The man's expression didn't seem to be lying. From his eyes, she saw deep fear, as if she was remembering something terrible.

The prime minister asked the bodyguard to take the tramp away.

"Your Majesty, will you believe us now? Your brother, his Majesty's illegitimate son, killed your father."

The prime minister looked at her brightly and forced her to make a decision.

"Now order Arthur to be arrested."

Pet's eyes swept through the people sitting in the conference room, and there was a look of hatred on their faces and eyes.

"Your Majesty, give orders quickly and let the knight catch Arthur, the hateful regicide..."

"Sorcerer Merlin is not a good thing. I saw something wrong with Arthur before pulling out his sword to be king. It was premeditated..."

"Your Majesty made Arthur the Knight Chief, but he murdered his majesty for the sake of the throne..."

All the people scolded Arthur as a terrible devil and shouted to arrest him for execution.

She frowned. The prime minister must have been prepared for today's affairs. Her order is equivalent to a formal ruling.

"Your Majesty, what are you hesitating about?" said the prime minister. "Arthur is not your brother. He is a terrible regicide!"

Suddenly.

The door of the conference room was slammed open.

The people in the house looked at it in horror and saw Arthur come in with a leisurely pace.

"Knight!" cried the prime minister hastily.

The knight in the house drew his sword at Arthur, but he didn't dare to come forward easily.

Pet Yu raised her eyes and looked at a brilliant man like a God. There was no expression on his face. He came directly to pick her up.

"Arthur! Put down the queen!" cried a minister.

The two knights rushed over with glowing swords and looked at Arthur's head.

Before they saw how Arthur drew his sword to fight back, the two knights fell to the ground, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Arthur walked out of the conference room with his pet in his arms.

The knights in the corridor dare not stop him. They retreat all the way with swords. Arthur breaks through the siege and returns to the room with his pet.

The room was quiet.

Pet sat on the bed and looked at Arthur standing by the window wiping his sword. His side face was cold and cold all over.

"Did you really kill your father?" she asked with difficulty.

It's so unscientific.

How could Arthur kill his former king? She has seen many people kill their father for the throne, but this kind of dehumanizing thing

He is the future King Arthur,

He is a great monarch.

How could it

Arthur's green pupils looked at her, and there was a dead silence in his eyes as deep as a cold pool. It was impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Yes," he said coldly.

Despicable, evil, cruel. This is him. Is she afraid?

Arthur put his sword back in its scabbard, raised his legs to the bedside, grabbed her jaw with his white slender fingers, and raised her small and delicate face.

"Are you afraid of me?" he said in a low voice.

His fingers pinched very hard, as if to crush her jaw, and his green pupils were full of cold.

"Dear sister, you have no chance to regret." his voice is like a devil bewitching people. "You already belong to me."

He bowed his head and kissed her lips heavily, cruel and rampant, as if to eat her into his stomach.