"Suit yourself." Kayal's heart was suddenly stirred, but he knew that the more critical the moment, the less he could panic.
Panicking now would make Atoris scream, and if she really screamed and Gawain saw it, he would be irrevocably charged with molesting a minor.
Turning around with a calm expression, Kayal's heart was anything but peaceful.
He should be glad he hadn't reached puberty yet, otherwise his lower body would have pitched a tent. That would be too embarrassing.
Returning to the bonfire, Kayal silently picked up a fish and began to chew it slowly.
"What's wrong, Kay?" Seeing Kayal eating with a solemn face, Gawain suddenly felt immense pressure.
"No, nothing." Kayal's face showed no expression, he just lowered his head and slowly ate his fish.
Just as Kayal finished his first fish, Atoris finally arrived, late.
Wrapped up like a zongzi, she walked over with a stern face, looking quite intimidating.
Gawain didn't dare to ask what had happened between the two, only lowered his head and ate in silence.
Kayal dared even less to speak, and Atoris didn't know what to say either, 'Did you see it?' 'Did you realize it? The fact that I'm a woman?'
So the three of them finished their fish in this oppressive atmosphere and then set off directly.
However, the two suddenly discovered a very awkward situation.
During their escape, Atoris was grabbed by Kayal and pulled behind him. Now, without horses, the two rode the Unicorn together, but it was very stiff.
Neither dared to make too many movements; Kayal was afraid of irritating Atoris with any action, and Atoris was terrified.
The two rode stiffly on the back of the little Unicorn.
On a large tree, in the middle of a tree fork, Merlin hugged her stomach, laughing extremely happily and wildly.
"Oh, my stomach hurts so much, I can't take it anymore, I really can't… Hahahahahahaha…" Since there was no one around, she didn't need to worry about her image, and her face twitched with spasms from laughing so hard while holding her stomach.
"I can't believe it, I know little girls mature early, but this girl is too sensitive! As for that little monster, he actually looked so flustered, it's too amusing, truly too amusing… Ah hahaha…"
Amidst Merlin's wild laughter, the three slowly left Nottingham Forest and arrived at a hill.
Of course, all of this was thanks to Kayal's search magic; otherwise, it would have been a miracle if the three had even made it out of the forest, let alone found their way.
"After passing through the town ahead, and walking along the coast for another day, we can reach Lai." After an afternoon together, Kayal had also become more natural.
Standing on the hilltop, he pointed and said, "Considering the time, we're even a bit faster than them, that's great."
"They" naturally referred to Leyton's Knight Order.
The designation of a Knight Order was strange; it wasn't about a certain number of people, but rather an independent squad was considered a Knight Order.
In other words, even if a knight only had ten people under him, it was still considered a Knight Order.
"We'll enter the town, rest for a day, and we should be able to make it tomorrow," Kayal commanded.
Both nodded, and Kayal spurred his horse, and the Unicorn galloped out.
"Gawain, I remember this is your family's territory?" Kayal rode the Unicorn, ambling into the town, and looking at the prosperous settlement, he quite admired it, asking Gawain.
"Haha, but I don't quite remember. I don't really manage family matters." Gawain's answer made Kayal shake his head: "That won't do.
You have to inherit everything from your uncle Birmingham."
"Forget him, my goal is to be the greatest Knight in the world." Gawain's childish demeanor startled Kayal. Yes, they were just a bunch of children now.
Gawain was nine, and he and Atoris were both eight. It was hard to imagine the three of them crossing Nottingham Forest to witness a war.
"Heh heh." Kayal shook his head, knowing that Gawain's future goal was indeed only second to Lancelot, which was truly a great pity.
Dismounting at the entrance of the inn, the little Unicorn happily went straight to the market, while Gawain took his horse to the stables in the back, and Kayal led Atoris into the inn.
"Give us a triple room," Kayal said to the bald innkeeper.
"Wait, sir, young master." Seeing Kayal throw down a silver coin and start to head upstairs, the innkeeper quickly stopped him: "Young master, don't go up."
"Huh, why?" Kayal asked.
"Because there's a Claymore up there," the innkeeper said with a look of fear.
Although Kayal didn't know what a Claymore was, he smiled and waved his hand: "It's fine, we're only staying one night."
Turning to look at Gawain, who had just pushed the door open and entered, Kayal nodded to the innkeeper, and the three went upstairs together.
The innkeeper was so anxious he stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to stop the three children who were clearly nobles.
"Something seems off." Looking at the empty inn, Kayal shook his head and whispered to the people beside him: "Such a luxurious inn would never be empty.
Something seems off, but we won't worry about it, let's just sleep one night and leave."
"Mm." Both nodded. Kayal opened the door to his room and walked in first. Inside were three very clean beds, and on the nightstand was a tulip, making it seem very clean and comfortable.
"Let's rest for a bit, I'll go see if there's anything to eat." Kayal nodded. After an afternoon of travel, the fish they had eaten at noon had long been digested.
"Then we'll leave it to you." The three didn't act like formal master and servant, but rather like friends.
Originally, Atoris had strictly followed Knight etiquette, but an incident along the way had made both of them extremely awkward, making them even more reserved, less like master and servant.
Kayal walked downstairs and happened to run into a woman.
Kayal was stunned. Her silver hair was no less striking than his own, and her silver eyes were very beautiful.
Her ears were pointed like those of a legendary elf, but her armor and cloak made one question her identity.
The substantial Claymore on her back made Kayal gaze for a long time.
"Kid, hurry up and leave." The silver-haired woman glanced at Kayal indifferently and said.
"That's right, kid, this place is about to be destroyed, hurry up and get out of here." Another blonde woman, dressed similarly, threw a bag of silver coins on the counter and smiled, scaring Kayal.
"You are the Claymore?" Kayal suddenly reacted.
The silver-haired woman, who had brushed past him, suddenly paused, then continued upstairs, her voice carrying both sorrow and calmness: "That's right, we are the Claymore…"