Chapter 25: Damao finds friends

After hearing this, Artoria was stunned. Looking at Caesar's hand, the fur above her head naturally turned.

Oh oh oh oh... it appeared! The legendary Daimao Windmill is turning, I love a firewood!

As I said before, although Artoria, who is not very happy and angry, seems to have a way to express emotions, and that twilight twelves are actually the vane of King Arthur's mood and the organ of visualizing thinking.

At this time, she was in extremely complicated thinking, which made Caesar speechless. This guy was more troublesome than a barbarian... It was rare that I condescend to be friends with you. I am a barbarian! Barbarian! A barbarian with few friends!

"What's wrong? Don't want to?" Caesar frowned, "or am I not qualified?"

"Of course not!" Artoria shook her head vigorously, "but... she always feels a little strange."

"What's strange or not?" Caesar curled his lips, "Don't you really want to make friends?"

"It's right..." Artoli Is thinking for a moment, then smiled, "I want friends."

The two of them held their hands together, and Caesar smiled: "And we are friends, how do you feel?"

"Is this... making friends so simple?" Artoria looked at her hands, then looked at Caesar. The relationship between friends was established in just a few words. Even if she was as calm as King Arthur, she seemed to have doubts and illusions such as "Has the friendship halo on me finally awakened?"

So Artoria waved her head and called to a poor classmate sitting in front of her, "Soth!"

"Here!" Student South was clever and stood up, turning back with a whirlwind momentum. A standard knight's ceremony was unparalleled, and his reaction was perfect to the point of being unrivalled. Well... In fact, there was another small flaw that was that he was trembling slightly.

"Can you be friends with me?" Artoria was dumbfounded and straight to the point.

"..." Hey hey hey, King Arthur, you're wet.

"Your command, my intention...ha?" The upright and honest and honest student Soth subconsciously recited the response lines of the knight's order, and then realized what Artoria was saying to him. It was visible to the naked eye. The calm knight spurted out two heat flows from his nostrils like a bull. If he also had stupid hair, the stupid hair must have expanded and exploded due to overheating. In short, in an instant, the perfect knight became a stuttering elementary school student, "This, this, this, this, this...I would like to be your sword, become the master's sword to protect the master's body, and fight against all evil..."

"Oh..." Artoria made a move like lightning, gently slapped Soth's forehead. The Knight classmate fell down with a bang, lay on the desk, and fell into a coma. King Arthur sighed, "Sure enough... I'm not suitable..."

If it were just loyalty, she had gathered too many round table knights. But she had only a group of heroic, courageous, loyal and upright invincible knights, but there were not many friends who could be friends. Wang Zhidao was destined to be lonely, but did he really have no thoughts? Sure enough, Xinzong still had a little luck...

Caesar sighed, covering his face, "You scared him."

"Sorry... I thought this was a simple thing..." Artoria sighed, "So it turns out that only classmate Caesar is different?"

"Artolia, you can't do this." Caesar snorted and gave a thumbs up. "Below, I will show you what the dazzling light of friendship is, I, who can make friends with even air!"

He patted a girl in front of Artoria's expectant gaze, revealing eight shiny silver teeth. The rough and heroic spirit of the northern man came to his face: "I ask you, can we become friends?"

The girl whose delicate body was shocked by Caesar's turtle aura turned red inexplicably and hesitated: "This..."

"Why, don't you?" Caesar's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of dissatisfaction naturally appeared, turning into a terrible mental storm and pressing towards the poor little girl. Before Caesar reacted, the little girl had already fainted with screaming.

"..." Oh no, I have been with Sakiya and the others for a long time, and I don't pay much attention to restraining my aura.

Caesar touched his nose awkwardly, and was so angry that he took his anger to Noel, who was covering his face with books and lowering his head and laughing. Feeling Caesar's gaze, Noel glanced at the barbarian: "Why... puff..."

The king stretched out his hands silently, pinched Noel's cheeks, and then gently pulled them to both sides. Noel made a whimpering sound and slapped Caesar's arm desperately. However, the barbarian was unmoved, pulling and pulling, and the girl's delicate face turned into various funny shapes, which was beyond words. Caesar also explained to Artoria seriously: "Look, this is the way friends express friendship. Oh oh, Noel was moved and burst into tears!"

"Hmm... huh?" The dull hair on Artoria's head twisted into a question mark, "Can I do this with Caesar?"

"Of course not." Caesar refused, I can do this.

"Oh..." The dazed hair on the top of his head first hung down weakly, then stood upright, turning into a question mark, "Why?"

"You have to know, Artoria." Caesar said seriously, "Everyone has his personality and hobbies. Noel is a model of pain and happiness. She is actually looking for some distorted happiness from this method similar to bullying. To put it bluntly, it is called shaking m. Of course I am not shaking m, is Artoria?"

The Knight King thought for a moment and shook his head vigorously: "Although I am not afraid of pain, I don't like it either. It turns out that Noel actually has this kind of hobby... The world is so big, it's really amazing, it's so amazing."

"Enough, you bastard! You are shaking! Don't instill these strange things in Artoria!" Noel broke away from Caesar's claws and rubbed his red cheeks with tears in his eyes. "And what way is this to express friendship!"

"The ice bears in the north often express their intimacy like this." Caesar raised his finger.

"You are the Ice Bear!" Noel complained loudly, "Don't change other people's race without authorization!"

"What does it matter." Caesar turned his head, "Miss Ice Bear."

"I even changed my name! Where did the topic go again!" Noel roared loudly.

"Yeah, that's right, it's all your fault, it's wrong again." Caesar clapped his hands, "Then let's get back to the topic - that beautiful friendship, who can hold the dazed girl's hands that long for care..."

"Where are you a soulmate? Also, don't say Artoria so pitiful!" Noel then remembered the two of them's complaints and confrontation, completely put the King of Knights aside, so he turned to look at King Arthur, "Ah..."

"Caesar and Noel are really good friends." The Knight King sighed, "Also, Noel, can you be friends with you?"

"..." You still want to try it, bastard! Haven't you given up yet? No one can stand your aura except Caesar, who is so nervous that he can't stand your aura! Only this bastard who can be friends with the air will ignore your mental oppression!

"I always feel that there are some rude thoughts in your mind." Caesar said gloomyly.

"Your illusion..." Noel turned his head and then remembered that he did not respond to King Arthur's invitation - but, she did realize what the student South was feeling at that time, who was still unconscious. When the Knight King said to her "can be friends with me", although he knew that the other party's situation was similar to being stupid and cute, for this kind of invitation...

"Wuwuwu... It's true that's not possible. When you think about it, your legs will become weak..." Noel still hid behind Caesar.

…Please allow me to reiterate that King Arthur is actually a tyrant, and all the wise kings and wise monarchs are all cute! c.c is also talking slander! In fact, "Everyone is obedient and never says what should not be said" should be able to describe being a poor person for the people. Is it so difficult to be friends with the king? Noel, are you actually afraid that Artoria will eat you? Or the kind that you eat alive.

"Sure enough, is it still not possible?" Artoria sighed again, and the dull hair on her head fell weakly.

"Woooooo... I reject the king, I reject the king. I am really unforgivable. Let's just die..." Seeing Artoria's disappointed look, Noel actually felt a strong sense of guilt and drew circles on Caesar's back.

...I said, you might as well die, you are hopeless.

Sure enough, at this time, everyone still needs to admire the pure and upright Mr. Caesar whom they like to come out to save the situation! Caesar coughed twice and patted Artoria on the shoulder: "I said damao... uh no, Artoria, I will help you. This is what a friend should do. Artoria hopes to have more friends, right?"

"Well, rather than being a friend, I want to get along well with everyone in the life of the academy." Artoria nodded.

"Yeah, I understand." Caesar nodded, "The first thing we should do is to set up a club. The content and subject of the event are how to make friends, and the name is called Neighbor..."

"Although I'm holding on to the idea of ​​'What's the point of copyright if I don't even want the integrity,' I'm just a little bit restrained!" Noel covered Caesar's mouth, "Is it really okay to be so blatant?"

"It's okay." Caesar took out a mirror, "Well, my face is just right, I just turned around and dye my hair golden for the time being. Noel, your hair should also be dyed, and by the way, I'll find a sarcastic, poisonous, long black and straight nun with Loli..."

"...Who wants to listen to your nonsense! How can you take on the role of a complaint when you are full of complaints!"

"So willful, meat."

"...You are not trying to help Artoria, you are just trying to have fun."

"Tsk, you can see it, it's so boring." Caesar turned his head and said lightly, saving even the concealment, "Since that's the case, then there's no neighbor.

It’s my duty, and Noel still can’t be friends with Artoria. So let’s set a plan. Noel fights Artoria’s friends, the goal is to allow Noel to communicate normally with Artoria and get along well and even be friends!”

"Hey! You're fucking!" Noel was shocked. Doesn't this mean that he wanted to communicate face to face with Artoria under the tyranny of Caesar? Let me spare me... It's not a good thing to have close contact with his idol at once. Wang said that it would be better for us little girls to look up at forever in the distant clouds...

"Artolia, are you willing? Try to be friends with Noel with my help?" Caesar looked stunned.

"Of course I do, but will it not cause trouble for Noel?" The Knight King looked at Noel with holy green eyes. The girl who was about to roar and lift the table once again cried out and retreated under this gaze. This time it was not a simple examination, but an emotion similar to "Is it okay, Is it okay?" Although hidden, it can still be seen. This pure eyes were made by the unaware of the Knight King. For a girl like Noel who has been full of longing for Artoria since childhood...

The lethality is so high, just as high as the Empire State Building.

"I think the gentle, kind and helpful Noel will definitely not refuse this request, right?" Caesar hit Noel. "On the contrary, she was already in tears for being able to help Artoria."

"On the contrary, your sister! Tears are filled with your eyes!" Noel growled, "You completely want to laugh at me!"

"Am I that kind of person?" Caesar blinked, "Look at my pure eyes."

"No, I only saw a lot of malice and a pain that was afraid of the world." Noel complained mercilessly.

"The tutor is in, it's time to go to class." Just as the two of them were staring at each other, Artoria suddenly said, "There's no way to go during the class," Caesar clapped his hands and made a final summary, "Okay, Noel agrees."

...Who agreed? Noel hugged his head and sighed, and began to consider whether it was wrong to pick up this guy at the beginning...

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"Caesar, have you understood the content of this grammar?" After class, Artoria, who had just wanted to experience the feeling of caring for her friends, clumsyly raised the topic of Caesar.

"... Grammar class?" Thunder King suddenly looked surprised, "So it's a grammar class, I thought it was a mathematics."

"..." It was obvious that King Arthur's face was dull, and the dumb hair on his head stood up hard. It seemed that he could not adapt to Caesar's thinking like a wild dog and Godzilla's fire-breathing way of speaking.

"Forget it, all those who care about the details are fools." Caesar waved his hand, no one complained about his unhappiness, "Lunch... By the way, Artoria, I promised you a meal, just how about noon today?"

As soon as he heard about eating, Daimao rushed straight into the sky again, and Caesar smiled secretly, you are indeed a foodie. The barbarian turned around and showed a sunny and cheerful young man’s smile: “Noel, won’t you go together with such a good opportunity?”

"...No, I have something to do..." Noel, who was slipping away quietly, froze and turned around and squeezed out a crying smile.

"This is a good opportunity to get along with Artoria...you are looking forward to it too." Caesar gave a thumbs up.

Who would expect it? Bastard! I can't even swallow my meal when I sit with Wang! Is it fun to see my joke? Noel roared in his heart, and his eyes shot out the light of slandering and killing, but in front of the ghostly and beastly aura that covered Caesar's whole body, this was useless... The legendary ghostly and beastly aura is a terrible existence that rebounds all the complaints...

"Although I say that, will it not bother you?" Noel showed a ladylike smile.

"Since he is a classmate Caesar, as long as he has no problem, I will naturally have no problem." Artoria said blankly.

...My king! You can't pity your people and me! Be considerate and understand my difficulties! Speaking of which, how did all the lords of the Knights of the Round Table survive! I think I will be broken and die if I stay by the king for three days...

Noel's tears could no longer be described in words. Caesar was still thinking about something and suddenly nodded: "Since that's the case, just call Sivia too. Sivia is Artoria's friend, so it's also the way."

This is your purpose, bastard! Noel glared at Caesar.

So what? One more person and one more topic. Well, Svia and I are both Artoria's friends. It's really appropriate to help Artoria make friends together! Caesar also answered with his eyes.

Consider me how I feel! You get what you want, but I will suffer!

Caesar smiled clearly and turned to Artoria and said, "Well, Noel agrees."

Noel: "…"

You self-talking bastard! How much does it take to do such shameless things with extreme self? Noel's roar was blocked because she saw Artoria's peaceful smile: "Ah, it's so great. I thought Noel didn't want to communicate with me..."

It’s not that I don’t want to... I dare not... Noel’s heart was tears again. She suddenly realized that the intelligence and wit that she usually claims to be could not be used in front of these two people. A heavy S man with no taboos and extremely self-destructive points, and to a certain extent, the natural and outrageous King Arthur, who had a well-proportioned aura, joined together, actually gave her a feeling of invincibility in the world...

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