I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

"Isn't this... the place we've been to?"

Passing through the fields, passing by the villages lingering in the smoke, and then crossing the dense forest like a green barrier, the king who traveled in a low-key way stopped his horse and looked at the tall castle that had appeared in the distance. Been here before.

No, to be precise, it should just "pass".

Because she and her accompanying companions were passing by the outskirts of the castle, they hadn't gotten too close, and just after feeling emotional and excited, they were hurriedly urged away by one of her companions.

What I feel is the strong and simple atmosphere of the castle that is not covered by the shadow of trees, and it has traces of history and time.

What was exciting was that after being drenched in the rain for so long, they could finally find a place where they could knock on the door and ask for a night.If the owner of this castle is a good talker, he won't have to sleep poorly in the wild with heavy rain and mud tonight.

As a result, the next second.

Teacher XX forcibly dragged away the excited boys and girls with unreasonable reasons like "It's still early, let's go further and the rain might stop."

In the end, the heavy rain didn't stop but became heavier and heavier. I went off the road and couldn't find a village, so I had to sleep in the wild. This was originally a small detail, but I still remember it clearly after many years.

"Well...it's a pity that Kai didn't come, otherwise he would be surprised."

After finishing the memory, Artoria couldn't help but sigh again: "I didn't expect this castle to belong to His Excellency Cyril. If we had gone in and knocked on the door, we would have known each other in advance."

A year of correspondence was enough for her to get closer to the title of His Excellency the Duke.

Artoria originally just sighed to herself and had no other meaning, but seeing her companion was silent, she thought he had misunderstood, and said, "Mr. Merlin, I didn't mean to criticize you, but I just felt something was wrong."

The "teacher so-and-so" that appeared in the memory... yes, it is him, the current "teacher Meilin".

Artoria said: "Actually, you don't need to accompany me. I originally planned to visit Your Excellency Cyril quietly, and I will return to the palace tomorrow."

Just because her purpose was too simple and not dangerous, and would not delay things, Kai let His Majesty go out so simply, and didn't bother to accompany her.

Unexpectedly, instead of Mr. Meilin, who is supposed to be flirtatiously developing relationships with beautiful women, instead of Kai, who looks like an old lady, comes.

Teacher Merlin: "Oh."

The white-haired magician on the other horse sighed.

Just looking at his appearance, he is an exceptionally handsome man. He looks like a spring breeze when he smiles. He wears a cumbersome robe trimmed with lace, and holds a staff in his hand, which can show his identity even more.

It's a pity that the magician doesn't feel like smiling just yet.

"You are too optimistic, Artoria. The castle in front of you is comparable to the dragon's cave. If this place is not dangerous, there is no dangerous place in the world...For your safety, I can only come here to escort you ah."

Artoria (frowned): "Mr. Merlin, how can you describe Lord Cyril as a dragon? He is the friendliest person I know."

"..."

The dragon was not talking about him, but about his sister Morgan.The magician explained in his heart.

He who had fought with that woman countless times knew the danger of Morgan the most.Even in recent years, that is, after Uther's death, Morgan has shown signs of disappearing, but Merlin still cannot underestimate the witch's hatred, let alone be careless.

He had to take good care of "Arthur" whom he had grown up with after so much effort, so that she would not be plotted against by her half-sister accidentally.

Although, the most likely result of following here is that he will be targeted by the witch instead of Artoria, and it will definitely be very unpleasant...

"Forget it, just treat it as if I came to fulfill the agreement and meet that child..."

"teacher?"

"Ah, it's nothing. We've come here, let's go there now."

Guests from the royal capital came to the main gate outside the castle.

The person who covered most of his face with a cloak hat raised his head, and a few strands of blond hair leaked from under the brim of the hat.

Her emerald green pupils were still looking forward, but unexpectedly, when she first glanced at it, the imposing thorns and the iron gate were all backed away, and someone was already walking towards this side.

The owner of the castle smiled brightly, as if he had known about their arrival in advance, set the time, and greeted them personally at the door.

"You are welcome, Your Majesty."

"Your Excellency Cyril, I hope I didn't disturb your rest. Cough, in private, just call me by my name."

The two people who are both monarchs and ministers and true siblings met in a friendly way. Among them, the king, who no longer put on a serious attitude, relaxed unconsciously.

She still couldn't find the reason.

However, she just thought that in front of this kind and gentle young man, she couldn't get nervous, and she always had the warm feeling of sinking into the other's green eyes.

"Ok."

Cyril actually smiled and agreed.

After speaking with the king, his eyes naturally turned to another person who was a little behind: "This is..."

The voice did not fall.

"Nice meeting, Your Excellency the Duke, I..."

"—of course a sinister and cunning liar!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, but one was as cold as ice slag, while the other was set off with a hint of guilt.

A blond woman seemed to appear out of nowhere, with a beautiful appearance and a tall and graceful figure, she could attract everyone's attention wherever she went - if she didn't walk towards them aggressively, her steps would bring a sharp cold wind.

Arturia was shocked: "!"

In her first reaction, she thought that Teacher Mei Lin was approached by an innocent woman again to settle accounts.

It's really embarrassing to think so, because this kind of thing happened in the past few years of traveling while concealing my identity.

Although Artoria was still a girl as pure as a lily at that time, it was impossible for her to be ignorant of certain things that happened before her eyes, no matter how innocent she was.

Mrs. Merlin likes to play tricks to deceive girls' feelings, so it is not surprising that a beautiful woman suddenly seeks revenge--Kai said so.

The woman in front of him really seemed to have a grudge against Teacher Mei Lin, it was so obvious that her beautiful eyes almost burst into flames.

"Hehe...Mei Lin, you unexpectedly dare to appear in front of my eyes!!!"

"I don't want to come if I can. Calm down, Ms. Morgan, it's time to clear up the past grievances..."

"Okay, let's pick today. Catch you and be my magic material—"

In an instant, it became "lively".

Although boiling is murderous.

"Stop, stop, Ms. Morgan, my students, and your brother are all here. Our unfriendly communication will scare them!"

Seeing that a fight was about to start (no), the culprit in the center of the vortex didn't run away, but shouted like this.

The effect is very good.

Morgan stopped instantly, and the murderous aura was forced back into his lungs, and he stopped abruptly from catching Nightmare.

"Cyril, don't be afraid, my sister is just..."

Not only did she restrain her killing intent, but the woman seemed to be a little nervous, worried that she would frighten her pure, kind and innocent younger brother by showing a fierce face—the contrast between before and after was especially sharp.

however.

Morgan turned his head, but what he saw were two faces that were at least [-]% similar, even with the same expression.Put them together and instantly they look more alike.

Cyril: "Well..."

Arturia: "Uh..."

Although the two of them were considered irrelevant people who had been ignored, they were still inevitably affected by the edge of the huge storm, and their expressions at the moment were indescribable.

On the most inexplicable Artoria's face, there was a little more shock from the shock.

Cyril coughed lightly, but he was not frightened, but looked very calm: "My sister, Morgan Le Fay Cornwall."

Arturia: "Ah, what a brave—no, heroic lady. I never thought that the teacher and your lord's sister are... old acquaintances."

Morgan: "..."

Stared at by the replica green eyes of these two people, the elder sister's lips moved and choked, and she was unable to speak for a while.

Because the child born to her mother was taken away by the magician without even seeing her. Over the years, the cunning magician has hidden "Arthur" perfectly, so that before today, Morgan did not Know what "Arthur" looks like, whether it is male or female.

It was widely rumored that King Arthur was male, and Morgan really thought so without thinking too much about it.

At this moment, what appeared in her heart might be the same idea as Cyril's a year ago:

——Those guys who keep saying that King Arthur is a man after seeing the real person, are they blind?

Morgan: "...how is it a woman?!"

Arturia: "!"

He was shocked by the king who saw his real body at a glance, and then he was even more inexplicable.

Because of His Excellency Cyril's sister, Ms. Morgan's tone seemed to be even more startled than she was at this time, and she felt aggrieved as if she had been punctured with a needle before venting her anger that had been held for more than ten years.

wrong.

Arturia subconsciously looked at Cyril next to her. She realized that the gender she needed to hide had been exposed, and she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Although, she was inexplicably confident that the Duke of Cornwall, who had a common topic with her in various aspects, would not be prejudiced against the king's gender issue, but...

"I knew it when I first met you."

Cyril smiled.

"What! So early..."

"Because it's obvious." Cyril said, "In fact, I still wonder why everyone can't see it. It's obvious that your Majesty didn't do too much cover."

This is probably a mystery.

……oops.

straight ahead of them.

Morgan watched as the two chatted happily.

"Arthur" looks so similar to his younger brother, but he is half a head shorter than his younger brother, and the eyes he stared blankly at, he still resembles his younger brother—in fact, according to the age of birth, it should be said that Cyril is like Artaud Liya, both of them are like mothers——I couldn't help feeling more panicked.

Morgan, who was already unhappy, became even more angry.

"Sister." In Morgan's eyes, his younger brother smiled sweetly at her, as pure as an elf wearing a halo, and there was no possibility of getting involved with a hateful guy without telling her.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must be instigated and secretly seduced by someone!

However, in fact, the second half of Cyril's sentence, which was automatically blocked by Morgan, was: "I want to apologize to you. I did go to see you that day..."

Morgan: "Cyril, you..." paused, the corners of her mouth tightened, and the woman's eyes were cold, "You can do whatever you want. I'm going to have a good 'chat' with this instigating nightmare."

Cyril: "Wait—"

With just one word, the two magicians disappeared.

The white-haired magician ran away and disappeared immediately after yelling in front of him. Morgan delayed for a while before gritting his teeth and leaving to catch Nightmare.

Cyril and Artoria didn't know what they were going to do, but based on their intuition and their behavior after meeting, they could guess that they probably didn't really want to get together to drink tea and chat.

"..."

"..."

The siblings who were thrown away looked at each other for a few seconds.

Quite suddenly, they all let out a loud snort at the same time.

After becoming a king, Artoria deliberately let herself control her emotions and expressions, but she still couldn't resist the attack of her smile.

Her appearance stagnated when she drew out the holy sword at the age of 13. Therefore, the girl who always showed a serious expression showed a gentle look that could not help but smile, which was more touching than the smile of the young man who always smiled gently.

"Originally, I had prepared a lot of things to say, but, my sister and the magician... Since they are leaving for the time being to talk about the past, let's go into the house."

Cyril raised his hand as a guide, as if nothing happened, and considerately did not mention gender-related matters.

Arturia pressed the edge of the hood that had been blown off by the wind at some point, hesitated for a while, and then happily decided not to wait for Teacher Merlin to come back.

The two walked into the castle, and Cyril had already prepared the hospitality for the second sister, and today they are destined to have a good time...

just.

Cyril inadvertently thought that this was the first time he had seen the shocked expression on sister Morgan's face when he found out that "Arthur" was actually a woman.

But this is not surprising, a few years ago, when he first learned the truth from others, he was no less frightened than his sister today...

……

Wait a moment.

Who was the one who told him "Arthur is actually a girl"?

The smile that was involuntarily hanging on the corner of his mouth a moment ago froze extremely imperceptibly, and a bit of uneasy confusion flashed through Cyril's slightly constricted pupils.

There seemed to be a huge hole in his memory.

Can not remember.I only vaguely remember that there was such a thing.

The secret of his own birth can still be unearthed, but some things, no one told him, how could he know so clearly?

At the same time, something even more amazing happened.

Quite inexplicably, a shadow that was supposed to be seen for the first time, but which was particularly impressive, spontaneously emerged in his bewildered mind.

It was the white-haired magician.

At the beginning of the meeting, Cyril only said a word to him.No, that sentence is not finished yet.

He only looked at him appraisingly for the next short time.

The magician has a very pleasing appearance, but it is the pair of purple eyes that are different from ordinary people that attracts Cyril's attention the most.

Cyril looked at him without deliberately hiding it.So, before running away, the white-haired magician cast his gaze for a moment.

At that time, Morgan stood in front of Cyril and Artoria, while the magician left alone.With this position, neither Morgan nor Arturia could see the other two.

As if by coincidence, their eyes lightly touched each other,

And when Cyril had a strange look on his face, the magician raised the corners of his lips and smiled at the blond young man whose figure was half covered by Morgan.

Back in time, Cyril inexplicably kept recalling the smile he saw in his eyes at that time.

He couldn't tell the meaning of the other party's smile, which was nothing.

However, what happened to the uncomfortable feeling in my heart immediately.

"...If there is time, I will next time...Cyril?"

"Ah, sorry."

Cyril actually lost his mind in front of the guests, so he quickly apologized.

Fortunately the king didn't mind.

They dined cheerfully together, and talked at length in the study before going to bed.If it hadn't been too late, Cyril's fragile body couldn't support it, and the two of them who might still be full of ideas might not even be able to sleep.

However, no matter how speculative the conversation was, the reluctant Artoria only stayed here for one day.

She is a very self-reliant person, and if she decides to rush back to the capital the next day, she will definitely leave.However, until the time of departure, neither Morgan nor Merlin came back to show their faces.

Cyril received a letter from his sister's familiar.

Morgan only said that the cunning Nightmare escaped with tricks, and she was unwilling to chase him away, so she must find him out this time.So, it will probably come back after a while, let Cyril take care of himself.

There is no need to worry, Cyril feels very relieved.

In addition to studying magic, and persistently trying to find ways to take care of his body, my sister has calmed down a lot in recent years, but she has nothing else to do, and occasionally her spirits seem not very good.

As a result, as soon as Lord Magician appeared, Morgan showed unprecedented "enthusiasm".

Although I'm sorry for the magician, I have to say that Morgan is very motivated now, which is a good thing.

After seeing off His Majesty the King who took time to come here, Cyril was doing his own thing as usual except for keeping in touch with her every half a month.

Excluding the rest of the necessary rest time, the time spent in the study was reduced, and he spent most of the time running outside.

Although he didn't go very far, he personally walked almost every inch of land within the territory, mainly to find out what he couldn't know by just sitting at home and listening.

The famine began to spread.

What people are afraid of is the threat posed by monsters such as the sudden descending dragon...

This process with a large amount of work started two years ago, but because he couldn't walk for too long, it was delayed until now to be completed.

Dangers are inevitable, but Cyril has the most reliable guards: his nephews.

Gao Wen was the one who went out with him at first, and Aggavin joined him later.Recently, the twins, who were encouraged by their older brothers and grew up in elementary school, couldn't stand being left at home anymore, and clamored to escort their uncle.

Of course, it was impossible for Cyril to take the two youngest children with him. They would have to wait another ten years before they could go out.

One month after Arturia's visit, Morgan finally came back.

The woman came back in a hurry, stayed only for a short while, and left just as hurriedly.

She came to remind Cyril not to go out too often recently, and if she wanted to go out, she had to bring Gao Wen and the others with her.Finally, when you go out, you must be wary of a white gaudy thing. If you see it, stay away immediately. Of course, it is best not to see it.

It seemed that Sister Morgan still hadn't caught the escaped nightmare, and the already strong anger was burning even more.

Cyril: "Okay, sister, if I see it, I won't talk to him either."

Morgan nodded in satisfaction, repeatedly told his brother, and then left aggressively.

After saying goodbye to his sister, Cyril sat in the study for a while, when his thoughts suddenly moved slightly.

"If he talks to me, I don't talk to him... weird."

After reading this sentence, he touched the corners of his mouth that turned up again: "Why do you feel that you have said similar things before?"

Still can't remember, the memory seems to sink too long.Cyril shook his head and gave up.

Originally, if his sister hadn't returned this trip, he planned to go out, but since he listened, he changed his mind temporarily.

He wanted to continue sitting behind the desk again, the reply to His Majesty the King had just begun and hadn't been finished yet.

But, just picked up the pen.

There was a little rustling sound from behind, it wasn't too loud, but in the quiet environment, it was highlighted as extraordinarily noisy.

Cyril only wrote a few words and had to put down the pen.

He got up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains that fell to the floor.

And when the slightly yellowish light brushed against his jade-white face and entered the room, Cyril's calm green eyes widened slightly for some reason.

There is a touch of color that does not belong to him, nor does it belong to this ancient castle, like snowflakes breaking into the spring, gently falling into his eyes.

"..."

What made the commotion earlier were the birds that ran to his window sill and jumped.

Today, the bird was startled by the opening of the curtain, leaving only a tiny feather on the scene.

What Cyril saw was not feathers.

His gaze was fixed downward, on the center of the garden that just surrounded the light side of the castle.

The gardener has worked hard to cultivate a splendid sea of ​​golden flowers, and when they are in full bloom, the dazzling colors are just gorgeous, just like the materialized sunlight.

However, just in this golden sea of ​​flowers, there is suddenly a little more white.

The magician just raised his head and showed a familiar and friendly smile to him above.

"Hello, Your Excellency the Duke."

The magician bowed slightly, the wind lifted his white hair, and the corners of his clothes fluttered.

"I didn't mean anything malicious, I just thought that since I passed by here, I should come to say hello to you as the master—haha, it's definitely not to avoid someone's pursuit."

The second half of the sentence exposed the real purpose, but the magician didn't want to hide it.

He made such a frank statement, and Cyril, who was watching him from a high place, was silent for a while.

"Welcome, special guest." He said, "Since you are here, please come in for a cup of tea and sit down."

"Okay."

The magician didn't refuse, but just smiled again: "I'm bothering you without a present, I feel a little bit sorry...so, when I come back next time, I'll make it up."