The Strongest Holy Proximity

"Old man! What the hell is going on!" Arthur hurried to Merlin and said anxiously.

"Stinky boy! Let me think about it, have you been injured in the previous battle with Pelinor!" Merlin said again with a tone of hatred.

At this moment... Arthur stopped talking.

Yeah....I don't seem to have suffered any harm at all...

"I see." Arthur took a deep breath and was no longer anxious.

However.... the moment Arthur opened the door, Morgan's voice entered his ears.

"There is another way! Both adults and children can be saved!"

......

"That is to say, the child's bloodline has been destroyed, right?" Arthur frowned as he looked at the dusty book in Morgan's hand.

"To be precise, there is a problem with the body structure." Morgan's slender fingers slid across the page, and his beautiful eyes flashed with anticipation.

Arthur looked at Morgan and said involuntarily, "You have a way, don't you!?"

"Of course." Looking at Arthur's expression, Morgan couldn't help but covered his mouth and smiled, "It's actually very simple, just need the same female bloodline to supplement the fetus."

"Sorry, I still don't understand." Arthur shook his head.

"Simply put, let the child have the blood of a woman besides you and Liya." Morgan closed the book with a hint of teasing. "In disguise, this child was born to you, Liya, and that woman."

Arthur's brows furrowed together again, and after a long time...

"Okay... so, where is the woman? If she doesn't mind, I'll take care of it."

Morgan walked slowly to Arthur, with a seductive smile on his face, "I remember this is what you used to say..."

"Far from the horizon.... so close."

Arthur's pupils shrank, looking at Morgan, his titular sister, in disbelief.

"You just said you'd be responsible." Morgan leaned against Arthur's arms and drew a circle on his chest, "Don't talk, it doesn't count."

"I see." Arthur flashed a struggling look, but in the end, he just sighed.

He gently peeled off Morgan's thin clothes and looked at the licking and seductive body.

"So, is it betrayal?"

"Don't worry... My sister, she has already agreed. After all, for the king... The so-called harem is still very important."

Then, a lively scene unfolded like this.

......

When night falls, the night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with sparkling stars, making people deeply intoxicated.

inside the room.

Arthur gently held Arturia's small hand and whispered in her ear.

"Do you blame me?"

Arturia looked at the face with remorse, couldn't help chuckling, and shook her head.

"I talked with my sister for a long time... It turned out that I was too selfish."

"Why do you say that?" Arthur stroked Arturia's beautiful face and said softly, "Wives and husbands should be loyal to each other."

"No, brother, you are different." Arturia's eyes flashed with sparkle, "For the king, it shouldn't be restricted to individuals at all."

"If I could....I really don't want to be king." Arthur chuckled softly.

"Brother...Actually, you really want to open that so-called harem, don't you?" Arturia said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, her mouth bulging.

"Ah? Why do you think so." Arthur felt amused and asked involuntarily.

"Since I was a child, I have been able to hear what your brother said every day." Arturia calmed down and said in a serious tone, "Then! As a wife, I will respect my husband's thoughts! But... ....I have a request."

The corners of Arthur's mouth twitched. When he had just crossed over, it was normal to say something like "Why are there so many beauties in the harem?" every day.

"What request?" Arthur touched his smooth chin a little embarrassedly, he was still thinking about whether he really wanted to open a harem.Although he loves Liya very much, but every time he sees the eyes of beautiful women, he will automatically look over there.

"I want to be the main palace!"

"No problem!" Arthur replied without hesitation.

"So... Brother, you really want to open a harem in your heart?"

"Um....Wow! Liya! Why are you pulling out that stupid hair on your head!!!!"..

25: My Daughter, Mordred

Arthur shook the red wine in his hand, and through the red, his eyes had been watching everything around him.

It has been nearly ten years since the last crisis of the British Empire.The sudden attack of the enemy army, coupled with the sudden appearance of Lancelot, the internal ghost factor, the overall national strength of the British Empire almost dropped significantly.

But... Arthur doesn't seem to care anymore.

If it were normal, Arthur might still be worried, but now, he doesn't care at all.

The country.... if it perishes, it perishes, and Arthur doesn't want to do it.