My Knights of the Round Table

He regretted why he didn't fall asleep just now.

Just to get rid of Morgan's temper of killing whoever he sees, after Medea said that the two should not fight?

One is fighting at home and inheriting the power of the orthodox island of the Pendragon family of Britain. She is also the fairy of the lake with the most magical talent in Avalon.

The other is Medea, the famous betrayal witch in the Age of Gods.

He had already imagined the scene of two people fighting.

Not to mention, there are eight other lake fairies in Avalon.

In his field of vision, Morgan's complexion became more and more gloomy as expected. In the end, he could even feel where the evaluation of Morgan's "gloomy woman" came from when he occasionally asked other people.

Morgan's lips moved slightly.

Arthur shuddered suddenly.

"This is my family business."

Morgan's voice was still cold, but Arthur, who was waiting for the storm to come, was a little confused.

Ugh?

Shouldn't Morgan just throw a magic spell at Medea's face, and then Medea, not to be outdone, hits it back with a magic spell, and the two of them fight directly?

"As Lord Arthur's wife, I feel qualified to say a few words." Medea said neither humble nor overbearing.

"who are you?"

"Medea."

"That betrayed witch?"

Morgan's eyes flickered, but there was more killing intent that Medea didn't have in her long speech just now.

Hearing this name, Medea said neither humble nor overbearing.

"That title has nothing to do with me, and I have never had any relationship with the Jason you know. All I have seen is Lord Arthur, and I have never betrayed Lord Arthur."

Morgan looked at Arthur.

"Something went wrong. It seems that I have been to the Age of Gods, but I don't know the specifics."

Arthur explained with a wry smile.

Morgan nodded.

It seems that, as a magician, she is easier to accept this matter than Arthur. Arthur still finds it unbelievable, but the murderous intent in her ears and eyes has disappeared completely. He looked at Medea appreciatively.

"How do you want to explain to me about Arthur's injury?"

"This is the result of my negligence and selfishness." Medea lowered her head with a desolate expression, "I am willing to accept the punishment."

Why do you act like Morgan is your big sister?

Arthur felt baffled.

Medea Asia was obedient, and she didn't have any demeanor of betraying a witch from the Age of Gods.

Even if she hadn't met Jason, she had met him, but her character of betraying her father who valued her without hesitation and dismembering her brother who respected her for the sake of a man shouldn't have changed?

Let such a woman respect other than the people she likes...

However, my own sister?

Thinking of this, Arthur heaved a sigh of relief seeing Medea's obedient and obedient appearance.

"Tell me what happened first."

Morgan still had a cold face, but Arthur could feel that her tone was much calmer than before.

Medea was as honest as a little daughter-in-law who fell in love and wanted to see her mother-in-law. She lowered her eyebrows and began to tell Morgan in detail what happened between when she met Arthur and when she rescued Arthur from Athena.

"Well, I'm still here."

Arthur was caught between the two, watching Medea about to start a long speech, he spoke weakly to remind them that there was someone between them.

Only then did the two of them remember what happened to Arthur.

"I'll take you to Avalon."

Morgan immediately whispered softly, and then said again: "Vivian."

Vivienne, who was snickering aside, straightened her face, put on her usual smile and walked in front of the few people.

"plz follow me."

The blond beauty turned around, and the snow-white legs that could not be hidden under the robe stepped forward step by step.

Under the leadership of Vivienne, several people supported Arthur to the center of the lake.

The lake fairies and elves who were playing and playing in the lake have long since disappeared.

It's just that Arthur glanced casually, and he could see a few girls who didn't know whether they were elves or fairies from the lake hiding behind bushes or on trees secretly looking at him.

"Stay far away. If you wait a while and see someone around here, you will lock her up in the back mountain."

Vivienne said with a gentle smile.

"what?!"

"Don't lock me up there!"

"I'll go, I'll go!"

The girls screamed one after another, and the rustling voices sounded much more than the gazes that Arthur saw and felt.

As for Arthur, I feel inexplicable.

There are only nine fairies in the lake. Counting the few maids who are called maids, they are actually just natural elves and goblins who let them live casually. There are no more than fifteen fairies at most, but here are just the ones he just identified. There are these numbers for different timbres.

Not to mention that the fairies in the lake he saw a few times ago are not here.

"Why so many?"

"This is thanks to Lord Arthur."

After confirming that there are no goblins staying around, Vivienne said with a light smile.

"Thank me?"

"Since Sir Arthur regained Camelot and let the mystery return to the watch world, the mystery of Avalon has also increased a lot. Fairies who have never been born again have been born, and several sisters also took this opportunity to find Many goblins with good qualifications are taken as apprentices."

"so."

"It's time to heal Arthur."

Morgan issued an order to evict the guest, cutting off the follow-up of Arthur and Vivienne's chat.

"Then I'll leave first." Vivienne was not annoyed, she nodded with a smile, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

"You go first, too." Morgan looked at the black-haired girl.

"Yes, mother."

The black-haired girl turned and left expressionlessly.

Her back disappeared into the forest, but what she said before leaving made Arthur's eyes widen.

Mother?

Although it seemed that she and Morgan were a bit similar, Arthur didn't think too much about it. Now that she called her mother, wouldn't he be her father.

He has a new daughter? !

"Don't think too much, she has no blood relationship with you."

"That's it."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought of the blind spot, his face changed drastically.

Chapter 386 Chapter 82 The Underwater Palace

"Wait! Isn't she my daughter?!"

As a human being, it is a normal concept that people are born with a man and a woman.

Since the black-haired girl wasn't born to Morgan with him, then...?

From the few history he knew, Morgan seemed to have had several children with other unknown kings?Although he didn't know who she had with the unknown Wang, could it be...?

"You doubt me?"

Morgan looked at him coldly, eyes full of disappointment.

Arthur's forehead was sweating, and he shook his head again and again.

"No, how is it possible, how could I suspect Morgan in this kind of matter, but at first hearing 'she has nothing to do with me.' This sentence will inevitably feel a little strange."

"Can't be born alone? Or let me give birth to an idiot like Mordred with you?" Morgan asked.

Arthur heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing her cold eyes, he quickly lifted his spirits and quibbled.

"That's not a problem between the two of us. Although it's wrong for close relatives to have children, it has nothing to do with the blood of the two of us. It's obviously because of the way you cultivated it that you were too anxious."

"Then you mean that it's my problem?" Morgan's eyes became colder.

"sorry."

Arthur bowed his head without hesitation and without dignity.

Arthur admitted his mistake, and it was naturally impossible for Morgan to continue talking.

Or to put it more simply, as long as Arthur was a little tougher, Morgan would not continue talking. Even before, she was not angry at all because of Arthur's reaction-the reason for her anger was not at all.

The reason why she continued to speak was the result of being angry when she saw Arthur's injuries.

It's just that Arthur didn't dare.

Without the previous things about the life and death of the country, he couldn't harden himself from the outside of his body to his sister Morgan who loved him.