Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

Morgan nodded subconsciously.

Then she realized something was wrong.

etc.

My father's daughter,

Isn't that me?

What are you thinking?

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

I won't let you go to bed tonight.

Huh~

…

"Altria, come, I'll give you a task."

Lot found Altria.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Altria said firmly.

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

Lott said seriously.

"what?"

Altria was embarrassed.

Originally, I was looking forward to tomorrow night, taking advantage of the feast to have a special meal.

Then…

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

Others are eating delicacies, so leave me blowing cold air on the rooftop.

"good."

But these should be done by the knights, so Altria could only agree to it.

The aggrieved expression on his face can be seen with the naked eye.

And looking at her with such an expression.

Lot's face showed a sense of joy from his heart.

Bullying my sister-in-law, that's really funny.

Ha ha…

Lot felt that a devil's tail was about to grow on his tailbone.

And this sense of pleasure lasted until the evening.

…

"...So why should I go to the living room!"

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

[How did I provoke her? Did her relatives come? No, I remember that I just came here half a month ago! 】

Lott stood at the door with a dazed expression.

This,

What is it for?

Very wronged.

Really wronged.

Listen to the aggrieved voice of Lott outside the door.

Morgan's mouth turned up slightly.

Humph,

Still want to calculate my aging mother?

Think hard tonight and wait till tomorrow...

Tomorrow is a bit long.

Three hours later.

No, one hour.

can not be lower.

If it is lower, the slutty dog ​​will have to push his nose to his face.

This will not work.

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

She thought triumphantly in her heart.

…

At the same time, in the palace of King Uther.

King Uther looked at Merlin who was standing in front of him.

"You said, who should pass this Camelot's throne to?"

He asked Merlin seriously.

Chapter 42 I don’t want to be sorry for my daughter [first more]

"Your Majesty's body, is it like this already?"

Merlin's face remained unchanged, and she asked King Yousef.

"Yes, you knowingly asked. My body, although I barely survived the battle with Vortigung. However, it has also been seriously injured irreparably. Soon, my body will be supported. Can't go on anymore."

King Uther stared at Merlin, his face very flat.

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

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

"Yes, your majesty is not wrong in what you said."

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 guys 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 to him, he didn't care at all.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"So, according to your truth, to whom should Camelot's king belong?"

"Altria. I still want to say it's Altria."

Merlin said without hesitation.

"She will be a qualified king who will let Camelot exude glorious splendor. And, she will let the history of this island nation belong to mankind."

"Yes?"

Then, King Youther asked Merlin: "I want to know, if it weren't for Lot's presence, then what would my destiny be? You told me that he is special and he didn't interfere with your prediction. What fate will it be?"

"Your Majesty will die in battle. He will die in the battle with Vottigung, and this chalk city will belong to him. It will not be until a long time later that Altria will be defeated by Altria."

Merlin answered his foreseeable future.

"Oh, if that were the case, I would be a humiliating king."

King Uther laughed at himself.

"Unlike now, I am still a victorious king."

He stood up like this.

Came to the edge of the castle, opened the wall and he watched

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

"This, I really don't know."

Merlin said frankly.

"Haha, sure enough, although you fellow Merlin can imitate all feelings, you still don't understand it."

King Uther said to Merlin with a big smile.

This kind of laughter made Merlin feel an unknown panic.

What kind of emotion is this?

Merlin realized that this was not imitated by herself, but came out of her own heart spontaneously.

He felt that he couldn't be detached anymore.

"Your prediction is not completely accurate." King Uther smiled, and then asked Merlin: "So, in your prediction, what will my daughter Morgan look like?"

"She will become a concubine who wants revenge because of resentment. In the end, she will do things that everyone regrets."

Merlin said to King Uther.

He will not lie.

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

King Uther looked over the entire chalk city.

"Camelot's other land, I am willing to leave it to fate to decide. Whether it's your calculations or Lot's stronger power, Morgan or Altria can be the king. But the city in front of you, that It was because of Morgan and Lott that he kept it."

King Uther glanced at the location of his castle's treasure trove.

"The two little guys, when I came here today, I saw that I had brought several big cars with them. They were planning to arrive with the purpose of emptying out my wealth. It's a pity, I have already divided my things. After going out, their disappointed expressions are really funny today."

"So, this chalk city, if I don't leave it to Morgan, they will probably scold me more in their hearts by then. I don't like it. My daughter will continue to complain in my heart in the future! Remember! No matter who becomes the king, this chalk city is Morgan's fief."

"For Altria, 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.

"In your prophecy, isn’t the chalk city that there is no one? And, if anyone wins, then it proves that the side is right. If you win, naturally you can continue to fulfill your prophecy, you want What you do is up to you. And if Morgan wins, I will look forward to what will happen then."

"At least, by doing this, my two daughters will not resent enough to want to kill each other."

"As for Vortigung, I don't worry that these two daughters will be defeated because of each other."

King Uther said so.

Immediately, his expression was a little bit regretful.

"Unfortunately, Lot is not my son."

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

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Merlin nodded and recognized it.

There was still a constant smile on his face.