"There's really nothing I can do. Mother is watching, and I can't behave too embarrassingly."

Mordred sighed lightly, then suddenly raised his head with an arrogant smile on his face: "Everyone, get out of my way!"

She stepped back, and the sword in her hand burst out with red lightning. She broke through the encirclement like a cannonball.

Then, she landed with a thud and came to Morgan's side.

The knights were about to step forward, but when they saw the veiled woman standing in front of the palace gate, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Morgan did not use any magic from beginning to end, but just standing there made the knight leading the team freeze as if he was being controlled.

It wasn't until a long time later that cold sweat slowly broke out on his back, and he whispered, "Morgan le Fay...?"

Although she had left the palace for many years, anyone who had met Morgan in the past would never forget this charming and dangerous woman.

"You acted too hastily this time, Xiao Mo." Morgan looked up at the magnificent ancient palace, his tone cold and crisp.

Mordred, who had been so unruly just a moment ago, seemed to suddenly feel a bit down. He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the king to leave the palace that day..."

Morgan glanced at the ponytailed girl in front of him and said, "That's an excuse only losers make."

"Even if you're facing a red dragon, you should be able to escape smoothly with your dual bloodline—"

"But I'm facing more than just the red dragon," said Mordred.

Morgan's voice paused for a moment, and he heard Mordred's voice ringing in his ears again: "Father... The Night's Watch is still alive. This time the King went to take him back to the palace, and I happened to run into them."

This short sentence made Morgan's brain buzz and his pupils contract violently.

really……

He is indeed not dead!

And he really has returned to the palace!

No wonder... No wonder King Arthur chose to leave the palace this time, no wonder Gareth said she felt the breath of the white dragon.

No wonder Mordred couldn't escape...

If he was facing only King Arthur, Mordred might have a chance of escaping if he tried his best.

But if he was also...

After his mind went blank, Morgan stared at the depths of the palace with a burning gaze.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you in."

However, just as Morgan was about to step forward, the knight leading the team finally stepped forward and stopped Morgan.

Morgan gave him a cold look.

"Step aside!"

This time she did not hold back. When she stepped forward, the magic power in the air seemed to turn into countless turbulent currents, and then exploded beside the knight!

If modern magicians saw this scene, they would probably be shocked or even frustrated.

Morgan was able to instantly condense and form a high-risk magic that only the Age of Gods could master in just one encounter.

She used to be a pure and innocent girl, but later she turned into a witch feared by everyone. Moreover, during the years of the White Dragon Revival Plan, her strength has improved a lot.

Not to mention a knight order, Morgan today is no less powerful than Vortigern in the past, and has even surpassed the dragon. Even Gawain and other Knights of the Round Table would find it difficult to stop Morgan at this moment.

however--

The sound that should have exploded disappeared.

Because the next moment when the magic power condensed, a golden sword light fell from the sky!

It was as if the entire space was cut apart by the sword light, and the holy sword symbolizing the "King" pierced through the ground!

The golden holy sword stood in front of the palace gate, blocking the way of the Knights and stopping Morgan's steps.

Mordred's heart trembled, and he instinctively shrank back.

Gareth, who was standing by, was also a little frightened and stared straight at the palace gate.

A thick blue cape covered her graceful figure, and her light golden hair danced in the wind.

Morgan couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stare at the front.

A hand slowly grasped the holy sword.

Then, she raised her head and looked directly at the witch in front of her.

"Sister Wang, long time no see."

Chapter 35: Sisters meet, new CG unlocked...

"It seems to be much simpler than I thought..."

It was a sunny day, and a young man was strolling leisurely in King Marco's manor, feeling particularly relaxed.

Not long ago, Alvin had a friendly and democratic consultation with Tristan's uncle, the noble King Marco.

In the end, it was obvious that King Marco readily agreed to Alvin's request and would unconditionally support King Arthur's decision this time.

In fact, Alvin and Altria have been doing this since a long time ago.

It had been a short time since Artoria succeeded to the throne, and most of these great nobles were "veterans of two dynasties" who had served the previous emperor, so they were somewhat relying on their seniority.

When she first took office, any policy implemented by Artoria that harmed the interests of the nobles would be implemented extremely slowly, and even the people assigned to it would make excuses, suffering from back pain one day and being seriously ill in bed the next.

Later, an anonymous night watchman made a suggestion to King Arthur: first use democratic voting to convince everyone, and then he will conduct friendly and effective communication and negotiation with those who are not convinced.

Facts proved that this effect was indeed immediate. After that, the nobles no longer had back pain or leg pain, and they were much more efficient in carrying out the tasks assigned by the king...

Of course, this method also has a disadvantage... that is, the name of Night Watch has become a complete taboo among the nobles.

In the past, when nobles were educating their children, they would often say, "If you don't listen, the night watchmen will take you away"... and similar words.

Of course, Alvin doesn't care too much about this kind of thing... He is an efficiency-oriented person. As long as he can quickly "pass" the level and unlock the CG, reputation doesn't matter.

Looking at the manor gate that gradually came into view, Alvin collected his thoughts and muttered to himself, "It's about time I go back and report the situation to Lily..."

The power of [Night Watch] is activated!

In an instant, Alvin's figure disappeared into the air like a ghost.

……

Shortly after Alvin left, King Marco was still silent in the room, motionless, with the fear in his eyes still lingering.

After a long time, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, suddenly stood up and pushed open the door.

The guard at the door looked at King Marco, who had a ferocious face and was sweating profusely, at a loss as to what to do.

Before he could speak, King Marco had already grabbed his collar and said in a low voice, suppressing his inner emotions: "Where is Tristan? Quick... take me to see him!"

……

"It's so sad."

On a sunny morning, Tristan, who had just returned to the manor, was sitting in the corner of the garden, his eyes full of melancholy.

"Still thinking about what happened today, Tristan?"

Another woman's gentle voice came from beside me.

The blonde hugged Tristan from behind.

"Isolde, it's you."

When Tristan saw the blonde woman in front of him, his eyes softened for a moment, and then he subconsciously looked around.

"Don't worry, King Marco is still resting in the house." Isolde said softly.

Tristan's parents died young, so he has been serving as a knight to the noble King Marco.

Because his mother is King Marco's sister, this nobleman can be considered Tristan's 'uncle'.

Although he has now become a member of the Knights of the Round Table, Tristan still lives in this manor for the sake of the beloved woman by his side and to repay his uncle's kindness.

The tragedy is that Tristan's beloved woman, Isolde, is the object of King Marco's mad pursuit, and the nobleman has even vowed to marry Isolde.

On one side is his uncle who has taken care of him for many years, and on the other side is the woman he loves... This is also what Tristan has been troubled by in the past few years.

"I heard that King Arthur is interested in cooperating with the time traveler... Doesn't King Marco agree?" Isolde asked softly.

"The appearance of a time traveler means something's changing. My uncle spent years elevating his position in the empire to where it is today. It's natural that he doesn't want anything to change."

Tristan sighed softly, "But the Queen has made up her mind, and no one can change her will."

"Besides, not all time travelers can be trusted... I think cooperating with time travelers is the right decision."

Of course, no matter what decision King Arthur makes, as long as it does not involve the bottom line, Tristan will support her unconditionally.

But... ever since he left the palace, the red-haired knight has always been worried.

For example...what if King Marco were to cause trouble?

Not only King Marco, but all the kings and even most of the nobles are conservative. If they were to tamper with this cooperation...

For example, directly attacking the traversers...

"If the king finally does this to King Marco...what will you do?" Isolde suddenly asked softly.

"I swore an oath when I joined the Knights of the Round Table. From now on, I will pledge my loyalty to the King with my sword and blood... If it is the King's decision, I will obey it unconditionally."

This sentence has already made his position clear.

But even so, Isolde still saw sadness in the red-haired knight's eyes.

Not only was he worried about King Marco, but more importantly, he was worried about the future of the empire.

"Lord Tristan!"

At this moment, a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the garden.

Tristan and Isolde withdrew their hands from each other as if they had been electrocuted.

The red-haired knight turned his head slightly and saw a guard walking towards him.

Then, not far behind the guard, he soon saw the pale-faced King Marco.

Tristan was stunned for a moment, and then, with doubt in his eyes, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

There seemed to be a trace of fear still left on King Marco's face.

After seeing Tristan, King Marco quickly stepped forward, pressed his shoulders, and said with a slightly trembling voice:

"Tristan...he's back!"

he?

Tristan was stunned, but before he could ask any further questions, another knight hurried in from outside the garden.

"Lord Tristan, something bad has happened!"

"I just received a letter from the palace... saying that Morgan le Fay has returned to the palace and is now in a standoff with the king!"

Morgan le Fay?!

This name made Tristan's eyelids twitch slightly, and he subconsciously looked towards the direction of the palace.

First, Morgan used the index magic, and after that, even she herself went to the palace?

What exactly does she want to do...?

"Could it be... related to him?" At this time, the voice of King Marco came from the side.

Tristan's mind moved, and he looked over subconsciously and asked, "Who?"

"The Night's Watch I was talking about."

Under Tristan's incredulous gaze, King Marco whispered, "...He's back."

……

Just like the scorching sun breaking through layers of dark clouds, when the holy sword symbolizing the 'king' stood at the gate of the palace, a golden light quietly lit up with the holy sword as the center, as if dispelling all darkness.

Morgan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the blond Knight King in front of him.

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