Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

Morgan nodded subconsciously.

Then, she realized something was wrong.

wait.

my father's daughter,

isn't that me?

Well you perverted dog, what are you thinking?

If you dare to take revenge on his daughter, believe it or not, I will take revenge on his son-in-law.

I won't let you go to bed tonight.

hum~

...

"Arturia, come, let me give you a task."

Lot found Arturia.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Artoria said firmly.

"Okay, when the feast is held tomorrow night, you remember to stand on the city wall to maintain order."

Lott said seriously.

"what?"

Artoria looked embarrassed.

Originally, I was looking forward to having a feast tomorrow night while taking advantage of the feast.

Then……

I need to stand on the city wall tomorrow night to maintain order.

Everyone else is eating delicious food, so I'm left blowing cold air on the rooftop.

"it is good."

But these should be done by the knight, so Arturia can only agree.

The grievance on his face was visible to the naked eye.

And looking at her with such an expression.

Lotter's face showed a sense of joy from the heart.

It's really funny to bully my sister-in-law.

Ha ha……

Lott felt that a devil's tail was about to grow from his tailbone.

And this pleasure lasted until the evening.

...

"...so why should I sleep in the living room!"

Holding the pillow and quilt, Lott looked at Morgan who had closed the bedroom door, and couldn't help asking aggrievedly.

【How did I provoke her? Are her relatives here? No, I remember coming here half a month ago! 】

Lott stood at the door with a blank expression.

this,

What is it for?

Very wronged.

Really feel wronged.

Listening to Nalote's aggrieved voice outside the door.

The corners of Morgan's mouth turned up slightly.

Humph,

Still want to count on my wife?

Introspect tonight, wait until tomorrow...

Tomorrow is a bit long.

Three more hours.

No, an hour.

can not be lower.

If it was any lower, that colored dog would have to push his nose on his face later.

This is not acceptable.

In terms of family status, I, Morgan, have a firm upper hand.

She thought proudly in her heart.

...

At the same time, in King Uther's palace.

King Uther looked at Merlin standing in front of him.

"Tell me, who should pass on the Camelot throne to?"

He asked Merlin seriously.

Chapter 42: I don't want to be sorry for my daughter [first update]

"Has His Majesty's body reached this state?"

Merlin's expression remained unchanged, and he asked King Uther.

"Yes, you are asking the question knowingly. Although my body barely survived the battle with Vortigern. However, I have already received irreparable serious injuries. Soon, my body will have to support I can't go down."

King Uther stared at Merlin with a very flat expression.

It seems that he never takes the matter of life and death to heart.

"What Britain needs is a king who can lead people to continuous victory, not a weak king."

"Yes, Your Majesty, what you said is correct."

Merlin nodded quietly.

"What this island needs is a great monarch who can change history. Your Majesty, you are indeed a very qualified king, but it is not enough to undertake this mission."

"Heh, Merlin, you are really annoying."

King Uther cursed at Merlin.

Hearing his scolding, Merlin just smiled and didn't care about it.

He was originally a pleasure criminal who had no emotions and wanted to observe human beings. No matter what others said about him, he didn't care at all.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"So, according to your truth, who should the king of Camelot belong to?"

"Artoria. I still want to say Arturia."

Merlin said without hesitation.

"She will be a qualified king, and she will make Camelot exude glorious splendor. Moreover, she will make the history of this island country completely belong to mankind."

"yes?"

Then, King Uther asked Merlin: "I want to know, what would my fate be if it wasn't for Lott? You told me that he is special. If he didn't interfere with your prediction, I What fate will it be?"

"Your Majesty will die in battle. If he dies in the battle with Vortigern, this chalk city will also belong to him. It will not be defeated by Artoria until a long time later."

Merlin answered his foreseeable future.

"Oh, in that case I should be a humiliated king."

King Uther laughed at himself.

"Unlike now, I'm still a victorious king."

He stood up like this.

came to the brink of the castle, opened the walls and he looked

"Merlin, do you know how I withstood Vortigern's attack at that time?"

"This, I really don't know."

Merlin said very frankly.

"Haha, sure enough, although Merlin, you can imitate all the emotions, you still don't understand."

King Uther laughed and said to Merlin.

This kind of laughter made Merlin feel an unknown panic.

What emotion is this?

Merlin found that this was not imitated by himself, but spontaneously born from his own heart.

He felt that he could not be detached.

"Isn't your prediction completely accurate?" King Uther smiled, and then asked Merlin: "Then, according to your prediction, what will my daughter Morgan look like?"

"Because of resentment, she will become a demon concubine who wants revenge. In the end, she will do something that everyone regrets."

Merlin said to King Uther.

He won't lie.

"Really? Although I don't know what it is, I believe this is not a happy ending."

King Uther looked at the entire city of chalk.

"The rest of Camelot's land, I'm willing to leave it to fate to decide. Whether it's your good calculation, or Lott is more powerful, it's okay for Morgan or Artoria to become king. But the city in front of me, the It was kept because of Morgan and Lott."

King Uther glanced at the location of the treasure house in his castle.

"Those two little guys, when I came here today, I saw that they brought several big carts. They came with the purpose of emptying out my wealth. It's a pity, I have already divided my things. After going out, their disappointed expressions today are so funny."

"So, if I don't leave this chalk city to Morgan, they might scold me more in their hearts. I don't like it. I will always be complained about by my daughter in the future! Remember , no matter who becomes the king, this city of chalk is Morgan's fief."

"For Artoria, I'm sorry enough, and for Morgan, I don't want to feel sorry anymore."

King Uther replied to Merlin.

"Your Majesty, if you do this, it will lead to the division of Britain."

Merlin said to King Uther.

"According to your prophecy, isn't there no city of chalk? Moreover, if anyone wins, it will prove that that side is right. If you win, you can naturally continue to fulfill your prophecy. You want How to do it is up to you. And if Morgan wins, I will look forward to what will happen then."

"At least, this way, my two daughters won't be so resentful that they want to kill each other."

"And as for the matter of Vortigern, I wouldn't worry that these two daughters would lose the battle because of mutual rivalry."

King Uther said so.

Immediately, his expression turned slightly regretful.

"Unfortunately, Lott is not my son."

"Fortunately, Lott is my son-in-law."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Merlin nodded in recognition.

There was still the same smile on his face.