Chapter 1,470 King Arthur’s terrible revenge... da!

"Mount, mount, found. (""7*" The familiar milky voice and milky cry rang in my ears.

Opening my eyes, I looked around blankly, wondering where I was. I shouldn't be in... I should be in the small town of Lalula, right?

"Mount, fool, mount." At this time, the voice just now rang again.

Looking back, the little King Arthur was jumping and running towards me from a distance.

"Oh, little guy, where is this..." I waved my hand and just wanted to ask clearly, something strange happened.

"Mount, mount, found mount." Suddenly, such a voice came from the other side.

I turned around in surprise and saw that little King Arthur came out of nowhere again and flew towards me.

This, this, this... what's going on, there are two little King Arthurs?

I was immediately confused and couldn't understand. Although the cuteness of the two little King Arthurs was multiplied by two, the trouble was quadratic.

I still think of things too simply.

Before the two little King Arthurs had time to rush towards me, several more sounds came out from front, back, left, right, and even above the sky.

"Mount."

"Capture the mount."

"Idiot mount"

"What an arrogant mount."

"Training, the mount must be trained."

"Mount, I want to eat meat, eat meat."

"Mount, look at Ben Ang's lion form."

One after another, one after another, one after another, little King Arthur kept popping up from unknown corners, or simply falling from the sky like rain.

There are little King Arthurs who are quarreling and dancing for the right to use the top of my head.

There is a little King Arthur wearing a lion puppet suit, squatting leisurely on the side, stretching back and scratching his head from time to time.

There was a little King Arthur who was constantly circling around a piece of barbecue, scheming with other little King Arthurs who were also eyeing the barbecue.

There is a very happy little King Arthur holding a barbecue in his hand and chewing it with big mouthfuls.

There are dozens of little King Arthurs jumping around and playing hide-and-seek together.

There was little King Arthur sitting on the floor, having a heated discussion about who was the best king, and the atmosphere between them was full of gunpowder.

There is a little King Arthur who is calmly drinking tea and eating biscuits.

There is a little King Arthur who is bullied by some unknown King Arthur, and his eyes are full of tears. He is lying on the ground constantly crying and wiping the corners of his eyes in aggrieved manner.

There is also a little King Arthur who uses his stupid hair as a propeller and flies around in the sky like a helicopter. This, this, this... this...

I was completely speechless, and more little King Arthurs appeared from all directions. From the sky, it started to rain from the sky. Countless little King Arthurs fell from the sky, gradually burying me.

These little King Arthurs kept shouting and talking. Finally, the chaotic sounds were mixed together, and only a continuous sound of "ta da da da da da~~~~" could be heard.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da~~~~~~~~~~"

Could it be...that this is an invasion by little Arthurians?

My eardrums collapsed, and my whole body was buzzing!

After the last finger was submerged by little King Arthur, my eyes turned black, and then the world began to spin and turned into a big whirlpool, sucking me in...

"call----!!"

I suddenly sat up from the bed and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I was still frightened.

It turns out...it turned out to be a dream, okay, okay. ""

The whole world is full of little King Arthurs, like locusts crossing the border, it’s scary to think about it.

Huh?

It's strange, why can I still hear the continuous "da da da da da da" sound even though I have woken up from the dream? Could it be that I was tortured so severely in the dream that after waking up,

Are there still echoes in your ears?

I subconsciously touched my ears, and then looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a little guy in a white robe and a white hat, squatting beside the bed, facing me. When I was sleeping just now, the position of my ears was constantly moving.

He made a nonchalant sound of "ta da da da da da".

After noticing my strong gaze, he stopped, stood up, and patted the hem of his pure white robe as if nothing had happened.

"..."

Their eyes met and they paused for a few seconds.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing." The expressionless Princess Sanwu was still so concise and to the point.

"It's nothing like your sister. It's obvious that the stolen goods were shared by someone else!" I pointed to my ear and couldn't help but lift the coffee table in my heart.

"Wake up the master." The little princess finally answered honestly.

"You can really use different tricks to persuade people?" I was very angry.

"Master, it's your duty to reward me." The little princess nodded indifferently.

"Don't act stupid, you know I'm not complimenting you, you bastard."

"Master, spare your life, I won't do it again."

"It's so fake! It gives me goosebumps! It's like Sifan instant noodles with the magical girl Farah on the front and the ballet girl Muradin on the back, or a beast with a book title of no more than ten characters.

The Duke series, you can tell it’s fake at first glance, can you show some sincerity?”

I imagined holding three naughty cards in my hand, slamming them on the table, and yelling loudly.

"In this case……"

Princess Sanwu seemed to think about it seriously for a moment, then secretly came up to me and secretly thrust a book into my arms with the movements of a strange mobile vendor selling strange CDs on the street.

"New work."

With a "you know" look, he gave me a thumbs up, and a sharp light seemed to flash out of the corner of his expressionless eyes.

I was subconsciously affected by the atmosphere created by Princess Sanwu and followed the rhythm of her script.

First, he quickly hid the book in his arms, looked around, and used his sharp eyes that had been in the black market for decades to confirm that there were no cheap notes around. At the same time, he pinched the book with his hand in his arms and weighed the weight and thickness.

, to see if it was an empty disk box sold by a black-hearted dealer... Oh no, it was an empty book cover. Then, from the opening at the hem of the cloak, he carefully exposed a corner of the book, and at a speed that would make lightning mortify, in one thousandth

Within seconds, his eyes quickly swept over it to confirm the contents of the cover.

Finally, he gently pushed into his arms, lowered his hands naturally, whistled, and took steps casually. The CD... no, it was a book, which was already hidden in the thick cotton inner bag.

No trace can be seen outside.

The whole process only took a second or two. To outsiders, I just paused slightly when passing by the mobile CD seller, and there was no flaw in it at all.

Of course, you can't forget to pay the money. It doesn't matter. As a veteran, I will never make a stupid move like stopping to clear the money and goods with the dealer in an upright manner. As I took steps forward, I looked at him with bright eyes.

Looking ahead, it was as if there was a broad road waiting for him to step onto it, but the hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly felt like a dagger being unsheathed, and two fingers popped out with a swish of a broken gem.

, with a terrifying speed that was completely invisible, when passing by Princess Sanwu, with a slight sway, the broken gem had already changed hands.

The transaction is completed, go home and watch the disc.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong... I suddenly became confused. Did I forget something very important and my attention was diverted to a boring thing?

That's right! I'm not here to buy pornographic discs... Oh no, I'm not here to buy H-books, you bastard!

Suddenly I woke up and was being led away by Princess Sanwu. I angrily took out the book from my arms and threw it to the ground with a clatter.

"Even if you bribe me, it's useless! And what kind of sincerity is this?"

"Ah, book..."

Princess Sanwu squatted down silently, picked up the book, held it in her arms, and kept patting the dust on it, just like a careful mother taking care of a baby. ("")

Hey, hey, hey, don't show this expression on purpose, as if I'm bullying others. Do you want me to feel guilty?

"Book, precious book..." Princess Sanwu hugged the book tightly in her arms and kept mumbling.

"Okay... okay, I was wrong, ah, I just apologize." It felt like I was being judged by countless piercing eyes, and I reluctantly lowered my head and admitted my mistake.

It is indeed a bit inappropriate. Regardless of the fact that this book is a series of Dukes of Beasts, it can be regarded as the brainchild of Princess Sanwu. If it were me, I would be angry.

"Stroke by stroke, the mark left behind..."

"You...you guy, you obviously did it on purpose." Seeing Princess Sanwu condemning her conscience word by word, I couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's not me who's apologizing, it's the book." Princess Sanwu finally reacted and raised the book in front of me.

"Sorry, I threw you to the ground." I touched the book and felt so stupid.

"There is no sincerity at all." Princess Sanwu stared at me closely.

"I feel like you are not qualified to say this." I rolled my eyes. Who just apologized to me without any sincerity.

"Words are sacred."

Princess Sanwu seems to have taken this opportunity to make me understand a truth, the truth of caring for books.

"After tens of thousands of years of creation, modification, revision, and innovation, every stroke embodies the efforts of our predecessors."

"Is...is that so?" I was shocked by Princess Sanwu's courageous aura, and my brain couldn't help but expand my imagination.
To be continued...