at night.

"My Lady, here it is, this is your share."

Ian handed the grilled fish to Morgan in front of him respectfully.

After the latter took the grilled fish, he asked with slight surprise: "Ian, do you know how to do this?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, "Your Majesty, I come from a humble background, so I naturally know how to deal with the fish I catch."

"But--"

Morgan looked at the fish in his hand that was skewered by a branch, and then at the portion in Ian's hand that was cooked in the same way.

"Why...your share is so small?"

Just like what Morgan lamented, even though they were all grilled fish, the portion in his hand was much larger than the portion in Ian's hand.

Facing Morgan's question, Ian just smiled and replied:

"My Lady, you are the future king of Britain."

"Everything on this land belongs to you, and I only bring them to you according to your needs. How can I arbitrarily ask for them without good reason?"

"I am extremely lucky that you allow me to do this."

"Ian..." Morgan held the grilled fish, curled up his legs, looked at the bonfire in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you really believe that I can become King of Britain?"

"My Lady, it is not belief, but affirmation."

Ian helped Morgan drive away the flying insects that gathered because of the bonfire.

"You are the future owner of Britain and the king recognized by this country. All knights will be honored by your presence."

"But you are the only one who has said such things to me..."

The bonfire cast a sea of ​​red in Morgan's eyes, making her eyes slightly white.

She seemed a little tired.

"There will always be someone who is the first, and it will never be the last."

Ian described his understanding in this way, with light in his eyes, as if he was describing the future that has become a fact.

"I am just lucky enough to be recognized as the first by you, the princess. My death will allow you to gain more loyalty."

"But those are-"

Morgan turned to look at Ian who was standing aside. What he saw was a face that still trusted him absolutely, but it was already covered with scars left by stones.

Morgan realized that this seemed to be the first time he noticed this - Ian really believed in himself with his life, and thus endured countless abuses and misunderstandings.

Everything she wanted to say was swallowed back.

Instead, there is a command:

"When you keep vigil for me tonight, sit over here by the bonfire. No one will know."

"As you command, my lady."

[The British army's battle line was not stretched too long. 】

[Your solo journey with Morgan has quickly come to an end. 】

[You were brought to King Uther by her as proof of your achievements. 】

[Morgan said that he will execute you in front of all the knights, so as to boost the morale of the British army. 】

[You thought this would make King Uther realize the importance of Morgan, but you didn’t expect him to set his sights on you. 】

[He plans to talk to you alone. 】

14. He is a king and a father

[Morgan did not expect that King Uther would want to talk to you alone. 】

[She tried to explain your danger to King Uther to prevent such a thing from happening. 】

[But King Uther only used one look to make Morgan realize that it was time for him to remain silent. 】

[The king is the king, and the king’s orders cannot tolerate any refutation. 】

[Morgan salutes King Uther and bids farewell. 】

[At the last moment before leaving, she gave you a meaningful look. 】

[And you looked back at her. 】

[The moment their eyes met, you conveyed your promise to Morgan that you would never say anything more. 】

[This reassured her a little. 】

After Morgan left.

Silence spread to the entire tent.

King Uther, who was in a high position, waved his hand gently, and then the knights heard incredible orders.

"You also leave."

"I want to talk to him alone."

No knight dared to say anything - after all, not even Morgan's words had an impact on King Uther.

Soon, the original trial-like atmosphere quickly turned into a separate meeting between Ian and King Uther.

In all fairness.

Ian didn't think this was a rational choice - after all, if he was really Vortigern's minion, this kind of private meeting would be a godsend.

It is not necessary to kill the king, even serious injury is enough to change the direction of the entire British war.

Has the twilight king begun to become dull?

But what King Uther said next was beyond Ian's expectation.

I saw him getting up from his high position and walking towards Ian step by step.

Like his brother Vortigern, King Uther was also old.

His movements were not as agile as expected, but he still showed the calmness of a king.

He walked up to Ian and pulled out his sword blade.

The silver light shines on the British sword, silently telling that this king's strength is extraordinary.

Ian closed his eyes, ready to accept whatever might happen to him, but unexpectedly, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Almost immediately, Ian felt his hands and neck feel relaxed again.

He opened his eyes and found that King Uther had broken his shackles for him.

The old king retracted the sword blade, and his weathered eyes stared at the enemy called the White Dragon minions in front of him.

"Long time no see, Ian."

[You realize that your identity has been exposed. 】

[But you also realize that your identity and intentions have not been exposed at all. This is also the first time you have seen this wise king after many years. 】

[Countless doubts arise in your heart, and all of them point to one question: How did he know? 】

[King Uther seems to be able to see into people's hearts. He sees your doubts. 】

"Remember every knight who held a sword for Britain."

King Uther put his sword back into its scabbard.

"Ian, the knight raised by the orphan daughter, disappeared many years ago."

"I don't know what happened, but your swordsmanship is exactly the same as his."

Realizing that this situation would definitely implicate Morgan, Ian immediately said:

"Don't compare me to a knight like that."

"I am the sharp blade of the White Dragon King, and I will surely destroy all of Britain! Kill me, King Uther, otherwise you will definitely regret your kindness at this moment!"

"In that case—"

King Uther looked at Ian, who was eager to distance himself from his relationship with Morgan, and his eyes that had gone through the years still had enough courage.

Clang.

King Uther threw the sword blade in his hand in front of Ian.

"Then prove your statement."

[You looked at the sword blade on the ground, your hands trembling. 】

[You picked it up and walked towards King Uther step by step. 】

[But King Uther did not have the slightest fear. Your advance did not make him take a step back. He had absolute confidence in his own judgment. 】

[You realize that King Uther, like Vortigern, is a king who has stood through the ages. 】

[You raise the blade in your hand. 】

[It’s just that the target you are stabbing is not King Uther, but yourself! 】

Ian decided to commit suicide.

Now that the identity has been exposed on both sides, before something worse happens, use your own death to erase all traces.

Britain can have one more disloyal and unjust knight, but it must not have a despised princess!

bang.

King Uther knocked Ian's sword blade away with his bare hands.

The sword was ruthless, and blood flowed from his hand and dripped on the ground - it was a scene that would make anyone feel a pain just looking at it.

But King Uther didn't seem to care at all.

He clenched his fist, keeping every drop of the blood that symbolized the royal family in his hand.

"You are right, you are Ian."

Now that the matter has come to this, Ian can no longer deny it.

He nodded, and then took all the blame on himself.

"King, I thought of everything. The Queen doesn't know all of this."

"So if there is any punishment, please let me bear it alone. The princess... is innocent."

[Hearing your words, King Uther turned his back without saying a word and remained silent for a long time. 】

[Looking at his back, you actually felt a hint of loneliness and regret. 】

[You vaguely feel that you are about to learn a very important secret. 】

"Ian." King Uther's voice came.

"Answer Gu, what do you think Gu's chances of winning in this war are?"

"King, you will be victorious."

"But if Gu tells you that Gu is doomed to fail in this war, how will you feel?"

"..."

In Ian's silence, King Uther turned around.

"There is no need to be silent. I already knew about this when I went on the expedition, but for the people of Britain, I still have to fight until the last moment."

"Then King, let the Queen come..."

Ian is still going out of his way to tell King Uther about the importance of Morgan.

But King Uther just replied lightly: "Ian, Morgan is Gu's daughter. If she can be passed down to her, why wouldn't Gu not want to?"

"However, she is too far away from the power that the king needs. I must not entrust her with the task of reviving Britain."

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