Chapter 1353 The inheritance of King Arthur(2/2)
It is simply unacceptable.
"Yeah... that's right, maybe it's His Majesty King Arthur's deep intention." Arturia stayed for a long time before she realized what she was saying, and said with a stiff expression.
Judging from her expression, she probably didn't even want to believe this sentence. Is it just the bad taste of King Arthur?
I thought that Artoria was already thinking about going back and asking the elf masters to change the style of the white armor skirt underneath, at least to cover her bare shoulders.
It’s just that she will probably be disappointed. As someone who has been through this, I take the costumes of Moon Wolf, Demon Moon Wolf Witch and Hell Fighting Bear as examples, plus I know a little bit about King Arthur. I don’t think Artoria can do anything about the armor.
The skirt is modified.
No matter how you modify it, once you put on the King Arthur suit, it will definitely return to its original shape and stay like this for ten thousand years until Arturia can find another artifact fragment.
With the bad taste of King Arthur, I guarantee with the integrity of God that this is the truth.
"Wait, Your Majesty."
Some maids who are delicate and considerate women have very sharp eyes. Perhaps they noticed the incongruity in Artoria's body and suddenly spoke after being silent for a long time.
"There's something wrong with the Crown of Glory. Maybe it needs to be changed."
"When you say that, I feel a little awkward lifting it."
Artoria reached out and touched the pure white, small and gorgeous crown on her head, and nodded accordingly.
Generally speaking, the equipment will adapt to the size according to the owner's body shape, so a mage will not wear armor as if his body is in a huge iron barrel, and a barbarian will not wear a robe as if he is wearing a tights.
The same is true for helmets. They will never be too loose or too narrow because of your hairstyle or the size of your head, and they won't accidentally fall off when you shake your head in a fierce battle.
This is true for ordinary equipment, not to mention the Crown of Glory, which is an artifact. Jeluka and Artoria said this, probably because they felt that they did not match well.
I also looked along. Due to aesthetic issues, I can't always explain why, but sure enough, I also felt the incongruity of the Crown of Glory on Artoria's head.
"Maybe it's because the crown has become smaller." Jeluka observed carefully, and then woke up the dreamer with a word.
After hearing what she said, I looked again, and sure enough I found something.
For ease of movement, Arturia's shoulder-length blond hair is usually tied into thin braids and coiled on her head. It is a mature and stable hairstyle like a lady.
During the battle, Arturia wore the Crown of Glory. The size of the crown was just enough to gather her blond hair on the back of her head, making it more convenient.
So the problem came. After turning into pure white armor, the crown seemed to become smaller and smaller, and it couldn't hold the blond hair tied up at all.
"Can you coil it a little tighter?" I looked at it carefully and gave normal advice.
"Although my craftsmanship is not as good as Carole's, I can't say whether it can be done or not. I'm just guessing. If it is tightened, it will not only be unsound, but also... and... it may not look good."
Jeluka thought carefully for a while, shook her head, and said tactfully and hesitantly.
"Isn't it solid?"
Obviously, the pragmatic Arturia automatically ignored the unsightly settings and only focused on practical aspects.
No, I have to find a way to stop it. How can I make my wife’s hair style unsightly?
The size of the equipment cannot be changed. The only thing that can be changed is Artoria's hairstyle. Therefore, I did not allow Artoria to think too much and discussed it with Jeluka without permission.
"Jeluka, would it be better if you changed your hairstyle?"
"Of course, if your Majesty is willing."
Jeluka nodded, it seemed that she did not agree with Artoria's pragmatic idea.
"Artoria, change your hairstyle." I patted her shoulder solemnly, feeling the warmth and cream on my hands, and my heart couldn't help but sway.
The pure white suit...surely has its benefits.
"this……"
Even Artoria was a little embarrassed when she suddenly had to change her hairstyle that had lasted for more than ten years.
"It is also very important for an excellent wife to be good at changing her appearance and giving surprises to her husband." I thought of the book of bridal practice that the maid of pornographic jokes thrust into me, and I became clever.
"I see."
Artoria accepted it immediately. As expected, the 10 volumes of bridal training were not in vain. It seemed that she had been successfully cheated.
In the end, after the three people discussed it together, Artoria's long golden hair was tied into a straight golden ponytail.
A bow was tied at the root of the ponytail with a long black ribbon, and then turned into a small crown of glory. It was worn in the center and matched perfectly with the black bow underneath.
Looking at His Majesty the King, who was dressed in pure white armor and gold ponytail, with a new look, I was stunned, and then burst into tears.
King Arthur, you win.
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Chapter completed!