In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

They provided irrefutable and powerful assistance to the 'King'.

Eternal Lord

...

At the age of twenty-five, King Arthur waged wars on all sides, winning numerous major victories, driving out the Onssa tribe in the north, and subjugating many surrounding kingdoms, deposing them from the title of 'King' to that of 'Duke'.

In this year, the Kingdom of Knights stood majestically to the east of the European continent, attracting the attention of many nations on the continent—Artoria, with her near-ideal queenly figure, attracted countless followers.

In that year, countless brave warriors from other countries crossed the sea to come and seek refuge with us.

[Among them, the strongest is Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, son of Bane from Gaul, whom you defeated, and who received the blessing and protection of the elves of the Gallic Lakes, unlike the fairies of Britain.]

He inherited his father's martial arts skills and even surpassed them.

He has inherited his father's glory, but he goes even further.

[He represents the pinnacle of martial arts in an era, possessing divine martial prowess and boundless martial refinement.]

"Lancelot, huh..."

Deep within the Camelot Palace.

Standing beside Artoria's throne, Lu Kang looked down at the tall young man with short blue hair and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Between these glances.

A hint of fighting spirit also flickered in the eyes of the young man named Lancelot.

He had clearly heard of the name 'Subatai Equinus'.

【interesting】

What you think

At this moment, the 'chivalrous code' in your mind also shines with a brilliant light.

In that instant, it transformed into real yet invisible 'chains'.

[Unexpected]

[This 'Knightly Code,' which you originally intended to use as a tool for condensation and extraction, has actually become more complete than the 'Martial Crown' you were truly trying to forge.]

Emerging at the right time and in the right era

[It's like—specifically designed for 'Lancelot']

[The Executioner's 'tools']

...

Apart from Grand Duke Fulong.

He was still stained with the blood of knights, the executioner of knights.

*Welsh Stories: Mabinogião (excerpt by Suberty)*

...

As far as you know, Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, would indeed commit a grave mistake that a knight should never be allowed to make in a timeline without you.

Chapter 221 The End Era, The Birth of Mordred

[You know that in the storyline you knew before you were a time traveler, the knight Lancelot would develop complex feelings of pity for the 'King' after accidentally learning Artoria's true gender. He would then seek solace in Guinevere, the future queen of 'King Arthur,' who also knew Artoria's true gender, and embark on an illicit affair called Petura. Even when he was finally discovered, Lancelot killed many Knights of the Round Table to escape.]

But you're actually not worried about this.

[Because, as far as you know, the reason Lancelot embarked on that path was essentially because Artoria Pendragon, under Merlin's tutelage, was more like a rational monster than a human—no matter how her knights, soldiers, or even subjects criticized her as their queen, Lydia would always remain silent and accept it all. She never showed her humanity as a human being—that attitude instilled fear in the knights who followed her—and made the outsider Lancelot feel something was amiss.]

[But now, the Artoria you've taught is quite different.]

Although she maintained the demeanor of a king who never showed her emotions, and the posture befitting a righteous and awe-inspiring knight-king, she never accepted unwarranted accusations and would fight them to the ground—she knew all the consequences of her actions, and also accepted the joys and sorrows of being human.

Therefore, under her command

Lancelot will never have the chance to develop those inappropriate feelings, nor will he have the chance to embark on that path.

Even if that day ever comes...

You wouldn't tolerate it either.

【…】

[After that]

In the following years, Artoria fought tirelessly, conquering the northern islands of Scotland beyond the British Isles and expanding the Kingdom of Camelot to the Irish Isles, separated by the Inland Sea.

[Thirteen wars raged for seven years, yet the king's demeanor remained unchanged from when he was fifteen.]

That youthful yet dignified demeanor has earned him the utmost admiration from countless people.

At the same time, it also aroused deep-seated fear in countless people.

[Lia didn't seem surprised by this result, because you had told her long ago that eternal sublimity is not necessarily right, and that unchanging eternity can also be feared.]

She accepted it all.

It was like Merlin's 'advice' to her when she was drawing her sword.

She is prepared for whatever the outcome.

However, she never lacked eloquent rebuttals to those who accused her of being a demon—in a dream, she even joined you in loudly berating those ignorant fools.

A king may be eternal, but he is never alone.

But whether others respect or fear, whether they yearn for it or are terrified of it—Camelot has already reached unprecedented heights.

[A truly unified British Isles, something even the Roman Empire at its zenith could not achieve.]

[From this point on, the conquests of the Kingdom of Camelot came to a brief pause.]

The same

After losing the opportunity to continue expanding outwards

Many problems have gradually emerged.

First, the environment gradually became so barren that even the windmill town began to experience consecutive years of poor harvests.

With the death of Vortigern and the further awakening of Arthur, the son of the red dragon, the island seemed to be dissatisfied that the Celts living on it had not perished but had instead grown stronger. The environmental changes became increasingly drastic. The crops that originally thrived here could hardly survive and only survived thanks to the seeds you brought from the southern continent of Europe. At this point, it seemed that even those conditions had been lost.

Fortunately, you had made ample preparations in advance; you had already stockpiled enough grain to supply the entire country for ten years.

You solved this problem.

But the second problem that follows is beyond your control.

"No, you can, Lord Subotai."

Inside the residence of Aquinus in Camelot—or perhaps it should be called the 'Prime Minister's Residence'—the silver-haired, red-eyed sage Merlin paid a visit, gazing at the tall, handsome young man in his thirties who still looked youthful and vibrant, and spoke thus.

Having completely shed his childishness, Lu Kang's superior appearance even surpasses that of Gawain, the 'Knight of the Sun' from the Knights of the Round Table. If it weren't for the fact that the entire nation of Britain knew he was already married, and that his wife was Princess Morgan le Fay, the sister of King Arthur and the daughter of the previous King Uther, he would undoubtedly be the number one dream lover in the hearts of all the women in the Kingdom of Camelot.

In a way, Merlin came here for this very reason!

"What can I do?"

Upon hearing what the man in front of him said, Lu Kang's expression turned quite strange: "You wouldn't be asking me to... with the King..."

“Well, this is indeed the only viable plan at the moment, isn’t it?” Merlin still had that smile on his face: “The king’s appearance has remained unchanged for many years, which has aroused fear in the hearts of many people. If there is no outstanding successor, then the future of the Kingdom of Camelot is completely out of the question!”

"That's just the ignorance of those fools." Lu Kangrui commented: "If there were a 'king' who never ages and can always remain wise, how many countries in Europe would have to kneel down and beg for him?"

Merlin responded, "That makes sense... but humans just don't listen to reason."

Lu Kang was rendered speechless by those words.

Humans are indeed unreasonable!

"In short, this is off the table, Merlin." Lu Kang stood up to see him off. "Also, before you leave, use magic to get rid of your scent—otherwise, I can't guarantee that Morgan won't 'go berserk' once he senses it."

"..."

Merlin slunk away.

"As a renowned 'sage,' he even has to go through back channels to leave—that's really... in line with his usual style."

As Lu Kang spoke, he glanced at the figure standing behind him and asked, "What do you think?"

Morgan le Fay, Subatai Equinus—your wife in this life—has stood there from beginning to end.

Her long, silvery-white hair reached her waist, and her cold, purple eyes exuded a sense of oppression.

She wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her full bust, her slender yet powerful waist, her flat and firm abdomen, and the slit in the skirt revealing her long, fair thighs and rounded, perky buttocks.

She still possesses the same stunning beauty she had when she was twenty.

She looks exactly like a young girl.

The girl watched Merlin leave with a cold smile, a strand of silver hair twirling between her fingers.

"That half-dream demon even had to use illusions to cover up his back door; it was truly a laughable mess."

She leaned against the gilded pillar, her bare thighs gleaming white in the candlelight: "However... his proposal regarding the successor isn't entirely without merit."

Lu Kang tilted his head slightly: "Are you serious? I'm your husband—"

"You don't like Artoria?" Morgan suddenly moved closer, her ample breasts almost touching his chest.

Lu Kang lowered his eyes and looked directly at him: "You know me, Morgan..."

"Only by refining copper can a nation become strong."

“But I am not the king, so I do not smelt copper.”

Morgan snorted, clearly understanding Lu Kang's pun from Chinese, and even followed up: "You mean that little girl is too young?"

"It's not small, so it's okay?"

What kind of logical deduction is this...? It's actually quite reasonable.

Isn't that the joy of nurturing?

But after so many years of marriage, Lu Kang naturally knew how to deal with the arrogant Morgan.

He smirked: "Not small? Then isn't that you? Of course I like you."

Morgan's ear tips turned bright red instantly.

The girl opened her mouth, but her full red lips suddenly seemed to choke, as if she didn't know what to say.

So, after hesitating to speak, and then wanting to speak again, she suddenly pushed him down onto the long table.

She straddled his waist, her skirt already disheveled.

"Then let's see how much you like me... Subatai Equinus."

Lu Kang chuckled and snapped his fingers, instantly creating a barrier of mind magic that enveloped the room.

The sound of panting was quickly drowned out by the rustling of fabric, and Morgan's carefully combed long hair was scattered all over the table.

Although you have been married for many years, your feelings for each other remain deep—and you continue to enjoy each other's company day after day.

However, Morgan wasn't wrong either.

Artoria's current situation is indeed somewhat awkward: her ageless beauty and the predicament of having no offspring—leaving aside the former, the latter is certainly not advantageous for a kingdom.

Later, Merlin suggested to King Arthur in court that she marry Guinevere, the daughter of King Rhodes, ruler of the southern islands.

Despite feeling indebted to Guinevere, whom she had never met, Artoria ultimately agreed to the arrangement, considering various factors.

That night, Artoria took you aside for a private meeting in the palace.

【…】

[A month later, the android baby named 'Mordred,' possessing the blood of the King, you, and Morgan, was born under Morgan's control, within the framework of magic.]

[Then, right after I was born, I was given to you, with nothing but disgust and loathing.]

This is actually the best choice.

Whether it's you, Morgan, or even Leah herself, due to their unique physical constitutions, it's inherently difficult for them to have children through normal means.

Only magic is the best method.

What's lacking is merely the 'materials' for casting spells.