To become a king and a magician

"Because your mom is coming soon."

As soon as Kai finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving Mordred standing there dumbfounded.

Her mother is coming? What does that mean? Could it be the Empress Dowager? Come to think of it, the Master did mention that the Empress Dowager obtained a body just like her ten years ago. Could she be nearby right now?!

I just wanted to introduce you to one or two people.

Suddenly, Mordred remembered what her Master had just told her.

(Is it difficult, or is it possible that—)

"Oh my, what an unexpected reunion! To run into something like this while taking a walk in this nice weather."

A chilling voice, like a death knell, sounded behind Mordred.

Mordred froze on the spot, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

(It's the Empress Dowager! Aa ...

9. You did a great job!

Minutes later, in a cabin near Glastonbury.

"Please make yourself at home. I live here all by myself, so the conditions are a bit basic. Please understand."

Morgan led Natsukawa Tiger and Mordred into his house, then went to the stove area and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

Mordred sat down cautiously at the table, carefully examining the room's furnishings, her eyes revealing obvious surprise. Natsukawa Tora felt the same way; although he had guessed that Morgan might be in the vicinity, he hadn't expected her to actually settle here.

Mary didn't even tell him she was coming!

"What's wrong? You all look surprised."

Returning to the two men, Morgan put down his teacup and smiled.

Natsukawa Tora nodded: "It's a little surprising that you would live in such a... simple place."

Even to put it mildly, the living conditions in this house weren't exactly good. Natsukawa Tiger recalled the hunter's cabin he stayed in when he visited the Brackmore Cemetery many years ago, and the environment here was similar to that place.

Morgan smiled slightly: "Merlin—I mean your wife—said the same thing before, and even asked me if I wanted to move in with her and be your neighbor."

(Merry, you bastard!)

"Of course, I refused in the end. I'm not picky about where I live. I've been to all sorts of places in the past ten years, and I've even slept on the streets. I don't have any strict requirements now."

The unexpectedly gentle tone stunned Mordred and Natsukawa Tora—especially Mordred.

This is the Empress Dowager!?

Is this the Queen Mother who's determined to take revenge on King Arthur?

This is the empress dowager who was later known as the Poisonous Consort and the Witch!

It's probably a fake!

"You seem to be thinking something quite rude, Mordred." Morgan glanced at his son, making Mordred immediately straighten up and sit up straight, banishing all those thoughts from her mind to Avalon!

Nodding in satisfaction, Morgan looked at Natsukawa Tora again: "However, this reunion is somewhat unexpected, or rather, surprising. Even I didn't anticipate your combination. It seems you've experienced quite a bit in parallel worlds."

"How is it? Has my son caused you any trouble, King Arthur?"

"Let's skip the sarcastic remarks, Morgan." Xia Chuanhu gave a wry smile. "There will be trouble, but that's just her personality. You, as her mother, should know this better than I do. Expecting her to behave herself is impossible."

"How can you say such a thing about me, Father..."

Morgan frowned immediately.

Father?

"Mordred, what's with the way you address him?"

"Ah! That... well... it's just a habit, a habit, it just comes out of my head... You see, Mother, isn't the Master also like half, no, a quarter of my father? I used to call him that jokingly, and now... well, it just sometimes... subconsciously... that..."

Seeing Mordred frantically trying to explain, Morgan roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter, and his meaningful gaze fell on Xia Chuanhu: "But if we calculate it this way, then you and I are husband and wife?"

"Then I'll definitely divorce you the moment I see you," Xia Chuanhu joked. "Alright, let's stop this small talk. Morgan, I heard from Merry that you're going to participate in the upcoming Fifth Holy Grail War?"

Merry had already told Natsukawa Torato who the participants in this Holy Grail War were after he returned.

To be honest, Natsukawa Torama's mentality was a little broken - apart from himself, the seven Masters were all acquaintances he knew in various ways!

This is a civil war.

Morgan chuckled. "So, you're here to gather information? Unfortunately, I haven't started summoning my servants yet, so you've come up empty-handed. Disappointed?"

"It doesn't matter who the opponent is, I don't intend to lose."

I am not us.

This means that Natsukawa Torama doesn't intend to determine the winner through the power of his Servants, a very confident statement. Of course, Morgan can understand where his confidence comes from; after all, Natsukawa Torama has Merry, the "traitor," by his side, and Morgan knows almost everything about him.

Right now, only top-tier Servants can truly defeat him.

(However, how much of that confidence will you be able to maintain by then?)

"Oh, by the way, something interesting happened to Mary earlier," Morgan changed the subject. "It seems that if you win the Holy Grail War, she'll grant you that request?"

"Why does she tell everyone everything...?"

Xia Chuanhu scratched his head in slight distress, then nodded: "Yes, that's what I agreed to with her. So, is there anything you want to say?"

"There are so many good women in the world, yet you chose the worst one."

"I don't think you have the right to say that, do you, Xiao Mo?"

"Uh... um..."

Suddenly caught in the crossfire, Mordred stammered and couldn't say anything—this was a life-or-death question, one that even she could understand!

"Mordred, is this something to think about?" Morgan gave her a cold look.

“I think the Queen Mother is actually very outstanding as a woman... well, not when it comes to the King (whispering).”

The answer was acceptable, but the soft voice at the end still displeased Morgan. His good child had become somewhat lacking in discipline after so long. He should have answered decisively and affirmatively.

Morgan sighed softly and said, "Fine, you can decide what kind of future you want. I have no right to interfere. In the end, I have nothing to do with you. Speaking of which, what brings you here this time? Are you just revisiting this place after five years?"

"There's no specific purpose. If I had to say, I just brought Mordred to see you, although I'm not sure if you're even here."

"Master! You're definitely up to no good! First it was Father's grave, then Mother's... You can't go back without giving me ten ice creams!"

"Yes, yes, I'll buy you a hundred. Just don't cry if you get an upset stomach."

Patting Mordred's head, Natsukawa Torama stood up: "Then we'll take our leave now. We'll probably meet again during the Holy Grail War. You beat me badly ten years ago, and I'll take my revenge this time, [Caster]."

"Then I'll wait and see, [Saber's Master] - Also, Mordred."

"Oh no! Mother...w-what's wrong?"

"I'm looking forward to your performance this time."

"Huh?"

Are you looking forward to your performance?

Does this refer to her plan to beat her father again?

(Since Mother says so, then... fine! Just you wait, Father!)

10. Hey, that's hell ahead!

Inside the Clock Tower, besides the modern magic department that has emerged in recent years, the astronomy department, which is often mentioned, is indispensable.

Although it has many branches, its headquarters is located deep in the mountains. It is rarely involved in the various struggles within the association and maintains its position on the periphery. It can be called a hermit in the mountains. Not to mention a monarch, it has never sent an agent. It is truly an anomaly in the association.

This celestial science organization appeared before the public about half a year ago, and its monarch, Animusphia, even applied to the Clock Tower for one of the two spots to participate in the Holy Grail War.

[Celestial Science Guy mainly participates in the Holy Grail War]

The news spread throughout most of the magic world in just one or two days. Every magician associated with the Clock Tower received the news without exception. Furthermore, the fact that the Plant Monarch also applied for a spot afterward made the commotion even more intense.

The two lords are going to attend a local magical ritual in the far east, which is even more shocking than what happened to Lord El-Melloi ten years ago.

Therefore, in the past six months, a large number of true and false rumors have spread in the magic world. In Lydia's words, it's comparable to the tip of the iceberg in the entertainment industry. It's like people have nothing better to do than make a big fuss.

Faced with this storm of news, the plant family remained silent, and the astrophysical family did not make a sound. Monarch Animusphia disappeared again after the application period ended, as if he had never existed.

If it weren't for the fact that the Department of Astrophysics did indeed conduct a search for relics for a period of time afterward, most magicians would probably have thought it was just a rumor.

Ultimately, it was just a local ceremony in the Far East, and it was really a bit much for two monarchs to grace us with their presence.

—This is what most magicians think, including Olga Marie Animusfia, the daughter of the Celestial Sovereign.

Deep in the mountains, somewhere unknown, a mansion sits atop one of the peaks.

This is one of the many villas owned by the Animusfia family, and it is also the closest to the clock tower.

Inside one of the rooms of the villa, Olga Marie was sitting opposite her father, with an exquisitely crafted small box on the table between them.

"Father, is this the sacred relic that was just delivered?"

“That’s right. With this relic, Animusphia will definitely win the upcoming Holy Grail War.”

Marisbury Animusfia placed his hand on the box and opened it, revealing the object inside.

"A ring?" Olga Marie asked, somewhat puzzled.

Inside the box was a gold ring, which looked unremarkable and ordinary.

Is this the relic that can summon that invincible Servant?

Olga Marie was somewhat skeptical, but seeing her daughter's doubts, Marisbury laughed and said, "Do you know whose relic this is, Olga Marie?"

"No...I don't know."

"Solomon, the greatest magician."

"Unbelievable..."

Solomon, the King of Magic.

Olga Marie never imagined that her father would want to summon this King of Magic. In terms of the rank of Heroic Spirit, he was undoubtedly a powerful Servant who could compete for first or second place—no, powerful is not enough to describe him.

The power of the King of Magic is beyond what they can imagine in this era of magic's decline.