Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

The man who was supposed to be Morgan's husband was attacked by Shirou last night and is currently locked in the closet in the next guest room.

"Hmm? When Shirou isn't around, you can just have Lord Lotte be my husband, hehe... What's with that expression?"

"Didn't you say you didn't care if I was hugged by other men? Just kidding, I'm your woman, and that's all."

Morgan advocated killing King Lothar, but Shirou suggested simply imprisoning him somewhere.

With Morgan's level of magic, this wouldn't be difficult to do; after all, she's a genius magician who could even seal Merlin away.

Then, Morgan also confessed to Shirou something she had been hiding.

"I never said it because I was afraid you would hate me."

There are actually three personalities living inside me. One is…

"I already knew it."

"Really? You knew all along... Waaaaaah!?"

Morgan was dumbfounded, and Shirou continued, "I already knew."

Over the years, I have had three older sisters who have always taken care of me.

One is Morgan, who has a princess personality and dotes on her older sister the most.

The other is Vivian, the fairy of the lake who watched over my growth and wanted to guide me to become the King of Britain.

The third is the wicked, devilish personality of Morgan le Fay, who yearns to dominate Britain, sweep away all obstacles, and then live a shameless life with me.

That is, you, the one I'm talking to right now, am I right?

"........."

Morgan le Fay's face flushed red: "How...how do you know all this so clearly? You even know I exist!"

"Of course I know best about my own woman's affairs."

Morgan le Fay, filled with shame and indignation, grabbed a pillow and smashed it over Shirou's head: "If you knew, you should have said so sooner! You idiot!"

In short, Morgan had three personalities.

Unlike ordinary multiple personality disorder, these three personalities can switch seamlessly at any time, and outsiders cannot detect it at all.

But in reality, each person's personality and temperament are quite different.

However, they have one thing in common—they both deeply love Shirou.

"Being loved by my three older sisters, I am probably the happiest younger brother in the world."

Shirou said with a smile, while Morgan just felt particularly embarrassed.

"Shirou really knows everything. I think I understand why Merlin-sensei chose you."

"No, that's the only thing Merlin misjudged."

"What do you mean?"

Shirou said, "I don't think I possess the qualities of a king who can rule Britain."

Morgan was somewhat displeased: "Shirou really likes to belittle himself."

"No, it's not about ability."

Shirou doesn't believe he can bring himself to dedicate himself to the country and its people.

Saving the common people... This proposition is too lofty and far-fetched for Shirou, like a castle in the air.

All he wanted was for a girl he knew to be happy, nothing more.

"Waaah... If this is your wish, then you've already achieved it, haven't you?"

Morgan snuggled closer and whispered in Shirou's arms, "I am already very happy, Shirou."

That being said, Shirou could not stand idly by in Britain’s current state, nor could he bear to see innocent people suffer.

"Therefore, I will do everything in my power to assist Morgan and help you become the greatest queen!"

"Ugh... I will try my best not to let Shirou down."

Morgan clenched his fist: "So what should I do? Is there anything I can do right now?"

"Let me think... What Morgan can do now, right... have a baby."

Snapped!

Morgan tapped Shirou on the head, blushing and scolding, "We're talking about serious matters!"

"Yes, I'm talking about serious matters."

Shirow explained to Morgan that the children she gave birth to as a mother would be exceptional.

Gawain, Agravan, Gahoris, Gareth, Mordred—nearly half of the Knights of the Round Table were Morgan's children.

In the not-too-distant future, Morgan's children will be able to help the two of them rule Britain, so Shirou hopes that Morgan will follow the original plot and have these children.

"What Shirou said is just like a prophecy from a myth..."

Morgan stroked her delicate chin and murmured, "If it's just a lie made up to deceive my sister about her body, then it seems a bit too exaggerated."

"It's not a lie! It's all true! And I can't be the father of these children, except for Mordred!"

"why?"

I will explain this later...

Shirou said, "In short, Morgan's first four children cannot be my children."

Of course...finding another man is absolutely out of the question! Yes! No! No way! No means no!!!

"...This is such a hassle, I know, I know."

Morgan stroked Shirou's hair as he nestled into her arms, looking at him affectionately, and nodded solemnly.

"Understood, I'll give it a try. This topic is indeed very interesting. But..."

She gazed intently at the red-haired boy, a seductive smile spreading across her face: "You'll help too, won't you, my little brother?"

And so, Shirou became the ○ provider for Morgan's "Round Table Knights Creation Project".

A month later.

Morgan provided the eggs, and then the gene fragments were extracted from Shirou's eggs.

Finally, the two were magically combined to create the first test-tube baby.

The child was named Gawain.

……

Under Shirou's conscious manipulation, everything seemed to be unfolding according to the original historical events.

Shirou returned to Merlin to continue his studies, while Morgan replaced the imprisoned King Loth and became the de facto ruler of Orkney.

Morgan declared that he was severing ties with his father, Joseph, claiming that he was the true King of Britain, and began an expansionist campaign from north to south.

After conquering many territories, people began to call Morgan the Fairy Queen.

The Fairy Queen, feared by all and renowned for her magic and cunning, harbors a secret unknown to everyone—

One night each month, she would leave her post to meet with Shirou, the son of her enemy.

King Uther was defeated by his brother Vortigern and died six months after Morgan married into Orkney.

Vortigern was the mastermind behind bringing the Saxons to the island and plunging Britain into war.

In order to defeat King Uther, he willingly drank dragon's blood and became a monster (King Uther).

Moreover, Vortigern even became the embodiment of the island's wrath—

The island of Britain was once a paradise of mystery and fantasy, but it has gradually declined due to human activity.

Now, the island's will has also begun to retaliate against humanity.

On the other side, Shirou was also proceeding methodically according to Artoria's route in the original work.

After King Euphoria's death, Shirou became the adopted son of the knight Hector.

To escape Vortigern's pursuit, Shirou changed his name to Artorius.

At the age of eighteen, Shirou completed the assignment given by Merlin: the most famous political show in human history—

He successfully pulled out the "Sword of the Chosen," which was said to be able to be pulled only by the true king.

The night before, he was sweating profusely on top of the witch, going in and out seven times, and the next morning he was chosen by the Sword in the Stone. Are you kidding me?

It was indeed a pre-programmed procedure; only I can pull it out, right?

What followed was a three-year pilgrimage.

Shirou, Merlin, and his sworn brother Kai travel around the British Isles together.

Sometimes they act bravely for justice, and sometimes they punish evil.

Of course, there was also the battle of wits with his arch-rival Morgan (on the surface).

During their journey, they also encountered a small white dog known as the Three-Eyed Cat Demon. Even the monster, strong as it was, could not defeat it despite its best efforts. In the end, they successfully subdued it with catnip.

The final stop on the pilgrimage was the lake area.

"You are an honest child. As a reward, please accept this golden sword and the invincible scabbard."

"No, I didn't drop anything into the lake!"

Shirou obtained the Star Sword (Excalibur) and its scabbard (Avalon) from Merlin's disciples—the fairies.

It's unclear when exactly, but the knights gradually gathered around Shirou, and Gawain and Agravain, who had grown up, also joined their ranks.

Under Merlin's powerful propaganda campaign, the name of the Knight King gradually became known to the world.

Meanwhile, the Saxons under Vortigern's command continued to wreak havoc on the island, seemingly an endless natural disaster.

Meanwhile, Morgan spent years conquering the Picts, completely unifying the north, and eyeing the south of Britain with predatory intent.

Beset by internal and external troubles, people began to place their hopes on Arthur (Shirou), regarding him as the savior of Britain.

One day, Shirou was forcibly given the Holy Lance Rungomminiad by Merlin.

"My king! You now possess the holy sword and the holy spear! There's no time to lose, let's go and defeat Vortigern! Let's go!"

Shirou was dragged by Merlin to the site of the final battle against the King.

Ahh... Being the king is so busy! Shirou misses his queen's lap pillow terribly.

……

……

"Holy Lance, pull anchor!"

"—Shining in the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad)!!"

"■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ (White Dragon's death scream)!!!"

……

……

"I never thought even Rungomminiad would be given this... A bunch of fools, in their attempt to overthrow the tyrant, they've brought about even greater destruction."

When I came to my senses, the victory cutscene was already playing. Are you kidding me?

In the drizzling rain, the body of the jet-black dragon, pierced by Shirou's holy spear, shattered and returned to the form of an old man in black robes.

“My brother, son of Yuther, you cannot save this country.”

You cannot bring victory to humanity, because—the age of mystery has long since ended.

"King Voodoo said in murmurs."

"Next comes the age of civilization, the age of humankind."

The forces at your core cannot coexist with humanity; as long as you live, Britain has no future.

Curse it. The Britain of yesteryear is long gone.

Shirou pulled the gun from the old man's bowed head, and the old man let out a terrifying laugh that shook even the fortress before returning to dust.