help the old man, a middle-aged man on the side took his hand and said, "Mr. Once you get there, you'll be in trouble."

The purple-haired young man frowned dissatisfiedly, looked at the middle-aged man who held him back and said, "Sir, why do you say that, I just intend to help an old man, why do the soldiers of the city defense bother me?"

"Master Knight, you must be very puzzled."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly and said: "This happened a few months ago, this man is a well-known businessman here. He has been doing business with businessmen from other places, so he has some money."

"But who knows, once his wife and daughter went out to the street, but was seen by the lord, and he was tempted when he saw it, and forcibly took the mother and daughter back, in an attempt to force the mother and daughter to submit."

"Under coercion, the two actually bit their tongues and killed themselves, and the lord was furious, and even sent someone to arrest him, and ordered hundreds of soldiers to insult his wife and daughter's corpses in front of his face... Afterwards, the person who collected the corpses, that I can't bear to take another look at my body."

Under such circumstances, this person was naturally completely insane, and his family property was taken as his father by the lord, and he himself was interrupted by the city guards, and no one was allowed to pity him, otherwise, if he saw him, Light is a good meal, heavy is...

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked around and saw that no one else was paying attention to this place except Liya, and motioned for the two to leave quickly, and he himself quickly walked into the crowd.

Hearing this, the purple-haired youth was already trembling with anger, his brows were frowning as if he was thinking about something.

"Why, after hearing what the man said just now, do you still want to help him?"

Hearing the voice from behind, the purple-haired youth turned his head and looked back, only to find that it was only a young man, he hesitated for a moment and nodded, but there was still anger about this matter in his eyes.

"What else do you do to help such a person?" Liya pointed to the person on the ground with only a pair of empty eyes left.

"Should I just look at it like this!" Hearing Liya's words, the purple-haired youth felt angry.

Liya sighed, helping is to help, but now he doesn't need any material help.

Liya stepped forward and looked into those empty eyes. This person died a long time ago, but he is still alive now, it's just his body's instinct not to want to die.

Liya sighed softly, stretched out her hand and put it on the man's forehead, a little bit of soft light shone from her hand, and shot into his eyes.

But in his originally completely empty eyes, surprise and excitement slowly began to appear, as if he had found what he had been looking for for a long time.

Slowly, a small drop of tears flowed out of my eyes, and I slowly closed my eyes, but there was still such a happy face on my face, so peaceful, so peaceful, as if I had never walked through this sad world at all .

But the young man next to him realized that something was wrong, and punched Liya fiercely, Liya stretched out her hand to block it, and quickly backed away.

The purple-haired young man didn't have time to take care of Liya, but just put his hand on the breath of the person on the ground. Infinite anger flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Liya in a cold voice and shouted: "Why? He is already so pitiful, why is he so pitiful? To kill him!"

"Why? Do you think that a person like him really wants to continue to live? If you are in his situation, what will happen? At least he died with happiness like this?"

Liya glanced at the other party, and didn't say anything, but turned and left. After all, someone will know what happened here soon, and it will only make things bigger here.

Seeing Liya's departure, the purple-haired young man was stunned for a moment. Although he knew that Liya's actions were correct, he still felt unacceptable. He could only follow closely behind Liya, thinking about what Liya said.

Liya glanced at the purple-haired young man who was following behind. In fact, she had already recognized who he was, one of King Arthur's twelve knights of the round table, Lancelot, known as the number one martial artist in the round table, but she didn't expect him to appear here.

"What are you doing with me, are you planning to avenge that person?"

"No, I didn't have that idea." Lancelot, who was following Liya, was stunned for a moment when he heard Liya say that, and then turned his head.

"I said, do you know what happiness is?"

"Happiness?" Lancelot looked at Liya in confusion.

"The so-called happiness, for some people, means having a lot of money, eating well, and finding someone you love, that's happiness, but that's just the pursuit of material things. If a person has nothing Is it gone? Then existence itself has no expectations, so it is better to die happily."

Lancelot's mind was shocked. As a knight from France, he naturally valued personal happiness more than the country's happiness, so he naturally understood what the boy in front of him said.

"I'm sorry about what happened just now." Now that he had understood Liya's words, Lancelot apologized to Liya.

Hearing this, Liya smiled at him, and said, "That's nothing. Speaking of which, you're not from this place, are you?"

For Lancelot, she felt a little complicated with the memories of Artoria. In any case, before Lancelot and Guinevere fell in love, they were King Arthur's most loyal and capable subordinates.

In addition to his achievements on the battlefield, he also possesses a series of virtues.Just like the Confucian generals in ancient times, he is a perfect knight who combines the characteristics of gentleness, generosity, piety, and politeness.

It's as if no one is perfect, and such a perfect knight finally made the infamy that left him with a lifetime of stains.

In this world, Liya also disclosed her gender to the knights she trusted, and the knights also knew the truth about the king.He and Guinevere also got married early, and it wasn't the happy harmony that others saw on the surface, but the real happiness and harmony.

After all, she told Guinevere her real gender from the very beginning, and Guinevere was willing to marry her, which showed that Guinevere really liked her, otherwise she would not agree.There is no political marriage here, and there is no room for outsiders to intervene between them.

The only thing that makes Guinevere dissatisfied is that Liya is not a man, so why are there so many female lovers?Let her worry all the time that Liya will be abducted one day.

"Well, my name is Lancelot, I'm from France, I heard about King Arthur, and I want to come and see it. I just thought that I just set foot on this land and encountered such a thing."

Lancelot originally stayed well in his territory, but it didn't take long for rumors of the King of Britain to come from across the coast.

Regarding the chosen sword, the brave man who pulls out the holy sword that no one can pull out, overthrows the regime of the nobles, the only light for the common people, and the ideal knight.

Also as a knight, Lancelot was naturally not interested in this, but he was young and didn't think Britain's King of Knights was anything, so he continued to live his life pretending not to be interested.

Until one day even the people in his domain compared him with King Arthur, he finally felt annoyed.

He decided to see with his own eyes what kind of character the legendary King Arthur was. He was the only ideal knight for the people. With this in mind, he set foot on the land of Britain, and then this happened.

Liya naturally didn't know that Lancelot was trying to challenge her, so she nodded slightly.

"That's how it is. Since Your Excellency has already mentioned his name, I have to be polite about it. My name is Artorius."

"Artorius..." Lancelot only felt that the other party's name was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was.

After all, compared to the name Artorius, King Arthur's name is much bigger. People only know King Arthur, and they don't know that King Arthur is called Artorius. Maybe only those who have a detailed understanding know it.

The name Arthur has gradually replaced Artoria's name, which is equivalent to Liya's childhood name, well, it is similar to the name Artoria.

"Speaking of which, Lord Lancelot, do you want to watch a good show?" Liya invited with a smile.

Since you don't want this kind of thing to happen in the future, then naturally you have to solve the source.

Although it is an invitation, there is a deep tyranny in Liya's smile. For the safety of the people in this city, that lord deserves to die no matter what.

Chapter 110 What is the relationship between King Arthur and me, Artorius?

Deep darkness, only the indescribable darkness in front of my eyes, everywhere, in front of my eyes, in the room. ...Father, mother, what should I do?

Miss Kiara felt deeply unwilling. In fact, she was not very angry with Harold, but rather unwilling to accept her own incompetence. She found that she had nothing but this body.