After unlocking all CGs, a Type-Moon girlfriend comes knocking.

Morgan sat on the table, dangling her snow-white feet from under her skirt.

She gently touched her delicate red lips with her fingertips, looked at Alvin for a few times, and suddenly said with a sweet smile: "That's also good. When King Arthur dies, we can leave the palace... and then be together forever~"

"Hmm... Thinking about it this way, the probability of you winning is really small. How about adding another chip? If you win, I'll allow you to help me clean my feet."

Alvin slowly typed a question mark.

"I'll help you even if I win...?"

Morgan blinked, like a teasing older sister, and said with a smile, "This is a reward. Besides, I don't think I told you to clean it in any specific way, right?"

Alvin's silence is golden.

Just laugh, you won’t be able to laugh anymore after a while.

Alvin reached out and picked up the potion on the table.

"Okay, the bet is valid."

……

The King's Hall.

At this moment, Artoria had just finished the work at hand and began to look through the next task.

For most people, such boring and never-ending government affairs would make them extremely bored if they continued for a while, but Artoria had been doing it day after day for years without any boredom or fatigue.

It's not just the red dragon heart that gives her endless energy, a large part of the reason is also due to her own personality.

She was like a precise mechanical watch, never making any deviations. Because of this, sometimes even the Knights of the Round Table could not understand why the king had such patience, like a tireless machine.

"I wonder if there's any news from the flying boat..."

Looking at the document in her hand, Artoria suddenly remembered what Merlin had just said.

A powerful creature from the moon... Although its purpose is still unclear, no matter how you think about it, it is likely that it has no good intentions.

Moreover, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, and there seems to be some small movements among the nobles recently...

Just thinking of this, Artoria couldn't help but rub her eyebrows gently.

At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the hall.

Altria looked up and a strange look flashed across her holy blue eyes. In front of the hall, a young man was walking towards her with a woman.

The former was dressed in a dark black robe, while the latter was a naturally charming beauty.

She had already changed into an exquisite and gorgeous court dress, her long platinum hair was naturally loose, and her face was covered with a mysterious and seductive veil.

Her skin is white and delicate, her eyes are clear and cold, and her bright red lips are faintly visible under the veil, highlighting her graceful and seductive sexy curves.

Although the two sisters look very similar, they are of two different types in terms of temperament and dress. Artoria is the type of queen who is noble and heroic.

Morgan le Fay, on the other hand, has a charming and enchanting appearance and temperament. At first glance, you may think that she is cold and unapproachable, but her mature figure makes people feel very hot, making her an ideal lover.

Why did he come here with Sister Wang?

Altria looked at Alvin calmly, with a questioning look in her eyes.

"I just got some information out of Merlin and was about to report it to you when I happened to meet Sister Wang on the way." Alvin explained.

At the same time, he brought the black tea he had prepared in advance to Altria.

"Is Merlin really hiding something?"

Altria looked at the steaming cup of black tea on the table and whispered, "What did he say to you?"

Although she was a little surprised by Morgan's arrival, she also knew that with Alvin present, there would not be any major conflict between her and Morgan.

Besides, she had no intention of fighting with Morgan right now.

"About some past conversations between the late king and Merlin," Alvin said.

Hearing this, Morgan's expression under the veil changed slightly.

Ever since Morgan le Fay was born, she had always thought that she would inherit the will of the late king and become the next heir after Uther.

However, he was intercepted by Artoria in the middle.

To this day, Morgan has extremely complicated feelings towards his father.

There is both reluctance and hatred.

Now that he had heard the news about King Uther again from Alvin, Morgan's previously calm state of mind had quietly changed.

"What did Merlin say?" asked Altria.

"He hopes you can become the real King Arthur." Alvin said.

Altria's face was expressionless as she whispered, "Does he think I'm not a true king now?"

"Yes."

Alvin smiled. "At the end of Britain's Age of Gods, King Arthur had to shoulder the weight of a nation on the brink of collapse. Born as a 'Red Dragon', you were destined to shoulder this burden."

"Merlin believes you haven't completely cut off your emotions and become a machine for governing Britain."

In the past few years that Alvin was away, Altria had actually gradually become a real "king", wrapping herself in the shell of King Arthur.

If nothing unexpected happens, perhaps she will maintain this state until her responsibilities as King Arthur are completed.

However, from the day Alvin came back, the woman's hard heart seemed to loosen.

If it weren't for Merlin's 'reminder' today, perhaps Artoria herself would not have realized the changes in herself during this period of time.

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's have a cup of tea and relax."

As Alvin spoke, he picked up the black tea on the table and handed it to Altria.

Feeling Morgan's gaze fixed on him, Alvin's face remained extremely calm.

Morgan le Fay, do you really want to be king?

Or... do you simply feel that not being recognized and trusted by King Uther was something unacceptable to you, a proud person like you?

No...I'm afraid it's more than that.

Morgan le Fay's complete transformation into evil began when Artoria drew out the sword and began to govern the country.

Watching the once beautiful and pure girl gradually close her heart, and even being called King Arthur who 'doesn't understand human nature'... this itself must be difficult for Morgan to accept.

If Morgan wanted to become King Arthur because she wanted to prove herself, then... later she wanted to destroy Britain, on the one hand for revenge, and on the other hand, she was probably disgusted with Britain for turning her sister into what it is today.

It's indeed a gamble.

The bet is how much weight Altria holds in Morgan's heart.

Come on Morgan... show me what you're gonna do.

Alvin walked forward calmly and handed the tea to Artoria personally.

Morgan's expression was extremely calm.

She watched with her own eyes as Alvin brewed the tea and put the "destined death" into the cup of tea.

This also means that once Artoria drinks this cup of black tea... her fate will be locked in 'death'.

By that time... King Arthur's position would probably have changed hands.

No matter what, it would be a hundredfold benefit to her and no harm at all... Why did Alvin think she would step in to stop it?

Also, putting her feelings aside, could Alvin himself bear to let Lily die?

How boring... I want to see how you end this.

As Morgan thought of this, he watched Altria slowly pick up the tea.

She subconsciously glanced at Alvin, whose expression remained unchanged.

Morgan couldn't help but let a faint smile appear on his face.

Interesting...extreme pressure?

I want to see how long you can remain calm——

Just as she was thinking about this, she saw that the next moment, Artoria had picked up the black tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"..."

For a moment, the woman's pupils shrank slightly, her face stiffened, the hairs all over her body stood up, and an emotion of disbelief and shock exploded in her heart.

If she hadn't just seen it with her own eyes, she would even suspect that Alvin had swapped the potion halfway.

But she had been following Alvin all the time, so there was no possibility that the other party would switch the items.

...did he really drink that potion?

Morgan subconsciously looked at Altria. As the 'Lord of the Island', she could clearly feel that her sister's magic power was gradually becoming disordered. It seemed that a breath of death was quietly approaching.

Just like Gungnir in mythology, it is the spear of fate. Once it flies out of your hand, it will bind you forever and lead you to the underworld.

Snapped!

The teacup smashed to the floor, and when the 'destined death' potion took effect, Artoria subconsciously looked up and looked at Alvin in disbelief.

Morgan finally reacted, and the expression on her charming and affectionate face changed drastically. She cried out in a lost voice: "Alvin, are you crazy?!"

How is it possible... He actually gave the poison to Lily himself?

Morgan's heart was filled with astonishment, and then an indescribable complex emotion filled his chest.

She couldn't tell what it was, but her heart was twitching slightly.

That was King Arthur! She had tried so hard to get rid of him, but now Alvin had taken care of him so easily?

"Do you know what you just did?"

"I know."

Alvin's expression was complicated, and he sighed bitterly, "I was wrong... Ever since you came back, I've been naively fantasizing about you sisters getting back together, because I know both you and Lily are deeply in love with each other."

"But now that I think about it, I was really naive."

"But it's actually okay this way... After all, in history, King Arthur will eventually die."

Alvin stepped forward, took Artoria's hand, looked up at the sky, and said with a sad and lonely look: "After this, I will send her to Avalon for eternal rest. From now on, you will be the real King Arthur."