In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

“The moon tonight,” he said, “is perfect for drinking that bottle of fairy-brewed red wine you’ve been hiding.”

Morgan's back stiffened for a moment, then a cold snort came: "...Don't talk nonsense when you're drunk."

Her voice remained feignedly indifferent, but Lu Kang was certain that the bottle of wine would appear in his room tonight.

So many years.

Still so 'arrogant'.

But you don't actually like drinking.

[It was just an excuse to get Morgan to 'spend the night' in his room.]

You are not yet married, or even engaged, but it's not just outsiders who can see it; you both know it in your hearts—aside from that final hurdle, you've done everything you should have done.

All you lack is an opportunity.

[The most suitable and appropriate time to mention it]

"The moonlight tonight is truly beautiful."

Lu Kang looked up at the night sky above and down at the twinkling lights below, lost in thought.

"What I'm saying isn't nonsense."

Everything should be—

It's sped up.

That night, you proposed to Morgan.

That same night, the sounds of panting emanated from your bedroom deep within the Camelot mansion, continuing until noon the following day.

【…】

On the third day after the king's return, Artoria announced the formal formation of her own 'Knights' Order'—just like the late King Uther.

Although there was no formal knightly class during King Uther's reign, he was surrounded by 150 powerful warriors who held the title of knight.

Artoria will also follow King Uther's example and use this to attack Vortigern in the north.

[The King has appointed you as the Vice-Grand Master of the Knights, the Chief Knight of the Kingdom of Camelot, the leader of the Royal Guard, and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom—holding multiple positions and wielding great power.]

[If only she didn't use this as an excuse to frequently come and freeload off you.]

The king's appetite remains as enormous as ever.

[Aside from that, I just hope I don't bring up the 'Roman tradition'.]

You thought to yourself

After all, you've already done the assassination attempt on the King once.

[The King reappointed Merlin to continue serving as the First Court Magician, the King's advisor.]

She has entrusted you to summon the nation's most elite knights.

With the legitimacy of 'King Arthur' and the prestige of 'Grand Duke of Knights' Subatai, those powerful figures will surely arrive in droves.

This is indeed the case.

The decree of the king and the grand duke.

For every powerful knight of that era, it was an unparalleled honor.

Even foreign knights rushed to come.

The Story of King Arthur: Myths and Legends? — Raymond Gust

...

You have summoned a great many fairies.

You have formed a knightly order called the 'Fairy Knights'.

Artoria was greatly shocked, but still granted the fairies the title of knights of the king, thus forming the Fairy Knights.

The heavens surged, and the shadows of the Counterforce Guardians intertwined.

You have chosen 'backtracking' again.

[Let's go back three days to before the fairy appeared]

Merlin: "..."

The Nightmare Magician, the Court Sage—I'm speechless.

Is playing with inhibitions really fun?

In this regard.

Lu Kang could only answer, "Yes."

"Very interesting!"

...

"Great King Vortigern, why are you so afraid?"

at the same time.

Northern Britain, on Hadrian's Wall.

Bathed in radiant light.

The chalk dragon perched atop the castle slowly opened its golden eyes and let out a deep, long breath.

Although it sounds incredible, the Ansar, a barbarian tribe that occupied Hadrian's Wall and was forcibly united by Vortigern, all felt this during this period.

— He sensed Vortigern's fear.

The chalk dragon, which should have been roaming the skies of the British Isles, has been hiding deep within its northern lair.

Even after King Euthyne died, they still dared not march south.

This is clearly abnormal.

Chapter 219 The Truth Revealed by Vortigern: The Windmill Monster and the Radiance of the Holy Lance

Because of Vortigern's unusual behavior, rumors even circulated among the many tribes of the Onsa people under his command that Vortigern was afraid of the birth of a new king in the southern kingdom of Camelot.

The first day that Vortigern fearfully hid atop the castle was also the beginning of Merlin, the sage of Camelot, announcing his prophecy and choosing a king with the sword in the stone.

Merlin's prophecy that the son of the red dragon would surely defeat the white dragon was even known to the people of Onsa.

At first, it was naturally not something people would believe.

Even though the myth of Vortigern's invincibility had long been debunked, and even though he had been defeated by Subatai—witnessed by many Anssa people.

However, the power of the Cretaceous Dragon remains undeniable. Anyone with eyes can see what happened that day; it was Subotai's scheme against the White Dragon, not a complete suppression of its pure strength.

However, Vortigern's unusual behavior actually confirmed the truth of those rumors.

He seemed genuinely afraid!

Fear of the 'King' of the South

Fear of the so-called 'Son of the Red Dragon'...

"Foolish savage!"

The dragon's rage erupted instantly at the wizard's seemingly sincere persuasion. The surging, scorching dragon flames burned layers of black folds and even cracks in the space itself. The wizard, howling and turning into withered bones, collapsed to the ground. The dragon's eyes, wide open in the flames, hung high above the magnificent hall like a sun crown. Vortigern was filled with genuine rage.

The prophecy of that charlatan Merlin.

How could the so-called son of the red dragon possibly inspire fear in him?

What I truly fear—

"Not some unknown 'kid'!"

Vortigern did not deny his fear.

Anyone who has experienced death will inevitably experience this.

Anyone who experiences setbacks after giving their all will inevitably fall into a period of despair.

Even after that, everything disappears and you are inexplicably 'resurrected'.

Even after that, Britain lost 'two years'.

Only he remembers...

Even though it is the embodiment of an island and a negative manifestation, Vortigern ultimately exists in the form of a living being.

Living beings have always feared death.

Inevitable.

But if that's all there is to it, he may suffer a temporary setback, but he won't be permanently ruined.

But if that's all there is to it...

As the embodiment of the island, with its inexhaustible instinct for evolution, as long as it does not truly die, it can make up for its own defects and fight again.

But unfortunately.

He doesn't just remember the experience of his own death.

In that instant of reaching the 'death zone', he witnessed an even more terrifying scene.

He saw that guy...

"Subatai Equinus?!"

Vortigern's deep roar shook the castle high above, causing the walls, Hadrian's Wall connecting the castle, and the surrounding mountains to tremble as if roaring.

Amidst this turmoil, dark magic spreads rampantly, and the wrath of dragons is mixed with fear.

Amidst this turmoil.

A figure appeared as if it had torn open a rift in space—

"Are you looking for me?"

A sound was heard.

Whatever is said will be known.

This is one of the characteristics that Lu Kang possessed after creating 'mind magic'!

However, in any era, there are simply too many people who recite Lu Kang's name, so many that he has no time to distinguish them one by one.

This characteristic exists in every era.

However, it is different from Futigeng.

The Cretaceous Dragon, with its mysterious specifications, quality, and thickness, was enough to elicit an instantaneous response from Lu Kang.

of course.

What arrived was not the real body, but a phantom projection manifested by Lu Kang through magic—his real body was still in Camelot, attracting knights from all directions.

Lu Kang, who had just arrived, stood in the hall ablaze with dragon flames, staring at the ferocious, glaring white dragon before him, and merely grinned:

"You are truly despicable, 'Despicable' Voodoo!"

“Subatai Equinus?...” Vortigern’s dragon eyes widened, but his pupils contracted more and more.

His roar was like thunder, and his breathing rose and fell like the tides.

Although he appeared imposing and powerful, Lu Kang could sense his inner emptiness and fear from thousands of miles away.

The dragon's soul is flawed.

"Are you that afraid of death?" Lu Kang asked.

...It's just that I died once.

...It was just a matter of experiencing death once.

He's been through this three times already!

Lu Kang, who possessed the 'simulator,' thought rather shamelessly—

“Death...I am naturally afraid of it.”