I, Morgan, captured hearts

After finishing speaking, King Lot drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Yes, we all listen to you, Your Majesty!"

The rest of the nobles also echoed, followed King Lot's actions, stood up, raised the wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass.

In the end, there were a group of kings. Although for them, this was a matter of getting angry with each other, this did not prevent them from expressing their wishes again. Morgan, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Orkney in the north is the most powerful country among their eleven countries, so it is very appropriate for King Lot to be the leader of this coalition.

Seeing this, Artoria had no choice but to stand up and toast in order not to reveal her identity and make people suspicious.

"king?"

Although Lancelot on the side was somewhat reluctant, but for the sake of the overall situation, he would only bite the bullet and follow the nobles and kings to toast King Lot.

However, the accident happened suddenly at this time.

Just when Lancelot, Tristan, Artoria and the others were about to stand up to toast, suddenly, with a crisp "snap" sound from a wine glass falling to the ground, severe pain hit, among them A nobleman immediately covered his abdomen, his eyes widened, realized something, and said in fear:

"What's going on, this wine...?!"

"This wine...!"

Before he finished speaking, the nobleman was foaming at the mouth, mixed with blood, and fell to the ground...

Immediately, the entire venue was silent. After seeing the cold corpse on the ground, the nobles and kings gradually realized what had happened.

But it was too late, the piercing pain and continuous wailing sounded one after another. On the square table of the banquet, some people were bleeding from all orifices, some had rotten hands and feet, and some were itchy all over, wishing they could take their skins with them. Scratch.

All of a sudden, demons danced wildly at the banquet, screaming in pain, pleading, crying for help, as well as the sound of cups, plates, tables and other tableware being overturned to the ground, one after another, the scene was like hell!

"Ahhhh—it hurts, it hurts!"

"Wow, cough ha... cough ha, I... I feel so uncomfortable!"

This scene surprised Lancelot, who understood something, hurriedly threw away the glass in his hand, reached out and snatched the wine glass from Artoria's hand, threw the glass hard on the ground, and said loudly:

"Wang, there is poison in this wine!"

But when this matter was done, Lancelot suddenly recalled, did the king say last night that Morgan would prepare meals for himself and others alone?

So, that is to say...?

Thinking of this, Lancelot quickly turned his head to look at Morgan on the stage.

I saw Morgan standing in front of the throne at the moment, with his head bowed, his hands naturally folded on his abdomen, standing motionless. Although his face and expression were hidden in the darkness, there was a strange smile on his mouth, his indifferent face Facing all that is happening in the main hall, it seems that the scene in front of him has nothing to do with him at all...

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Volume 38 · God's Domain Round Table Britain: Chapter 038 [-] The Truth of Hell

"It hurts, it hurts, help, someone help me!"

There was chaos above the main hall, and the terrifying movement attracted the guards and servants defending the city, and more and more people began to gather.

However, after people gathered and saw the hell-like scene unfolding in the hall at this moment, no one had the courage to step into the hall...

"This...what the hell is going on?"

"My God, is this hell?"

"Ahhh-"

"Help, help!"

"Her Royal Highness, help me!"

At the banquet, people fell down one after another, and the tragic death was jaw-dropping.

But on the stage, Morgan turned a blind eye to this, and stood in front of the throne without saying a word. Even if a poisoned nobleman or the eleventh king desperately climbed to his feet and begged for help, Morgan was also indifferent. He stared coldly at the person under his feet, watching him die in mourning, and finally turned into a cold corpse.

It wasn't until the last person at the banquet was silent that Morgan raised his head and said:

"It's over so soon. Really, I thought it could last a little longer. If I knew it, I would have added two less drops."

"Hehe, ahahahahaha——"

Morgan laughed.

"Sister Wang..."

"Well, what the hell is going on here?"

This scene at the banquet made Artoria feel unbelievable, and the terrifying scene even made Artoria wonder for a moment whether she had misjudged her sister Wang all along?Does she really understand her sister Wang?

"Don't you understand? Al, it's all for you."

Morgan said, without hiding anything, and directly said this amazing thing.

"Sister Wang should have told you a long time ago that she will give you a gift at the banquet, right?"

"And this is the gift that Miss Wang gave you, Al, the life of the eleventh king, how about it, do you still like it, Al?"

"What, for me?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Arturia was stunned.

Sister Wang said, is this hellish scene a gift for herself?

However, although Artoria didn't react for a while because of the shock, Lancelot and Tristan on the side understood Morgan's intentions and said:

"Morgan, you bastard..."

Lancelot was afraid of Morgan's vicious methods. Did she not hesitate to poison the banquet for the sake of the king?

"Lancelot, what do you know?"

Arturia asked, recovering from the shock after a long time.

"Hey, Wang, I think Tristan and I are probably Morgan's intentions, but do you really want to listen?"

"Tell me, Lord Lancelot!"

Artoria said without hesitation, at this moment, she really felt that her sister Wang had become so strange that she almost didn't even know her!

Arturia said so.

Lancelot closed his eyes after hearing this, shook his head, and said sadly:

"No, Wang, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who loves you more than Morgan, right? Because she is the one who would use her own wedding banquet for you to unify Britain. She can poison it without caring about herself!"

"Using one's own wedding feast, what do you mean, Mr. Lancelot?"

Tristan: "Probably Morgan planned it early on."

At this time, Tristan said suddenly, and told Artoria about the conjectures in his and Lancelot's minds.

"I am afraid that Morgan has already started preparing for this matter when he was still in Cornwall. The marriage itself may be an accident, but from the moment Morgan accepted the marriage of King Lott, it is no longer an accident. situation, but everything is in Morgan's plan."

"Using her own wedding banquet, Morgan took advantage of this excellent opportunity in order to eradicate the eleventh rule of Britain for you, because she had long expected that the purpose of the marriage proposed by King Lott to herself was precisely for the sake of her life on the island. King Lot wants to use the marriage to seek the name of the orthodox heir of Britain, so as to win the support of more people, so that he can fight against you without any scruples."

"Morgan may have seen through this point a long time ago, so he simply used his plan and prepared this plan. On the surface, he pretended to agree to the marriage of King Lott, but secretly took advantage of this excellent opportunity. A unique opportunity to be together, to poison the party."

"Because as long as this happens, she will be able to wipe out all the eleven kings of Britain at the banquet!"

"And as long as the eleven kings die and all the eleven kingdoms fall into chaos, there will be no obstacles for you, king, to unify Britain. As long as you raise your arms in the name of the chosen king, there will be no eleven kingdoms without a leader." room for resistance..."

"This……"

Tristan's words startled Artoria, but it was followed by heartache.

In other words, is everything that Sister Wang has done for her?

Thinking of this, Arturia gritted her teeth and said in pain:

"Sister Wang, tell me, are these words that Tristan Qing said are true?"

After hearing this, Morgan nodded and replied with a smile:

"Yes Al, Sister Wang did this for you, Sister Wang should have told you before, for you, Sister Wang, she is willing to do anything."

"Including poisoning at the banquet, this group of reptiles on the ground dared to join forces to attack you. It's an unforgivable crime, but it's a pity that they thought about one thing wrong. Sister Wang, I am not a lamb to be slaughtered Woolen cloth."

"Finally, as the knight next to you said, this is Miss Wang's plan, including poisoning. The purpose is to help Al you get rid of the eleventh king, and the promise of marriage is the same. Sister Wang refuses to agree to the marriage, so how could there be such an excellent opportunity to wipe out all eleven kings?"

"As long as the eleventh king dies, you will be invincible in Britain as King Arthur. As he said, as long as you raise your arms, Al, Britain will be unified immediately."

"And this is the gift that Miss Wang gave you, Al, the lives of the eleven kings, the unification of Britain, what you want to accomplish even in your dreams!"

"Well, do you still like this gift, Al?"

However, to Morgan's surprise, after listening to her words, Arturia did not show the smile she expected, but shed tears. At this moment, endless pain and torture filled Artoria heart.

Because Sister Wang chose to hurt herself for her sake and for her sake.

She could almost predict what kind of rumors and criticism Sister Wang would encounter after this.

The witch, a ruthless and unscrupulous demon, actually poisoned the guests at her wedding banquet. Even Satan couldn't do such a thing, right?

and so on...

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Volume 39 God's Domain Round Table Britain: Chapter 039 [-] For Sister Wang

Why, why does Sister Wang never think about herself once?

Why do you keep hurting yourself so much for her?

Sister Wang has always been taking care of her, but not only did she do nothing for Sister Wang, but because of her, Sister Wang suffered such sarcastic remarks. She didn't want to do this, because while Sister Wang was treating her well, she also Why don't you want to really do something for Sister Wang?

Bean-sized teardrops flowed from Artoria's eye sockets.

Morgan was a little overwhelmed after seeing it, and hurried off to hug his sister, saying:

"What's wrong with you, Al, are these pictures making you feel uncomfortable? It's okay, Sister Wang will immediately dispose of all the corpses that are in the way!"

Saying that, a blue flame rose from Morgan's palm.

However, just when Morgan was about to throw flames at the countless corpses lying on the ground, Artoria grabbed Morgan and cried loudly:

"That's enough, Miss Wang, don't do this kind of thing anymore, okay? Why do you hurt yourself like this? Have you ever thought about what kind of comments and other people's treatment you will suffer tomorrow if you do this?"

However, Morgan smiled and said after hearing this: