[You returned to the place where the knights were resting one step ahead of Artolis. ]
[He didn't notice anything unusual about you and greeted you. ]
"Mr. Ian!"
"Oh... Artolis, you're back?" Ian started chatting as if nothing happened.
"How's it going? You weren't scolded by your brother, were you?"
"Well..." Artolis looked slightly embarrassed, "It's nothing. My brother is a very good person. He won't blame others casually."
Although she did have some minor unpleasantness with Kay just now.
But in front of outsiders. Artolis is still very protective of his family.
Ian can completely understand this behavior - it's like King Uther didn't want Morgan to inherit the throne, but he still retained the last dignity for her in front of the soldiers.
The exiled princess and the princess guarding Camelot are two completely different concepts.
but--
Ian observed the surroundings calmly, and soon noticed Kay hiding aside.
Just like what was guessed before.
Despite the quarrel with Artoris, Kay still cared about him.
It's inconvenient to ask anything if you're being stared at like this all the time - you have to get rid of Kay first.
After thinking for a while, Ian had an idea.
"Well, indeed, although your brother seems a little impatient, he must care about you."
"Even now, he is still guarding you every step of the way."
Artolis is not stupid.
When Ian said this, he immediately realized something.
He turned back following Ian's line of sight, and then saw Kay not far away.
"Mr. Ian, please wait for me."
[Artolis stands up. ]
[As Artoris stood up, there was also the stupid hair on the top of his head that could not be suppressed no matter how hard he pressed it. ]
[You watched him come to Kay, holding his hands on his back and arguing with his brother. ]
[Kay seemed to realize that he was in the wrong, and finally had no choice but to compromise and leave. ]
[Artolis has returned to you again. ]
"Why did he leave?" Ian asked knowingly.
"You must be angry, right?"
"No." Artolis calmed down his emotions slightly, "He had unfinished things to do, and now he just went back to continue doing them."
"That's it..."
Ian smiled slightly.
"But having said that, the way you debated just now was really impressive."
"I've never seen you like that before."
"This!" Artolis's face turned red, "Mr. Ian, I didn't mean to hide that look in front of you!"
"Don't be nervous."
Ian touched Artolis' head.
"I didn't say you hid it on purpose."
"It's just that I think this kind of character is what you should have."
"What should I have?" Artolis was a little confused.
"Yes." Ian nodded, "People who practice swordsmanship should be more or less tough."
"Is that so?"
Artolis did not deny what Ian said.
It can be seen that he agrees with this sentence more or less.
However, just when Ian was about to continue saying something, he felt that familiar sight appear again.
[Kay is back again. ]
[But this time, he learned a lot smarter - he knew how to use chatting with others as a cover. ]
[But for you, this disguise is really meaningless. ]
[But you also realize that there is no point in letting Artolis blame his brother like this - it will not drive him away. ]
[You know you have to use some means. ]
"Artolis."
"What, what's wrong? Mr. Ian."
"Would you like to try riding a horse?"
"Horse riding?"
"Yes." Ian nodded, "This time, I went out on a horse."
There was a hint of light in Artolis's green pupils.
"Is this really okay?"
"Certainly."
"Then Mr. Ian, please!"
"Well, come with me."
[You have a valid reason. ]
[You hold Artolis's hand and walk out. ]
[Sure enough, Kay is still following behind. ]
[But you didn't mind. ]
[You bring Artolis to your horse. ]
"Mr. Ian." Artolis looked very surprised, "Is this your horse?"
Ian nodded.
"Right."
"Then this is well-bred, isn't it?" Artolis sighed as he stood in front of the war horse, looking at its mane.
"Excellent coat color, strong limbs, and these freshly tied horseshoes!"
"Mr. Ian, he will definitely feel lucky to be your war horse!"
This time it was Ian's turn to be a little surprised.
"Artolis, you know so much about horses?"
"Yes." Artolis's slightly raised eyebrows showed that he was a little proud at this moment.
"Mr. Ian, this is something that knights must know, so I still have a certain degree of understanding."
"Your war horse is indeed very good."
"..."
Ian glanced calmly at Kay who was hiding in the dark, and then at Artolis who was very happy because he was involved in something he knew.
He hesitated for a while and then said:
"So be it, Artolis."
"I will give this horse to you."
"Eh?"
Artoris was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body suddenly came to his senses.
"No, no, no!" He waved his hands, "Mr. Ian, how can I ask for your horse?"
"If that's the case, you'll have no horse!"
"It doesn't matter." Ian looked very indifferent, "Just find a horse in the village for me to ride back."
"When we get to Camelot, I'll just change to another horse."
Camelot certainly has no shortage of war horses.
After all, both Ian and Morgan are quite sensitive to this matter.
"This..."
Seeing that Artolis was still hesitant, Ian continued.
"Artolis, every knight should have his own war horse."
"Since you know it so well, I think it will also be happy to receive this appreciation."
"Mr. Ian..."
"Okay." Ian gently patted Artolis on the shoulder.
"Get on the horse and try it first. You have to take this step."
"Yeah! I know!"
After helping Artolis mount his horse, Ian took a peek at Kay in the dark.
The other party's expression softened significantly.
But this is normal - after all, anyone with a discerning eye can see the value of this horse.
Then it will be much more convenient.
However, Ian did not expect that the next thing would develop in a direction that even he did not expect.
I saw Artolis looking down at Ian after sitting on the horse.
With a slightly red face, he spoke cautiously:
"Mr. Ian."
"Why don't you mount your horse too?"
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