The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

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Morgan stroked Ian's not-too-smooth facial curve with one hand, and put the other hand on the clothes on his chest.

Her fingertips traced slight circles on the surface of the robe, which was cut from fine fabrics.

"Ian, I hope you won't disappoint my expectations."

【The princess's body is flawless at all times and everywhere. 】

[Looking at her lying in your arms, you suddenly feel like you have gone back to a long time ago]

[Morgan wraps his hands around your neck. 】

[She lying in your arms is looking at you affectionately, with only your figure reflected in her sea-blue eyes. 】

[Her breathing gradually became faster due to your sight, and her body swayed a little. 】

[She looked at the ceiling with a slight breath, whispering your name. 】

["Ian, please please me a little more."]

[At this moment, you are her throne alone. 】

[But she is also the only princess you can appreciate. 】

【You have kept your promise. 】

"Your answers in this regard are as excellent as ever."

Morgan's fingers swept across Ian's lips, slightly spreading the moisture on them.

"Ian, let me ask you, do you like this?"

"Of course." Ian nodded with a smile.

"I am very happy to accept everything about the princess."

"but--"

Ian's eyes swept over Morgan's elegant body from top to bottom

"My Lady, I think you should say more than this, right?"

"Yeah." Morgan put his hand on Ian's hand that was leaning towards him.

"Ian, I want to take over Camelot in a real sense."

"So, Your Majesty, do you want to use this method to gain my consent?"

"That might be a bit redundant."

Ian looked at the man lying in his arms affectionately, his face slightly red.Morgan's breathing was no longer steady.

"You should know that I never doubt your choice. It is the path I will definitely take."

"Of course I know."

Morgan tightened his grip on Ian's hand until traces of his fingerprints appeared on the skin of his fingers.

"So I'm not going to ask for your opinion at all."

"I just like the way you work hard to make me happy on my father's throne."

"I see, then it seems I need to work harder."

[You are still on the throne once again. 】

[After this, you have made a plan to take over Camelot—use magic to create a false barbarian siege dilemma. You will become the heroes who defend Camelot, and then naturally ascend to the throne. 】

[This process is not simple. Every detail needs to be carefully prepared, and the preparation time will be very long. 】

[But it seems that fate has never stopped teasing you. 】

[Before you prepare everything, mysterious prophecies begin to spread in the streets of Camelot. 】

[That is the legend of the red dragon about the inheritance of the throne. 】

55. The legend of the Red Dragon is by no means a sudden arrival

[This is a legend that appeared without warning. 】

[You learned all this in Gawain’s report. 】

["The white dragon has sharp fangs and sharp claws, ravaging the land with a violent attitude."]

["But people of Britain, you have nothing to fear."]

["The incarnation of the red dragon will surely come to you and become the new king of Britain."]

["The Knights of the Round Table will raise their swords with them to defeat foreign enemies."]

["If the red dragon emerges, the white dragon will perish, but Britain will still exist."]

["Everyone, please wait expectantly for the proof to come!"]

"Father, Mother, that's probably it."

"There may be some other versions, but I don't think they're too different."

Gawain, dressed as a knight, spoke respectfully in front of Ian and Morgan - he respected his parents from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, you go back."

"Understood, my lord father."

After watching Gawain disappear at the end of the corridor, Ian closed the room door.

Silence enveloped the room, silently swearing that some unspeakable crisis had quietly arrived.

"Your Majesty the Queen."

Ian walked up to Morgan and said with a serious expression.

"Something doesn't seem right."

And Morgan said what Ian was about to say as if he had predicted it.

"Ian, you want to know why there is such a legend suddenly, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ian nodded, "This is unreasonable."

"Neither I nor Gawain's kid have ever heard of such a thing during previous patrols."

"It was literally designed to shock us."

"I think I should put my plans on hold and find out what's going on."

"Ah."

Morgan took Ian's hand.

"But before that, Ian, I want to ask you a question."

"Please speak, my lady."

"What... do you think of this legend?" Morgan's tone was somewhat tentative.

"It's meaningless." Ian didn't hesitate at all.

"Meaningless?"

"Yes." Ian looked directly at Morgan in front of him, "My dear princess, the only one who can ascend the throne in the end is you, and only you."

"I don't recognize any king except you."

"I will use all my strength to defend your throne, even if it requires sacrificing myself."

"To shut up."

Morgan touched Ian's lips with his fingertips.

"You are mine."

"Whether you sacrifice or not is up to me. It's not your turn to make your own decisions."

[You and Morgan have temporarily shelved the idea of fabricating a foreign invasion. 】

[Instead, you begin to seriously investigate the legend of the red dragon that suddenly appeared in Camelot. 】

[But the result will surprise you. 】

[Almost all the people and even the knights do not think this is something that happened suddenly. 】

[In their understanding, this is a legend that appeared several years ago and is extremely credible. 】

[You suddenly realize that this time seems to coincide with the time of King Uther's expedition. 】

[You feel that the situation is getting worse. 】

[You return to the royal court and report all this to Morgan. 】

"Is this a legend that existed when my father went to war?"

Morgan's eyes widened a bit, with bursts of surprise in his blue eyes.

"how can that be?"

"I've never heard of such a thing!"

Ian's reaction to Morgan wasn't surprising - it was his first reaction too.

If the legend of the red dragon had been spread a few years ago, it was absolutely impossible for me and Morgan not to know about it!

So--

There is only one answer.

Ian looked at Morgan and found that the other person was also looking at him.

The two exchanged glances for a moment and knew that they were thinking of the same thing.

"My dear princess, is it magic?"

"It should be right." Morgan replied coldly, "And it is a suggestion magic that has been hidden for a long time. Its effective range is the entire Camelot."

"My Lady, isn't that similar to your previous magic?"

"Yes."

Morgan looked serious.

"If you think about it from the perspective of protecting the effectiveness of magic, those unmanned armors before were probably to ensure that it takes effect at this moment."

"This..." Ian's expression became a little heavy.

"Is that what the magician with the petals did again?"

"There is a high probability that this will be the case."

Morgan walked to the bookshelf nearby, took down a thick book from it, and then quickly rummaged through it.

"Similar to the magic that hides names, it has been running for a long time and cannot be removed in a simple way."

Morgan closed the book with a snap, and his voice became different.

"This shows that my father has directly rejected me from the beginning."

"He never considered the possibility of me."

"..."

Listening to Morgan's somewhat distorted voice, Ian walked up behind her, put his arms around her waist, and held her whole body in his arms.

"It's okay, my lady."

"You don't need any approval from the late king."