Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Chapter 108 Returning to the Old Capital

This truth surprised Yinglin greatly, but she quickly recovered and was not surprised at all; on the contrary, she felt fortunate.

If that's the case, that would be wonderful.

Never mind, let's appease Morgan first.

Morgan would only hint at his secrets, never revealing them directly.

The most obvious example is their exquisite yet gentle techniques.

One or two is one thing, but how come someone who has never even read a book knows so much and is so good at taking care of others, washing their body with hot water, setting up a suitable temperature barrier, and covering them with a blanket?

Their smooth and meticulous movements leave little room for guesswork.

The witch was very nervous tonight, but the expected pain did not occur.

At most, I just felt that something was a little strange.

It is clear that Yinglin's experience was entirely gained through practice.

Having confirmed the truth, Morgan didn't say much, but simply lay peacefully in his lover's arms and gradually fell asleep.

……

The next day

The battle against the White Dragon is finally about to begin.

Before setting off, Yinglin and Artoria each gathered 20,000 troops, mainly for the aftermath of the war.

Although not all the Saxons were dead, the remaining ones lived in fear.

These guilty foreigners, no matter how good their excuse, should pay with their lives the moment they invade someone else's homeland!

When the army marched in, and the knights, wielding the Sun Wheel Sword and as radiant as the sun, charged through the city gates, the Saxons who had been ordered by the White Dragon to defend the city raised their hands, seemingly trying to gain their sympathy in this way.

Standing beside Yinglin, Artoria's emerald green eyes flashed with a hint of reluctance, but she still drew her Golden Sword of Certain Victory.

"Kill them. Their sins can only be washed away with blood."

"of course."

Artoria's reaction was not unexpected to Ying Lin. After all, she was just an ordinary village girl before, and now she was about to kill 10,000 people. Naturally, she would feel reluctant.

Fortunately, she was by no means a foolish woman with chivalrous ideals ingrained in her mind; she would also wield her sword in the face of injustice in the world.

The soldiers behind them watched as if they were spectators, observing from afar as Britain's two strongest knights beheaded the Saxons who tried to resist, leaving almost no survivors.

If they do exist, they will be wiped out by Artoria's sworn brother, Kai, with his men, leaving no survivors.

Morgan, on the other hand, covered his entire body with magic, hiding himself and floating in the air, gazing at the entire Camelot.

This time, with Artoria's help, she was able to free up her hands to fully utilize the powers of the island's lord and compete with Vortigern, who had occupied Camelot for a long time, for control.

The situation on Bailong's side instantly became dire. How could Vortigern not come out? He suddenly rushed out of the castle, transformed into his true form, and looked at the two figures that had already attacked him.

"It's you, my niece!"

He shouted those words with intense resentment.

If Merlin existed, of course it wouldn't have been spread.

However, the person staying next to Artoria was Meli, who was fast asleep after having a big meal yesterday, so she couldn't possibly care about what the white dragon was saying.

The British soldiers didn't react much; they simply assumed Vortigern was referring to Morgan.

Only Kai was extremely worried, fearing that her identity would be exposed.

"No need to think about it, I'm talking about you, King Arthur. You're a woman too, and also my niece!"

Upon hearing this, the entire arena fell silent instantly, with only the booming sound of Ying Lin's fiery sword energy resounding through the sky.

"Gender? I don't care anymore."

Artoria remained extremely calm. She was not easily swayed by the White Dragon's words. Instead, she cooperated with Shadow Scales to relentlessly attack Vortigern, forcing him to retreat continuously and putting him at risk of being driven out of Camelot.

"Why!" Bai Long was puzzled as to why she was so indifferent to power.

My brother, how exactly did you raise her?!

"Boy or girl, my only belief is to kill you, this scourge, and bring peace to Britain!"

With no more trump cards left, the white dragon could only fight desperately, using every ounce of his strength.

However, apart from being able to draw upon Camelot's magic just now, he is no longer able to do so.

Camelot's control gradually fell into Morgan's hands!

These two nieces.

His plan was completely thwarted!

"Morgan, you've done a great job, but your wish will never be fulfilled!"

The white dragon roared to the sky, but his regret before his death did not affect the three most crucial figures in this battle.

On the contrary, Morgan was very satisfied with Artoria's performance.

She openly and honestly admitted that she was a girl, without any pretense, which made her statement powerful and assertive. She then directly took out the weapon that was supposed to be given to Artoria.

"Crazy girl, catch!"

When giving it to him, he didn't forget to make a joke.

The sword Excalibur, along with its immortal scabbard, fell before Artoria.

She looked up in surprise at Morgan in the air.

Since she acquired the Spear of Rungomminiad, she didn't actually need the Holy Sword.

But if Morgan is willing to give it, then she will naturally accept it.

"Thanks, sister."

Including...last night.

Artoria couldn't help but laugh, trying hard to suppress her emotions, she drew Excalibur and quickly jumped to Shadowlin's side.

"Give him the fatal blow!"

"it is good!"

Like sisters, the holy swords intertwined, instantly unleashing a terrifying energy storm. The sun encouraged them, casting pure light that converged before them, gradually forming a pillar of light even larger than the white dragon, enveloping the entire Camelot.

Feeling a deadly threat, Vortigern abandoned Camelot without a second thought and fled at lightning speed.

However, all his movements were seen by Morgan. The island lord's power was unleashed at full force, creating a barrier in front of the charging white dragon, which solidly blocked his charge. When he crashed into it, his body was forced to slam into the ground, and he was bombarded with magic one after another.

With nowhere to escape, the white dragon faced only death. Brilliant light erupted from Camelot, crashing into the battered dragon's body and shattering it instantly. Even its soul and spirit vanished into the endless light.

Thus, the infamous Vortigern received his just punishment and died on British soil.

"Phew, it's finally over."

With Artoria's help, even though she wasn't fully grown up yet, together they could kill the white dragon as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, without any difficulty at all.

"Yes, the British have finally escaped the most terrifying shadow. Now all that's left are monsters, and... the Roman Empire, and sea pirates."

With her strongest enemy gone, Artoria can finally focus her attention on these areas.

I believe that in just a few months, the pride and dignity of the British people will be completely restored!

"I will work with you to solve this."

"Ah."

Protected by the surrounding light, Artoria boldly reached out her hand for the first time and took the initiative to grasp the hand of the man who made her happy.

Chapter 109 Artoria's Secret

Morgan gave her Excalibur, though he did so in a good mood, to hasten the death of the white dragon and to retrieve Camelot more quickly.

However, this also provided Artoria with important cover.

Seeing that Morgan hadn't noticed, the image of Mary and Shadow Lin kissing last night flashed through her mind again, making Artoria bolder, and she decisively hugged Shadow Lin.

This action stunned Ying Lin. Looking at the audacious blonde girl, he understood her intentions even more.

However, she was still a country girl and felt shy. After trying it out for a while, she decisively separated from them, straightened her clothes, pretended that nothing had happened, and walked towards Kai and the others.

Throughout the journey, her heart was beating so fast that even her Red Dragon Heart could hardly contain it.

I'm so... excited!

It's fun too.

Artoria took two deep breaths, trying hard not to appear too excited. She looked expressionless, but a slight smile played on her lips as she walked towards the army.

When people saw her arrive, they naturally went up to greet her.

The knights Yinglin brought silently shielded him in front of them, and an officer asked cautiously.

"Sir, we have won, but... how should we handle the distribution of spoils?"

After all, Artoria has already admitted that she is a girl, so Morgan should rightfully have a share in Camelot's inheritance!

"Don't worry, she won't do that."

As expected, the girl named Knight King abandoned Camelot, rode away on her horse, and left.

Her nonchalance was so captivating that it was impossible for anyone present to see it clearly.

"This……"

Yinglin explained to his subordinates' questions.

“Power is the most important thing. As for power, even King Uther, whom you all worshipped so much, still died.”

Suddenly, they understood why Artoria did this, and gradually fell silent.

"Alright, forget about all that and let's get this cleaned up."

"Yes!"

When everyone had left, Morgan, who was the first to go to the castle, invited Yinglin over.

Inside the magnificent castle, Morgan sat on the new dark blue throne, excitedly stroking the handles, feeling the terrifying magic emanating from them, and murmured.

"Finally, it's a success, Camelot, my homeland, I'm finally back."

As soon as she finished speaking, the witch, who always wore a robe that completely concealed her beautiful figure, looked up at her beloved. The moment she saw Ying Lin, she immediately flew down, took his hand, and walked towards the throne.

"Come, my beloved husband, let us witness this moment of miracle!"

"My dream will also come true."

"However, the management of fairies."

Morgan was having a bit of a headache; aside from the one she considered, she didn't really rely on morality for the rest.

If Yinglin were to handle it, it might cause a lot of trouble.

"It depends on your current thoughts." Yinglin didn't answer; he would fully support Morgan whatever he wanted to do.

The witch, who was being held, thought about it carefully.

Yinglin hesitated for a long time between his dreams and the troubles he faced.

In the end, she just smiled, kissed the man's neck, and murmured.

"If I can't even do such a simple question, I'd be really bad."

One's own dreams are certainly important.

But Yinglin's feelings are even more important than this!

"I thought you were really going to send a fairy."

Fairies in the pan-human history are not so evil, but they are still very troublesome beings.