This is a long time.

It has been too long since he lost King Arthur. To be honest, Lancelot did not expect King Arthur to make such a promise.

Among countless people of the opposite sex, he fell in love with every woman he met, but the queen was special to him. Throughout the entire relationship, the only physical contact between him and Guinevere was the casual touch of their fingertips.

, and their love always stays in the spiritual stage.

No, it's not a stay.

Their love was so pure that there was no need to prove it with other actions. He fell in love and couldn't break free. Lancelot was easily emotional, but Guinevere...

Guinevere has a charm that he can't resist.

"She has an amazing charm, and anyone who sees her will be moved." - This is a fact recognized by everyone.

Everyone who can glimpse her essence will fall. She is so perfect. That is why King Arthur married her. Although there are political factors involved, Arthur really loves her.

They are in love.

Or have been in love before.

Lancelot couldn't accurately evaluate this relationship. What happened? Was anyone wrong? Maybe he did something wrong, but how could he refuse Guinevere?

King Arthur was right. Although there were rumors at the time that King Arthur had an affair with Morgan, time eventually proved that it was just a rumor deliberately spread by someone. Arthur will always be loyal to his lover.

And Guinevere is absolutely right. She is so kind, pure, and intelligent. Guinevere cannot make any mistakes.

Maybe it was a mistake in itself to happen.

Lancelot stroked his sword:

"We are back in the service of King Arthur, old friend, and to be honest, I don't want to see her.

"I'm afraid to see her. No matter what expression or attitude she has, it will make me afraid, anger will make me tremble, calmness will make me terrified, and relief will make me feel guilty.

"I can't go see her."

Lancelot whispered:

"But I can't refuse her offer."

He showed some uncontrollable obsession:

"Sorry, but I can't figure out what to do now. Old friend, do you think she is still alive? Where will she be now?"

The sword vibrated slightly, causing him to recover from his confusion.

A crisp male voice sounded behind him:

"Are you still thinking about that bitch? If you could have treated my mother the way you did to her, maybe you wouldn't be here today."

Lancelot did not look back, but his voice was full of surprise:

"Galahad? My son?"

Galahad replied loudly:

"Yes, your only son, I am here, father, but you seem to have become weaker. I am already so close to you, and you haven't noticed my presence immediately."

Lancelot said:

"I just fell into memories."

The pure knight said behind him:

"A soldier should not let down his guard at any time. You taught me this. I remember it to this day, but you seem to have forgotten it."

Lancelot's tone became a little lonely and nervous:

"Have you also become the dead? Do you plan to seek revenge from me with them?"

Gahalad said coldly:

"I'm sorry, you're wrong. I'm here to take revenge on you, but I'm not an undead person caught in obsession.

"I am a living person, and my hatred for you is extremely real."

Lancelot stood up, turned around and looked at his son, his eyes showing compassion and pain:

"I get it, you're crazy."

The pure knight suddenly felt a little creepy.
Chapter completed!