Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 21 What we Celts fear least is war
"Hahaha~ My most outstanding son, Kelar, where are you?"

Before he saw the man, Sir Ector's loud laughter had already reached Kelar's ears. His voice was loud and his laughter was so exciting that even the maids and knights who had left the castle far away could hear it clearly.

It's really strange. Every time Sir Hector comes home, he has a big quarrel with Kelar, and then the father and son part ways unhappily. I have never seen Hector so happy to see Kelar.

Kelar was also puzzled, wondering why his old father had changed his personality.
Hector pushed open the door and saw the heroic Kelar. He gave him a bear hug and laughed, "My best son, you finally got it! I can rest assured now..."

"As expected of my son, he actually shares the same ideas as mine!"

No, I think this is an insult to my wisdom and education. Hector is good in every way, but with his brains and skills, if he is asked to manage a small place like Maple Ridge, I'm afraid he will not be able to continue his job and will have to go out to make a living.

The case is solved. No wonder in the original timeline, Artoria and Hector's family would wander around and farm, and only after King Uther's death did they pull out the Sword in the Stone and become king.

"..."

Kelar remained silent, waiting for Hector's next words. This typical Celtic barbarian did not hide his thoughts. He said excitedly, "Kelar, my son, do you know how happy I was when I received your letter yesterday?"

"My son, you have finally become like a Celtic warrior!" Hector laughed loudly, wishing everyone would know what Kelar had done: "War! The thing we Celts fear least is war. We are happy to hear about war!"

"The Celtic warriors were to kill the enemy on the battlefield and drain their blood..."

"...To be honest, my impulsive behavior yesterday is what I regret the most so far."

After carefully observing Hector's expression for a while, Kelar heaved a sigh of relief and said softly, "I was originally thinking about how to remedy the situation, but now I don't have to. Fortunately."

"Fortunately, things didn't go in the worst direction!"

From Hector's expression, it was clear that King Uther certainly did not agree to send troops to fight a decisive battle with the Ansa. Fortunately, he did not agree, which saved Kelar a lot of effort.

"..." Hector's laughter suddenly stopped. It was true. His unrestrained and hearty laughter suddenly stopped. He looked at Kelar in disbelief as if he had been betrayed. His voice became louder and louder, almost turning into a roar: "What did you say?!"

"I said, yesterday I made the most regretful decision on impulse. Fortunately, it didn't cause too much impact. I should learn from this and be cautious and think twice before doing anything in the future."

Kelar never shied away from his shortcomings. He was quite frank: "Because of the fear of the unknown situation and the hesitation of not being able to control everything, I offered such slander to King Uther, which made me very regretful."

"Even the slightest deviation in my thinking could have led to such a tragic disaster. In the future, I should be more careful in what I say and do."

Hector was so angry that he almost punched him. Fortunately, after thinking about Kelar's fighting ability, he gave up the idea. It's not that he couldn't beat him, but it was a bit too much to fight with his son seriously.

Apart from being too weak and stupid, his son is almost an impeccable sage, a man who will be able to rival the great wizard Merlin in the future. Many lords envy him for having such a son.

Hector tried to hold back, but finally couldn't hold back any more and yelled, "Then why did you write to me yesterday? God knows how happy I was!"

There is no way. This feeling of being full of joy and then being disappointed is really bad. The fact that Hector did not lose his mind and hit anyone shows that he has been very restrained.

"Father, you don't understand..."

Kelar's eyes, which had always been tenacious and could not be erased by any difficulties, showed a look of desolation for the first time: "You are all Celtic barbarians. You don't understand. You really don't understand..."

Then, Kelar laughed at himself and said, "Even King Uther didn't accept my slander, it must not be because he was worried about the death and injury of his people, right?" "He was just afraid of Vortigern!"

"What do you know? Do you know the power of the humble king on the battlefield?" Hector gritted his teeth and said, "That white dragon that devours light and shadow is a monster! This is the first time I have seen a monster that can defeat the charge of 10,000 knights head-on..."

"If war comes, to defeat King Vortigern and his Ansa people, at least 50,000 knights and the help of Archmage Merlin will be needed..."

“Fifty thousand knights may be a lot, but it is not a difficult task for King Uther.”

Kelar said calmly, "Not to mention that there are more than 10,000 knights directly loyal to him in the capital Camelot, it wouldn't be difficult for King Uther to summon all the Celtic lords in Britain to gather 50,000 knights, right?"

Looking at the entire British Isles, the Celtic population is more than twice that of the Anglo-Saxons. Mobilizing 50,000 knights would just be a stretch, but it was not an impossible condition.

"As for Merlin? That old nightmare is King Uther's court wizard. It shouldn't be difficult for her to take action, right?"

Kelar looked at Hector deeply and said, "If this is the condition for defeating Vortigern, King Uther would have done it long ago."

After all, King Uther was the king of the Celts, and Vortigern had very few Celtic lords under his command, otherwise he would not have to rely on the foreign Ansa.

Seeing Hector's silence, Kelar asked calmly, "Is it because of Morgan?"

If there were only two forces, the winner would have been decided long ago, but today in the British Isles, there are more than just the Celts and the Anglo-Antonians.

"Yes, the Fairy King Morgan, the Nine Fairy Queens of Avalon." Kelar could see this, and Hector had no doubts. He nodded and admitted, "His Majesty King Uther had exactly this consideration."

"Although Your Majesty has become the father of the Fairy King through a ceremony and has obtained the authority over the British Isles, this is fake after all. Morgan is the true King of Britain."

Hector sighed, "But she is the king of fairies, not humans. King Uther must consider all Celts."

"Besides, you only guessed one thing. Besides goblins, there are also Romans."

Hector pointed to the south and said, "Although Rome was divided, Britain took this opportunity to become independent, but the Romans' influence in Britain is still considerable. If we fight against King Vortigern and both of us suffer losses, then the British Isles will once again become 'Britannia'."

Yes, and the Romans.

This is also a force that cannot be ignored on the British Isles today.

It was with the support of the Romans that King Uther was able to gradually recover from the disastrous defeat at the hands of Vortigern.

However, over the years, the Romans have been too low-key and never interfered in Britain's civil strife, allowing undercurrents to surge between Vortigern and King Uther and for them to fight each other.

Perhaps, in the minds of the Romans, a turbulent Britain was in their best interests.

According to the original trajectory, King Arthur's twelve great victories expelled the Ansas and defeated the Romans, making him the most glorious and eternal king of the Celts.

Moreover, Kai, a Knight of the Round Table in the original timeline, also died in a battle with the Roman commander Tiberius. The Romans' strength should not be underestimated as Kai, a titled Knight of the Round Table with first-class heroic strength, was killed in battle.

(End of this chapter)