Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

"Speaking of which, Merlin. Have you ever felt that there is something different about Miss Morgana lately?"

A young man dressed in a valet's uniform was walking hurriedly along the gorgeous corridors of the palace when he heard the curly-haired maid behind him ask, of course, in a confused and questioning tone.

Merlin rubbed his hair, stopped and leaned on the white boulder railing on the side, "Sorry. But Gwen, which aspect are you referring to?"

Guinevere frowned, holding a pile of clothes to be washed, "I mean..."

"Well, you know, it's been a little weird since I woke up last time."

"You mean the encephalitis last time?"

Gwen nodded. "Now Edwin who cast the spell has been executed, but I think Morgana still has not fully recovered. Her insomnia has become serious again, although she did not say it out loud. You also know that I am Miss Morgana's personal maid, No one has more say in her affairs than me. Recently, she always goes to bed very late and wakes up very early. No..." Gwen shook her head and let out a long sigh, "I should say, Morgana didn't sleep at all. I suspect the bug still damaged her brain."

Hearing how serious she described it was, Merlin couldn't relax. After all, Morgana was one of the few friends he had in Camelot Castle, and he didn't want her to be so troubled by magic.

"Does she still have Gaius's medicine? If she doesn't have Gaius will be happy to make some more."

Gwen was worried, "Yes, yes. But I haven't seen her drink recently. God, I really don't know what's wrong with her. Merlin, I have never seen Morgana like this. She is so worrying."

"Okay, Gwen. I can ask Gaius. If Morgana doesn't go to see Gaius, she can only bother our rejuvenated doctor to go to her room to see her in person. I don't think he will Mind the time.”

Gwen smiled slightly, lifted up her skirt and saluted, "Thank you, Merlin."

"Wrap it around me."

Merlin packed his bag and ran towards his residence.

Camelot.

One of the five kingdoms. It can be said that it is the most powerful and wealthy kingdom in the eyes of the world.

The king's name was Uther Pendragon. A person who has an extreme aversion to magic.

It is located on the Eagle Plain, and the castle is majestic. Merlin dared to say that the Royal City of Camelot was one of the most majestic castles he had ever seen. Oh, although to be precise, he has only seen this one castle since he was a child.

Merlin still remembers the first day he arrived on the outskirts of Camelot City. Looking from a high place, you can see the green and vast grassland, the layers of trees, a winding white stone ancient road extending from the city gate, and the towering castle. The shock is simply indescribable.

The entire city of Camelot is pure white, with tall spires inserted into the long city walls. The tallest one, the main hall, is where King Uther's council chamber is located. It can be called the most authoritative place in the entire royal city, and ordinary people cannot set foot there.

Of course, as Prince Arthur's personal servant, he was lucky enough to go in and admire it. In a way he is unusual.

It's a pity that the place he is going to now is just the doctor's office. A special existence with a mess, little food, and a lot of medicine. This is the room of Gaius, the court physician.

Merlin opened the door with a palm, and all he could see was bottles and cans, and several cowhide books scattered on the table. Seeing the figure busy at the table and intoxicated with medicine, Merlin snickered, jumped in front of him, and shouted, "Gaius!"

Gaius was so startled that he poured out half the bottle of green potion in his hand. He brushed his snow-white hair that was blocking his eyes, and stared at Merlin for a while with his always wise and kind eyes emotionless. Putting down the medicine bottle, "Merlin! You really should know some etiquette. I'm no longer a young man like you!"

"Oh? Really?" Merlin shrank his neck, then showed a big smile, not caring about the old doctor's pretended anger, and quickly changed the subject, "I think Gaius will be more worried about Morgana's health."

Gaius was not surprised by his tactics. He rolled his eyes at Merlin, shook his head and went back to his own research. "Miss Morgana is the adopted daughter of King Uther..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped holding the medicine pestle in his hand and turned to look at Merlin, "Is Miss Morgana okay?"

Well, whenever the little boy looked like this, he knew trouble was coming.

"Well..." Merlin scratched his hair, "When I was on my way back to do Arthur's laundry, Gwen told me that Morgana's insomnia was getting worse again. She wanted to ask you to come over and have a look."

"But Morgana didn't come to me." Gaius replied. He counted the days and said with some uncertainty, "She hasn't come to me for ten days. I thought she slept well."

"Maybe it's just that she doesn't want to come to you?" Merlin made a random guess, pulled Gaius, walked behind him, and pushed him directly onto the road without politeness, his tone was not sincere enough, "Anyway, you go and take a look? It's a help. I’m doing a favor.”

Gaius raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "Help you? Aren't you helping Gwen?"

Merlin shrugged, "I think you'd better think of it as helping Morgana."

"Oh, Morgana. Merlin. I never thought that the person you care about is her." Gaius answered decisively, without Merlin's reply. "In fact, Morgana is indeed very beautiful. Her snow-white skin, slightly red curly hair, and gem-like blue eyes look so fascinating. But I have to warn you in advance that she is Miss Morgana, but you... are just a male servant. So, do you understand?"

"I understand." Merlin looked up at the sky, listened to him talk after he finished his own imagination, and answered decisively.

"But when it comes to caring, Uther and Arthur are second to none."

Gaius stopped, looked back at Merlin, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are right."

After the heavy oak door was pushed open, a figure was seen sitting on the bed. She had some long, dark red curly hair that was close to black. She sat quietly, covered with a quilt, lowered her head, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Morgana has always been like this. There is no doubt that she is a beautiful and charming lady. When she sits quietly, she always makes people feel peaceful. There was always a hint of worry in her ocean-blue eyes. Perhaps this was related to her precognitive dreams and fear of magic.

Gaius thought.

When she heard the door open, she turned around, and a cold look flashed across her azure eyes. When she saw that it was someone she knew in her memory, she quickly withdrew her cold look. It was so fleeting that it was impossible to detect.

"Gaius," she said. "What's the matter with your visit today?"

Gaius came closer, bowed slightly, and answered respectfully, "Miss, your maid said you haven't been sleeping well recently, Gaius is willing to help."

Morgana, or Jiang Chen, looked at him for a while, nodded as an acknowledgment, "Indeed."

"Maybe the terrible things before still have some impact on you. But it doesn't matter, this is my newly researched sleeping potion, I hope it will help you." Gaius took out a purple sleeping potion bottle from his sleeve, put it on the cabinet beside the bed, and bent down, "If there is nothing else, we will take our leave. Good dreams, Morgana."

Jiang Chen nodded, completely polite and distant as the original owner before, "Thank you, Gaius."

When they left here, Jiang Chen returned to silence.

Just like being a human, a demon, or a god, to him, being a man or a woman actually makes no difference, it's just a body, which can be destroyed or abandoned by others or himself at any time. For many years, he has never encountered such a situation, and he just feels a little surprised.

After the surprise, there was no other feeling.

The connection with Wanlian seemed to have disappeared. He said that the previous two lives were just coincidences.

How could it be possible...

"Morgana?"

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw Gwennievel, who was said to be a maid in the original owner's memory, walking in with bread.

Gwen was wearing a simple floral dress and a light yellow apron. Years of hard work made her skin look a little rough, but her precious qualities were admirable. She was loyal and kind, and people unanimously believed that she was the best maid in Camelot.

Now this best maid, the future queen of King Arthur, is in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked at her, clearly sizing her up, with a serious look in his eyes, which was not offensive.

In Gwen's eyes, it was Miss Morgana who had been staring at her without blinking. She blushed, lowered her head and looked at her outfit, and asked a little awkwardly, "Sorry, Miss Morgana. Is there something wrong with my outfit today?"

Jiang Chen retracted his gaze, "No. Gwen, you look very beautiful in this outfit."

She stopped looking at her, and Gwen suddenly felt relieved and returned to her usual appearance, "Morgana, then, do you want to go out for a walk today?"

"No, thank you."

Gwen opened the curtains and let the warm sunlight shine into the room.

"I have to say that you have been stuck in the room for ten days. No, including the days of coma, it's almost a month. You will get bored if you continue like this, why not go out for a walk? I think the flowers in the garden will be very beautiful today. His Majesty the King and Prince Arthur are busy with affairs, and they still miss you very much. They don't want to see you like this."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

Gwen decisively took out an extremely gorgeous purple silk long skirt from the cabinet and raised her eyebrows at Jiang Chen, "Believe me, you will definitely look the most beautiful in this one."

Jiang Chen frowned even deeper.

If Wan Lian were here, she would probably laugh three times in her heart. Feng Shui changes. Murong Chong and the others had seen it at that time, but they didn't expect it would be his turn. He thought about it, but if he dared to show it, his sword life might have to end here.

"I don't want to go out for the time being."

"... How can this be done." Gwen wanted to continue to dissuade him, but saw that the blue eyes in front of him changed and turned golden in an instant, and Gwen's expression became blurred.

"Go out."

"Yes."

"If Uther and Arthur ask..."

"Morgana is still resting."

"You can go."

"Yes."

Gwen shuddered and woke up. Seeing that she had a skirt in her hand, she was confused and turned around and walked out. She completely ignored the person sitting on the bed.

The door was closed with a click.

Jiang Chen sat quietly for a long time, stretched out his finger and pointed at the void, and gold spread out of his blue eyes, and a cluster of flames rose into the air at his fingertips.

The dancing magic flame flickered in the blue eyes.

It was like a raging fire rising from the lake, mysterious and dangerous.

…

Every time Camelot City's security alarm rings, it means a life is about to be lost.

Moreover, it must be a wizard.

King Uther's hatred of wizards has spread throughout the land. The Great Purge twenty years ago is enough to explain everything. All the Old Religion clergy, druids, and even dragons have been hunted down by his orders. Drowning, burning, hanging.

No matter men, women or children.

Jiang Chen opened the window. The window of Morgana's room faced the execution platform.

King Uther routinely reiterates his determination and perseverance in fighting magic, and warns all the people of Camelot to be brave enough to expose evil magic. Any wizard who uses magic in Camelot will inevitably die.

The man who was tied up and waiting for execution stared at Uther with great hatred, "You have gone crazy! You have turned your fear of magic into hatred, and you will not even let go of ignorant children. Uther, you are not worthy of being in Camelot." King! One day magic will return to Camelot! Your obstruction will be useless after all! Hahahaha..."

Uther was indifferent and said very coldly, "As long as Camelot is under my rule, magic and witchcraft will never be allowed!"

The soldiers escorted him to the execution platform. The executioner raised his knife and dropped it, causing blood to fly. A head rolled to the ground with blood stains on it.

Seeing the wizard die, Uther turned around and walked back to the palace from the open balcony. This is undoubtedly another great victory for him against magic!

Jiang Chen closed the window and lowered his eyes. He had watched this kind of execution more than once. Both he and the original Morgana have seen almost countless heads fall to the ground.

Morgana has magical talents and the ability to predict. She has gradually sensed the magic power in her body, and what has arisen from this is the fear of death.

King Uther, who vowed to kill all wizards, was the guardian of Morgana, who was gifted as an excellent wizard. This was tantamount to having a butcher knife on his neck that could land at any time.

Growing up, she had often seen outside this window that Uther was killing people with magic one after another without mercy. How could he use his dispensable status as his adopted daughter to test her? An adoptive father's tolerance for magic.

Yes, it is well known that King Uther's love for his adopted daughter is as famous as his hatred of magic. Unfortunately, no one has the answer to which of the two is more important.

Although he wasn't quite used to this body and had seriously considered the possibility of reincarnation, it didn't mean he was willing to be pushed to the guillotine. As he once said, how can you tell whether your next life will be better than this one? He was not like in some memories, unable to stand upright and could only crawl. He did not become a pig, dog, cattle or sheep to feed others, nor was he tired of being chased by thousands of people like before. It was enough. What's more, it was him who cut off the original skin with his own hands.

But so what.