In Xingyue, my sister Aozaki Aoko

A voice like anger and resentment spit out from Arturia's mouth. Looking at the white-robed magician who was stepped on the ground without any struggle, the girl waved the Holy Sword of Stars in her hand, and the man who stayed in front of the opponent's neck One inch long, crystal teardrops hung on the slender eyelashes, and pain and anger floated in the holy blue eyes.

But in the end, she still didn't wave the holy sword in her hand, but just asked.

"Why didn't you tell me until now! Why didn't you tell me about it earlier, even in the first place! You've always liked riddles, and that's what I hate about you, Merlin!

"...Tell me, why did you tell En about the end of the Age of Gods! You know that the child will not let it go after he knows it, why don't you keep it from him! Why don't you stop him! Or Say, you actually thought about today, is this what you want to see!

"—Answer me, Merlin!!!"

Staring at the young girl who was boiling with murderous intent and anger, Merlin was silent for a moment, then said with a sigh.

"...Because the child said he wanted to see your smile. He didn't want Britain to be destroyed in mourning, but he hoped for a better ending, so that you would not suffer so much."

"Varied......"

Her breathing involuntarily froze, the holy sword in her hand froze in mid-air, Arturia's mind went blank, and she felt that she couldn't hear any sound for a moment, and could only feel bursts of tinnitus.

——Is it because of my wish?

The eyes that were already blurred by tears flashed into the darkness in an instant, the girl didn't know what happened, and it took a long time to regain her senses, and the worried voices of the Knights of the Round Table sounded in her ears.

But when she came back to her senses, she realized that she had knelt on the ground without knowing it, holding the holy sword with both hands, her eyes could only see the ground, and her whole body was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

—Obviously, she almost fainted just now.

"Is it... my fault? If I didn't have hope for my original destiny, wouldn't I have done it? It's all... my reason. Why did I die in that It's weird that I didn't find out about the bumper harvest? Why didn't I realize the truth that the child lost weight?

"It's 'practicing new sword skills'...why do I believe that? With that kind of reason, you can see the problem at a glance? Why...vomit."

The girl grasped the hair on her forehead weakly, her trembling voice kept asking herself, and gradually she became crying, and her tears hit the ground... Finally, at the moment when her emotions were about to reach the limit, Alto Liya covered her mouth with her hand and couldn't help vomiting.

Stomach acid, along with some incompletely digested food, slipped from the girl's fingertips and rolled to the ground.

When she thought that the food she had been happily enjoying all this time was poured by the boy's blood, it was as if she had "swallowed" the boy's existence, a strong sense of fear and self-blame Regret kept pounding her stomach, making the girl's unbearable behavior completely unstoppable.

However, none of the people present cast any strange gazes, they just lowered their heads unbearably.

It was not until a long time later that the girl's vomiting finally stopped.And her holy blue eyes, which were originally full of anger and pain, have become somewhat dull, full of bewilderment and helplessness.

Barely raising her hand to wipe away the filth left at the corners of her mouth, Arturia slowly raised her head, stared at the air, and spoke to the Knights of the Round Table behind her, with an unprecedented fragility in her voice.

"...Agret."

"I am here, my king, what are your orders?"

Agguiwen, who already had a somewhat gloomy face, stepped out of the line, came up behind the girl, and asked respectfully.

"...From this day on, you are the new King of Britain."

"Wh... no! This is absolutely impossible, my king!"

Hearing the girl's completely unexpected answer, Agguiwen turned pale with shock, and quickly dissuaded him, while all the Knights of the Round Table behind him also stepped forward and spoke.

"My king, please think twice!"

"King, please calm down, with the current situation in Britain, it is impossible to accept a new king so quickly!"

"My king, what do you want to do after you have given up your throne?"

......

Facing the heavy dissuasion from the Knights of the Round Table, Arturia just swayed her body, stood up slowly, stared blankly at the air, and said to herself.

"...My mission as the king of Britain is over. Next, I'm going to find Eun.

"I don't believe that child just disappeared. He must still be there...waiting for me."

Ignoring any sounds around her, the girl stepped forward slowly on her own, dragging the holy sword in her hand, and staggered.

And watching this scene, an unimaginable possibility flashed in the hearts of the knights of the round table.

— Wang, crazy.

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Volume 71: Chapter 068 [-]: Avalon

Will the result still be like this...

Seeing the absent-minded girl staggering forward step by step, Merlin lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, and sighed heavily.

In this way, Britain was indeed saved as the girl hoped.But in the end, what the girl gained was still not happiness, but pain.

"Maybe you shouldn't do that, um..."

Talking softly to himself, Merlin was thinking about how to bring back Arturia's spirit, but at this moment a cold and beautiful voice sounded suddenly.

"Because Mordred said that En disappeared, I planned to come over to check on the situation... But, what are you doing?"

"Mom, mother?!"

Gawain looked at Morgan, who was standing on the wall of the courtyard at some time, wearing a black magic dress, black veil on his face, and holding a magic wand, and a petite figure hiding behind him as if hiding, with a look of surprise on his face. Understand why the other party is here.

Beside him, Gareth and Gahoris trembled reflexively, but Agguiwen only frowned slightly.

But Morgan did not answer his "rebellious son" question. He just glanced at Gawain and the others indifferently, and then glanced at Artoria whose clothes were stained with vomit with some distaste. Wrinkled slightly, he tapped the wand in his hand.

The next moment, Morgan and the petite figure behind him appeared in the courtyard.

"Tell me, what's going on, Gao Wen."

Seeing that Arturia didn't respond to her arrival, just walking forward slowly in a daze, Morgan deliberately kicked a stone away, causing it to hit Merlin lying on the ground. On the head, the other party let out a subconscious cry of pain, and then she turned to look at Gao Wen and asked.

"This......"

Gao Wen hesitated for a few seconds, and couldn't help looking at Merlin. After seeing the white-robed magician showing a "you can do whatever you want", he slowly explained everything.

"...I see. I said some time ago that the absurd words like 'King Arthur's miracle and Merlin's magic made the land harvest again' were spread everywhere. Is this actually the case?"

Morgan sneered, and glanced at Merlin who lay motionless on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Before, she naturally heard about the "grain harvest" spread in other territories, but after learning that the protagonist of this rumor was Merlin, she subconsciously thought that it was the half-succubus playing tricks again. It's a trick, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't know the truth of the matter, but it is like this.

"You guys are really amazing. You actually put all the responsibility on En alone."

The Knights of the Round Table all showed guilt and did not dare to refute, but after Morgan snorted coldly, the wand in his hand tapped the ground again without warning.

In the next second, the ground trembled, and dozens of rocks and thorns burst out from the ground, directly knocking away Merlin who was lying on the ground, and Altori, who was still moving forward aimlessly not far away. elegant.

"My king!"

"What the hell are you trying to do, witch!"

"It's not my king's fault, mother!"

......

A group of Knights of the Round Table either stood in front of Morgan and showed their weapons, or hurriedly checked the situation of the girl who was hit hard by the impact of earth, rocks and thorns on the wall.

But Arturia, who was leaning against the wall after being knocked into the air, didn't let out any pain, and her dull holy blue eyes just stared blankly ahead, like a doll that didn't respond.

Or in other words, she was atoning herself, completely letting Morgan attack her.

Looking at Artoria in this state with some displeasure, Morgan clicked his tongue lightly and withdrew his magic.

And Merlin, who was also knocked into the air, sat up slowly by himself, patted the dust off his body, sighed softly, and didn't complain about Morgan's attack on him just now.

After all, the white-robed magician knew full well that the moment he carried out the boy's plan, he was doomed to be hated.But he had to.

"...Your worthless look is disgusting, Arthur."

Morgan satirized Arturia, but the girl still didn't reply. Just when she was about to say something more, the petite figure who had been hiding behind her pulled her sleeve and said softly.

"Queen, aren't we here to talk about Father's affairs?"

The sullen pretty face froze for a few seconds under the crisp voice, Morgan had no choice but to put away his dissatisfaction, and the surrounding knights of the round table turned their attention to Morgan's back .

"Mother... empress? Mother, when did you give birth to another child? And why does this child's face look so similar to my king..."

Gawain stared blankly at the small face of Mordred who was wearing a cloak and a hood, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes, and a horrifying guess inevitably flashed in his mind.

"Is it possible that this is between you and my king..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you 'rebel'!"

Meimu glared at Gawain so frightened that the other party quickly fell silent, Morgan said angrily, took Mordred's hand, and pulled the girl out from behind him, while Merlin glanced at the girl. , The originally heavy complexion suddenly froze for a moment.

"This child...I said Morgan, did you secretly get En and Artoria's child out behind their backs?"

The amount of information contained in the words was quite large, causing the brains of the Knights of the Round Table to shut down.

After hearing the boy's name again, Arturia had some reaction at this time, slowly raised her head, and looked at the petite girl who was snuggling beside Morgan.

"...Who said this is the child of Arthur and En? This is clearly the child of me and En. Open your eyes and let me see clearly, half-succubus!"

Morgan subconsciously denied, but the girl asked in confusion.

"But, mother, didn't you say that I was 'King Arthur', my father, and you, three people born together?"

The air became quiet for a moment, and the Knights of the Round Table couldn't help feeling that they had heard something they shouldn't have heard.

But what he wanted to say was choked in his throat, Morgan Xiumei twitched slightly, and after a while, he reprimanded in a low voice.

"...don't interrupt me now, Mordred."

"Oh."

The girl nodded and closed her mouth helplessly, but her holy blue eyes inlaid with golden rings were secretly observing Arturia who was leaning against the wall not far away.

"So, what on earth are you here for? It's impossible to show off to Artoria, right? I advise you to stop thinking about it... It's probably hard for that person to care about these things now."

Although he was a little surprised that Morgan had brought such an astonishing child, after Merlin sighed, he still advised him.

But in the end, he seemed to have remembered something, and asked with a frown.

"Speaking of which, what do you mean by the sentence you said at the beginning? What do you mean by 'Mordred said En is gone'? Can this child feel En's presence?"

"...Tsk. I just wanted to confirm, but I didn't expect Enzhen to disappear because of your fault. From this point of view, that person really wasn't from this era... .”

Morgan seemed to be answering or talking to himself, with his face turned away, with a little displeasure on his face.

"what does that mean?"