Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

It seemed that he had noticed Xiaoying and Luo Hao's attitudes.

After Luo Hao's "complaint", the next few people obviously quickened their pace.

With the unicorn as their means of transportation, the group advanced at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. Even in an extremely dense jungle, the unicorn was able to move as if it were flat ground, traveling through it at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour.

Soon, as the end of the dense forest appeared, a town with a mainly gray and white color appeared in front of them.

There is no doubt that this is the group's destination, Camelot.

"Is this the eternal city of Camelot?... Hmm, I'm a bit disappointed."

What Camelot looks like, in Sakura's mind, the reference object is naturally the image of Camelot led by the Lion King in the singularity and a certain "eggplant" school girl's treasure when it is deployed.

However, the Camelot in Sakura's eyes, compared to the image in Sakura's mind, the difference is simply the difference between an Internet celebrity and the real world, the goods are not the same.

Low city walls, disorderly shacks, crowded and narrow streets, and the strange stench that wafted into my nose from time to time.

This is the true appearance of Camelot in Sakura's eyes.

Morgan, who was leading the team, just smiled at Sakura's words and did not respond or make any further explanation.

Because this messy town is the Camelot in her memory.

Pass through the outskirts of town, where ordinary people live.

After entering the inner city of Camelot, everything seemed to become much clearer.

The streets began to widen, and the strange stench in the air was no longer there. At the same time... the royal palace of Camelot, a small and exquisite yet majestic castle, also appeared in full view in front of Sakura.

Soon after the group stepped onto the streets of the inner city.

Suddenly, a group of knights, sweating profusely and wearing armor that was obviously not suitable for this era, riding on tall horses blocked the way for the few people.

Then, the strong and tall knights jumped off their horses and knelt on one knee in front of Morgan.

"Princess...Princess Morgan, we finally found you!"

A hint of doubt flashed across Morgan's eyes, and then Morgan turned his back to the knights and made a gesture to Sakura and the others. A pure smile appeared on his face, which in Sakura's eyes should never appear on Morgan's face.

"You are Knight Commander Rice, right? May I ask what happened?"

"........Princess, you should return to the palace as soon as possible."

"I understand. I'll go back right away. Knight Commander Les, please lead the way."

"Yes!"

With a loud shout, they jumped onto their horses swiftly. Even though they were carrying dozens of kilograms of armor, the knights' movements did not change at all, as if it was natural and they looked unusually brisk...

"Are these the humans of the Age of Gods? I'm afraid these guys' physical fitness can beat the modern world champions."

Looking at the knights riding their horses ahead, Sakura, who was experiencing the gap between the Age of Gods and the modern times for the first time, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Soon, under the escort of a group of knights, Morgan, Sakura and others entered the palace of Camelot.

Compared to the exterior of the palace, the interior of the palace is obviously more exquisite. Although it is far from gorgeous in the eyes of a modern person like Sakura, it is at least worthy of the status of a royal palace.

Morgan's disappearance was messy, but Morgan's return was extremely peaceful.

It was as if Morgan's disappearance from the palace had never happened. No one asked where Morgan had gone, and no one asked who Sakura and the other two were.

Just like that, after returning to the palace and dismissing the unicorns, the four of them entered Morgan's bedroom.

In the empty, quiet, and undisturbed princess' bedroom, Morgan sat skillfully on the chair by the window that belonged to her alone.

Morgan had cleared up her confusion when she saw the group of knights just now, and she spoke slowly.

"My friends, when I returned to this era, it seemed that the original me in this era disappeared..."

106. Death of King Uther...

King Uther kept coughing violently, and large mouthfuls of blood kept spurting out of his mouth.

The herbalists and magicians present could not relieve King Uther's pain even if they tried every possible means.

King Uther stared at the door of his bedroom, knowing exactly what had happened to him. He knew that the methods of these strange people around him would not have any effect on him. At this moment, he only wanted to see... Merlin.

One minute, two minutes...

Even the extraordinary people around King Uther were still working hard to relieve King Uther's pain and restore his health.

But as time passed, King Uther's body continued to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If King Uther looked a little thin and weak when he read the first mouthful of blood.

Now King Uther has almost turned into a skeleton, and his face looks no different from that of a dead person.

If King Uther had not held on to his last breath and burst out with a strong desire to survive that even the god of death could not ignore, he would have died long ago even with the group of strange people in the palace constantly prolonging his life.

With a bang, the heavy wooden door slammed against the wall. The heavy sound was as if someone had used a battering ram to break it open from outside the bedroom.

If someone dared to do this under normal circumstances, he would probably be whipped.

But now, no one cares about this anymore.

King Uther stretched out his withered arm, which was covered with only a layer of skin, and stared at the entrance of the bedroom, as if he wanted to touch his old friend again.

"Merlin...Morgan...Morgan..."

Just as Merlin stepped into the bedroom, King Uther, who had struggled to say his last words, dropped his hand weakly.

As King Uther took his last breath, the maids, servants, and knights inside and outside the palace began to cry loudly, and the group of strange people who watched King Uther die also showed expressions of horror and helplessness.

Only Merlin, who had just arrived at the bedroom and saw his old friend for the last time... frowned extremely solemnly.

Rolling up his exaggerated sleeves, Merlin rushed to the bedside of his dead friend, and immediately reached out and held King Uther's hand that fell on the bed.

"Impossible, this is impossible, this shouldn't happen, Yusser shouldn't fall at this time..."

He kept mumbling, and at the same time, his magic began to examine Uther. Beads of sweat kept dripping down Merlin's forehead, and the expression on his face gradually changed from solemnity to fear.

King Uther died in his own bedroom after struggling for several hours for unknown reasons.

The entire palace was gradually infected by the crying sounds coming from the bedroom, and began to fall into wailing.

As the wailing sound spread little by little, Morgan, who was staying in his own bedroom with Sakura and the others, naturally heard the crying.

"Uther, he is dead..."

Morgan looked at his hands blankly, and a sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

Did Morgan hate King Uther?

I neither hate nor hate.

Morgan hated King Uther, hated him for pouring all his love and expectations of his later years onto his sister Altria.

But she also loved King Uther deeply. After all, it was Uther who gave Morgan life and identity, and gave Morgan a perfect childhood...

Therefore, Morgan's heart became extremely complicated at this moment.

As the future enchantress of revenge, she should hate Uther, but as the current Princess of Camelot and Uther's beloved daughter Morgan, she should feel sad.

It was in this unusual entanglement.

An extremely ominous dark magical power began to gradually emanate from Morgan's body.

Luo Hao looked at Morgan with disgust as he was emitting dark magic. He felt a little displeased with this kind of magic and couldn't help but frowned. Then he turned to look at Xiaoying and asked.

"Xiaoying...what's wrong with this woman?"

"I'm afraid it's not as she guessed. Her arrival caused the Morgan in this world to disappear. Instead, her future and past have merged in the present...I'm afraid she is about to awaken the evil side of the Lady of the Lake."

While explaining to Luo Hao, Sakura stood up and walked to Morgan. Facing the dark magic emanating from Morgan, Xiaoying suddenly stretched out her right hand wrapped in strong energy like lightning and slapped Morgan on the forehead.

Suddenly, the Huangting Sutra, as loud as a huge bell, resounded throughout Morgan's bedroom. With Sakura's sudden attack, Morgan's process of awakening his evil side was interrupted by just one palm.

"Everything is petrified."

She quickly pulled out the inferior magic wand that was remade after the duel and froze all the knights who broke in after hearing the noise at the door. Then Sakura looked at Morgan again.

Maybe Sakura's palm was too strong? Or maybe Morgan was still deeply trapped in his own heart.

Although all the dark magic power disappeared without a trace under Sakura's palm like spring snow melting away.

But Morgan didn't recover right away. Instead, he rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Xiaoying, did you make her stupid?"

He raised his hands and looked at them with some doubt.

"I didn't use much force..."

Fortunately, Morgan was not really stunned by Sakura's palm. After rolling his eyes and leaning back in his seat as if fainted, Morgan gradually woke up after a few minutes.

He gently shook his still dizzy head, then raised his hand to adjust the "crown" on his head.

Morgan then glared at Sakura angrily, immediately stood up from the chair, gently pushed Sakura away, and came to the knight who was petrified by Sakura.

"'Expulsion'..." A strange word came out of Morgan's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the knight who was petrified by Sakura recovered.

He looked at Morgan in front of him, and then at the other three people in the room who were looking here.

After recovering, the knights knelt down in front of Morgan.

"Your Highness..."

"These are my guests."

"Yes, I understand."

"Yeah, good.....what's that crying noise outside?"

"......"

"Did Father go to heaven?"

"..."

"Lead the way, I'm going to see my father now."

"..."

Looking at the knights kneeling in front of him, all silent.

Morgan's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"You guys...get out of the way, I'll go by myself."

"......"

"Who is it? Who dares to ask you to stop a daughter from seeing her father? Who gave the order... Forget it, get out of here!"

The slender arms exerted force for a while, like a broken sandbag hit by a car. As Morgan swung his arms, the amazing magic power burst out, and the knights kneeling in front of Morgan were suddenly smashed into the wall behind them like cannonballs...

107. Morgan and Merlin, goblins and nightmares…

With a loud bang, the door of King Uther's bedroom shattered into pieces in an instant, as if it had been exploded by a bomb.

Morgan, stepping on the fallen knights and royal officials, with an ugly look on his face and full of anger, forcefully broke into King Uther's bedroom.

At this time, the people who were there before were no longer in the bedroom. Only the body of King Uther and Merlin were left in the huge bedroom.

"It's you, Merlin!"

If Morgan in the future hates his father Uther 10% and hates his sister Altria 100%, then Morgan's hatred for Merlin is infinite.

Even though Morgan, who returned to this era, had merged with his past self unconsciously, Morgan was determined to change his destiny and no longer cared about the hatred that had not yet happened.

But the only person she couldn't forgive was Merlin.

After all, it was Merlin who really made Morgan's life a mess and caused Morgan to complete the transformation described by Kai.

"She was a good woman before, why did she become so terrible? I was just thinking that she was as innocent as a fairy and as magnificent as a goddess of war, but in the end she was as cruel as a witch."

At least, that's what she thought in Morgan's eyes.

And now, after King Uther's unexpected death, Merlin actually controlled the palace and would not allow Morgan to see King Uther's remains... Morgan could no longer tolerate this.