The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 90 Morgan: Another Unexpected Ecstasy
Camelot's envoy came much later than expected, but this is nothing surprising, after all, this season's Galo City has been blocked by heavy snow.

But what really surprised Menechel was that the messenger of Camelot's visit this time was Agvin.If it were another person, Menechel might really choose to avoid it.

From time to time, Agguiwen raised his head and looked at the silent Menechel. When he first saw Menechel with white armor and white guns, Agguiwen really couldn't recognize him, especially the face of the other party. It was also mostly covered by the head armor.

But when they entered the reception room and were alone with Menechel and took off his headgear, Agguiwen was even more unrecognizable. He could only see a few black hairs here and there among the white hair, perhaps it was Affected by hair color, Menechel's stern face in memory became much softer.

Agguiwen opened his mouth, but after all he only choked out a greeting:
"Is your body okay?"

"It's nothing serious." He took a sip of the liquid in the glass, and the familiar bitter taste washed away his fatigue.Menechel's gaze turned to the outside of the house. Although there should be nothing wrong with letting his deputy look after Mordred for a while, he still couldn't help but pray that the training this morning would make Mordred calm down for a while.

"You didn't go from Camelot to Belu just to comfort me, did you?" Menechel spread his hands, and showed Agguiwen his embarrassment at this time indifferently.Based on his many years of friendship with Agguivin, this serious knight would not do such an emotional thing.

"Just say what you have to say, I remember Agguiwen, you are not such a hypocritical person."

Agguiwen's fingers intertwined with each other, and he didn't know what kind of expression was shown under the helmet.

"I came here to invite you to a banquet in Camelot City."

After saying this, Agguiwen bowed his head in shame. If it wasn't for his mother's persecution, Agguiwen would never be able to say such shameless remarks.

Although there had been speculations earlier, it was a different feeling to hear this passage from Agguiwen.Menechel took a sip of the bitter liquid in the cup, and his brows could not help but frown:
"What's the current situation in Camelot City?"

"Even though Lord Merlin is standing guard, the defense is still very tense."

Almost all the well-known knights were brought to the front line by Artoria, and the defense of Camelot City was unprecedentedly weak.

"Then, did Teacher Merlin ask you to come?" Following these words, the air in the room stagnated, and Agguiwen raised his head and saw Menechel's red pupils, which were slightly stained. The look of the past has once again returned to some old faces.

But... the pressure is still too low.

"No, it's my mother." Aguevin replied with a normal expression. The aura he endured when he fought around with Menechel in the early years was much stronger than this, so now he is suddenly facing weakening. The version of [Minechel's Aura], Agguiwen was not used to it for a while.

"Mother?"

Seeing that Menechel couldn't turn around, Agguiwen added: "My mother is Morgan."

"She has kids?"

Menechel was a little stunned. From Morgan's appearance, it was completely impossible to tell that the other party already had such a big child.

"Didn't Gao Wenqing mention it to you?"

Menechel made a novel discovery from Aggregwin's words - Gawain seemed to be Morgan's son too, so Gawain wasn't his... nephew.

In the future, when I take Gao Wen to drink, I can talk about my own.

Menechel quickly recovered from this kind of gossip information that he learned by chance. After all, he has passed the age of curiosity. He once again brought back the topic that was gradually deviating from the right track: "I was informed by the king. The order is to carry out the task of guarding the city of Galo, and you should not leave when it is not necessary."

As for what is the necessary moment - it is estimated that it will have to wait until Camelot is attacked.

Agguiwen stopped talking. He had already expected such an ending before the visit. After all, his name was Agguiwen and he was not Afriel. How could he lure Minechel back to Camelot City with just a few words.

But now that what needs to be said has been said, Agguiwen can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He stood up, glanced at Menechel before going out, and finally couldn't help but say:

"Master Menechel, it may not be peaceful recently."

Menechel was taken aback for a moment, met Agravin's inorganic and plain eyes, nodded and said, "I will pay attention."

Agguivin was not sure whether Menechel really understood the meaning of his words, but he could only say so much. His fate was already firmly controlled by the woman named Morgan, and he had no intention of resisting.

Aguevin refused Menechel's send-off, and disappeared alone in the wind and snow outside the house.Menechel watched Agguivin leave, his face gradually turned gloomy.

Morgan has a problem.

His pupils began to elongate, and the red and black magic power overflowed from his body surface, but it quickly disappeared at a faster speed.

"Morgan! Morgan..."

He closed his eyes, and he couldn't prove whether Morgan was behind the scenes.Even if it is really the other party, what can he do with his current situation?

"Now, there is probably only one chance."

……

Morgan, who was far away in Camelot City, witnessed everything through the eyes of Agguvin.

Fortunately, Menechel seemed to know nothing about magic, so Morgan succeeded in achieving his goal so easily.

She was a little dissatisfied with Agguivin's awkward performance, but Menechel's frail appearance with white hair made up for the regret in Morgan's heart.

It seems that Afriel is not useless.

Morgan thought with satisfaction.

She took it for granted that Menechelle's rapid aging was due to Avriel's doing nothing.

It hadn't been confirmed before, but now, through the petition of the cowardly nobles in the city and Merlin's inaction, Morgan got the chance to witness his masterpiece.

Mentioning Merlin, Morgan couldn't help clenching his teeth—this old man wouldn't think that he would be safe if he took Mordred away from Camelot, would he?
"Then next..." Morgan's eyes turned elsewhere, and it was Altria who was on an expedition in the picture, and Camelot, who was advancing all the way, had unknowingly gone deep into the country, and her stupid sister probably wasn't immersed in the company yet In the joy of winning without knowing the danger approaching?
With Camelot's current defense strength, only 5000 troops are enough to change the situation of the battle-of course not enough under normal circumstances, but who would have thought that she would actually help foreign enemies invade their country?
　The plot is not easy to write, and there are loopholes in the logic, so I will take it as soon as possible

　　
　
(End of this chapter)