CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

Your return drew crowds to the streets of Camelot, who cheered the end of your journey. They had heard your legendary tales and began to believe you were the king Camelot needed. Your loyal soldiers and knights also celebrated your return, especially Lancelot, who was the first to greet you and offer his congratulations, as if every legendary story you had created made him proud as well.

You took the opportunity to inquire about what Lancelot had done while you were away, and discovered that this legendary knight was indeed a very reliable and trustworthy subordinate, as long as he didn't engage in illicit relationships.

[While you were searching for the Holy Lance]

Chapter 52

During this period, Lancelot not only led your army to sweep through the Saxons throughout Britain, but also took charge of recruiting and training Camelot soldiers. He used your army as a buffer, sending trained ordinary soldiers to the battlefield, and through real warfare, quickly cultivated a considerable number of veterans.

Most importantly, none of the battles he fought were meaningless or merely training exercises. He drew upon your origins and specifically targeted neighboring kingdoms suffering from Saxon harassment, offering assistance to their kings in your name. This earned you considerable goodwill and solidified the rumors that the Kingdom of Camelot was rapidly recovering its strength and might reclaim its position as the leading power in the British region at any moment.

You are proud of your foresight, and you assure Lancelot that once Vortigern is dealt with, you will prepare a good territory for him in Britain.

Lancelot didn't reject your offer, but he said he'd rather you take him on your next adventure than give him territory, and you agreed.

After dealing with Lancelot's achievements, you spent some time settling Artoria before returning alone to Camelot Palace. You had been away for quite some time, but fortunately, Camelot Palace had not changed during that time and was still the same as you knew it. However, Morgan was no longer the one who greeted you.

As you step into the depths of the palace, the first people you encounter are Gawain and Bagst. Upon seeing his father, whom he hasn't seen in a long time, Gawain immediately drops his sword and rushes to your side, excitedly expressing his joy at your return to Camelot and his longing for you. Bagst stands helplessly to the side; though she is a fairy, she is ultimately just a black dog—what can she do but watch you and your father interact?

You and Gawain had a very pleasant conversation. You simply described your adventures, and the future Knight of the Round Table was quite satisfied. You couldn't help but marvel at how easy it was to raise children in this era. Afterward, you gave Gawain the green belt and the goblin horse as gifts. In any case, these were things that Gawain was rightfully entitled to anyway.

Having received the gift, Gawain forgot all about you and the training, and excitedly left Camelot Palace, intending to first cultivate a good relationship with the goblin horse that would accompany him for the rest of his life. As Gawain's guardian, Bagst could only hurry to follow, while you headed to your final destination.

You enter Morgan's bedroom, quietly push open the door, and see your fiancée. You deliberately move lightly behind her, then stealthily pull the beauty into your arms.

"You're back?" Morgan showed no reaction whatsoever, as if he had already noticed Quinn's every move.

"Yes, I missed you. You're still the one who makes me happiest." Feeling the warmth in his arms, Quinn spoke sweet words, "I've prepared a gift for you. It was woven especially for me by another princess, and I've deliberately saved it for now. I think you'll definitely like it."

With that, Quinn put one arm around Morgan's waist, pulled his fiancée to the bedside, and untied the cloak that Guinevere had knitted for him.

Morgan watched this scene with a smug smile. She quietly observed the woven fabric that had previously annoyed her, now neatly laid out on her bed. Then, she casually sat down, stretched out her leg, and teased Quinn's inner thigh with her toes, feigning ignorance. "Why would I like something like this?"

Quinn lifted Morgan's calf and gently kissed the back of his foot. Then, like a snake, he climbed upwards, and amidst Morgan's uncontrollable moans, he flirtatiously opened his mouth.

"Because, that princess could never have imagined that the cloak she prepared for me would help with the birth of our next child."

You pin Morgan down on the bed, Guinevere's cloak becoming your bedsheet and amplifying element of your lovemaking. As Morgan lies on her rival's gift, her heart is stimulated, and she displays unprecedented initiative, eager to devour all your energy. You are more than happy to cooperate with your lover, treating this long-awaited lovemaking as a reward for your triumphant return.

You greedily savor Morgan's skin, releasing your pent-up desires and energy onto her exquisite body. Driven by your most primal instincts, you relentlessly explore Morgan's garden, causing her slender waist to tremble and sink, her beautiful toes to tense with pleasure. You watch as that symbol of motherhood sways violently, the candlelight casting shimmering, undulating shadows on the wall.

[You know, soon a new Knight of the Round Table will be born in this bedroom, bringing new glory to your clan.]

Chapter 44 Target: The Cabinet is My Son (Second Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Morgan is pregnant. Your meticulous efforts have yielded fruitful results, and with the birth of a new child, your plans are gradually taking shape.

[The Holy Lance Rungomminiad has become your signature weapon. Since you don't need to use it as a weapon for the time being, you've devised a new use for it. You've placed this relic inside the soon-to-be-completed castle of the Knights of the Round Table. Because you haven't placed any seal on this divinely crafted weapon, the moment you inserted it into the hall of the Knights of the Round Table, a towering tower of light shone across the land of Camelot.]

This miracle, beyond human imagination, further propelled your legend to its climax, allowing your legendary deeds to spread at an unimaginable speed across Europe.

The bards all over Europe began to tell your story by word of mouth, as if to portray you as God's new representative on earth. In response, the Pope sent you a letter, which you initially thought was an accusation of heresy, but you were wrong.

The Catholic Church of this era was a truly progressive and civilized organization. They regarded all miracles on earth as the secrets of the One God, and with this powerful inclusiveness, they spread their faith throughout Europe. The content of the Pope's letter reflected this view. He believed that your legendary adventure must have been guided by God, and therefore certified the authenticity of your legendary adventure, and decided to bestow upon you a title.

You have gained the Pope's approval; your legend will spread along with the spread of the Catholic faith.

[Your legendary title "Knight Mentor" has been changed to "Holy Knight". The bravery of your knightly vassals has increased by 5, the favorability of your subjects has increased by 30, the appeal of your Catholic faith has increased by 20, the relationships among the members of your knightly orders will be more harmonious and less prone to tension, and you have received a special reason to declare war—Holy War.]

[Holy War: When you declare war on a non-Catholic lord, all Catholic lords will be more likely to become your allies.]

The papacy's endorsement serves as a license for all your actions, enabling you to wage holy war in the name of God. Considering the current state of Catholicism in Europe, it is clear that you can establish a deeper diplomatic relationship with France. This great gift from the papacy has led you to decide to reciprocate.

[You and Morgan discussed and decided to give the Pope a gift in return. You agreed that Catholicism could spread normally on your fiefdoms and that you would provide some assistance to the missionaries. In any case, you and Morgan both believed that the spread of Catholicism was an unstoppable trend. Rather than clinging to the original Celtic faith, it was better to join the monotheistic family as soon as possible, especially since most of the Camelots had accepted Catholicism.]

[Due to your agreement with the Pope, the Holy Lance "Rongomminia" is considered a monotheistic relic, and the Knights of the Round Table have acquired a special cultural practice—relic worship. This will make it easier for the Knights of the Round Table to find relics.]

[You take this opportunity to invite the King of France to see the Holy Lance. Faced with the temptation of this sacred relic, he was originally only willing to establish a mutual defense treaty with Camelot, but with you and Morgan...]

Chapter 53

The Dharma King, who had maintained a delicate, friendly but not intimate relationship, wavered and accepted your invitation to travel to Camelot.

With the news that the King of France would be visiting Camelot, morale soared among all the Britons, who believed that the era of the Saxon rise was coming to an end.

As the saying goes, some rejoice while others grieve. Vortigern, whom you consider your primary adversary, can no longer ignore Camelot's growing strength. You have received news that Vortigern seems to have led the Saxons away from Britain and returned to Germania, intending to build an unprecedentedly powerful army.

[You know you need to speed up the plan, because everything has completely deviated from the original plot. Now it's a race against time. You start preparing a banquet to welcome the King of France, and at the same time, you arrange for people to travel throughout Britannia to invite all the kings to attend the banquet.]

Amidst your grand publicity, your second child with Morgan was born, another boy. Like Gawain, he grew rapidly, and Morgan named him Agraven. Just as she was about to entrust Agraven to the fairies for upbringing, you intervened, deciding to raise the child yourself. This surprised Morgan, but she happily agreed afterwards.

However, what Morgan didn't know was that your decision to personally train Agraven wasn't because you suddenly developed some superfluous paternal feelings. You felt that with Gawain as an example, even if Agraven grew up following the normal path of a knight, his final achievements wouldn't be very high. He was more suited to be a public servant than a warrior.

[Thus, under your deliberate nurturing, Agrave, originally intended to serve as King Arthur's scribe, began to develop in the direction of treasurer. As for Gawain, he naturally became a military commander. You have already assembled two of the future five members of the Round Table cabinet, but you are still not satisfied. Your goal is to fill the cabinet with your own children.]

[You and Morgan are relentlessly continuing to create more characters, striving to create Mordred before the final battle with Vortigern, so that the entire five-man ranked team can launch a righteous gang attack on Vortigern. Faced with your strong intention, Morgan expressed strong dissatisfaction, feeling that you are treating her somewhat like a beast of burden.]

So, that very night, she decided to ride you like a horse.

Thanks to your efforts, the banquet and the baby-giving ceremony are proceeding simultaneously. However, just when you think everything is gradually getting better, Gawain bursts into your office, startling both you and Agruven.

"Father, something terrible has happened!"

Seeing Gawain rushing into the government office like a female driver without even announcing his arrival, before Quinn could speak, Agravan, who was standing next to Quinn, started scolding his brother.

"Gawain, calm down. You're almost a knight, how can you be so rude as to barge into your father's office?"

Agravan's reprimand made Gawain look somewhat embarrassed. As the eldest son, Gawain's personality didn't get along with Agravan's, and their parenting styles were also different, so their relationship wasn't exactly harmonious. They would often have minor arguments. If it were any other time, Gawain would definitely argue with Agravan about what it means to respect one's elder brother, but right now, he didn't have that in mind.

"Father, it's Mother! Mother is suddenly trying to kill someone! You have to go and talk her out of it!"

what?

Quinn was stunned. "Morgan? What's going on? What happened to upset her?"

“Just now, two guards were discussing a recent rumor that had suddenly appeared, and Mother happened to overhear them. As a result, Mother inexplicably got angry and ordered the killing of everyone in the city who was discussing this rumor.” Gawain’s words were shocking, leaving Quinn’s mind reeling.

"Wait, what rumor is it?"

"It's said that a sword suddenly appeared from the castle of the Knights of the Round Table, stuck in a stone. Whoever can pull out that sword will become the King of Camelot."

It's you again! Merlin!

Quinn suddenly understood the whole story.

Chapter 45 Wuhu, a Big Job Has Been Hired

The ceremony for selecting a king.

The moment Quinn heard the so-called rumors from Gawain, he saw through the source of Morgan's anger and why Merlin chose this time to do such a thing.

This half-dream demon, whose mind is full of opportunism, wants to reap the rewards.

He wanted to use the opportunity of hosting a banquet to invite various kings to pave the way for Artoria's rise to kingship. If the selection ceremony was held in front of many kings, and only Artoria could draw the sword, and Artoria's background was revealed at the right time, it would inevitably have a huge impact on Morgan's position, especially...

On the surface, Artoria is still a man, even though the other party is only King Uther's illegitimate son.

Morgan clearly saw through Merlin's scheme, but she probably didn't realize that Artoria, who had always been by her side, was her "never-before-seen" blood relative. But that didn't stop her from being furious, because the scheme actually had a high chance of succeeding.

Ultimately, the pretext for holding this banquet was religious, and most of the attendees came for the Holy Lance. If someone were to actually pull the sword from the stone in front of the Holy Lance, the attendees would surely believe it was God's will.

However, the most urgent task is to appease Morgan first. Otherwise, if she really orders the killing of everyone who spread the news, not only will the banquet not be able to take place, but her reputation will also be ruined.

“Agraven, you handle the administrative affairs for me.”

"You should go see Mother first, Father. I'll stay here."

You leave the palace with Gawain, and under his guidance, you head to the Knights of the Round Table's castle.

Upon arriving at the Knights of the Round Table's castle, you'll find a large gathering of guards and civilians. Artoria and Lancelot are also there, engaged in a heated argument with the guards. You can hear their debate even before you get close.

Clearly, many people had already spread the news about the Sword of the Chosen King, and Morgan was truly enraged. She had forcibly ordered the guards to gather all those spreading the news together, intending to hold a public execution in order to stifle the further spread of the information through this horrific method. However, in her rage, Morgan did not realize that the more she tried to suppress the news, the faster it spread by word of mouth among the people.

Artoria and Lancelot came after hearing the news, but fortunately, the guards themselves were not too keen on carrying out such orders, so the two groups simply started arguing to buy time and wait for your arrival.

When you appeared in the outer city of the castle, you immediately attracted the attention of the people and soldiers. Those who knew they might be beheaded pleaded with you, while the guards breathed a sigh of relief but still prevented the people from approaching you. When you saw that the guard commander in charge of the scene was the one you had promoted, you nodded to him, indicating that he had done the right thing.

Artoria and Lancelot also tried to approach you, seemingly wanting to say something, but you ignored them. Your priority was to find Morgan.

[You and Gawain push through the crowd and enter the inner city of the Knights of the Round Table's castle. At the main gate of the castle, you see the golden sword that gleams in the sunlight. It is clearly Merlin's work. Its luxurious appearance and undisguised magic emanate from the sword, forming a dazzling halo, like the holy light behind the minds of angels and saints in Catholic paintings.]

You sensed something was wrong. Merlin's chosen-king ceremony was far more deceptive than you had anticipated. You saw several guards attempting to draw the sword, but clearly, they were unqualified. And just as they finished their attempts, they turned and saw you...

Chapter 54

[After watching the film, the guards' faces immediately drained of color, because your complexion was extremely poor.]

The reason you look so pale isn't because of the guard's attempt, but because Morgan is standing on the second floor of the castle, coldly observing everything. The actions of these guards have fueled Morgan's anger, and you can see that Morgan's expression is growing increasingly cold and unfamiliar.

[You have Gao Wen drive these guards out, then publicly flog them on the grounds that they failed to fulfill their duties, and in his own name, order the temporary imprisonment of the relevant people. The specific actions will be determined later.]

Gawain immediately obeyed your orders. He knew that as long as you weren't on Morgan's side, this matter would eventually fizzle out, and the people would most likely survive.

Morgan's expression was still somewhat unpleasant, but it had softened a bit compared to before. You could tell from this that Morgan was still rational. Her order to kill all those who spread the message was made in the heat of the moment, and now that her anger had subsided, she was beginning to regret giving the order, but her pride prevented her from ordering it to be withdrawn.

You walked alone into the castle and came to Morgan's side.

“I have already had Gao Wen arrest and temporarily imprison those people. This should make those who are still on the run lower their guard. Tomorrow we will send out cavalry to wipe them all out.”

As soon as Quinn reached Morgan's side, before Morgan could even speak, he smoothly presented a plan to dig deep and kill to completely lock down the information.

"Are you crazy?" Morgan, whose face was already pale, was suddenly horrified and stared wide-eyed at Quinn, who was about to obey his orders. "Are you planning to kill half the people in Camelot?"

"Wrong, it's not half of Camelot. Including the merchants coming and going in the city, it's a territory centered on Camelot, with three surrounding villages and towns as its radius. This area is quite large, but you'll find that I'll be doing this under the name of Vortigern. As long as no one is left alive, no one will know that it was us."

Quinn said with a playful tone, chuckling as she cupped Morgan's cheeks. "Have you thought it through, my princess? If you agree, I'll take Gawain with me right away. You can trust your husband and son."

“I’m not crazy, why would I do something like this?” Hearing Quinn’s tone, Morgan blushed and knew that the other man was mocking him.

"I knew it. A smart person like you wouldn't think that killing people would solve all this."

“I…I’m just a little angry. I don’t understand why, even though we’ve done so well, there are still people who cling to my father’s plan and try every means to sabotage our achievements…Quinn, why can’t I inherit everything from my father?”

Quinn was silent for a moment. He looked at Morgan, who had suddenly hugged him and buried her face in his chest. He felt the slight dampness on his chest. His desire to say some sweet words was overshadowed by Morgan's sadness. He didn't know how to comfort her. After all, he didn't know King Uther. He couldn't very well tell Morgan, "Your father is stupid and wicked."

In the end, Quinn could only let Morgan hold him, and they wept silently in the castle where there was only the Holy Lance besides the two of them, until Morgan vented all his grief and whispered, "Let those people go. I am no longer the sole heir, but you are still the Mayor of Camelot. Your power is greater than mine, and the soldiers will listen to you."

"No, I've changed my mind. They need to be punished."

Quinn suddenly felt that this matter couldn't just be about releasing the man; he had to slap Merlin's face hard a few times to let that white-haired bastard know that times have changed. This is no longer an era where you can choose who will be the ruler by sticking a sword into a stone.

“Morgan.” Quinn called Morgan by his first name, which made Morgan look up. “Haven’t you given me a mission in a long time? Although I am the Minister of the Palace, I don’t have any fiefdoms yet. To be honest, I’m still a mercenary. Give me a mission.”