He is the young man who resurrected King Arthur. He is a noble man who walks side by side with the Eternal King and the Black Madonna, so the suffix of his name cannot be "Sir" but "My Lord".

"Just like yesterday, just call me Lord Rod."

The boy smiled and whispered to her, "You don't need to be someone else anymore. Gray, from now on just be yourself."

Rhode saw through Gray's uneasiness at a glance, and his warm words made her shoulders tremble.

"Be myself?"

The girl pursed her lips and tried hard to resist the urge to cry.

"Yeah, just be yourself."

Rhode nodded heavily, then looked at the king who was shining brightly in the sun not far away: "It may take some time, but if it is Gray, she will definitely grow into a dazzling girl who is not inferior to King Arthur."

"I don't understand what you're saying. How can I possibly be better than the king?"

Shouting excitedly, Gray fled back home.

Received the warm hospitality of the villagers, Rhodes and his party stayed in Brakmoya for a while.

Before leaving, Gray suddenly ran to Rhodes, grabbed his sleeve, and courageously expressed her desire to see the outside world.

"I have decided on my life."

Gray's eyes were filled with determination.

Faced with the villagers' dissuasive attitude, Rhodes stood up and supported her against all odds.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that, right? We can't let such a lovely girl live in the mountains for the rest of her life.

I say to you guys, try growing something other than potatoes once in a while! The food these days is too bad! "

Since the real King Arthur has been resurrected, Grey has lost the meaning of being King Arthur's incarnation. It is up to her to decide what kind of person she wants to be next.

Now that she had decided on her own path, Rhodes decided to support her with practical actions.

Without giving it much thought, he agreed to sponsor Gray to study in London.

Two years later, with Rod's help, Grey officially became a member of the Clock Tower, which led to their chance encounter at King Arthur's tomb today.

"Hey, so you're still sponsoring kids."

Scathach said with great interest: "If you are worried about her, why don't you become her teacher yourself?"

"It's too troublesome." Rhodes muttered.

……

……

……

Deep inside Glastonbury Abbey, in front of a complete Roman arch wall, the king's tomb lies quietly.

The neatly-knit lawn was divided into rectangles large enough to accommodate one person, with an ordinary wooden board inserted on top as a tombstone.

There are no magnificent temples or exquisite sculptures. This is the final resting place of the legendary king who has been the hope of the indigenous people of this land for thousands of years.

Gray silently stared at the weathered words on the wooden board and smiled bitterly.

It's ridiculous when you think about it. I knew long ago that King Arthur was not really buried here, but I still came here for some reason.

It seems that I have to do this, there is a mysterious driving force that drives me to make this pilgrimage.

There are actually other people who have the same idea as me.

"Excuse me... Is this Lord Rhodes' friend?"

Gray looked at the woman beside him who had a warrior-like aura and peerless beauty, and asked softly.

"...Well, it's a friend who came to London together. Her name is Usaha." Rhodes blurted out subconsciously.

It’s not that I don’t tell Gray Scathach’s true identity because I don’t trust her, it’s just too troublesome to explain.

Scathach seems a little unhappy, so just ignore her for now.

“Traveling together with a friend of the opposite sex…?”

Gray frowned: "But isn't Lord Rhodes the son of King Arthur and Morgan Le Fay..."

"The husband of both of them."

This is how he announced his identity to the villagers in Brakmoya village a few years ago.

"The husband of the King and the Black Madonna!?"

The villagers were naturally surprised by this statement.

After all, no matter how you look at it, he is just a teenager.

But neither the Knight King himself nor the King's Sister refuted this statement, so the villagers finally accepted his statement.

Altria and Morgan were the Black Madonna who were fanatically worshipped by the village of Brakmoya and the Eternal King who had been pursued for thousands of years. As their partner, Rhodes naturally received the same treatment.

That's why Gray stubbornly called him "Lord Rod".

I originally thought that Rhode was my age, but I didn't expect that he was the husband of the Pendragon sisters...

It took Gray a long time to accept this fact: the girl didn't know what kind of family relationship they had, but they did seem to be very close.

What kind of story happened behind this? It must be a world that I cannot imagine.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Usaha."

Scathach drew out her tone in displeasure.

"Hello, Miss Usaha."

Gray bowed slightly to Scathach.

When she raised her head, she stared at Rhodes and her handcuffed wrists, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she held back her questions.

Scathach said, "Is your name Grey? That's a pretty nice name. You're also very cute. Why do you cover your face with a hood?"

"……Eh."

The girl was stunned.

A complex emotion appeared on his quiet and introverted face, and his eyes dimmed.

Gray's mood obviously dropped, and Scathach frowned in confusion: "Did I say something wrong?"

"The kid didn't have much confidence in his name or his face," Rod explained.

Gray lowered her head in shame: "…I'm sorry."

She did not feel any resistance to Rhodes's words, on the contrary she felt somewhat happy.

Because of this royal appearance that did not belong to her, Gray had a very miserable childhood, so she still has some inferiority complex.

The names are similar too.

Gray is neither dark nor unclear, Gray is hopeless.

After Teacher Belsak, Rod was the first person who could sense the inferiority complex buried in his heart.

"I made a rash comment without understanding your difficulties. You don't need to apologize."

Scathach said with a serious expression: "Although this is the first time we meet, I can feel that you are troubled by something. However, there is no need to underestimate yourself. You can be more confident."

"You mean, confident?"

"It has always been Rod who has supported you to study in the Clock Tower, right? He should be very optimistic about you. Even if you can't trust yourself, you should be able to trust the people around you, right?"

"But...I can't do that."

"What's not working?"

The girl's back trembled when she heard Scathach's question.

"what happened to you?"

"……I."

The girl's hands pressed down on her plump and perky chest under her coat, as if she was trying desperately to suppress something that was uncontrollable.

After a while, she finally spoke as if she was spitting out a stone stuck in her lungs.

"…I am afraid of the spirit."

"It's weird, isn't it? This is the tomb of the legendary king, and I'm going to be the grave keeper, but I'm afraid of spirits."

The girl lowered her head and said, "But it has always been like this since I can remember. So even though the cemetery in the village is very famous, I never go near it... However, the gravekeeper in the village chose me...

Later, Lord Rhodes was willing to sponsor me to study in the Clock Tower.

Why they chose me, I don’t understand… Even now, just standing in this cemetery, I feel like I’m going crazy.”

The husky voice floated over the wooden grave of King Arthur.

Her already petite body curled up even more, as if she would disappear in the next second.

However, Scathach did not offer her any words of comfort; he spoke calmly as if he was commenting on a student's report.

"Didn't your teacher and Rhodes choose you simply because you are the best?"

he said.

"Are you... talking about me? How can you..."

Gray was speechless in the middle of her words.

She thought of what Rhodes had said to her a few years ago, "You will become a girl as dazzling as King Arthur."

"Of course, you need to find a way to overcome or sublimate your current fear. Only in this way can you become a true warrior."

"..."

Gray opened her eyes wide and listened carefully to Scathach's teachings, but Rhodes beside her could not listen any more.

"The warrior thing is too exaggerated, hey, don't instill weird things into my Gray!

Do you want her to become a violent girl like you? Gray just needs to be a quiet beautiful girl... Hmm. "

Scathach held Rhodes' face, physically silencing him, and then spoke.

"Gray, do you have a wish that you want to fulfill?"

Perhaps because this sentence was too unexpected, the girl looked up blankly and looked at Rhodes standing beside her.

Gray bit her lip and nodded deeply.

"Even I... have a wish. In order to achieve that goal, I want to become stronger."

"Haha, then work hard to overcome what you fear. But you can't rely on anyone on this path. What you should do is believe in yourself."

Scathach's expression was full of the calmness and confidence of an adult woman, and her voice seemed to be infused with magic, which made Gray feel a little courageous.

"Thank you, I'll give it a try."

"What is Gray's wish? Tell me and I will help you make it come true!"

Rod finally broke free from Scathach and interrupted.

Gray hesitantly said, "Ah, that... is still a secret for now."

"You can't tell me either?" Rhodes asked curiously.

"It's because you're Lord Rhodes, so... that's why I can't tell you..."

"Why?" Rhodes asked.

"……Well."

Gray lowered her head and hid her face in the gray hood.

"You guy..."

Scathach sighed helplessly and punched him in the chest: "Please understand the girl's mind a little bit!"

Chapter 506: Who is Scathach’s daughter with…?

Ding! The crisp sound of the knife and fork falling to the ground.

"Hey!? Are you saying King Arthur is pregnant?!"

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