1 Chapter 1: I, King Arthur, will not die by accident

"Hmm~ My head... hurts so much."

Without any warning or reason, as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the scenery and surrounding environment became unfamiliar. The body's senses were rapidly reviving, endless strength seemed to be rushing through his body, and he felt weak as if he couldn't even lift his arms. The contradictory and confusing feelings made Arthur lose his voice for a moment.

I was stunned for a few seconds, my ears were filled with the sound of rolling wheels, and I felt an uncomfortable vibration underneath my body.

Is this a carriage?

"What did you just say, Arthur?"

Arthur followed the source of the soft voice and saw a very beautiful woman with long platinum hair sitting opposite.

Very familiar, do I recognize this person?

——Morgan Le Fay!

"It's nothing, it's just that I felt a little uncomfortable just now. Mother, don't worry about me." Arthur responded subconsciously.

Then, he froze.

I have never been exposed to the language at all, but I understand the meaning and can communicate smoothly.

A strange yet familiar feeling.

A strong but weak body.

Everything seemed contradictory, and the strong sense of violation made Arthur shut up. He was panicking and his heart could not stop beating faster, but he knew that the important thing at the moment was not to find out the cause of the accident immediately, but to prevent the woman in front of him from seeing the flaw.

Therefore, Arthur chose to respond with a more silent attitude, and his head gradually lowered.

Arthur's actions were seen by Morgan.

Perhaps normally, this reaction would arouse Morgan's suspicion, but now that the special day is approaching, and Morgan's past impression of Arthur, everything becomes logical.

"Are you still unwilling to cooperate with my plan?" She whispered to herself, and a coldness flashed in Morgan's eyes, "Arthur, you must understand that I should be the first heir to the throne. All my actions are all reasonable. Do you think it's reasonable for such a huge Camelot to rely on a boring prophecy and a broken sword to choose the king?"

That's the funniest thing, right?

In the past, Morgan would have scoffed.

The highest and most powerful position in a country is neither inherited nor ascended by ability. Instead, they gathered a bunch of people and tried to pull out a sword with the inscription 'Whoever pulls out this sword will be the Chosen King of Britain', but it was actually just a sword that was given a powerful seal?

Although it is only on the surface, if it succeeds, the prestige of the Pendragon family will still be severely damaged.

That in itself is absurd and ridiculous!

But now, Morgan found that she couldn't stop the ridiculous ritual from happening at all.

"If this continues, a kid who is only fourteen years old will take away the throne that should belong to me. Isn't this fair?!"

Almost screaming, Morgan asked this sentence in a somewhat gloomy manner.

Rather than asking Arthur, she seemed to be complaining about the unfair treatment she received.

Arthur didn't answer. The key information he got from Morgan just now put him in an extremely nervous state.

Draw the Sword, Choose the King, Camelot, Arthur?

The memory in the body begins to revive.

Following the names of people and places that emerged from his memory, it can basically be concluded that he was living in an era that was praised as a myth by later generations - the legend of King Arthur.

The woman in front of him is the eldest princess of Camelot, Morgan Le Fay Pendragon, known as the Enchantress of Britain.

And he is 'Arthur', or in other words, Arthur Pendragon.

Certainly not the protagonist of King Arthur's legend, the legendary Eternal King. He was just created by Morgan using magic half a year ago as a tool to usurp the kingship of Camelot, the so-called civet cat for the prince.

There is a prophecy in this land that King Arthur will one day pull out the sword from the stone and become the King of Britain to defeat the White Dragon, and people are looking forward to it.

So as long as an 'Arthur' who can pull out the sword appears at an appropriate time and place, everyone will believe that he is the real chosen king. No one cares whether the crown prince named Arthur is dead or alive. Even the half-dream sage can only shut up.

That's Morgan's plan.

Simple and crude, it works.

Since Morgan can't get the throne, create a King Arthur who can be manipulated.

And he can also be called Arthur.

Because from the beginning of consciousness, the people around him and Morgan called him this and cultivated him as a puppet king.

Unfortunately, 'Arthur' is more like a true knight than a king.

Noble moral character and integrity.

Such an 'Arthur' is naturally unwilling to cooperate with Morgan's conspiracy. But because as Morgan's son, he didn't want to expose Morgan's trick, so today, the day when the sword-drawing ceremony was approaching, he chose to take poison. There is now Arthur.

After sorting out these memories, Arthur looked up at Morgan, his expression becoming complicated.

"Arthur, you don't need to doubt the legitimacy of my actions at all. Even if what we are going to do next can be called a conspiracy, so what? How can the prophecies of the White Dragon and the red dragon, and the so-called King-Selecting Sword, be considered a conspiracy? It's Merlin's conspiracy. It is a crime to allow an incompetent person to become the king of Camelot and lead Britain to destruction. As long as we have the ability, this is the greatest good deed." Morgan persuaded with earnest words.

In fact, if it had been anyone else, Morgan wouldn't have said so much.

So what if it was a 'son' created by her own hands?

In her eyes, it's just a slightly more precious tool. Blinding them with the situation, tempting them with benefits, and using torture to make them submit. If that doesn't work, they can brainwash them, or directly use magic to defeat reason and then manipulate them.

There are many ways to do it, and the title of the British Enchantress is not for nothing.

But…

Morgan's eyes suddenly became gentle as he looked at Arthur.

"Arthur, unlike your brothers, you are my most beloved and only son. I give all my love to you, so don't make it difficult for me, okay?"

What a magical little guy. When did he start?

Obviously, in the beginning, it was just a prop that was ready to be thrown away immediately after use. But now, Morgan found that she had regarded Arthur as her real son. Although she had never been in love once, she now had a bit of the temperament of a first-time mother.

Maybe this is the maternal love that a woman is born with!

…perhaps?

In fact, in a sense, Morgan, who lacks knowledge of many mortal emotions, hastily defined that strange emotion as maternal love in his heart.

"Mother..."

Facing Morgan's soft gaze, Arthur couldn't bear to refuse directly, but the answer would never change.

King?

Ha~

Are there many cases from ancient times to the present? Based on the history of the country alone, the average lifespan of emperors was only about thirty.

In short, becoming a king = dying early = dying poorly.

After the argument is over, I cannot take over this throne even if I am beaten to death!

Arthur squinted his eyes and took in his surroundings.

The luxuriously decorated carriage, the small space, and the weak state of the body meant that the probability of successful escape when facing Morgan was infinitely close to zero.

What to do?

Just fooling around.

In fact, he doesn't care about the ownership of the throne. In his opinion, he is just an ordinary person.

Let him be a knight, unable to slay with a sword; let him be a king, unable to govern the country. Precisely because I know my abilities, I must refuse this matter. But it is still possible to give Morgan advice.

The knowledge and knowledge derived from the 21st century, even if it cannot help usurp the throne, can still improve people's almost solidified impression of Morgan in a short period of time, and then gradually heal the resentment in Morgan's heart.

It should be noted that the king of a country is indeed the pinnacle of power, but anyone born in the 21st century knows that becoming a king is a good thing but not a blessing.

The cumbersome government affairs are enough to squeeze out all of a person's personal time.

Besides, even if he didn't rely on Morgan, Arthur could build whatever he wanted to do business and be a carefree rich man. Or don't you think it would be nice to have a noble name and enjoy your second life honestly, steadily and luxuriously?

Well, as long as Morgan clearly understands how difficult the king's private life is, he can happily be a salted fish in this era~!

So please allow me to say no here.

"I…"

However, this sentence was not spoken.

[The program is loaded and binding is completed. Hello, dear host. I, the Heavenly King System am happy to serve you.]

Arthur: "..."

Very good, the must-have golden finger for time travelers is online, but I'm sorry, I, Arthur, just want to live a normal life.

[Scan completed.

Host: Arthur Pendragon

Talents: Pseudo·Red Dragon Factor (Artificial), Demonic Appearance MAX, Power of Beauty (disabled), Pretty Boy MAX

Special: Magical Artificial Life Form]

[Warning: The host's life form is incomplete. According to system calculations, the host will rapidly age in two years and three months, and die due to exhaustion of lifespan in three years and nine months.]

Arthur was startled and looked at Morgan with dull eyes.

Shit! Old girl, what's the matter with you? Give me all your love and that's it? That's it?! Three years and nine months!

Is this your deep love for your son? !

I, Arthur, a time traveler, only have three years and nine months left in my life.

Such ups and downs were more exciting than riding a roller coaster. Arthur took a deep breath and made up his mind that the precious life he gained for the second time must not be wasted easily due to accidents!

[Task trigger]

[Draw the sword.

Requirements: Pull out the Sword in the Stone and claim the throne of Camelot.

Reward: Body optimization once. (Note: After debugging, the host lifespan will be adjusted to normal human levels.)]

Well, very energetic!

"King Arthur, I'm determined!" Arthur looked serious and raised his hand very firmly.

"Ah, I knew that little Arthur would definitely understand me." Morgan smiled happily and secretly dispersed the mind control magic that she had been weaving.

As a result, the carriage carried the two people, each with their own ulterior motives, and drove slowly toward the sword-drawing ceremony location.