No one knows King Arthur better than I do

"Nero's Concert"

And Scathach—

"Skathach is working overtime"

As for other people, it is impossible to come and disturb the affairs here, so Carl and Morgan went on a date together.

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"It was really hard to imagine that a similar secret place would one day become a place similar to a tourist attraction..."

Morgan and Carl used the cognitive impairment technique to make others unable to recognize their identities. Then, after handing in the tickets, they walked in the tunnel before entering the secret realm. In the darkness, Carl and Morgan held hands logically. Pulled together, Morgan somewhat sighed afterward.

"Yes."

Carl is not incomprehensible to Morgan's exclamation.

After all, when he was still opening a tavern, the embers of the Age of Gods were already very thin at that time, and even Britain was about to lose the soil of the Age of Gods.

In that case Rift means mystery.

If the secret realm is also opened as a tourist attraction, then the mystery will become thinner and thinner, which is not a good thing.

But now it's different...

"Now that the Age of Gods has existed forever, that's the way it is if it's mysterious or not. Under such circumstances, of course, secret places can be used as tourist attractions, and even magic can become well-known. It doesn't matter if you open an academy."

The matter of eternal existence in the age of gods has the meaning of eternal existence in the age of gods.

Mysterious non-recession means that certain technologies can gradually become popular.

This is also the core reason for the development of the Federation's magic technology.

but…

"Carl, if the Age of Gods lasts forever, there must be some gods alive in this world when you pulled out your gun..."

"Maybe some of them are still recovering, and some of them may really be dead—but the number of gods who are really alive is estimated to be quite a lot."

"But they didn't come when you became the king of kings, and they've been in this world ever since. I never heard of them doing anything."

"But even so, I think we should pay more attention to these guys..."

Hearing what Morgan said, Carl nodded.

"If the gods really have retained a strong branch, then it is indeed a problem not to come out even when the world is about to be destroyed..."

——Being able to hold back in that situation...

Either it is really weak.

Either they are not afraid of death.

Either...then there is some kind of huge ambition that even one's own life can be bet on.

It could be the first, it could be the second...

I just hope not to use the last one.

Carl and Morgan stepped into this secret place specially opened as a tourist attraction with such an idea.

This is not the sea, nor is it a mountain.

Here is a huge sea of ​​trees.

It has been remodeled and tidied up.

Countless clocks belonging to the age of gods and mysterious things live here.

It's just that after cleaning it once, entering here is like stepping into a primitive zoo in a sense.

Relaxed, laid back, fun and without any danger.

"Look, Karl, that's a magic pig..."

Morgan saw a huge demon pig passing by, and couldn't help hugging Carl's arm excitedly, shouting with the people around him.

But Karl knew very well that the people around just felt incredible that they could see the magic pig and the other party didn't attack them.

But Morgan was happy that the special technique developed from the Harpy could suppress even the Demon Pig.

She and the crowd around her were laughing, but they were enjoying a completely different kind of entertainment.

but…

——If she's happy, it doesn't matter.

Carl and Morgan followed the team to an open space under the leadership of the tour guide.

Then it was noon, and everyone started to eat lunch spontaneously.

At the very beginning, Morgan proposed to do something for Carl—but this matter was rejected by Carl because he used to be a chef and had the dignity of a chef.

After all, Morgan's cooking level is actually the same as that of Meili - they are all researched from alchemy (

Mei Li is a nightmare, and she will eat some messy things by herself.

I don't know if Merlin taught Morgan, but in short, Morgan's recipe is surprisingly similar to Mellie's - what kind of lizard's tail, mouse's tears, mandrake and so on...

So Karl consciously took over the job of cooking.

At this moment, when Morgan saw Carl skillfully spread a tablecloth on the floor, and then took out the food he prepared bit by bit, she also planned to wait for a while when she returned and made up her mind to start researching the kitchen. art.

after all…

Thinking of this, Morgan looked at Carl who was getting ready, his face turned slightly red.

——After all, if you get married in the future, you can't always let Karl do these things... Although there are still waiters, if you can't even let him eat the meals you cook yourself, according to what Tamamo said before, it seems to be disqualified yes...

Karl is still making preparations at the moment.

So he had no idea that Morgan had even figured out what their child's name should be at this moment.

……

21. Karl wants to get off work

Roast beef with crispy skin and bright red inside, well-fried homemade sausages, salad made with fresh fruits, fish and chips packed in small wooden baskets with oil-absorbing paper...

The staple food is buttered toast, vegetables include lettuce and cucumber, and basically every flavor of jam is carried in Karl's system space. For soup, it is creamy soup, and for drinks, it is the same as jam. Karl basically prepares every flavor.

"Although it's not very rich, but this level is almost enough to meet the needs of a picnic. If you think you have enough bread, rice or boiled beans, I have prepared them here."

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan looked at the food box in front of him and smiled slowly.

"There is even roast beef and homemade sausages. It must have taken a lot of time to prepare these?"

Hearing what Morgan said, Carl smiled slightly.

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan blinked.

"Then... lie first?"

"The lie is that it really took a long time. If the beef is roasted to this level, from preparation, marinating to actual production, these things are enough to take hours, not to mention homemade sausages and insulation measures Now, it probably takes quite a while to prepare these dishes, and it's still very laborious."

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan nodded, and then asked suddenly.

"Then what's the truth?"

Facing Morgan's inquiry, Carl proudly raised his finger.

"To tell the truth, you know that Overlord has the ability to freely manipulate time, so I didn't get up early in the morning, I got up normally, and then paused the time to be lazy and do it, so it is actually converted to the time here It’s probably less than 0.1 second!”

Forehead…

Hearing what Carl said and seeing his complacent look, Morgan was also a little dumbfounded.

"If Su Daji, who was killed by you, knows that you used the power of the overlord in such a place, she will definitely condemn you..."

"She didn't."

Ok?

Carl said something inexplicable first, then looked at Morgan's incomprehensible expression, Carl didn't explain, just shook his head at Morgan with a smile.

"Ability is not just for use. I hate fighting. If ability can bring me convenience in other places, then I feel that it has exerted its greatest value."

Morgan knew Carl was telling the truth.

But although Karl hates fighting——but those powerful guys were all dealt with by him who hated fighting.

Speaking of which, Karl never exercises, never studies how to fight, and has no interest in gaining strength when he doesn't need it...

But that's how he defeated countless guys who would do anything for power.

Speaking of it, Morgan felt that the opponent was wronged for losing.

But really talking about why they lost to Karl—

That might be because they don't hate fighting as much as Karl... maybe?

With such thoughts in mind, Morgan shook his head slightly, and stopped thinking about these messy things, and just ate something with Carl, enjoying the breeze and the atmosphere that belonged to nature.

After the meal, the afternoon sun went down, and Morgan, who was bathed in the sun, looked at the lazy Carl lying on the grass beside her. For a moment, she seemed to understand why Carl liked to spend his days so lazily.

There is no absolute reason for that.

If you really want to say it, there is probably only one reason:

——Because I’m tired from working all the time.

With this thought in mind, Morgan, who was lying next to Carl, chatted with Carl at random.

"Karl... You are not living the life you want at all... You must be very tired living a life you don't want."

It was obviously a doubt, but Morgan used a positive tone.

Carl, who heard what Morgan said, opened his eyes, looked at the clear space above his head and the birds flying in the sky, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Living is tiring... Once upon a time, I heard people say that people will die one day. Since they will die sooner or later, why do they have to live so desperately?"

"At that time, I felt that what the other party said might be reasonable, but after thinking about it, how should I live and how should I live-sometimes life is like this."

"Although you don't know what you live for, you still live, and you even try to live."

"And this applies to beings with a lifespan of only a hundred years or so, and it also applies to those of us with an infinite lifespan..."

"Since you don't know why you live from the beginning, it doesn't really matter how you live."

"What you want, what you don't want—in the end, it's just a child who loses his temper, and he only thinks about himself. A child who gave up on growing up..."

"You haven't grown up yet, so how can you talk about the word mature..."

"me too."

"—Comparing the me before and the me now, although I may still have a childish temper in some places, but compared to the past, the me now is more or less mature~"

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan was a little silent, but Carl continued talking.

"However, if you want to say whether you are simply tired or not, you must be tired. After all, no matter how nice you say, people are actually as self-willed as they were when they were young..."

"That is to say, I will be willful so that people are like people-so I am fine now, and there is nothing unhappy about it. I am tired, but I don't think there is anything bad about living like this."

"I just have to say..."

Thinking of this, Carl couldn't help scratching his face in embarrassment.

"Want an heir."

When Karl thought of his prestige within the Federation, he immediately sighed about his future.

"No matter how much I think about others, I don't want to work for the rest of my life... so if there is an heir who can perfectly inherit my position when I want to retire, then I will probably be happy."

Hearing what Carl said, Morgan laughed slowly.

Seeing his helpless look, the heavy topic before seemed to be ignored.

But before Carlsson could breathe a sigh of relief, a wave of magic power emanated from Morgan's body.

The magic circle used for teleportation unfolded on the ground, and Carl and Morgan were teleported out of the secret realm by Morgan in an instant, and returned to Carl's room in the Royal Court of the Holy Capital.

It was the first time Carl had experienced such a thing in the middle of the trip, but there was nothing unexpected about it.

What really caught him off guard was what happened next...