Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Every time Artoria lay in bed, what she saw was a size that left her speechless.

"Were you holding it in that long...?"

“Hmm.” Ian nodded.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Artoria sighed, and then extended her hand again.

After feeling his warmth, the King of Camelot also became somewhat indulgent.

She stuck out her tongue and exhaled a little warm breath.

Let's do it this way once.

“Waste is... that’s shameful.”

Saying things that only husband and wife wouldn't feel shy about, Artoria turned around and began to prey on the dragon who had always treated her as food.

Prey seems to be the ultimate form of the hunter.

"Well--"

"Don't press my head down."

This is a history of conquest where debauchery and pleasure coexist.

By day, he was the Knight of the Round Table she trusted, and also the most valiant and skilled dragon beneath her.

At night, she became a shy little kitten beneath him, unable to do anything but let out passionate cries.

The act of riding and being ridden seems to always be in a process of mutual transformation.

Artoria felt there was nothing wrong with this kind of life.

At least……

It was even more perfect than the scene in my dream.

Everyone is laughing.

"I'm laughing too."

"That's absolutely right."

only--

For every person who is happy, there is someone who is sad.

“Lord Morgan, this is the land deed the king gave you.”

"Okay, put it there."

Morgan had heard these words countless times. He stared at the things that the maids brought him time and time again, but there was not a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Here we go again."

Bawanshi picked up the item that the maid had just brought and began to examine it carefully.

But less than a second later, she waved at Morgan.

"Mother, there's another piece."

"I know."

"I know everything."

Morgan walked to the window.

The streets outside were bustling with people, creating a vibrant and prosperous scene.

"..."

"Mother, you don't have to be so sad."

Bawanshi put down what she was holding.

She went to her mother's side and gently comforted her.

"Although we didn't disrupt Artoria's wedding as originally planned."

"But at least..."

Bavanshi turned around and glanced at the various letters behind her.

"She did allocate you a lot of land and arranged for many people to study the magic books you wrote, out of consideration for your father's reputation."

"She even handed over the position of court magician that originally belonged to that man named Merlin to you."

"Compared to when we had nothing, Mother is now a 'pioneer in dragon research,' which is much better, isn't it?"

"Yes, that's certainly true."

Morgan gave a wry smile.

“Even during the war, Artoria dared to leave me in the city.”

“Everyone says I am the sister she trusts, and also the one who leads Camelot into a new era.”

"but--"

Morgan looked at Bavanshi, as if to say something.

But in the end, she didn't say a word, but just sighed.

Morgan underestimated the similarities between Bavansh and himself.

With just that one sigh, the intelligent daughter completely understood what she meant.

"Mother."

"You feel like you've lost, don't you?"

"I lost because of my father."

“You’ve gained a lot, but you’ve lost your father—even I can’t call him that openly, can I?”

"..."

Morgan turned his head away.

"That's not true, Bavanshi."

"Don't overthink it."

"Whether I'm overthinking or not is not important; what matters is what my mother thinks."

"If Mother just gives up like this—"

Bawanshi twirled her wine-colored hair with her fingers.

"Then I think that's a bit too cowardly."

“I haven’t given up, Bavanshi,” Morgan retorted.

No, you do have it.

Bavanshi looked directly at her mother.

"Don't forget, I love my father just as much as you do."

"If it were the old you, you would definitely say at this moment, 'Artoria, how dare you try to fool me with this kind of land!'"

As she spoke, Bavanshi imitated the way her mother, Morgan, looked when she was angry.

"But now, you haven't done anything."

“You don’t even have the courage to mention him, Mother.”

"You...you've disappointed me a little."

Although it sounded like Bavanshi was deliberately trying to provoke him, Morgan agreed with her assessment.

So what do you think I should do?

"my daughter."

"It's very simple."

Bawanshi licked her lips.

"Mother."

“Since we can no longer use the excuse of being an ‘illegitimate daughter’ to find our father, we might as well go further.”

"Something a little out of line?"

"Ah."

“The king needs to handle state affairs, which inevitably means there will be times when we are not together.”

Bawanshi showed an expression of great interest.

"We... just need to seize such an opportunity."

"Why not just find a way to rekindle your passion with your father?"

"Mother, you know what to do, right?"

112. Meiliuqina: You're here for an affair too?

"Good morning, Your Highness."

"Well, good morning."

"Your Highness, you've worked hard."

"Yes, you've all worked very hard."

While absentmindedly responding to the people who greeted him, Morgan's attention remained fixed on his ears.

That was a magic connection she and Bavanshi had made together.

Even when they are far apart, two people can hear each other's voices, making it a very useful and highly concealed magic trick.

How's the situation on your end?

Morgan asked calmly.

"Can... we go in now?"

"Wait a little longer, Mother."

On the other side, Bavanshi, standing at the castle gate, was also observing the situation in front of the gate with a smile.

"Artoria, she hasn't come out yet."

"I'll tell you as soon as she comes out."

That's right.

What Bavansh and Morgan were doing at that moment was none other than an act called "cyber trapping".

Marriage is not the end of this battle, but only the beginning!

of course.

Morgan wasn't sure if he could really do that.

But at least...

Gotta give it a try.

Although Morgan felt that this behavior was somewhat similar to that of his damned father, King Uther.

But I can’t care less.

If I don't do something, even my own daughter will look down on me!

I don't know whether to call it luck or it was as if fate was giving Morgan this opportunity.

While she was still hesitating, Bavanshi's voice rang in her ears.

"Mother mother——"

Watching Artoria leave alone to handle some business, Bavanshi hid in the shadows.