Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 55: Just a Biological Dad

The young and naive witch has completely fallen into a disadvantage in this treacherous political struggle.

Kelar curled his lips but didn't say much. Morgan was not cut out to be a king, and he had known that for a long time.

Although Altria was young, she was very experienced. She divided her cake equally between Gawain and Aguiwen, and said, "Sister Wang, although I have no intention of fighting for anything, I will not give away anything that belongs to me to anyone..."

Whether it's the throne or...

Gawain and Aggravin were both shocked. They were both well aware of their mother's strength and demands. As the Fairy King with the qualifications of a king and the destined king of the island, Morgan was eternally hostile to anyone who challenged her for the throne.

As the enemy of Lady Morgan, and also their enemy, another king selector showed them favor...

Even though Gawain and Agravain knew that this was a blatant way of buying people's hearts, human nature was such that they could not help but be moved, especially knights of noble character.

First, Agguiwen, who was the most dogmatic, performed an impeccable chivalric salute to Altria. Although his voice was still cold and solemn, he tried his best to show his gentleness: "Thank you for your gift, Your Highness."

Artoria is now just a knight's squire, she has no title and is not a knight, so she can only be addressed according to the etiquette of the prince.

Gawain hesitated for a moment, then followed Agravain's lead and thanked Altria.

Morgan, however, didn't care at all. Although they were nominally his son and his wife, they were actually creations. Due to the arrogance of the creator, it was difficult for Morgan to truly understand Gawain and the other.

Altria faced Morgan's provocation head-on, which was a manifestation of her dominance; she gave everything she had to her hostile subjects and bestowed the grace of the king. It can be said that she has learned the essence of what Kelar taught her.

Drive it with the kingly and hegemonic ways.

This was the first birthday party held by the Celts in the British Isles. Three people with the qualifications to be kings fought bloodlessly at this party, and the qualifications of the kings were determined by their different choices.

After today, dividing the cake is referred to as cutting up benefits. The person who divides the benefits for the world and satisfies all classes is called the "Prime Minister".

"Ah... your name is Altria, right?"

After dividing the cake, King Uther had a preliminary understanding of Kelar's identity. He relaxed and said to Altria, "I am... King of Camelot, Uther."

Merlin called Altria aside and said, "Arthur, my disciple, I believe you know who this is, right?"

"I know, he's just my biological father!"

Altria nodded calmly and said, "If your Majesty King Uther came here to show me your affection... then there is no need for that. How much affection can a political animal like you have? I'm afraid you yourself may not even be able to figure it out, right?"

"So, please keep it short!"

King Uther was not angry. After all, this was the first time he and Altria met. He could not expect a loving father and a filial daughter right after they met. What's more, he had long been resistant to being disobedient by his daughter. He even felt that Altria's rebelliousness was just that, far less than Morgan's!
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Over there, Artoria and King Uther went to talk to the side, and Kelar had no intention of following to listen. Morgan was still feeling smug. Why didn't he realize that this silly girl was so stupid when he was learning magic?
This political skill is no match for Artoria, who has been taught by Kelar for more than ten years.

But it is also true that, regardless of whether King Uther would educate a king, he had never thought of letting Morgan receive kingly education. After all, from the very beginning, Morgan was the king of fairies, not the king of humans.

"Morgan, you don't seem to care much about your two precious sons..."

Kelar leaned casually against the wall, pouted at Gawain and Aggravin and said, "You sent them to carry out the so-called plan to overthrow the Kingdom of Arthur, but in the end you let Lily win the hearts of the two of them?" "Morgan, why don't you go home and make villains? Maybe making artificial heroes is your forte, but you really can't engage in this kind of ugly political struggle!"

Morgan never regarded Gawain and Agravain as independent people. In her eyes, Gawain and Agravain were just her best works. Although they were important, they were just works.

The best works are also works.

Since it is a work of art, it can be produced again at any time.

"Ah? How is that possible? How did you know..." Morgan was stunned and said in disbelief: "You actually know that they are the artificial humans I created using magic methods?"

"Ah?" Kelar's reaction was exactly the same as Morgan's. He scratched his head and said, "Isn't this something that everyone knows? You collected the blood of those famous Celtic warriors and used magic to create many outstanding children."

"...No, you are the only one who knows this."

Morgan looked at Kelar deeply, then he opened his thin lips and said lightly: "Kelar, I won't ask how you know, but besides you, Merlin, Uther...even Gawain and others all think that those children are the offspring of me and those Celtic lords."

"I have never mentioned to anyone that I was created by magic, and no one knows that my life-refining magic is so advanced. Therefore, after those powerful lords died in the battle, I was able to take over the territories of those lords in the name of Gawain and others."

King Uther did not grant Morgan any territory. The territories she owns now are the result of her decades of development. She took over the territories in the name of her children.

The Celtic tradition of kinship and blood ties is deeply rooted. Only heirs with blood ties can inherit the territory, regardless of whether they are illegitimate children or not. As a mother, it is reasonable for her to take over the territory on behalf of her own children.

"6!"

Kelar was silent for a moment and then said, "You didn't secretly draw my blood, did you? I don't want to have an extra child for no reason, and a widowed wife I've never met who wants to inherit my territory."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Morgan was immediately furious. His mind was filled with thousands of thoughts that were stuck in his throat. He didn't know how to speak them out. In the end, he could only say stubbornly, "Who can kill you?"

Even if I really want to have a child, I, Morgan, can't just use blood. That's not a child, but a tool.

"No wonder..." Morgan didn't know what he was thinking of. His expression was restrained and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "No wonder you don't care, Kelar, it turns out you know everything."

"What are you talking about?" Kelar asked, "Can you speak louder, witch sister!"

"Nothing, just some boring sentiments!" Morgan remained calm and changed the subject, "As for whether Gawain and the others will be won over by my sister?"

Morgan put his hands on his hips and said confidently: "My best works will not be bought by such small favors! Kelar, you underestimate my works!"

Bible photo!

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