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

If she weren't here, all of this would belong to me.

But there is no need to think too much now. Just wait until the dinner is over... everything will be settled.

With this in mind, Morgan gently pressed the boy to the floor behind him, and gently pressed his soft red lips against Alvin's.

Soon, Morgan leaned close to the boy's ear and said in a sweet voice:

"Stay with me a little longer, Alvin~"

……

On the last day before the banquet, Alvin chose to spend it in the bedroom.

By the way, I also chatted with Mordred about life.

After spending the past few days together, the rebellious knight almost regarded King Arthur's chamber as his own home. Whenever he had the chance, he would sneak into the chamber to talk about life with Alvin.

Compared to Morgan le Fay and King Arthur who paid little attention to him, after spending these days together, Mordred felt that his "father" was more reliable.

In addition to chatting about life with Mordred, Alvin has also been thinking about a question during this period: How can he make Morgan and Altria reconcile?

Ultimately, there was no original hatred between the two sisters...their hatred could be said to be the mess left behind by Merlin and the previous emperor King Uther.

Is there any way to make them understand each other?

On the other hand, Morgan le Fay personally participated in the planning and overall coordination of this dinner from the morning of the dinner.

As the grandest banquet in British history, in order to fully express the etiquette and sincerity of the host, the British Knights of the Round Table attended the banquet as guests in the magnificent royal palace.

The dining table was filled with all kinds of delicious food. Most of the travelers this time were accustomed to the food and wine here... After all, not only the Clock Tower, but many magicians present were from the present England.

The banquet has not officially started yet, but many guests have already arrived in the Golden Hall.

At this moment, Tristan and Lancelot were leaning in the corner.

The red-haired knight looked at the people coming and going at the banquet and said softly, "Lancelot, I didn't expect you to come. I thought you would—"

"Will I go to Morgan le Fay and avenge the king as soon as I return to the palace?"

Lancelot quietly watched everything at the banquet and said quietly, "I've thought about this countless times in the past three days since returning to the palace... But if the queen were here, I don't think she would want Morgan and I to fight either."

"Besides, Merlin has also conveyed the king's intentions."

Although Merlin was a little unreliable, he wouldn't fake King Arthur's orders.

Even for Britain, he needs to be patient now... He must ensure that this banquet goes smoothly.

Even if the king were here, she would still consider the overall situation, right? Lancelot thought silently.

……

In the magnificent golden hall, nine gorgeous crystal chandeliers bring brilliant and luxurious light.

The magicians from the modern world and the nobles of ancient Britain drank and chatted with each other. They were a little reserved at first, but gradually became familiar with each other.

This dinner was meant to be a process for both parties to understand each other.

British classical music was played by royal court musicians with impeccable elegance.

Kenneth had just stepped into the Golden Hall with his sister when he saw an extremely conspicuous figure among the crowd.

The silver-haired old man was leaning on a cane, with a hunched back, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, his eyes wandering around the hall.

The usually arrogant Minerals Division monarch's eyes flickered, and he whispered to the blonde girl beside him: "Lenice, I still have something to take care of. You can handle it yourself."

"But remember one thing, don't cause trouble tonight."

After reminding Lanise, Kenneth immediately headed towards the silver-haired old man.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to come here too."

Kenneth walked up to the old man with a smile on his face.

It is extremely rare for the usually arrogant Clock Tower monarch to greet others so proactively.

But the old man in front of him has a special identity. He is Kenneth's mentor and the father of his fiancée.

Even for the sake of his fiancée, Kenneth needs to have a good relationship with his future father-in-law.

The old man named 'Ulyphis' looked at the man in front of him with a cloudy gaze and said, "Kenneth, is there any recent news from the palace?"

There was no hint of politeness, and even the tone was a little cold.

It's no wonder. For this old man, if it weren't for the stability of the "aristocratic" faction, he would never have betrothed his daughter to Kenneth.

Although to most people, Kenneth is an absolute genius, but in the eyes of this somewhat gloomy old man, Kenneth is at best just a magician with some talent...but that's all.

Kenneth had anticipated the old man's indifference. He frowned slightly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry... Although I've been in the palace all the time, I rarely have the opportunity to gather intelligence from within."

"However, after Morgan returned to the palace, she did not eliminate those who opposed her in Britain... As you can see, she even invited the Knights of the Round Table, who only served King Arthur, to this dinner."

"Heh...that woman is really confident in herself."

The old man looked at the magnificent hall with a sinister look and said slowly, "But it is also true... Even King Arthur has temporarily retreated from the limelight... There should be no one in Britain who can restrain her."

Speaking of this, Kenneth's expression became subtle.

Unlike any modern magician present, Kenneth had been exposed to King Arthur.

Because of this, he knew very well what kind of terrifying power King Arthur possessed.

With a figure like King Arthur, if a war really broke out with Morgan, it is unlikely that the noise outside the palace would be the only thing that happened.

"Have you found your next successor?"

At this moment, Ulysses' voice suddenly brought Kenneth back to reality.

Seeing that Kenneth was silent, the old man continued, "You should know that with Lanis's talent, she is probably not qualified enough to inherit the future El-Melloi family, right?"

Hearing this, Kenneth couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but he could only suppress his anger and said tactfully: "Teacher, I am still young. In fact, there is no need to talk about the heir so early-"

"Being a magician is a very short-lived profession, even for the Clock Tower monarch. It's for your own good to decide on a successor as soon as possible."

Ulysses said calmly, "I heard that you have a disciple named Alvin, who seems to have quite good talent... Aozaki Touko has also mentioned him in the past."

To be recognized by that woman...I can imagine that he must have some talent.

Kenneth couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Alvin is a little clever, but he's not from the El-Melloi family—"

"The heir does not necessarily have to be found within one's own family."

Ulysses said slowly: "If it really doesn't work, you can let him marry your sister Lanis."

"This is also a way to continue the family's glory."

Kenneth said helplessly: "You can't force things in your relationship..."

“Relationships can definitely be cultivated.”

Ulysses said calmly, "The key is whether you want to do it or not. Kenneth, I'm not asking you to decide on an heir so early, I just want to be prepared."

Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied, Kenneth still lowered his head.

"……Yes."

Perhaps thinking he was being too hasty, Ulysses quickly spoke again, "Today is a rare dinner, so let's not talk about these things for now... Let's relax for a while."

Kenneth nodded slightly, then glanced around and said, "It looks like there are quite a few modern magicians here today."

From just now until now, he has seen several very familiar figures.

"Morgan le Fay released the news in order to put us in a difficult position... If we are timid now, we won't be able to sit at the same negotiating table with Britain in the future." Ulysses said coldly.

"But the person who hosted the dinner hasn't even arrived yet," said Kenneth.

The old man looked around at everyone present and said slowly, "Morgan has already achieved his goal by setting up this scheme... As for whether she comes or not, it actually doesn't make any difference."

"But I'm really curious about what the legendary 'Lord of the Island' looks like. What a pity."

While the two were talking, the noise at the dinner party suddenly quieted down at some point.

Then, you could hear a pin drop.

It was as if a noisy class suddenly quieted down, and everyone present felt something was amiss.

Ulysses subconsciously turned his head and saw a figure walking in from the palace gate.

"Hey...why does that woman look so familiar?"

There was a slight commotion among the crowd.

Although the time travelers had never seen King Arthur, they could vaguely guess something just by looking at her clothes and even her aura.

Gawain was originally holding a glass of red wine and talking to the noble lady beside him. When he noticed something unusual not far away, he turned around and looked.

"..."

After a brief moment of daze, his eyes widened and he looked at the woman in astonishment, as if he could not believe it.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, and the red wine splashed.

“King…?”

The woman's long, smooth golden hair was draped over her head, and a crown symbolizing 'power' was placed on her head, causing this woman, who was already full of aura, to suddenly exude an indescribable sense of oppression.

In an instant, the scalps of the Knights of the Round Table, including Gawain and Lancelot, felt numb and their adrenaline surged uncontrollably.

It’s Wang…she’s back?!

I wrote 4,000 words but I'm not satisfied. I decided to let my brain calm down and relax for a while, and then I'll revise it tomorrow. I'll post it together then.

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Chapter 58: Hold on, we can win! (4K)

The bright lights illuminated the entire hall, making it magnificent. However, all the lights combined seemed to become dim with the arrival of King Arthur.

The noise in the conference hall fell completely silent for a moment.

Countless eyes filled with doubt and surprise were secretly observing the golden-haired Knight King who appeared at the dinner party.

Even though many people present had never seen King Arthur's true face, just by feeling this unique noble aura, they all vaguely guessed the true identity of the woman in front of them.

——King Arthur!

In Type-Moon's history, the Age of Gods began to slowly fade from the face of the earth after a certain king decided to rebel against the gods and then returned the miracles bestowed by the gods to heaven.

Because Britain is the place closest to the inner sea of ​​the stars, the time it takes for the Age of Gods to fade away is slowed down.

During the fading period of the Age of Gods, King Arthur was invincible. Even the White Dragon, the last product of the Age of Gods, was eventually killed by her own hands.

Even at the end of the story, King Arthur never experienced any real failure.

If the oppressive feeling that Morgan brought to people came from her power, then King Arthur's name alone was enough to inspire awe.

The Lord of the Spiritual Summoning Department looked at the blonde woman at the door with doubt and uncertainty, and said in a low voice: "There's something wrong with this guy's magic power... Could it be..."

"She is indeed King Arthur. I last saw her in the palace." Kayneth stared at Altria's figure and said in a low voice.

"She actually came back?"

Ulysses's white brows were furrowed, and his expression was changing constantly.

You know, in the battle at Camelot Palace not long ago, Merlin took King Arthur away from Britain. Not to mention the time travelers, even the British people believed that King Arthur would wait until a suitable time to counterattack before returning.

But no one could have imagined... that the Knight King would choose to return to her palace on this highly anticipated occasion!

Compared to the two monarchs in the Clock Tower, the Knights of the Round Table in the venue were even more frightened.

Their first reaction upon seeing King Arthur was surprise.