FATE: Target of Grand Master

What first awakened Xia Yan's dormant consciousness was a faint floral fragrance.

Then, the warm and soft touch seemed to have a magical power, trying its best to prevent Xia Yan from waking up.

Relaxed, comfortable, warm, and cozy.

Xia Yan's body followed instincts and showed no signs of waking up, but his consciousness had already sensed that the situation was unnatural.

I should have already entered the trial, so could this unnatural feeling be caused by the enemy?

Upon realizing this, Xia Yan's consciousness began to desperately control his body, using a spirit that was willing to risk injury, and finally he managed to awaken his body.

"ha--!"

Xia Yan shouted and sat up instantly, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

dong dong!

"My Lord, are you awake?"

Xia Yan looked at the door that was being gently knocked on from the outside. Although he couldn't describe many specific details, he could still recognize that it was a typical medieval European design.

dong dong!

Two more soft sounds followed.

"Your Majesty, are you awake? Her Majesty the Queen has ordered that if you are awake, we should help you change your clothes."

Xia Yan did not immediately respond to the young woman's inquiry outside the door, but instead used the time to quickly scan his surroundings.

A semi-transparent canopy hung over the luxurious European-style bed, which was surrounded by blue wool carpets. At the end of the carpets were walls decorated with various sculptures and animal heads. Clearly, he was now in the luxurious bedroom of a medieval castle.

Why is it the castle's bedroom again?

Xia Yan remembered that after Draco kidnapped him, he also woke up in the bedroom of the castle. However, unlike this time when he woke up alone, last time Draco had directly climbed on top of him.

"ha--"

Xia Yan yawned, feeling much more tired than before.

Slightly pulling back the soft blanket, Xia Yan clearly felt a chill on his skin. He looked down and discovered that he had been stripped down to his underwear.

Turning to look at my side, although the mattress was no longer warm, the slight sinking of the mattress still proved that someone had slept there for a long time.

Morgan, marked with a crown; the maids outside the door calling her "Your Majesty" and addressing her as "Royal Husband"; her own physical exhaustion; and the fact that she had been stripped down to only her underwear—a conjecture inevitably appeared in Xia Yan's mind.

Could it be that I've already taken care of everything this time?

But I have absolutely no recollection of it, what a huge loss!

No, now is not the time to think about these things!

"I'm awake."

Xia Yan leaned back slightly, covered his lower body with the blanket, and replied to the door.

Click!

The door opened, and two maids walked in.

One person pulled up the bed curtains and drapes, while another took a towel and a basin to fetch water. They then came to Xia Yan's side together to help him wash up and get dressed.

"Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Queen has ordered that you go to see her after you awaken. Please follow me."

Following one of the maids, Xia Yan was led through a winding corridor to a castle terrace.

"You're awake, my husband. Come and sit down."

Unlike her demeanor in the safe house, Morgan was now dressed in a black dress and wearing a black and blue crown, sitting gracefully at the coffee table, sipping red tea.

Upon seeing Morgan, who exuded a queenly aura, Xia Yan unconsciously sat up straight.

"Why are you so reserved? You weren't like this when we were being intimate last night."

Morgan spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.

So that's how it is! But I don't remember it! What a loss!

Xia Yan secretly thought he had lost 100 million, but on the surface he didn't know how to answer.

"Hehe. Just kidding. I only woke up two hours earlier than you. Last night's intimacy was just background information given to me after this trial started."

I see, now I feel better.

Xia Yan forked a piece of cake from the coffee table, put it in his mouth, and asked while tasting it, "Besides this, is there any other information?"

Morgan gestured for the maids waiting around to leave before saying, "Yes, and it's quite interesting."

Seeing Morgan's lips curl into a smile that resembled a typical female villain, Xia Yan had a premonition that this trial would not be easy.

"The castle we are in now is the royal capital, Camelot."

With just one sentence, Xia Yan realized why Morgan was laughing.

This is Britain, the homeland that Morgan of Pan-Human History has always dreamed of becoming king. Even though the Morgan before us is the queen of the Lostbelt, she has also inherited the memories of Pan-Human History and will be extremely interested in becoming the king of Britain, a country that is not a fairy kingdom.

Moreover, judging from the crown he was wearing, it seems that he has already fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Xia Yan would certainly not hesitate to celebrate at this moment.

"Your little brain works really fast. But..."

Morgan raised his teacup again and took a small sip.

"Britain here is not yet unified. Half of the southern territory still belongs to another king of Londinion."

Another king?

There is only one person who can rival Morgan for the title of Queen of Britain and still elicit that eager expression from her.

"Could it be?"

Before Xia Yan could finish speaking, Morgan interjected, "That's right. It's Artoria."

Just as Morgan uttered the name of the king of the south, a mission information box popped up in front of Xia Yan.

Main Quest (Required): Assist Morgan in becoming the sole ruler of this world.

[Side Quest (Optional): Morgan must have at least ten followers under her command when the main quest is completed.]

This mission feels a lot like an SLG game.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, Xia Yan. If your main mission this time is to protect Artoria, I advise you to prepare your teleportation orb in advance. However, you are not allowed to leave now. It can only be used after I defeat Artoria and humiliate her. There can only be one King of Britain, and that is me—Morgan!"

Morgan's words were beyond question, but seeing Xia Yan fall into deep thought, his heart couldn't help but clench.

Seeing Morgan's face fall, Xia Yan immediately put on a bright smile to reassure her, "Don't worry, my main mission this time is to help you become the only queen. Artoria, I will help you defeat her."

Hearing Xia Yan's words, Morgan also showed a satisfied smile.

Seeing that no one was around, she abandoned her queenly demeanor, got up and came to Xia Yan, knelt down and sat directly on Xia Yan's lap, cupped Xia Yan's cheeks with her hands and offered him a kiss.

Xia Yan wrapped his arm around Morgan's waist, and after their lips parted, added, "However, after defeating Artoria, don't rush to kill her. After all, my side quest... ouch ouch ouch!"

Xia Yan had intended to take advantage of the pleasant atmosphere to save Artoria's life, since Artoria had value in terms of both combat strength and the number of Servants. However, Morgan pinched his cheek so hard that it hurt.

Fortunately, Morgan and Xia Yan have come a long way and are no longer the cold and cruel Queen of Winter they once were.

Aside from causing Xia Yan a physical pain, no further punishment was imposed.

Morgan stood up expressionlessly, saying without turning his head, "Morning tea time is over. Come with me to meet our current forces."