The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

[Artorius almost fell from here. ]

You realize that he definitely knows something he shouldn't know.

【You decide to do as he asks for the time being. 】

[You have climbed up the city wall.]

"Oh... Is this the place where Artorius almost fell?"

Merlin squatted down, looked at the patterns on the ground of the city wall, and stretched out his fingers to rub them a few times.

"I can imagine what that scene was like."

"Are you here just to see this?"

Ian asked, standing behind him.

“That shouldn’t be the case, right?”

"Of course not." Merlin stood up and restrained his previous tone.

"I just want to tell you that even if you hadn't helped him, Artorius wouldn't have died."

"Merlin, what are you trying to prove?"

"I don't want to prove anything." Merlin shook his head, "I just came here to tell you."

"That's getting off topic—"

Merlin walked forward a few steps and stood right next to the city wall where Artorius almost fell off.

"On the way here, I saw the wheat fields you and Morgan left outside the city."

"I have to admit that you do have some skills."

"So Merlin, are you going to admit all this?"

Ian's hand stopped on the scabbard at his waist.

"Do not."

"I don't care about that."

Merlin looked at the golden wheat fields outside the city and answered without hesitation:

"The election of a new king will begin soon."

"you……"

Before Merlin could finish his words, Ian behind him drew his sword and stabbed it towards his heart.

This was not a drawing of the sword without reason.

Rather, he felt that there was no possibility that Merlin would stand on his and Morgan's side.

In that case——

Then kill him in a despicable way.

No matter how powerful a magician is, his body is extremely fragile at the moment the sword pierces him.

According to common sense, this should be the case.

But if——

His body has never been here?

The blade passed through Merlin's chest but did not cause any damage.

He turned around and looked at Ian who was in disbelief.

"Your ability to act is a bit stronger than I thought."

"So--"

"I will leave you one more prophecy."

"The King's Election will continue."

"Whoever pulls the sword from the stone will be the new king."

“No one can stop this.”

58. The Irreversible King's Election

[Merlin's words touched you deeply.]

[Your natural affinity and chivalry have been lost: You are enraged and no longer care about the etiquette that a knight should follow.]

[Your blade pierces Merlin again and again.]

[Every time, go straight to the vital point. Every time, go straight to the vital point. 】

[This may be the most annoying moment in your life—a magician you just met wants to take away everything you and Morgan have worked so hard to accumulate! ]

【But fate still mocks you. 】

[Your swordsmanship is by no means mediocre, but there is no way you can hurt Merlin.]

It's not that he didn't hit the opponent.

Instead, the fatal damage that should have been caused after hitting the opponent "disappeared".

Ian stared at Merlin in front of him, realizing that this seemingly sloppy, even lazy man might be someone far beyond conventional wisdom.

"You should also understand that this method cannot hurt me."

Merlin said this as he slowly backed away.

The sword that was inserted into his heart was pulled out of his body little by little without any blood staining it.

"you are hardworking."

“But unfortunately, it’s of little value.”

"Oh... I can't say it's worthless, right? Let me correct my statement--"

Merlin used his thumb and index finger to mark out a small space.

“It still has some value.”

"At least you didn't mess up Camelot."

"..."

Ian almost broke the hilt of the sword in his hand as he listened to these words.

But Merlin didn't care about it at all.

He dusted off his clothes and smiled.

"It would be a waste of words to say any more."

"In short, this is probably the case. There will always be people who cannot accept it, but nothing will change."

"I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, Merlin prepared to leave.

And when he walked past Ian, he heard the other's emotionless words.

"Merlin, sooner or later I will make you regret what you said."

"is it?"

Merlin continued walking forward without looking back.

“This is the first time anyone has said this to me.”

【More magic from Merlin is activated. 】

[Although you and Morgan don't want to admit it, Merlin has settled down in Camelot as a court magician.]

[Of course, he only used this identity in name only. ]

[In fact, he is more likely to be seen in the streets and alleys of Camelot.]

[You order your children to keep a close eye on him and report any disturbances immediately.]

[But you soon realize that this is meaningless - because in the eyes of each child, the information revealed by Merlin is completely different.]

【You realize that your children may not be able to see through Merlin's magic.】

[You and Morgan wanted to imprison Merlin, but found that this did not form any effective restraint for him.]

【He can always appear where he thinks he should be. 】

[It seems that the only thing that awaits you is the path of accepting the King's choice. ]

on the balcony.

Ian and Morgan stood side by side.

The moonlight was warm and its silver glow slanted down on the two of them, dyeing everything pale.

"Ian."

"Yes, Princess."

"us--"

Morgan looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the courtyard that was dyed milky white by the moonlight.

"Have you tried everything?"

"My Lady Princess, not yet." Ian held Morgan's hand tightly, "We still have many ways to try."

"But the king's selection is inevitable, right?" Morgan went straight to the point.

"..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ian nodded very sincerely.

He couldn't fool Morgan.

Time cannot be reversed.

They could not change what King Uther had arranged in the past.

Only this time, Morgan was not as depressed as before.

What she was about to say next seemed to be just a very simple sentence.

"Ian, I still don't want to admit this."

"Then Princess..." Ian's hand stopped on the sword at his waist.

“Maybe we can change our thinking.”

"The King's Choice cannot be destroyed, but the King may not be."

"No, not yet."

Morgan gently moved Ian's hand from the hilt to his waist.

"Let the children try out their respective talents first."

[You and Morgan cannot avoid the arrival of the King's Election.]

[Merlin announced the proof of the Red Dragon to everyone.]

[It is a sword blade stuck in the center of the rock - as long as you can pull this sword out of the stone, you can become the new king of Britain.]

[This title is really tempting. ]

[The knights are eager to try, their eyes are shining. ]

[You and Morgan further place your hopes on your children.]

【But the result was not as good as expected. 】

[Gareth was the first knight to try, but this order did not bring her any benefits, and the sword in the stone did not move at all. ]

[Amid her unconvinced noise, Aguguiwen also made his own attempt.]

[However, he only touched the hilt of the sword slightly and then withdrew his hand. ]