"What should we do with this [King Arthur]?" After solving the dilemma in our hearts, we faced the biggest problem. Look at me,

When I look at you, I feel troubled.

"Ahem, in short, let's wait until His Majesty King Arthur wakes up and then make a decision based on her wishes. It's useless for us to just think about it here."

Artolia coughed a few times and gave a very pertinent suggestion. Indeed, it is better to wait until she wakes up and see how she behaves. Didn't Lord Merlin say that? Maybe some things will appear during the reincarnation process.

What a surprise, now, apart from the same size as the figures, God knows if there will be others.

For example... In terms of memory, it would be difficult to completely lose the memory of being King Arthur. In this case, do we really have to raise her as my and Artolia's daughter?

Although the whole process, the way Artoria and I worked together to mend magic, and the final reincarnation, are not much different from the process of making a child, this is King Arthur after all, the first hero and king of the Dark Continent.

The most powerful person, etc., has countless halos shrouding his head.

If I really have to raise this kind of person as a daughter and call myself daddy, even if she is willing, I will feel awkward in my heart. It is more uncomfortable and unimaginable than the four devil kings respectfully calling me master. And when I grow up,

, what should I do if her memory recovers? I’m afraid the first step is to hunt down my [father] with the sword of victory.

Her eyes fell on Artolia. Her calm eyes also flashed with slight uneasiness. She probably thought about it with me. King Arthur was the one she always respected and wanted to chase and surpass. How could she have thought that suddenly something would happen to her?

One day, such a person might call her "Mom", and the uneasiness and awkwardness in Artolia's heart would definitely be several times stronger than mine.

Wait, what are we thinking about? We should wait for her to wake up and take a look at the situation first.

She placed the little King Arthur in the palm of her hand among the three people sitting around. The three pairs of eyes looked at her motionlessly, each with their own thoughts in mind.

After a while, the little body in the palm suddenly moved, causing us to wake up from our daze at the same time. We looked at each other in confusion, and our eyes fell on the little King Arthur again.

Move slightly, then move again... just like a little... child lying in bed, in a state of being in a state of not waking up, constantly tossing our nerves. Finally, the shoulder moves a lot, and the small body in the palm of the hand turns.

He turned around, and then the tiny golden hair on his forehead stood up, as if a switch had been pulled...

Those green eyes like Artoria's, fluttered for a few times, slowly opened their eyes, rubbed their eyes, yawned, and sat up blankly from my palm.

"Oh~~"

It seemed that he had not yet completely woken up from his sleep. After sitting up, he stayed for a few seconds, raised his hands high, stretched, and kept rubbing his eyes.

so cute!

Not only me, but also Artolia and Zeluka were smitten by this little King Arthur, this little

I am so cute with the cute animal-like behavior.

Artolia is one of the best beauties among the elves, who are famous for their beauties. You can imagine her miniature version, a little Artolia less than a foot tall, stretching sleepily and rubbing her eyes.

What a cute look.

Compared with Elliya, her beauty may be slightly inferior to Elliya, but she inherits Artoria's stupidity and has a sharp contrast with the usually majestic Artoriya, so she is even better in terms of cuteness.

.

Finally, the little King Arthur, who was completely awake, seemed to realize something, raised his head, and stared blankly into our eyes.

We can imagine it from her perspective.

When I just woke up, I suddenly found myself sitting on the palm of a giant. I raised my head and found that three giants were sitting around me, almost blocking all the surrounding light. Only their tall bodies were left in my field of vision.

, raised his head, and found three faces and three pairs of huge eyes staring at him.

This kind of scene after suddenly waking up from sleep, arriving in the country of giants for some reason, being caught by three giants and surrounded by people, is really not a wonderful thing.

So I understand little King Arthur's next move very well.

However, although I can understand it, I cannot forgive it.

In the true sense of the word, after staring for a few seconds, our little King Arthur suddenly jumped out of my palm without saying a word or showing any surprise.

The sword of victory drew a bright trajectory, followed the falling trend, and stabbed my........., knee.

"Chi~~" The dull sound of three-point penetration sounded. The sword of victory was so sharp that most of the blade was inserted in, and it was inserted very firmly. The whole body of King Arthur was hung on the sword, hanging in the air.

As he stood, 1's small body kept swaying with the shaking of the sword.

After staying for a few more seconds...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

This, this, this...

What's going on? This toothpick-sized sword of victory looks ugly, but why does it hurt so much? It's just like a dead dog's tooth!

No, before that, there is another major premise. Why do you want to stab me, you bastard!!!!

At the moment when I was rolling on my knees, 1 little King Arthur had already flipped into the air, pulled out the sword of victory, spun gracefully in the air a few times, and landed neatly and gracefully on the ground.

"How dare you bow to me?" "Pointing the long sword in his hand at me, little King Arthur scolded loudly in a childish voice.

"You...you guy

…”

In my mind, the cuteness of this little King Arthur has plummeted, and the hatefulness has increased infinitely. The resentment I had towards her before suddenly surged into my heart. It can be said that it is old and new grudges. How can the word "anger" be called "angry"?

He jumped up from the ground and lay down again, facing directly towards the little King Arthur, staring at her with wide eyes.

"Is this how you treat your savior?" Act first with emotion, then with reason. Don't say I'm bullying a child.

"Help me~~da?"

Those small, cute green eyes widened in disbelief.

"If I am reduced to being rescued by this prodigal guy, I would rather die~" After saying that, he tilted his head in a very arrogant manner, not to offend me.

Me: "..." Please don't make me angry, little one. If Ben Druid becomes angry, all three demon gods will tremble in Baal.

Baal, the paladin of the far western kingdom, sneezed again.

"Okay, let's put aside the savior for the moment. Why do you want to stab me? Or, why did you choose me to stab me?" I hold a lot of resentment about this. Why not Artolia and Zeluka?

Of course, it’s not that they want little King Arthur to stab them, it’s just that they are very confused about why they are so unlucky.

“As soon as I woke up, I was stared at by three faces~da~”

Watching me warily, she explained that it seemed that this little King Arthur was not the kind of person who couldn't reason with her.

"And your face is the most ugly~~"

Me:..." Please allow me to take back what I said, this guy doesn't know how to respect people at all.

Although what I said is true, do you know why the word "euphemism" was invented?

"And the weakest, the best to break through~" He crossed his arms and nodded hummingly.

I:"……"

I should praise you. King Arthur knew that I was the weakest among the three just by looking at him.

That’s weird, you bastard!

I can't bear it anymore!

"Duel, you bastard!" Like a burning fighter in the small universe, raging anger ignited all over my body, and a vast and mysterious black galaxy background emerged behind me.

"As you wish!"

Little King Arthur held the long sword in his hand in front of his chest, even if he was facing a guy like me...wait a minute, when did I become a villain, it was this guy's fault, right?

I was furious, sneered sinisterly, had a ferocious look on my face, pursed my lips in an evil manner, and took out a cross pendant from my waist.

At this moment, this druid has transformed into Mihawk!

"Where...

"Altoliya next to him stopped talking, tilting his head sleepily, and his golden hair kept turning.

All in all, after a full-fledged knightly salute on my side, which was in sharp contrast to the other side, the duel began.

After a few seconds, the winner is determined.

Covering several small red spots the size of pinholes on my body, I rolled on the floor again, tears streaming down my face from the pain. The cross pendant had already been thrown away somewhere.

I finally realized that even if the opponent was only the size of a figure, he was still the reincarnation of King Arthur, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"This person is an idiot~~This person is an idiot~n"

The little King Arthur was arrogantly waving the sword of victory on the opposite side, and kept shouting about the truth that he had discovered in just one battle, which made my pain worse.

"In short, I was just testing your strength just now. I didn't use any real skills at all, you know?" I stood up staggeringly, holding my wound. I performed a strong pose, and I felt that my image suddenly changed.

He is extremely tall, just like those hidden masters in the game world who only suddenly show the power of thunder when they are forced to have no choice but to do so.

"Humph, there is no strong person in front of Ben Ang~~" Unexpectedly, this little guy was even more arrogant, pointing the toothpick-sized sword of victory high, as if he didn't take the world's masters in his eyes.

Although if it were the previous King Arthur, he would indeed have this capital.

However, after some testing just now, I found that if this little King Arthur didn't hide other methods, his strength would be at the pseudo-realm level. If he encounters a stronger opponent, he will have nothing to do with him.

As for hiding methods... To be honest, I don't think that a little kid who has just been reincarnated and awakened through the soul seed knows how to hide her strength, but her fighting skills are really not limited by the collision just a few seconds ago. She is completely

Even though he was half as strong as me, he stabbed me in the head and ran around.

It seems that, even if she has not inherited all of King Arthur's battle memories, the ones she has now are enough to make her proud of the entire Dark Continent.
To be continued...