He was just afraid that the meeting between Altria and Morgan would cause some unnecessary conflicts, or even lead to both sides suffering losses.
It turns out that Alvin's concerns were correct.
If it weren't for him this time, Artoria might have released the 'seal' of the holy sword.
Thinking of this, Alvin couldn't help but secretly glance at Altria.
Fortunately, after he appeared, Artoria seemed to have calmed down, or rather, she knew that as King Arthur, she should maintain the necessary "rationality".
If a real battle breaks out between the royal palace and Morgan, the people of Britain will be hurt, and it may even give the time travelers an opportunity to take advantage.
Then, the blond Knight King calmed down and just looked quietly at Morgan le Fay, the sister he had not seen for a long time.
The magic in the air rippled quietly.
Amidst a gust of fluttering pink petals, Merlin, dressed in a white wizard robe, appeared silently in front of the palace gate.
He glanced towards the palace, and when he saw Alvin, he immediately understood something.
So, the white-haired wizard couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.
"It seems that I am too hasty?"
Merlin was indeed worried just now. After all, once the Age of Gods arrived, Britain might suffer a heavy blow.
But from the current situation, Alvin's appearance seems to have stabilized the situation.
Morgan gazed at the young man with her beautiful eyes.
After a long moment, she said softly, "It's so good to see you again, Alvin."
As he spoke, Morgan was about to walk towards Alvin.
However, at this moment, Artoria took the lead and stood in front of the young man.
She looked the woman in the eyes with indifference.
"I've already told you, Sister Wang."
"...I won't let you get close to him again."
The atmosphere that had just relaxed seemed to become extremely tense all of a sudden, and a terrifying magical power floated between the two of them.
"It's been so long since we last met. There's no need to start a fight the moment we meet. Wouldn't it be better if we all just sat down and had a good chat?"
Merlin put on a kind smile, trying to cool the two of them down.
However, Morgan never even looked at Merlin, as if the white-haired wizard next to him was a maggot.
"makes sense."
But suddenly, a captivating smile broke out on her face.
Then she stepped forward and extended her hand toward Altria.
Seeing this scene, everyone present secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Alvin finally let go of the worry in his heart.
Fortunately... He originally thought that he would have to use more radical methods to stabilize Morgan and Lily.
But now it seems that Sister Wang is still Sister Wang, and there is no need to say more about Lily. She has always been the representative of rationality, otherwise the saying "King Arthur does not understand human hearts" would not have been spread.
Even if both sides just shook hands and made peace... Anyway, as long as they can sit down and talk, everything will be fine -
When Alvin thought of this, his mind suddenly went blank.
Mordred and Gareth's eyes were glazed over.
The three Knights of the Round Table looked stunned.
The countless knights present went from looking nervous to looking extremely pale.
Under those countless gazes, Morgan approached Altria step by step.
However, just when everyone thought they were going to shake hands and make peace, Morgan walked past Altria and came straight to the boy.
"Finally meeting you...Alvin."
Amidst countless astonished and even shocked gazes, the witch hugged the boy tightly.
That sweet voice, full of nostalgia, echoed in the silent air.
Then, she slowly lowered her head, and her beautiful eyes full of charm gazed into the boy's eyes.
At this moment, Alvin felt that all the signals in his body were frantically sounding the alarm, and the slightly dazzling gazes around him made his eyelids twitch wildly.
"Morgan, wait—"
The words have not yet fallen.
The moment Alvin looked up, under countless dull gazes, Morgan lowered his head slightly and gently kissed the boy's lips with his soft red lips.
.
The book will be officially available today, Friday morning, after six o'clock.
Actually, the book I wanted to open at the beginning was not Type-Moon, but an original fantasy novel.
A big part of the reason why I chose Type-Moon later was that I happened to read the Type-Moon novel I had written before one night.
Old readers who have followed my books should all know that I have written seven or eight novels, totaling more than 10 million words, two of which are on the Type-Moon theme.
But only those two Type-Moons suffered many misfortunes.
The Path of Heroes was blocked when it reached 2 million words, and the Moon World was blocked when it reached 1 million words... Later, I reviewed it from beginning to end, and revised the unacceptable parts again and again, and finally successfully completed the two books.
When I was reading Path of Heroes, my writing style and ideas were very immature, so sometimes when I look back at the book, I often think: If I were the one now, how would I write it?
From that time on, I had the idea of writing another book.
I've seen a lot of similar comments lately: Why another simulator? Why Britain again?
Or: Why is the protagonist the white dragon Luxin, and he also pulled out the sword in the stone? It seems like it's from a certain book.
Whether it's Path of Heroes or another World Girlfriend of the Month, in fact, as long as Britain is involved, these cannot be avoided, so I have already written about settings such as the White Dragon Heart in the Path of Heroes in 19.
In fact, whenever one writes about Britain, one cannot avoid these old-fashioned issues.
White Dragon, Sword in the Stone, King Arthur...
In my opinion, the so-called old-fashioned settings or plots are not the key. The key is that everyone likes certain plots, and the author himself finds them interesting. That's enough.
The most fun thing is to output on the face (laugh)
Before I started writing, I thought of my previous original work, a book about double-travel, and then I thought of an interesting question.
What would happen if modern magicians encountered Camelot during the Age of Gods?
If they were in Uruk or other dungeons, what would their reactions and performances be?
Most modern magicians are pretty weak... but I find it interesting to watch them go through these things.
What's more, there are Jewel-o, Sajo Aika, etc. In addition, these magicians will become friends with the protagonist after traveling through time, and it will also be very interesting to summon them in the future Holy Grail War (laughs).
I feel a bit confused when writing the thank you remarks for the release so early in the morning, so without further ado, I'll make a cup of coffee and start typing away!
Chapter 39 [First Order] Round Table Voting? Round Table Dictatorship!
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
The palace, the early summer sunshine, the faint chirping of cicadas, the stunned crowd in front of the palace gate, the witch kissing the young man on the lips... and the blond Knight King with a puzzled and dull look in his eyes.
If there were a time traveler present at this moment, he would probably be able to paint a wonderful picture based on the memory in his mind after returning, and name it "Altria is Watching".
Clang!
The greatsword in Mordred's hand unconsciously loosened, and the sword collided with the ground with a crisp and dull sound.
"Feel sorry……"
After saying this, Mordred quickly raised his sword and took a few steps back.
The words between the lines seem to be saying: Leave me alone, just pretend I don't exist.
The rebellious knight, who has always been unruly, experienced the feeling of being on a roller coaster in just one day.
The three Knights of the Round Table in the palace were obviously getting nervous... Although they knew Morgan's feelings for Alvin from the beginning, at least there was still a layer of window paper in the past.
But now... this witch is attacking the king right in front of him.
After a brief moment of shock, Merlin regained his composure, raised his head and smiled, "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't we sit down and talk calmly—"
boom!
Before she finished speaking, in the next moment, Artoria raised her eyes, and her beautiful holy blue eyes seemed to be filled with anger and strong murderous intent.
"Morgan Le Fay-!!!"
In the next moment, Britain's magic seemed to be rushing towards the palace madly, and the vast magic like the sea gathered in the center of Artoria.
The golden hair fluttered in the wind, and the holy sword in Artoria's hand seemed to have a certain sound coming from it...
"Seal Thirteen Decision start."
...Roundtable vote!
Mordred's heart trembled, as if he had realized something, and he looked up at Artoria.
The Thirteenth Binding of the Holy Sword... She wants to unseal the Holy Sword?!
After reacting, Mordred subconsciously said: "Arthur..."
However, before he finished speaking, an extremely sacred and solemn voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"Is this a battle to save the world?"
Then, shortly after this voice sounded, the reply of 'agree' came immediately.
The incomparably brilliant golden light was silently condensing within the holy sword.
Faintly, there seemed to be some kind of liberating sound.
The Sword of Promised Victory, this legendary holy sword has a total of thirteen seals. To release its true power, the consent of at least half of the Knights of the Round Table is required.
However, in less than a second, the first seal was released.
Not to mention Mordred, even the Knights of the Round Table who had been expressionless not far away twitched their lips.
A battle to save the world...?
Is this battle really related to saving the world?
After a brief moment of daze, several Knights of the Round Table suddenly noticed the gaze of Artoria.
Her eyes were extremely calm and indifferent, but when they saw those eyes, several people swallowed unconsciously.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, Morgan has indeed become a threat to the safety of the Camelot Empire... The liberation of the Holy Sword is not illogical.
After preparing themselves mentally, the Knights of the Round Table present all agreed to the unsealing of the Holy Sword.
First, this is the battle to save the world - King Arthur.
Second, you must fight for survival - Kai.
Third, you must fight against those who are stronger than you—Bedivere.
And Gao Wen simply agreed without even asking.
He had vowed to always support the king's decision unconditionally, and even at the Holy Sword's liberation ceremony, he chose to support her unconditionally.
In just a few seconds, the holy sword had already broken four seals...
Mordred and Gareth, who were about to take a break, suddenly heard the same voice echoing in their heads...
Mordred gritted his teeth secretly, then grabbed Gareth's wrist and stepped back, saying, "I refuse!"
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