[Zongyingmi] You are all my father

Destiny-1

This is a dark and chaotic age.

Fate will always connect you with him, but you don't know, he doesn't know, only the one and only dragon hiding in the ground knows.It's just that this dragon is old and full of resentment. While it may not change his future, this dragon still puts his wish in the beautiful prophecy. He doesn't want all this to be broken, even if ...He already had a premonition that the direction of the future was beginning to become less stable.

These are chaotic times.

The Vikings are ready to move in the north, and the owners of other small city-states also shut their doors one by one to try not to touch those dangers, but... who knows!

Human beings are always in danger.

The dragon hiding in the ground spewed out a small flame, watched it dissipate in the air, and then changed the direction of its head in confusion, and climbed down again.

On this day, King Uther held a celebration banquet.

His son Arthur led the knights to fight, and they once again defeated the dangerous and evil wizard—and the little lord behind him, which made Uther believe that his son must be the best king— After he died.

Uther asked his adopted daughter Morgana to meet Arthur—this was originally her job as a sister, but Morgana seemed to be a little bit wrong recently, which made Uther feel a little bad.In fact, Uther loves Morgana very much, he knows that she is his biological daughter, but she is someone else's daughter in name after all, not to mention... Her birth is indeed not so moral, which makes her a princess , but can't really be considered as a princess - Uther is willing to pay a lot for her for this, but at the same time, he doesn't want her to know the truth.

For the time being, it's like a ball of twine that can't be untied.

Just when Uther ordered Morgana, suddenly, there was a burst of space distortion, and in an instant, the air in the hall became thinner. Both Uther and Morgana retreated, only to find a boy who was most severely distorted by space The place was thrown out and landed in Morgana's arms.

"He's a wizard! Kill him!" Uther no longer thought about space distortion, he glared at the little boy and shouted.

The boy curled up in Morgana's arms in fright.Morgana didn't know why but thought this child was very cute. She rubbed his black hair, firmly and forcefully held him in her arms and backed away.

"Morgana, you give me this child!" Uther said loudly.

Morgana shook her head and continued to back away.

Uther was furious: "He's a damn wizard, damn it!"

"He's just a child!" Morgana finally refuted him, "You cruel king, are you going to kill him? Are you going to kill an unprotected boy who is only seven or eight years old?! Your Majesty !You go—you go out now, and say it to the cheering crowd! Say it to your son who's coming into town! Say it to your people—say you're going to kill a boy who's done nothing wrong, You go and talk!"

"Morgana!" Uther's anger made his face turn red, and his eyes popped out suddenly, "Wizards themselves should be! A wizard who knows magic is a crime in itself!"

Morgana sneered: "Who will judge? You? Or your heart full of remorse?"

Uther froze.

For the first time, he discovered for the first time that his daughter, a little girl who used to hold his hem by the hem of her clothes and was about to fall for a few steps in the hall, now... she has grown up.

The grown-up child has her own opinion, and her kindness makes death a crime in front of her, while witchcraft, wizards and those evil magics become insignificant in front of her.

Uther didn't know what to do.

Of course he loves Morgana...but he doesn't allow her to betray him.

However, at this moment, the boy in Morgana's arms asked softly, "Auntie, why did Grandpa kill me?"

Ga? !

Morgana was taken aback.

Uther was also stunned.

Uther heard what the boy said.

The boy said, "Auntie, why did Grandpa kill me?"

Aunt - this is for Morgana.

grandpa... this is...

Uther's eyes widened, and he stared at the boy—this boy is very beautiful, yes... very beautiful, a bit like his dead queen... no, the more he looks the more he looks like it!

Black hair...yes yes, black hair, so not blond?

Uther looked at the boy again—a beautiful little boy, wearing a very delicate court dress, indeed there was a small crown on his head, and... he called him Grandpa?

Morgana held up the little boy's face nervously in a low voice: "Son...tell me, why do you call me aunt...your...your father is..."

"Kingarthur!" the little boy yelled, "My father is King Arthur, aunt, why don't you know me!?"

Morgana turned to Uther blankly.

Uther was also a little scared—he really hated wizards, because of the death of his queen, he wished he could kill all magicians, but...but he forgot one thing, his wife, his queen, that Beautiful woman, she... is Arthur who conceived by magic.

The life brought by magic itself is entangled with magic... If... If Arthur's children, Arthur's descendants really have magic wizards, then...

King Uther fell into terror.

He hates magic, he hates all magic and people who know magic... But, he loves Arthur, he loves his wife, he loves them... How can he hate Arthur's son?

Now, the only thing he needed was to make sure this wasn't Arthur's son—it wasn't!

Uther is a very stubborn person, he wants confirmation, so he must make it happen.

"No! You're not!" He stared at the little boy and denied him loudly.

Uther was really scared...he was afraid that this kid was really his grandson, he was afraid that his grandson could really be magical—

No, not right!

How old is his son, how could he have such a big child?

Uther pointed at the little boy and yelled with all his strength: "Arthur has just turned 20 years old, and you, boy, you are already seven or eight years old, a child like you, when he was 13 years old, I Never let him touch a woman like your mother—look at you! You look like a girl!"

Chandra, seven or eight, did look like a girl—he was so beautiful, what could he do?But regarding Uther's accusation, he 100% denied it: "Grandpa, you are much more stubborn and annoying than the future you!" He pointed at Uther and followed her example and shouted, "I am from the future , I was born two years later, who told you that I was born when my father was 13 years old, 13 years old? Please! He still doesn't understand how to please his sweetheart!"

This sentence basically shattered all Uther's self-confidence.

Indeed, Arthur has not yet learned how to please his sweetheart!

"Pfft!" Morgana laughed loudly, "Oh, Your Majesty, it seems that he is really your descendant, in fact, they are basically exactly the same when you yelled just now, this point...well, there must be a grandfather his grandson."

Uther is frustrated.

Even more frustrated was Chandra.

He sighed and leaned on Morgana's knee: "Grandpa also told me that he used to be a very stubborn and bad old man, I still don't believe it...it seems true, aunt, I really want to go back, I want I want to go back to my time, I don’t want to see bad grandpa here!”

For Uther, who had always hoped that his son would have a grandson, the child's words were a blow to his heart.

Uther fell silent.

For the king, they will indeed make many decisions, issue laws, and issue orders, but...their these are for their purposes. If these orders are against their interests, then this order is against them. In other words, it should be abolished-interest, Uther's interest is that Arthur can be a king, have children, have wealth, and own land.

Otherwise, his queen would die in vain.

Uther would never allow the sacrifice of the woman he loved to be meaningless.

Even if his son's descendant was a... wizard.

But he still needs to verify again.

"Okay, since you said you are Arthur's son, then you can prove it to me!" Uther sneered, "From today on, you will become Arthur's apprentice, follow him and learn swordsmanship, if you are a Disgraceful student, then...you don't have to exist, kid, I'm not kidding you."

King, it is inevitable to go to the battlefield.

Uther stood up, took Morgana and the little boy, walked out of his palace, and went to the street to meet Arthur and his knights who had returned in triumph.

Arthur was riding a horse, and walked into the city gate surrounded by everyone.

Everyone gathered on both sides of the street to cheer for him.Victory is the best halo for a knight, and Arthur's victory made him seem to be plated with gold.

He got off his horse in a hurry when he walked to the square, because he saw his father, his elder sister—the adoptive sister, and a little boy who looked a little familiar. He didn't know where he had seen this child before, but...he I really think this kid looks familiar.

What Arthur didn't know was that the little manservant who followed him felt bad when he saw the child.

The face of the black-haired footman turned white with a brush.

He stared at the little boy—don't tell him that the boy just showed up like that, the boy looked so wrong... There was unspeakable magical energy in him, and the manservant knew, this The magical energy and his magical power can be said to be of the same origin.

That is the magic of dragon riders.

The little boy was still a little shy. He stood beside Morgana and watched the victorious knights saluting and cheering in the square, but his eyes turned between Arthur and the servant.

"Where did this child come from?" After Arthur saluted Usher, of course his attention was attracted by the child beside Morgana - this child is really familiar!

"He is the grandson of my old friend, Arthur, and he will follow you starting today." Uther said, "Your valet needs to take care of you two."

The servant hurriedly saluted: "Yes, Your Majesty." Then, he stood up straight, looked at the child, the child smiled at him, and he smiled at the child.

Uther frowned slightly—Merlin, Arthur's personal servant, was Arthur's favorite servant, so... probably won't be replaced in ten years, so the relationship between him and this child is probably still the same. It was so good that the kid laughed at Merlin when he saw him—Uther wouldn't admit that he felt jealous as a grandfather, but this was indeed one of the proofs that the kid was Arthur's son.

There are always miracles in magic, but the price of miracles is always too heavy.