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

Artoria turned and left, heading towards her bedroom.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Soon, she arrived at the bedroom and saw the black-haired boy who had been sitting by the window.

He was looking up at a certain direction outside the window, watching the black raindrops falling sporadically from the sky.

"It seems that she has also controlled some of the White Dragon's power in the past few years?"

Alvin said softly.

The White Dragon is an ancient creature born for the Age of Gods.

Morgan knew everything about the White Dragon, so Alvin was not surprised even if she controlled some of the White Dragon's power.

But Alvin didn't expect that the thing he was most worried about would happen...

By using that magic outfit and the 'index magic' to deduce the coordinates of the palace... can we say that he is truly worthy of being Morgan?

Thinking of this, Alvin couldn't help but sigh and turned his head to look behind him.

But he happened to see Altria looking at him quietly.

Their eyes met, and they stared at each other.

Alvin couldn't help but be stunned.

"……What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Altria casually changed the subject and said, "I have already promised your female friend that her brother will come to the King's Hall to meet me tomorrow."

Hearing this, Alvin couldn't help but smile: "Thank you..."

"Thank you, there's no need," Altria tilted her head slightly, "or do you think thanks are still necessary after all that's happened between us?"

Alvin was speechless for a moment.

"That's right," he said.

Altria's expression softened slightly as she walked over to the young man. "But I imagine many people will be restless tomorrow."

Most of the nobles are conservatives. To them, the existence of time travelers is no different from heresy.

Once word gets out that Camelot might be collaborating with the top leaders of the time travelers, many of those nobles will probably come to inquire about King Arthur's intentions.

"I know." Alvin didn't seem surprised and just nodded slightly.

"So I want to ask you one more favor."

Altria raised her eyebrows slightly: "What?"

Alvin raised his head and looked into Artoria's eyes.

"Tomorrow's meeting in the King's Hall... I'll go with you."

Chapter 31 Morgan's Visit, Before the Shura Field Arrives (4.5K)

In the deserted alley, Morgan looked up in the direction of Camelot Palace, his eyes first filled with astonishment, then disbelief.

Until the very end, a glimmer of light bloomed in those emotionless beautiful eyes.

She looked at the white dragon scale in her hand. The remaining magic on it seemed to still have a certain temperature, which made Morgan close her eyes in ecstasy, as if she was feeling the warmth brought by this magic dress.

Gareth looked at his 'mother' nervously. She had just clearly noticed that Morgan had used some kind of magic, and... this magic was aimed at the Camelot Palace.

If King Arthur noticed...

"Gareth, is there any way to contact Mordred?"

At this time, Morgan slowly opened his eyes, turned around and walked towards the exit of the alley.

Gareth followed closely and said, "There is a way, there is a way... Is there anything you want me to convey?"

Gareth and Mordred were both "artificial humans" created with the blood of the white dragon. If he wanted, Gareth had special means to convey the message to Mordred even in the depths of the palace.

"No need to convey anything, just ask her to wait for me at the palace gate." Morgan said.

"I'm going to the palace myself."

After Morgan finished speaking, Gareth was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said euphemistically: "If you go to the palace now, the king might-"

"Maybe he'll do it, right?"

Morgan calmly took over the topic and said softly, "But there are some things I must confirm with my own eyes."

Before Gareth could speak, Morgan continued, "Alvin...maybe he's still alive."

Gareth kept a smile on his face at first, and obviously had not yet realized the meaning of Morgan's words.

Then, after her high-speed brain understood Morgan's words, the smile on her face froze for a moment, until finally, the smile slowly disappeared.

She subconsciously raised her head, staring at Morgan with a dull gaze. Her lips moved slightly as she spoke with difficulty, "Camelot's Night Watchman...?"

As if he had thought of something, Gareth said subconsciously, "So, the 'traveler' who was with the king at the time and even used the White Dragon Core was him?!"

Morgan hummed softly, "Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who is qualified to control the power of the White Dragon."

Deng!

Gareth's steps subconsciously paused. After learning this news that almost shocked her world, her first reaction was to be curious about the appearance of the Night Watchman.

Then, thinking back to what Morgan was planning to do at the moment, Gareth's face suddenly twisted, and he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

After the Battle of White Dragon, Morgan had a great battle with her sister Altria. The battle ended in a draw, but after that, the two sisters had completely turned against each other.

Gareth had witnessed his mother's feelings for the night watchman over the past few years.

To Morgan, all the opposite sex except Alvin were stinking maggots... In fact, in Morgan's eyes at the time, even Alvin was considered a "maggot".

It was only after Alvin's death that this tsundere and arrogant witch finally faced her own heart.

If the Night's Watchman is still alive and in the palace...

At this moment, Gareth's heart was filled with mixed emotions and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Mother...how about I try to get into the palace to get some information, or ask Mordred first?" she asked timidly.

Morgan, who controls the magic of the Age of Gods, and King Arthur, who killed two white dragons with his own hands... If these two sisters really meet, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Gareth, I know what you're worried about."

Morgan slowly raised his head and looked towards the direction of Camelot Palace, and said softly, "But it's too late."

This time when Morgan returned to Camelot, he had no intention of going back.

Morgan has tried every possible means to revive Bailong in the past few years, but in the end he only came to one conclusion - the dead cannot be resurrected.

There is only one way to resurrect Alvin.

And that method is actually not resurrection, but directly changing everything in this country, and then making Camelot an abnormal world separated from the historical timeline.

After that, she can use the 'holy relic' to summon Alvin as a Heroic Spirit.

In order to complete this link, the first step is for her to become the Queen of Britain... This should have been the plan.

But the news that Gareth brought not long ago, that a time traveler was suspected of controlling the white dragon's core, coupled with the recently refined dragon scale, gave the witch a glimmer of hope.

Morgan raised her head, her beautiful eyes gazing towards the direction of Camelot Palace.

Maybe... he really came back?

……

The early morning sun shines on the earth, bringing warm and comfortable light.

Only in a corner of the palace, there is an area that has become a forbidden area.

Agguiwen stood in front of the windowsill, looking out at the place outside that had been covered by black rain last night and had turned into the realm of the Age of Gods.

"The Age of Gods Returning?"

"I never thought that after him, even 'Mother' would possess such power... Could it be that the plan to revive the White Dragon has really made progress over the years?"

When he finished speaking, Aguwen looked behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

The bed curtains in the room were drawn tightly and the lights were off. A young girl with her blonde hair tied into a ponytail sat cross-legged on the sofa, silent in the dim light.

She turned her head and looked aside, as if she didn't hear Aguwen's question.

It was not until half a while later that she realized that the gaze in the room was still staring at her, and she turned around to look at Aguwen.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask directly. You should know that I hate beating around the bush."

Mordred curled his lips and said, "As long as it doesn't involve confidential information, I can chat with you for the sake of our previous relationship. I'm bored now anyway."

Agguiwen silently withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "Compared to before, you really haven't changed at all, Mordred."

"What stage has the plan to revive the White Dragon reached?" He quickly asked the question that concerned him most.

"I don't know, but 'Mother' does possess the power of the White Dragon... For example, the special power to temporarily bring about the Age of Gods is a piece of cake for her," said Mordred.

Looking at the thoughtful Agaguiwen, Mordred propped up his chin and looked at Agaguiwen a few more times with his emerald eyes. He said, "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to ask about your mother. This is really unlike you."

You know, in the past, whether it was King Arthur or Agavin and others, they all avoided the "witch" as much as possible... Unexpectedly, they would take the initiative to find her tonight and ask about Morgan.

"Is it for Alvin?" Mordred continued.

Aguguiwen's eyelids twitched slightly, but he remained silent.

"Does it seem like I guessed right?"

Mordred smiled in amusement. "If I'm not mistaken, the black rain that descended upon the palace last night was probably caused by 'Mother,' right?"

"But how did she know Alvin was in the palace?"

For a moment, the corner of Aguwen's mouth twitched, but he didn't say a word.

Mordred, who had watched the entire scene, understood everything and said, "Does it seem like this has something to do with you? Could it be that you, too, have been a traitor and secretly leaked the secrets..."

As if stimulated by something, Agguiwen suddenly raised his head and stared at the girl: "Mo. De. Re. De!!!"

"Calm down, this isn't like you, Aggravin."

Mordred said calmly, "Even without you, Mother would have known that Alvin was still alive sooner or later... You simply accelerated the process."

"But I had the chance to prepare in advance!"

Aguwen's eyes were filled with regret. "But it's too late now."

From the magic costume called 'Dragon Scales' falling into Morgan's hands, to Morgan's index magic appearing in the palace last night... all of this has shown that Morgan may have known that Alvin is still alive and in Camelot Palace.

Once the former sisters meet...all the new and old grudges will be settled together.

Looking at the calm and composed Mordred, Agguiwen whispered, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if they met?"

"I know, but it's something we have to face sooner or later."

Mordred paused. "Besides, I really hope that 'Mother' can meet him."

In the eyes of the people of Camelot, Morgan is the symbol of the "witch". She holds supreme power, is high above everyone else, and is cold and ruthless.

But only Mordred, who had always been by Morgan's side, knew that the witch also had a soft side in her heart, but this softness was frozen with Alvin's death.

Over the years, Morgan has used all means to revive the white dragon, and even Mordred himself is just a tool of Morgan.

However, even so, Mordred still hopes that his 'mother' can get what she wants.

"I didn't expect you like 'Mother' so much." said Aguguiwen.

"I hate her so much because I was born because of her."

Mordred supported his chin and yawned boredly, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Yawning constantly, she lazily said, "But this doesn't affect my hope for her happiness... although I don't know why."

Agguiwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mordred deeply.