After all CGs are unlocked, Type-Moon's girlfriend comes to visit

"Have you ever wondered why you, whose physical development should have remained at sixteen, are growing bigger year after year?"

Artoria couldn't hear what Merlin said next.

She held her forehead with her hand and stared at the floor in a daze, but her thoughts seemed to have returned to the afternoon of the sword-drawing ceremony a few years ago.

The early summer sunshine, the bustling crowds, the noisy sounds, and the young boys and girls sitting under the big trees feeling the gentle summer breeze.

The boy named Alvin looked at the sword in the stone, then leaned close to the girl's ear and told her a huge 'secret'.

"Lily, let me tell you a secret. Once you pull out the sword from the stone, you will never grow up again. Your appearance will forever remain that of a sixteen-year-old... Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

For a girl, having an eternal youthful appearance is definitely a great attraction.

However, the girl only frowned slightly and whispered, "What's so wonderful about this? I don't want to stay sixteen forever... Didn't we agree to grow up together?"

"Besides, if I never grow up, I'll never be able to catch up with Sister Wang..."

The girl looked down at her own impoverished breasts and thought back to the stunningly beautiful Morgan le Fay, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"So, you want to grow up, right?"

At this moment, the young man's gentle voice suddenly came to my ears.

"That's natural..."

As she spoke, Altria lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes dark.

"But if I pull out the sword from the stone—"

A warm palm was gently placed on her head, and the sunlight gently shone on the boy through the gaps between the branches and leaves, accompanied by a warm smile that made people feel extremely reassured.

"Peace of mind..."

Under the brilliant afternoon sun, the young man quietly gazed at the sword in the stone that symbolized the 'king'.

"I'll help you."

……

The room was silent for a long time.

It was not until a long, long time later that Altria finally came back to her senses from that distant memory.

She slowly raised her head, her tone hinting at something being suppressed. "You're saying... he had already drawn the sword?"

"To be exact, it's not about pulling it out, but just loosening the sword in the stone even slightly is enough to transfer the 'curse' of the sword to him."

Merlin said with a sigh, "But I never imagined he'd nearly pulled the Sword from the Stone with brute force alone... Even before he inherited the White Dragon's power, he was already a rather unreasonable and violent creature."

Staring at Merlin's face and recalling what he had just said, Artoria was momentarily distracted.

No wonder...

No wonder so much time had passed since the sword-drawing ceremony, and she had grown so much, but Alvin's appearance hadn't changed at all.

She had thought that Alvin's development had stopped there.

But if Merlin wasn't lying...

dong dong.

Suddenly, the heart that seemed to have been frozen for a long time began to beat slightly, as if echoing in the depths of the soul. Artoria's beautiful eyes slowly widened. Although she tried hard to remain calm, all kinds of scenes from the past kept pouring out at this moment.

It’s so annoying... He clearly didn’t leave anything behind when he left, but suddenly I saw traces of him in some places.

Suddenly, a strong sense of sadness and bitterness surged into her nose, and the calmness that Altria had maintained for a long time was finally broken.

She looked down at the sword in the stone in her hand, which symbolized the "king", and felt tears flowing uncontrollably. The hand holding the sword in the stone unconsciously increased its strength.

"Now that things have come to this... why are you saying this?"

Until after a long silence, her voice, as if suppressing her emotions, rang out in the room.

"I just think you have a right to know the truth."

Merlin's expression was calm as he said, "King, if Alvin were still alive, how would he deal with these travelers?"

"If it were him, he might have found a better solution. Similarly... he just wanted you to be more confident in yourself, but he didn't want you to go to extremes."

"After all, if Alvin were among these travelers... would you still choose to mercilessly lock him up in the interrogation room?"

Alvin, this name seemed to touch some kind of taboo. When Artoria suddenly raised her head, for a moment, Merlin seemed to see the sudden anger in her eyes.

"Merlin——"

"never mind."

However, at this moment, the voice of a third person was heard from inside the house.

The moment she heard the voice, Altria's expression seemed to freeze.

Then, like a puppet, she turned her head stiffly and looked towards the edge of the windowsill.

I don't know when it started, but Merlin's illusion has become ineffective.

A young man was sitting on the edge of the windowsill looking at her, then raised his hand and said with a smile.

"Lily...long time no see."

Chapter 13 The king is doing serious business with your friend

The boy's voice was gentle and calm, yet it seemed to contain some kind of magic, causing the entire room to fall into silence for a long time.

The young man sitting on the edge of the windowsill, leaning in the afternoon sun, and the blonde woman whom he had missed for a long time... This should have been a very touching reunion.

However, when Artoria looked at the young man, her eyes first froze, and then, the look she gave Merlin became even colder.

"Merlin... at this point, do you still want to desecrate the dead?!"

The white dragon who died under the sword of promised victory now appeared in front of her alive and kicking... In Artoria's opinion, this could only be an illusion used by Merlin to achieve his own goals.

Although it sounds a bit outrageous, given Merlin's personality, it is entirely possible for him to do it.

Merlin was also stunned when he heard this. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. Looking at the faint anger on Altria's delicate face, he quickly realized something and said helplessly: "King, you misunderstood me——"

"Even I wouldn't casually desecrate the dead."

Artoria stared into Merlin's eyes, and the latter just looked back at her calmly, looking very sincere.

Not far away, Alvin was looking at King Arthur sitting in the room and was quickly attracted by her beauty.

I have to say that compared to Altria in the portrait, she is obviously more delicate and beautiful in reality.

The golden hair was tied up against a noble and beautiful fair face, the small mouth was thin and rosy, and the beautiful holy blue eyes were faintly majestic. At first glance, there was a very delicate and beautiful three-dimensional feeling.

Of course, what surprised Alvin the most was the proud and upright breasts... How could Lily have such a big breast?

In just a few years, she has grown up really fast...

While Alvin was still feeling emotional, Artoria, who held a glimmer of hope in her heart, slowly turned her head to look at the young man not far away from her.

dong dong...

At this moment, Artoria felt the red dragon core in her chest suddenly beat violently.

In the legend of King Arthur, the red dragon and the white dragon represent the two major forces of Wales and the Saxons respectively. In the end, the red dragon defeated the white dragon, which meant that the Welsh repelled the Saxons.

In the history of Type-Moon, the white dragon also symbolizes the former 'Vortigern' and later Alvin... At this moment, Artoria's red dragon core reacted, sensing the existence of the white dragon.

In other words...it's not an illusion or anything like that.

Is the person in front of me really Alvin?

But how is this possible... Alvin was killed by her own hands -

Altria's mind was in a mess, but she quickly suppressed all her doubts and looked up at the young man.

She looked like she was hopeful, yet she couldn't believe it, fearing that all this was just an illusion. Suppressing her emotions, she whispered, "...Is it really you?"

Alvin smiled gently, hummed softly, and said again: "Long time no see...Lily."

The moment she heard these words, the emotions that Altria had been suppressing until now could no longer be hidden, and she walked towards Alvin.

Alvin also stepped forward with a gentle smile on his face and opened his arms.

Alvin was about to slip out from the edge of the windowsill, but Merlin played the emotional card and stopped him.

It must be said that although it was a nightmare, Merlin actually had a very clear understanding of feelings.

Merlin knew very well that with Alvin's personality, he would definitely not avoid Altria.

It’s just… Merlin never wanted them to be together in the past, so why is he taking the initiative to bring them together now…?

Just as Alvin was thinking about this, he suddenly felt someone gently pressing the back of his head.

Then, Artoria held the boy in her arms.

The soft and wonderful touch mixed with the refreshing fragrance rushed into Alvin's nose, making his brain go blank for a moment.

"It's really not an illusion... Is it really you, Alvin?"

The unique warmth brought by the boy's body temperature and his gradually faster breathing in her arms, all of this declared that the boy in her arms was not a bubble phantom.

It's really him who is back!

Altria went from being in disbelief to gradually becoming excited.

Alvin, buried deep in Altria's arms, had a lot to think about. He felt the delicate fragrance that almost completely enveloped him, as well as the warmth from the woman's body, and said, "Lily, can you let go a little?"

Is there something wrong with how this plot unfolds?

A couple who have not seen each other for a long time meet each other again, and then hug each other in emotion... OK, everything is fine up to this point.

But...shouldn't I be holding King Arthur in my arms right now?

Why am I the one being held in his arms? Alvin's desire to complain suddenly flooded his heart, and he felt a little amused and helpless.

But Artoria did not answer. She just hugged the boy tightly. That was all. But the soft and exquisite spherical object and even the fragrance that filled the tip of his nose made Alvin swallow the words he wanted to say.

So he closed his eyes slightly and put his arms around the woman's slender waist.

Although he did have some physiological reactions just now, when he actually hugged Altria, this primitive desire actually faded a lot.

Because just by holding her like this, Alvin could feel the extremely strong longing.

Was it because her emotions infected him, or was it because when he traveled to the Camelot Empire, he awakened his memories from the game plot?

Alvin wasn't quite sure, but even if he just held Altria like this, he felt particularly warm and secure.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Merlin was looking at the two of them with an awkward expression. In the end, he quietly left the room.

When I walked down the stairs to the bottom, I saw a blonde girl standing there, motionless.

Merlin raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Lanis, who had just been suppressed by King Arthur's pressure, finally felt the long-lost freedom.

Thinking of Alvin who was still upstairs, her heart tightened and she looked up at the white-haired wizard.

"Mr. Merlin—"

Before he finished speaking, Merlin raised his finger and made a 'hush' sound.

"Keep your voice down... The king is doing serious business with your friend."

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