I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

Mordred: "..."

Cyrillic:"……"

Mordred: "...Uncle? Uncle! Your expression is so scary... 噫?!"

Cyril: "Honey."

"In the!"

"You...you really turned into a bad girl who doesn't dress well and has no manners!!!"

"..."

"..."

"Merlin—is it you??? Absolutely, it's you, an evil magician! Wow, uncle, why are you so fierce...Ah, I was wrong! No, where was my mistake?!"

Sinner who destroyed the country, knight of rebellion, Mordred.

With such a notorious reputation, on the first day she successfully met her dear uncle, she didn't cry, she didn't enjoy the warm touch like the spring breeze, and she didn't...

She was pushed down on the seat by her uncle from dinner to dinner time the next day.

……

"Everything is Merlin's conspiracy!"

"There's nothing wrong, except for this white magician who is always around uncle, who has such a wicked heart?!"

That's right, when the rebellious knight uttered this roar full of hatred, it already showed that she recalled from her grief experience the countless times she had been suppressed and cheated countless times.

Mordred, who used to be simple, cute, and easy to deceive, has been deceived by the magician's rhetoric many times, which has long been countless.

The evil Bai Huahua will use candies/flowers/butterflies, bees, etc. as bait to lure her away.When she walked halfway and found that she had been cheated, she ran back angrily—very well, Bai Huahua had already finished chatting with her uncle and ran away quickly.

After many years, Mordred is no longer the Mordred of the past.

She's not going to be seduced by things that kids like - absolutely!right!No!meeting! ——The will is extremely firm.

However, she didn't expect it.

The magician was still the same one who was so shameless that he would deceive a little girl of a few years old, and the level of insidiousness became even more serious, and all the shady conspiracies were brought out!

He intentionally controlled the time and asked her uncle to come back, just in time to witness the scene where she showed her flaws, causing her to suffer a mental attack that she had never received before! No ideological education, it is really tormenting.

Mordred almost died of anger.

She is not convinced, and does not admit that she is no longer the opponent of the evil Baihuahua.

After roaring angrily, Mordred, who bound himself with his armor, clenched his fists and decided through gritted teeth that he would definitely reveal Merlin's true face and let his uncle know——

"No, you don't need to uncover it, dear Mordred. I know exactly who Merlin is."

Cyril said.

"He's a sinister, cunning, mean, shameless, and evil--ahh, magician! Don't be fooled by him, uncle!"

"I know."

"Really, he is a sinister, cunning, despicable and shameless magician!"

"I know."

"Ahhh! I'm so mad! You don't know, it's clear at first glance that you don't know at all, damn Merlin! How dare you deceive my uncle—"

"..."

Cyril was helpless.

He has stated many times that he knows exactly what the core is under the snow-white shell of Lord Merlin, but Mordred just doesn't believe it, and just thinks that his uncle was brainwashed by a magician, and he can't stand the truth at all.

"Melin and Merlin..."

"never mind."

After only opening his head, Cyril stopped, shook his head, and felt that it was better not to explain.

If Mordred had known, his uncle had been fooled by the magician long ago and had learned a painful lesson, so he would have had a deep understanding of the essence of a magician...

Well, there will definitely be a more chaotic scene than this time.

It's just that you can't tell the truth to Mordred, but you still have to reveal some things in private.

"This kid really misunderstood me a lot."

There was no one else to talk to in private but the evil magician whom Mordred hated so much.

After he gave his niece a strict education, the good uncle secretly began to worry about why Mordred's personality was still as simple as it was back then.

"No, compared to before, I have grown a lot."

Only Merlin can say this (and not get beaten).

"Although she looks bluffing, she is a knight of the round table after all, and—"

The following content is a bit dangerous, the magician suddenly thought of it, shut up quickly, and changed to another topic: "What's the matter, why do I think your mood is complicated?"

"That's for sure."

Cyril paused for a moment, and finally put down the pen in his hand.

In the past few years, he has had the habit of writing a day's summary before going to bed at night, and he has persisted for a long time, but today, he has a lot of distracting thoughts in his mind, and he can't continue writing for the time being.

Not shy away from telling the truth to the magician, Cyril lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, and the sound he made was quite regular: "Before the reunion, I kept thinking, Mordred..."

"I left too early, and I didn't have time to devote as much effort to her as Gawain, Agg, Gareth, and Gachris. How will she grow up, and what a lovely girl she will become when she grows up Son……"

Merlin's hand that was about to hold down the fingers of the blond-haired young man hesitated unexpectedly.

It's not surprising that he vaguely guessed what Cyril said next, but because the topic is more sensitive, even if he had guessed before, he always deliberately avoided it.

As a matter of fact, when they met Artoria and the others, this topic was deliberately kept secret from each other, and no one brought it up.

But now, Cyril wants to take the initiative to bring up this cruel "past event" for him.

Merlin couldn't circumvent it subtly yet.

"That ending was something I couldn't let go of after I woke up and knew it."

"Cyrillic……"

"No matter how I think about it, I feel that it should be my fault for this kind of result." Cyril sighed softly.

"I always think that I have tried my best to think a lot, but I have not considered the tragedy that will happen in the future. If I can persist for a while, and say all the things that I dare not face and say at that time, the ending , will it be different?"

"Mordred..."

Still sighing.

The magician heard it, but felt for no reason that the name of Mordred was whispered in the mouth of the blond young man with drooping eyes, but under this lonely name, there were more people.

Artoria, Morgan.

Gawain, Aggravin... his nephews.

Even counting them one by one, it seems that none of them got what could be considered a "good" ending.

Perhaps, on the contrary, the Duke of Cornwall himself, who died of illness early, can barely correspond to "calm".

Of course, that was what he thought was calm.

"Do you think this is all your fault?"

"Not quite. But I certainly didn't think it through."

"..."

They fell silent.

After the sound of fingertips tapping on the table disappeared and the sound of heavy breathing disappeared for a long time, the magician said softly: "Why do you think that way? You can blame me for all your mistakes, and just blame me." good."

"...You are here again."

Cyril shook his head: "I have no intention of exploring with you, and I have nothing to accuse you."

He had said several times that he would not hold a grudge, nor would he blame anyone.

If we say that before this, there is probably still a trace of heartache that can easily be ignored...

Now, it seems that it also quietly disappears.

It's just that the magician himself doesn't know yet.

Cyril may have already discovered it, or he may not have noticed such a small detail.

but.

"Pretend you didn't hear what I said before. What worries me now is that I wanted to meet so much before, but after seeing it, I don't know... how to get along with each other."

He who is very calm in the face of any trouble, unexpectedly fell into such a tangle.

Moreover, there is still no need to tangle.

"Can we get along normally like when we were together with Artoria before?"

"It's not impossible, I just think that Mordred is different from Sister Artoria. I really want to make up for the time after leaving, but obviously, this is impossible. And, Mo Dredd's there."

Cyril said frankly that his entanglement was that his uncle wanted to repair the relationship with his niece who had mutated from a cute little girl to a bad girl, but he really couldn't stand her bad style.

They are the Cornish family, genuine, upright, gentle and polite gentlemen—

"No, Mordred is a girl—ah, how did I get sidetracked!"

"........."

If it weren't for the extremely strong self-cultivation standing here, Cyril might hit his head on the table and make a loud "bang!"

Luckily he didn't.

Fortunately, he was strong enough to slow down.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have told you this..."

"No, I'm glad you're willing to tell me about your troubles. But the problem is, Cyril!"

Cyril raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Merlin said to him very seriously: "Counting the days of becoming a Heroic Spirit, Mordred is more than 1000 years old, not 15 years old. Her temperament is Morgan...well, her personality is already like this, even if you want to correct it, It's also very difficult."

"..."

"..."

"Yes, sorry? I subconsciously feel that she is still only five years old?"

Merlin: "Pfft!"

When the magician made a strange puffing sound, Cyril was stunned for a moment.

Then, he finally realized that his thinking was wrong.

This is the second time.

the second time!It's a fool who makes such a completely low-level mistake!

Probably because of the sharp drop in IQ caused by excessive worry, in short, Cyril has already covered his face shamelessly.

"Oh...that's really..."

On this sad night, the blond young man who regained his status as a good uncle changed from a light sigh to a long sigh: "I may not have adjusted my state. This is not what it used to be, and I can't force Mordred to become me." The way you want, that can't be..."

That's what I said, but being an uncle is even more sad.

Merlin felt that he was really sad, and was also touched, and raised his hand on his back, as if to comfort him.

"Don't be discouraged, there is still a way. Mordred's mental age should not be too old, he is about the same as Giotto and the others. It just so happens that he can give her a little subtle influence while taking care of his apprentice..."

"Your Excellency Merlin, you are indeed very experienced."

Cyril put his hand down.

The two of them looked at each other, but Cyril was still the same as before, and he looked away without pausing for long.

"You have a point, but... let it be."

"Is that so?"

"Ah."

When the "bad girl" Mordred didn't know about it, Cyril still reluctantly made the decision to let nature take its course.

then.

"Just now, you seem to have mentioned my sister Mo—"

"No, ah ha ha ha, why is it so late? Okay, I won't bother you, go to bed early, my dear, good night!"

The magician, who shouldn't have appeared in other people's bedrooms at this time, moved nimbly, and disappeared at a speed that did not allow others to ask more questions, leaving only a field of flower petals.

Cyrillic:"……"

"puff."

He looked at the petal on the ground, thought for a while, and decided to clean it again during the day tomorrow.

However, a few extra pieces fell on his body, and with the movement of his body, they slid down to the table, just shaking slightly on the spread out paper.

These petals probably leaked from the fingertips that the magician just put on.

It's much easier to clean than those scattered on the floor, just raise your hand and sweep it, and it's clean and tidy.

However, Cyril picked up a piece and squeezed it with his fingertips.

"It's really similar to the one on Your Excellency Merlin's ear."

The color is exactly the same, and the length and shape seem to be the same, but I don't know how it feels to the touch...

Well, this is a bit dangerous idea, stop now.

He let go, and this slender, pink petal lost its support, and fell off from his fingers, dangling once again between the two pages of his diary, and returned to the arms of his companions.

Surprisingly, flowers that were simply in the way were not cruelly brushed away.

"Snapped."

With a very light sound, the diary, which was about to be finished, was closed under the hands of the blond-haired young man.

The petals are caught in the paper, and it may not be until tomorrow evening before they will quietly fall out again.

……

Speaking of which, in terms of the biggest change in the past five years, it should be "this".

Although it is said to be the largest, it is actually not obvious.The tiny details that sprouted in the daily life may only be glimpsed from the atmosphere that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

Cyril's attitude towards Merlin has changed.

If you want to trace, the change should have started from the day he acquiesced to the clingy and nagging magician to stay, and acquiesced to the magician staying so close to him.

Merlin must have not noticed it at the beginning, and it is also possible that he has not realized it until now - even if he was aware of it, he immediately classified it as "impossible" by conditioned reflex.

In the eyes of the magician, it is a huge improvement to be able to stay here (rather than quietly follow him with the cheek).

Cyril is determined, and those who have been fiercely resisted by him are almost driven into the abyss, and it is almost impossible to return to the bright ground.

Therefore, Merlin is very self-aware, and deeply feels that he should seize the opportunity, express himself more diligently, and quickly cover up the matter of hiding his identity online cheating and online dating.

Since the Cyril clinic opened in the slums has gained a reputation, it has been far away from the desertion of no patients visiting for a whole day.

As a doctor, Cyril is the busiest person in the clinic.

Although the two children are nominally students and handymen, they are still in the most basic stage of apprenticeship. They are diligent to follow him, but they can't help much at all. Doctor Cyril is busy helping patients while Temporary distraction to give pointers.

Under such circumstances, the importance of Merlin as the only "doctor's assistant" who can help and not hold back is highlighted.

Merlin would give Cyril a helping hand when the teenagers were useless.

In the past five years, the number of times they have cooperated is not rare, and they have long lost count.

For the outpatient clinic that was leaving the slums this time, Giotto and G stayed in the clinic, while the two adults, Cyril and Merlin, made this long trip.

Of course, they were able to leave with peace of mind when the two children who were left in the clinic had no problem taking care of themselves. After learning for the past few years and being able to treat minor ailments in a similar manner, they could leave with confidence.

Except for the most basic work, if you think back carefully, you will find that most of the time outside of work, adults almost stay together.

Raising children is very hard work.

Providing material needs such as food, clothing, housing and transportation is only the most basic foundation. In addition, there is also crucial education.

Cyril was a teacher for the first time, and he had no experience, so he was worried about what might go wrong.

Indeed, just as the magician first recommended himself, if he comes to give advice as a senior who is a teacher, it will still be very effective.

When he just accepted Giotto as his disciple, Cyril was still worried that G would feel uncomfortable and cause some misunderstanding, so he proposed to treat them equally and brought the two teenagers with him.

He has no objections at all. If he can get another student, he should be happy instead.After all, although G is not like Giotto in character, he is also a very good child.

As expected, however, G quarrels, but only because Giotto did not inform him of the decision earlier.

Moreover, the red-haired boy flatly rejected Cyril's proposal.

Faced with this situation, Cyril was very surprised, and was especially worried whether G was stimulated in his heart.

However, when he was hesitating whether to persuade him a few more times, Merlin stopped him.

The magician seemed to understand the psychology of little boys of this age very well, and directly told Cyril not to worry. G really didn't care, and had no intention of worshiping Cyril as his teacher, and he was not trying to make trouble with them.

When Cyril asked the reason, the magician popularized the childhood memories of one of the famous Knights of the Round Table, King Arthur's foster brother Cavalier Cavalier.

When Cavalier was not a knight, he lived in dire straits when he was always oppressed by his short sister-in-law.

Not to mention that after that, he went to the king's election ceremony to join in the fun, trying to pull out the sword in the stone that only the king could pull out, but the sword in the stone ignored her, and turned his back on the righteous sister who was given the sword to him.

The step-sister has jumped from a country girl to the top king, and he, a miserable knight, has to be a nanny for an unreliable young knight, following her, and a magician who looks reliable but is actually unreliable wandering across the country...

The anguish in Knight Kai's heart is really indescribable.

However, the supposedly unreliable magician said that although Kai was always full of complaints, he was more diligent than anyone else in cleaning up the mess made by the girl Artoria.

"Looking at the red hair... Cough, G is a bit like Kai, but he is not as awkward as Kai, obviously much more straightforward. He will not be awkward with Giotto. Since he said that he doesn't want to be your student, he must be serious. Think about it and decide.”

"Is that so? Ah... It seems that I really don't understand."

Cyril thought of the Cavalier Kai whom he had met once, but he did not expect that the serious and solemn Cavalier Kai would have such a—no, a difficult and dangerous mental journey.

"After all, those nephews of your family can't be used as a reference for the usual situation." Merlin answered appropriately.

"Yes, Gawain and Age are about the same age as me, Gachris... that child's character is a special case of an unusual situation." Cyril said with emotion.

Around the issue of children's education, the topic opened up naturally.

The number of exchanges between Cyril and Merlin has increased unknowingly, and it is no longer difficult to say a few words calmly as before.

Gradually, Merlin changed from just watching on the sidelines to occasionally joining in, helping Cyril teach the children.

During the day, he was busy in the clinic, accumulating experience in diagnosis and treatment. After closing the business, after dinner, Cyril would give the two children additional counseling on cultural knowledge.

G, who was illiterate before, is now literate, and with the foundation, Cyril took them to study.However, it's not like he himself did when he was a child, looking for all kinds of books, and of course there is no collection of love poems that Gao Wen secretly dug out.

He feels that the cultural background he has accumulated over time is equally important as the practical skills he has learned slowly. Both of the above two aspects are essential for a mature adult with a seat.

Maybe Cyril didn't make it clear that his seemingly gentle demands on the teenagers actually raised the lowest level extremely high.

The students did not make any comments.Because they know very well that they can get such an education. In the past, it was an excellent opportunity that they could not have dreamed of. It would be a fool to refuse.

There is no extra advice for being an assistant in educational guidance.Merlin readily joined in, picking the days when Cyril gave the teenagers a vacation, and added physical fitness training to them.

"Don't miss it. Knowledge and technology are very important. In places that are inherently unstable, the ability to protect themselves is also indispensable."

Yes, self-preservation ability-in fact, it is "force".

Giotto and the two thought about it, and felt that this was also very reasonable.

Then, they lived a fulfilling life of being too busy during the day and lying on the ground too tired to get up at night.

Merlin taught them how to use a sword.

But before touching the heavy real sword, they need to raise the strength of their bodies first, swing the wooden sword a thousand times a day, and run twenty laps around the garbage dump outside the clinic.

If Cyril asked, he would say: "This is a replica of the training that Arturia received back then. It's definitely not too bad at all... Oh, I'm sorry, it's not too much, it's really bad Got one."

"At that time, Arturia had to find time to practice duels with Kai. These two kids are beginners, and they don't even have a level or two. The duel practice will not be effective."

There is a lack of a swordsman who can put pressure on them and give them advice in actual combat.

Merlin could do it by himself, but for personal reasons, he didn't want to.

Procrastinating and procrastinating, the missing point has been procrastinated until now...

——Oh, isn’t that what it is?

"...Ah Choo!"

After unsuccessfully trying to find his uncle, and being told that his uncle and Merlin were out for a clinic, Mordred just raised his foot and made an angry gesture before sneezing inexplicably.