Chapter 57: Explore the West (middle)

Chapter 57 Explores West Heaven
at night.
"I said that I have already taken a shower." Biddyville is not willing to say.
"Can you wash it after washing?" Arthur took the orc boy into the bathhouse. "Everyone is waiting, let me go in, shy!"
Bedieville frowned into the bathhouse.
"Hey, Brady! Here!" shouted the fisherman. "It’s so good, such a big bathhouse is surrounded by four of us."
"It's not good at all. The public bathhouse of the Knights is very dirty." Bedyville reluctantly dunked into the bath. But the clear hot water made him feel that it was not too bad.
"There are really clean little devils. No wonder the bathtub in the dormitory is always so clean." Arthur also sat in the bath. "So, get it right."
"Arthur," Kay interjected. "If you feel that it is inconvenient to say, stop there and let me pick it up."
"It doesn't matter." Arthur waved his hand. "So, about Lancelot."
"Wait. It doesn't matter here?" Biddyville interrupted.
"The bathhouse and the dining hall are the places where there will never be a bug in the Knights. Don't worry," Kay explained.
"Well, do you want me to continue?" Arthur angered.
"I'm sorry. Go ahead." "Who is Lancelot?"
Arthur ignored the words of the two little devils and began to say, "You also know that I was with Lancelot and I was fostered at the home of Sir Akto. I have my own special reasons, but Lancelot is because The reason for his father. Lancelot Dulac, his father, Sir Luck, is actually Panto Lacan, no, probably the strongest swordsman in Europe at the time. It is the name of the Juggernaut. Dajianhao. But this individual's name has been completely erased from the historical text, only in the secret archives of the black history."
"Black, black history?!" Bettiville, "But why?"
auzw.com "Because of Juggernaut, he committed the great crime. He committed treason. He was the king of Pantorac, the sacred Camilo, who was destroyed ten years ago. The culprit in the flames of war! "Arthur said here, tightly clenched his fist.
"Arthur!" Kay broke.
"I know." Arthur said, "It doesn't matter, let me continue - after that, I found out that Sir J. S. Lak was actually a Roman. He was a spy from Pantoraken from the beginning. Although Rome is not as big as the powerful Roman Empire in the past, they still have not given up their desire to capture Pantoracen for a moment."
"So Lancelot also?!"
"I don't know." Arthur said sadly, "Jazz is dead, and the only son left, Lancelot, hides his identity and is fostered with me at Sir Akto's house. I thought he would forget the past. I am still able to live my life. But now I can't be sure of anything. The Duke of Lyon Dickens told me that Lancelot actually has a sister in France. Pro-Rome in France, probably with his sister. I am going to marry Lancelot and let him go to Rome."
"How can this be done! Use your family to be a deaf person, a despicable guy!" Biddyville angered.
"But there is no way. Lancelot looks cold, but my heart is a gentle person. Being so embarrassed, I guess I don't care about going straight to Rome. Fortunately, there is nothing in the Knights, Lancelot It’s just a runaway, not yet considered to be a betrayal of the Knights."
"I just want to tell you," Arthur said solemnly. "Don't because Lancelot's friendship affects your judgment. When you meet next time, he is probably already our enemy. Back to face In his words, he may give you a sword from behind."
"Lancelot is not such a person." Orc juveniles frowned and depressed, "I don't want to treat our friends like this. Are you not growing up with him, Arthur, what kind of person are you? Is it clear? Why then say this does not believe in friends?"
"For Lancelot, real loved ones have to choose true relatives compared to our childhood playmates. If I am in his position, I will choose the same." Arthur said.
"It’s a painful choice." Bedieville whispered, "That Tristan? Can you not poke my feet while we are talking?" He turned to the fishman next to him.
"Hah? It’s boring to hear what you don't understand, but I didn't poke you." The fisherman said, "Stupid Kay?"
"Who will do the little tricks that little children will do!" Kay said. "I have been bathing honestly! Arthur is not, Arthur is even more impossible."
"It's all quiet. I counted three times and everyone jumped out of the water," Arthur said.
"Three." Everyone is on alert.
"Two." Bedieville shuddered, and something was touching his foot.
"One." Not yet finished, Arthur has leapt out of the water, and flew to the pile of clothes to pick up his lightsaber.