2 Chapter 2: I Heard His Inner Voice

Previously, Lot had never thought in this direction.

After all, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of a sturdy and dark medieval castle. Even in the lord's room, the smell of livestock could be smelled. And in the villages, the peasants were all weak and ragged, looking like oppressed feudal serfs. The maids in the castle were all middle-aged women, with arms as thick as Lot's thighs, clearly skilled at manual labor.

This was completely the image of a historical medieval world!

It was only in recent years that Lot had made more effort to improve his appearance.

Otherwise...

Lot couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't become a fat bastard.

But now, you're telling me this is Type Moon?

Lot instantly felt uneasy.

How can Briain in Type-Moon be normal?

It was a civilization at the edge of the world, where civilization and barbarism intersected, and it could be said to be a completely barren land.

Even in the European continent of this era, the civilization of the Roman Empire was also like this.

As someone from the future, Lot still had some cultural confidence, that is to say, he is confident that he can make himself live the rest of his live with confort, and should he need to go to war with some neighboring country, with his modern knowledge, he can gain victory against them

But if this was Type Moon...

Then Britannia was no longer the normal Britannia.

This was the birthplace of Type Moon's famous Saber-face. All Saber-faces came from here.

Okay, just kidding.

The most important thing in Britain here is the place where there are remnants of the Age of Gods.

Of course, the land of Japan also carry the remnant from the Age of Gods, but it's still nothing compared to Britain

And now, it's almost the time of King Arthur, the last moments of the remnants of the Age of Gods. Various creatures of the Age of Gods will cause various waves on this island at this moment.

There is more than one dragon.

Even Alaya may take notice of this place.

In this situation, it will undoubtedly be very difficult for Lott to change his fate.

'What a headache~'

Lot thought in his heart.

But that's something for later. Now, first of all, he has to welcome his new bride.

As for what will happen later, we won't talk about it for now.

At least, Miss Morgan is quite attractive.

Next, she will be my wife, and I will not allow the tragic future that befalls her to happen.

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"Your Highness, it seems that King Lot values ​​you very much. Look, he came all the way to greet us from his castle."

Sitting on a horse, Merlin said with a smiley expression to Morgan.

Morgan looked at Merlin while rolling her eyes behind her veil.

"Hmph! If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't have done this."

Morgan's nose wrinkled lightly under her veil, showing some dissatisfaction with this matter.

She is now not the witch who will disrupt Britain in the future, but just a teenage girl.

She had great expectations for things like love in the future.

But a few days ago, her father King Uther suddenly told her that she was going to marry King Lot, an ally of Camelot. Morgan didn't even know what Lot looked like, whether he was tall or short, ugly or handsome, she knew nothing at all.

It's like opening a blind box. Before you open the box, you don't know what's inside.

The most terrible thing is that this matter is not decided by her.

So, if Morgan is happy about this, that would be strange indeed.

"Your Highness, don't worry, in terms of appearance, King Lot is impeccable," Merlin said with a smile, as if he had read Morgan's mind.

Morgan looked at Merlin and sarcastically commented, "My father once told me that when facing Merlin's words, a girl should not believe a single letter of it."

"..." Merlin's face showed a wry smile. "Sometimes, Your Majesty's words can be a bit biased."

Morgan remained silent and just looked at her surroundings quietly.

Watching Merlin scratch his head in distress, she said nothing.

So Morgan stopped talking to him and silently waited for Lot's arrival, anxiously and fearfully wondering what he would look like.

He's coming, he's coming.

She could gradually see the approaching knights.

Then, she saw the particularly handsome young man in the middle.

It seemed that Merlin, the royal sorcerer, was telling the truth to women sometimes. Well, that's no surprise, since she's the king's only child and Merlin will be her subject in the future. He shouldn't lie to her.

Morgan's mouth, hidden behind her veil, couldn't help but curl up.

"Greetings to Princess Morgan," Lot said to Morgan with a smile on his face as they met.

"Um..." Morgan nodded slightly under her veil.

Then, at that moment, she suddenly heard a strange voice.

[Is this Morgan? I was finally able to see her in person.]

[Unfortunately, if it weren't for her sister, she would have become the King of Camelot. Perhaps, everything in the future wouldn't have happened!]

'Huh? What's that voice?'

Morgan furrowed her brow lightly under her veil.

'Where did this voice come from?'

'Who is speaking to me like this? Also, what is he saying?'

'My sister? When did I have a sister? And why does he say that if my sister is present, I won't become the king of Camelot?'

'Even if the nobles oppose me becoming king because I am a woman, how can my sister become the king? What does this person mean by talking to me like this?'

Thinking this, she quietly made the gestures for her magic.

She was already a genius magician, and combined with her status, her power was not to be underestimated even though she was still young.

By letting her magic powers flow, everyone around her could feel it clearly.

"Your Highness, is something the matter?"

Merlin asked Morgan.

Even if you are not satisfied with your future husband, you wouldn't attack him with magic, would you? And, his appearance is particularly handsome, even better than mine. Even those fairies would enjoy being in his presence. There shouldn't be a problem with his looks, right?

It has to be said that Morgan's sudden attack left everyone a bit confused.

"Merlin, did you not hear anyone speaking?"

Morgan asked Merlin.

Merlin looked around and furrowed his brow before saying to Morgan, "Your Highness? Besides King Lot, no one else has spoken."

"Yes, I didn't hear anyone speaking either."

Lot spoke with certainty to Morgan.

'Hm? What's going on?'

Morgan continued to think to herself.

At this moment, Merlin spoke up, "Your Highness may be a bit tired. Let's go to the camp first and take a rest."

"Ah, i apologize, it's my negligence."

Lot smacked his head and apologized with a contrite tone.

[What is going on? Could it be that Morgan is dissatisfied with me? I'm so handsome, could she really not like me?]

Morgan heard the voice again.

But, unlike before, she could discern the tone of the voice.

It seemed like it was the present King Lot who had spoken?

'Hm? Did he say that?'

Morgan furrowed her brow tightly.

'Why would he say that to me?'

But then, she realized something was amiss.

'Wait, he didn't actually speak just now, and his words were too shocking. If he really did speak, Merlin wouldn't have reacted so indifferently.'

'So, what's going on? Could it be that he secretly told me through magic? Unfortunately, I already investigated King Lot's records when I came here. He is among the best in physical combat, but he doesn't know magic at all, and he doesn't have any mysterious objects in his possession.'

So what could be the reason for this?

Morgan thought to herself.

With this thought in mind, Morgan secretly observed Lotte.

Through the veil, those deep blue eyes like lakes were gazing at Lotte.

Lotte, who was quite skilled, could clearly sense this kind of gaze.

[Hmm, her eyes seem to be interested in me as she gazes at me. Not bad, it seems that my handsome appearance is universally attractive. Not only my subordinates and civilians, even the princess from Camelot would be fascinated by me!]

Upon hearing Lotte's words, Morgan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

She didn't expect this guy to be so narcissistic,

'Handsome, indeed very handsome, he is the most handsome boy I have ever seen, but this kind of narcissism is really something else.'

At this moment, Morgan carefully observed Lotte again and realized that he hadn't spoken yet.

'These are his inner thoughts in his heart? It's really interesting, this guy, underneath his serious appearance, is actually so narcissistic in his heart.'

Morgan thought with some amusement.

'I didn't expect to have this kind of ability, why didn't I realize it before? Oh wait, it seems i can't use this ability on other people, so, this can only be used on Lot then? Is he the only special one? Did this happen because we are married? Are we fated to become one?

Thinking about it, Morgan's face turned slightly red.

Fate, it's a wonderful thing.

A bit of sweetness spread through her heart.

But after this sweetness, she thought of a question.

'What was the first thing Lot said earlier?' With my sister here, I cannot become the king of Camelot, what does my sister look like?'

Morgan looked at Lot, wanting to hear his thoughts again.

However, at this moment, she felt her eyes start to sting, a feeling of fatigue creeping up on her.

It was as if something was telling Morgan that she can't do what he had just done anymore, that she can only do it at a later date.

So Morgan could only speculate silently in her mind.

'What exactly is going on? Why do I not know anything about my father having a sister? Why did the presence of my sister mean i can't become the king of Camelot?'

'If it's because of gender, if it's because the other nobles don't want a woman to become the king of Camelot, they would need a man to take the throne. So why would my sister become a king instead of me?'

'This is all so strange, and how did Lot even know about this? Even if I had a sister, this would be one of the most closely guarded secrets of the royal family. How did Lot find out?'

Morgan really wanted to grab Lot's arm and ask him why.

But these were all her private thoughts, how could Morgan ask him?

She could only silently speculate in her mind for now.

Meanwhile, Merlin looked at Morgan and Lot, feeling strange.

The current situation was already deviating from the future he had seen.

Morgan was someone he had been watching all along, and she had not left his sight.

'For her to act like this, then the problem surely lies with Lot'

Merlin quietly looked towards Lotte,

but his clairvoyance couldn't see clearly.

This feeling made Merlin feel strange.

His future had become a complete mystery.

'Interesting, really interesting. Maybe even the fate I saw before could change.'

He chuckled to himself, thinking in his mind.

This degree of not being able to see the future, even if it's his own, made Merlin feel a strange feeling.

Although it's not a good feeling, it's not bad either.

......

As the object of contemplation for these two people, Lot was also thinking about a crucial question in his mind at the moment.

"What should we have for dinner today? I'm starting to get tired of eating barbecue outside for so many days."

He thought in his mind.