In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

Merlin was surprised by your request, but he still gave you a 'key'—a key that leads to the surface of the Starry Sea, the realm of the fairies.

You accepted this key.

[Thus, they entered the realm of 'fairies'.]

There's no time like the present.

【…】

There was a thud.

Morgan le Fay slammed the door and left, leaving Merlin outside with a helpless expression, and inside the palace gates, an old man who, though still tall, was now mostly skeletal and rather thin.

"Your Majesty, did you just tell her the truth?"

"I apologize, Lord Merlin..."

King Uther sighed deeply as he stepped onto the throne: "She is, after all, my daughter... I simply cannot wait until that day comes to tell her outright that I cannot let her become 'king'—"

"No, this is not the king's problem."

Merlin smiled and said, "It's just... fate."

“Fate…it’s such a beautiful yet frustrating thing to say.” King Uther’s voice was deep, but he couldn’t deny it.

Morgan le Fay, the daughter he had watched grow up, possessed unparalleled talent in her time—unmatched on the British Isles before the arrival of that Hunnic 'one-day emperor'—a girl of extraordinary talent who would eventually be surpassed even by his so-called brother, Vortigern.

Her birth was not an accident.

Her talent, however, seemed to be a cruel twist of fate for King Uther and Merlin.

In fact, long before Morgan was born, they had already begun to plot for someone who could succeed King Uther and have the opportunity to change the future of Britain. At that time, King Uther, who had just succeeded to the throne, had already learned from Merlin about the situation Britain was facing and the inevitable end of the remnants of the Age of Gods. Faced with his more capable brother, King Uther could have given up being king, but he resolutely fought for the throne, and it was for this reason.

In order to change that outcome.

Change Britain, change the Celts, change the fate of Camelot!

They had been preparing for this for many years.

They put in a lot of effort and thought into this.

However, just before the perfect embryo of the 'King' was about to be conceived, his daughter, the young Morgan le Fay, displayed extraordinary talent.

Furthermore, they learned that they had control over the 'island'!

That is the island's power that transcends that of the 'King'.

It was as if they were destined to become kings... It truly resembled fate's mockery and ridicule of all their efforts.

From then on, Morgan saw himself as the future king.

Since then, she has always been active and proactive as the heir to the throne.

Something that should be taken for granted.

But it was destined not to belong to her...

"How ironic!"

King Yuther could imagine what crazy things his proud yet sensitive daughter would do when that day came.

Merlin's approach to this was to keep it a secret as long as possible.

But Yusser, as a father, ultimately couldn't bear to do it.

but.

"Things may take a turn for the better."

Looking at King Uther's helpless expression, Merlin thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

“A turning point?” King Yuther paused, then seemed to remember something.

"I hope...that's really the case!"

That 'Hungarian Emperor,' the only one who could suppress his daughter's talent, Subatai, who seemed like an ancient god descended to earth... Hopefully, he can truly change Morgan!

But at the same time, King Uther looked at Merlin, who still had a smile on his face, and couldn't help but sigh again.

What he actually hoped for more was for this sage who could see through everything in the world to take action.

however.

Regardless of the past or the future, Merlin always maintained a detached, indifferent attitude, only slightly interfering and never going deep into the matter.

Even though they had known each other for decades, King Uther often couldn't see through this guy's intentions.

Grand Master Merlin...

What exactly do you want?

...

[Having left the Fairy Realm, you are staying at the 'Aquinus Residence' in Camelot City. This is the royal residence that King Uther reserved for you—although you rarely stay here, it has been kept very clean.]

You haven't rested for a moment yet.

The young Morgan le Fay came directly to their door.

"Su."

"I miss you. Support me and become the King of Camelot!"

Morgan, having shed his traveler's attire and donned a magnificent dress, spoke thus.

The girl, leaning down, almost pressed her face against Lu Kang's, who was sitting upright. Her form-fitting dark dress stretched taut, outlining the girl's budding curves—the neckline was just right, revealing a slender collarbone, but the forward leaning motion caused the fabric to press tightly against her chest, creating two full curves. Her legs were slightly together under the skirt, and the edges of her black silk stockings dug into her soft thighs, revealing faint red marks.

But what truly stands out is the crown on the girl's head, the crown of thorns resting atop her golden hair... it is without a doubt the symbol of the heir to the Kingdom of Camelot, the princess.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw Lu Kang dressed as Morgan, but then he suddenly realized what was going on.

"So, you already know?"

He began by saying this.

...

In the days before the king became king.

Regarding the selection of a king.

Grand Duke Subatai Equinus of Windmill City wields a very significant vote.

The Legend of King Arthur

Chapter 208 Morgan's Love and Hate, the Fairy Knight and Artoria

"Did you already know?"

The girl was stunned for a moment upon hearing Lu Kang's words, then snorted again: "That's right, Merlin's stupid methods can't be fooled by you at all!"

Gazing at the handsome face of the young man so close to her, Morgan continued to speak with a light breath.

"So, you'll support me, right, Sue?"

"—My father said he needed the most perfect heir, a perfect 'king' who could lead the Kingdom of Camelot out of its predicament—my gender is not suitable—but as for the external threats of the Vortigerns and Onsa, those guys are no match for us at all. As for the internal crisis, with just your Windmill City, a little famine is not a problem at all!"

"Besides you and me, who else is most qualified to inherit 'Camelot'?"

so.

This sounds like I'm going to inherit the 'Kingdom of Camelot'!

Lu Kang inwardly scoffed, watching the increasingly excited girl's beautiful face and her increasingly close posture as she spoke—Morgan's body was almost pressing against Lu Kang's knees, her deep purple dress stretched even more to accentuate the rounded curves of her chest, the neckline fabric was stretched to a shine, her waist was extremely slender, and her pert buttocks pressed against the edge of her stockings under the hem of her skirt, creating a shallow indentation.

The girl's legs, tightly wrapped in black silk stockings, pressed together against the tips of his boots, the tops of the stockings sinking deep into the soft flesh of her thighs, making the faint red marks from the stockings even more noticeable.

If Lu Kang didn't know this girl's personality, he would almost think she was doing it on purpose.

Morgan made no attempt to conceal his self-confidence and his positive feelings towards himself.

Listening to his words, Lu Kang couldn't help but sigh, "This is probably why Morgan was called a 'witch' in later generations."

They make no attempt to hide their joy at what they like, and they express their disgust without hesitation. They are almost extremely passionate and daring to love and hate. What they show is almost like having multiple personalities, treating different people as if they have different personalities.

But he doesn't intend to become the 'King's Husband'.

In response to Morgan's words, Lu Kang still spoke firmly: "If you continue like this—I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to agree?"

"uh-huh?"

The next second, Morgan seemed to realize that they were too close. The girl's face, beneath her long golden hair, turned visibly flushed. Instead of retreating normally, she leaned forward and asked, "So, Sue's weakness is like this?"

“That’s not it.” Lu Kang smiled. “It’s you.”

"What?" Morgan didn't react at first.

Lu Kang repeated: "My weakness is you."

"..."

In that instant, the girl's face was no longer just rosy, but flushed bright red.

They dared not advance, yet were unwilling to retreat, and so they remained frozen in place—so close and soft, they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

after this.

You promised Morgan you would cast a crucial vote for her at the upcoming 'choosing ceremony'.

[You, who rule the windmill city of Aquinus, are practically the most powerful 'lord' within the entire Kingdom of Camelot—the entire Kingdom of Camelot is able to maintain its maximum operation and avoid shrinking inwards only because of your continuous supply of resources. In recent years, because you led the Huns to inject new strength into the Kingdom of Camelot, and because Vortigern has not marched south for several years, the internal power of the Kingdom of Camelot has far exceeded what it was before.]

Based on this, you can almost be considered a true 'Elector' – able to openly take sides on the matter of succession to the throne without anyone daring to voice any objections.

And your choice is considered perfectly reasonable by almost everyone in the Kingdom of Camelot.

Your close relationship with Princess Morgan le Fay is now common knowledge.

Having received your promise, Morgan le Fay left, his face flushed with satisfaction—though before leaving, he subtly touched your cheek when you weren't looking.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet revealing the thoughts of a young girl.

You watched Morgan's departing figure and chuckled to yourself.

Even if you yourself know—even if you support her, if Merlin and King Uther insist on their own way, unless they risk splitting Camelot, it will be very difficult for her to become the 'king'.

However, this is not the time to be 'rational'.

Furthermore, there's no rush at the moment.

Although King Uther is seriously ill, Merlin's methods should allow him to hold on for another two or three years.

You still have time.

【…】

The handsome young man standing in the Camelot courtyard smiled slightly, his expression inscrutable. After Morgan disappeared through the door the moment he left, he also turned his eyes to look into the depths of the courtyard next to him.

The light, girlish footsteps echoed from the shadows.

Immediately, a curious, clear voice rang out: "Is this the woman who is about to become our mother?"

"It seems quite good, Father—"

"Don't call me father, I don't have any children as big as you." Lu Kang stared at the figure speaking with a dark expression.

"Really, Father is so heartless, cold-hearted, and unreasonable. He woke us from our dazed and ignorant state, yet he refuses to take responsibility? Sure enough, all men are the same—"

The figure speaking was light and slender, with long scarlet hair falling to her waist. A bright red lace dress outlined her slender waist and undulating chest. Underneath the short skirt, stockings accentuated the soft flesh of her thighs, and the deep, pale red marks from the stocking tops contrasted sharply with her pale skin.

The girl's thin, red lips uttered words that sounded pitiful, but her red eyes gleamed with a mischievous, teasing glint—before Lu Kang could speak, another voice rang out from the side:

"Ah, Bavan Shi, I think if you keep 'provoking' your master, you'll probably have to go back to that dazed state right now!"

The other voice was much taller and stronger than the red-haired girl in the red dress. The tall blonde girl wore a black leather corset, her full breasts almost bursting out of her front, and her shorts tightly wrapped around her round buttocks. The muscles in her thighs were even more defined by the over-the-knee boots. The metallic sheen of her shoulder armor and arm armor contrasted with her wheat-colored skin, and the greatsword hanging at her waist swayed slightly with her steps, exuding a wild and dangerous beauty.

"Mind your own business, you big, stupid dog, Bagst!"

Bawan Xi seemed unconvinced by the words of the tall, fit young woman, but she refrained from 'provoking' Lu Kang any further—though she preferred to call it a prank.

Lu Kang glanced at them and shook his head helplessly.

Although they are different, both the former and the latter share a very obvious 'fairy' mark—a pair of sharp and extremely long ears.

[Bavan Hill and Bagst]