In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

With the outcome already predetermined, Artoria knew she would defeat Vortigern, because she wouldn't die at his hands, but the price she would pay in the process was unknown.

If possible, Artoria would naturally prefer to minimize the losses.

To achieve this goal, she must resolve the internal strife in the Kingdom of Camelot as soon as possible, so as to form a unified kingdom to confront Vortigern.

Although she knew that Yoshikage Kira would definitely help her, Artoria didn't want that. She hoped to solve everything through her own efforts and make Camelot a better place.

She wanted to prove to him that even without his help, she could still grow into an outstanding queen!

By then...

Artoria pursed her lips, "We'll talk about it then."

Chapter 251 Saxon: Oh no, I've become a substitute!

"King Arthur of Camelot..."

In a room high up in the castle, Morgan stood by the window, looking out.

On the bustling, cobblestone streets, King Arthur, wearing a mask as majestic as a lion's, rode a white horse at the head of the procession, followed closely by his knights. Enthusiastic crowds lined both sides of the street, cheers rising and falling, celebrating King Arthur's triumphant return—a triumphant parade.

Morgan murmured to himself, his feelings a mix of emotions.

Even though her feelings for Artoria were still quite complicated, she had to admit that Artoria's performance was impeccable.

In just two months, she completely quelled the internal strife in the Kingdom of Camelot. Most of the Saxons who invaded the country were defeated, driven out, or annihilated by the knights she led.

Everyone can clearly recognize one fact:

Under this king's leadership, Camelot, which had been devastated by Vortigern's conquest, was now experiencing a resurgence. Everyone believed that under King Arthur's leadership, Camelot would surely become great again!

The better Artoria did, the more complicated Morgan's feelings became.

On one hand, she had to admit Artoria's excellence, and even felt proud occasionally when she received news of Artoria's victory—truly worthy of being the King of Camelot, and worthy of being her sister.

On the other hand, the better Artoria performed, the more conflicted Morgan became.

Because she was never able to completely let go of the resentment in her heart.

If she were in Artoria's position, she believed she would have done no worse, and perhaps even better. The only reason she hadn't succeeded was because Artoria had taken away the opportunities that should have been hers.

Even though Morgan knew she shouldn't have such feelings, and knew that Artoria had to bear the heavy burden of being a queen while gaining honor, she still couldn't help but feel jealous.

She was unable to control her emotions, and sometimes even acted impulsively...

"Knock knock~!"

The knocking only fueled Morgan's anger, and his voice grew colder:

"Who?"

“It’s me, Morgan. May I come in?”

A girl's melodious voice, like that of a lark, came from outside the door.

"Vivian, come in."

Morgan's expression softened slightly, and his voice became much gentler without him noticing.

The blonde fairy girl pushed open the door, looked at the silver-haired girl standing by the window, and asked with concern:

"Are you alright, Morgan?"

"I've always been fine, why do you ask?"

For magicians, illness is virtually impossible, as they can heal themselves at any time with magic. Even fatal injuries are irrelevant; as long as they are not instantly dead, as long as they have a breath left and can still perform magic, they can revive themselves.

Of course, not all magicians have such outstanding talent, but Morgan was confident that he could do it.

Morgan was puzzled by her concern precisely because he was confident enough in himself. What was there to worry about?

No, I don't mean the body.

Morgan's answer did not put Vivian at ease; instead, it made the fairy-like girl's eyes even more worried.

"Ever since the news of King Arthur's triumphant return arrived, you've locked yourself in your room. Do you still hate her?"

Morgan remained silent for a long time, then murmured softly:

"I do not know."

She was certain that she was jealous of Artoria, but could it really reach the level of "hatred"?

Morgan believed it was impossible.

But if it wasn't because of "hatred," why would she still be jealous of Artoria even though she knew she shouldn't be like that?

"Hmm~"

Vivian was conflicted. Although she could see into other people's hearts, she wasn't a particularly good counselor.

She didn't know how to comfort others, and she didn't even dare to reveal the fact that she had "fairy eyes"—because she knew that once such a fact was exposed, it was very likely to attract strange looks from others, and might even destroy the friendship that they had worked so hard to build.

No one likes having their secrets spied on, even if such spying is not done with any malicious intent.

Despite Morgan's occasional dark thoughts, Vivian still considered her a good person. This was because she never acted on these thoughts, nor did she allow them to linger in her mind; at most, they were just occasional fleeting musings.

Even so, Vivian still felt she should try to persuade her.

But she wasn't good at that kind of thing, so...

"or,"

Vivian suggested, "Shall we go ask Kira-kun?"

"what?"

Morgan's previously gentle expression immediately vanished, becoming expressionless, and he said coldly:

"It's not necessary!"

Vivian was somewhat perplexed. She could tell that Morgan didn't dislike Yoshikage Kira, but she consistently avoided contact with him. This occasionally puzzled Vivian, because she couldn't understand why Morgan did this—because Morgan herself didn't know; she just had this inexplicable aversion.

Vivian thought it might be because of Artoria, but she had no proof.

Morgan countered:

"Besides, he's not even in the castle right now, is he?"

"Hmm, that's true."

Vivian muttered to herself, "A few days ago, Kira Yoshikage took Meiruchina away from the castle and they didn't know where they went. They haven't come back yet."

Looking back now, Vivian also harbors a little resentment.

What is that?

They've been together since they came into this world, so why is she the only one excluded? Is there something she can't participate in?

Morgan looked at Vivian's resentful eyes, and his expression became somewhat subtle.

To this day, she still cannot understand why Vivian, as a fairy, would care so much about a human.

He looks quite ordinary, so what's so great about him?

Perhaps because she heard Morgan's thoughts, Vivian didn't dwell on it for long, and changed the subject by asking:

"You still don't want to acknowledge her?"

Morgan is Artoria's older sister, so theoretically she doesn't need to show her face in public.

However, she could also greet Artoria as the queen, which would also be in accordance with etiquette.

But she remained there instead of greeting Artoria like Igraine did, which made her attitude quite clear.

Morgan hesitated:

"The reason is not that simple."

"Is it complicated?" Vivian asked doubtfully, but Morgan's heart didn't tell her that.

-

Inside the magnificent castle, when the count who ruled here was forced into his room and watched helplessly as his chief knight and guards were all slaughtered, he finally, in extreme fear and grief, angrily questioned:

"Do you even deserve to call yourselves knights?!"

puff!

He received no answer, for a sharp longsword had already pierced his chest, and with a slight twist, it easily shredded his heart.

Warm blood flowed from the wound, while the count's body gradually grew cold.

Meiliuqina loosened her grip on the sword hilt and asked obediently:

"Brother, is this okay?"

"Ah."

Yoshikage Kira nodded slightly. "Do you remember how I taught you?"

Mei Liuqina tilted her head and replied seriously:

"We must be compassionate and never let anyone die alone. If possible, we should let their family accompany them."

Yoshikage Kira asked again:

"So, what should we do next?"

After thinking for a moment, Melyuchina pulled the sword out of the count's chest, causing the count's obese body to lose its support and slide to the ground.

Then, the girl walked step by step to the bed in the bedroom, raised the sword in her hand high, and then stabbed it down with force.

The longsword pierced through the wooden planks and velvet bedding, accompanied by the piercing of flesh and the painful groans of a person, with bright red blood flowing from under the bed.

"Feel sorry."

Mei Liuqina's face showed a hint of guilt, "I almost forgot about you all."

The whole family should be together, that's what her brother taught her.

"Well done."

Yoshikage Kira encouraged the fairy girl by gently stroking her soft, silver hair.

"Hmm~"

Meiliu Qina squinted her eyes like a kitten, tilted her head back, and rubbed against Kira Yoshikage's palm.