Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Looking so much like Merlin, how could he be a kitty without bad intentions?

"It's no use for Fu Fu to yell!" Kelar said seriously, "We haven't eaten yet. We just happened to catch a monster. Let's have a snack!"

Fufu's four little paws couldn't stop flapping and waving, and she kept calling "Fufu". What should she do? It seemed that she couldn't beat this twisted fellow in front of her...

Damn it, I’m going to be eaten!

"So cute..." Although she thought it looked like Merlin, Altria couldn't help but feel pity for it, and said hesitantly: "Kai, do you really want to eat it? Although it looks a bit like that guy, this little guy is very cute!"

"Lily, sharpen the knife!" Kelar's urging voice was still in his ears, but Altria was hesitating, obviously unwilling to do so. Her cuteness was so strong that it could even make the little Aho-haired girl with a big stomach hesitate whether to eat her or not.

Fufu was also very considerate. She ran to Altria's feet and rolled over, revealing her snow-white belly and soft fur. Altria threw away the knife, looked at Kelar and said, "Kai, why don't we not eat her..."

This is what Kelar was waiting for her to say. Isn't it easy to manipulate a young kitten who is just inexperienced in the world?

"Since you like it..." Kelar said reluctantly: "Then just take good care of it!"

Seeing Fufu seem to have escaped death, Kelar threatened the kitten: "Lily, if you don't like it anymore, remember to tell me so that we can heat up the pan and eat cat meat."

"Fufu! Fufufu..."

Fu Fu squatted at Altria's feet and called out to Kelar, then moved closer and kissed Altria intimately.

"Is this the strange cat that Arthur and Kai used all their wisdom to solve?"

“Isn’t this easy to grasp?”

Kelar reached out and scratched Fufu's chin. The little kitten, who had been calling Fufu with a comfortable look on his face, suddenly became alert when he saw that it was Kelar, and stretched out his little paw to slap his hand away.

Kelar didn't care and just said casually: "Lily, whether we can overcome the evil of mankind depends on you~"

Altria looked puzzled, but she was used to Kelar often saying things that people couldn't understand.

If you don't understand something, just don't think about it. Isn't it wonderful to delegate the power of thinking to the King's Brain, Kelar? !

Ouch, it’s so itchy, I need to grow a brain!

This thing is too dangerous and not so easy to kill. If you want to overcome this logic, it is better to follow Mashu's method in the original plot.

If we follow the original storyline, Kai and Arthur would easily let this little thing go after defeating her, thus allowing her to get together with that old man Merlin...

But now, after shocking Fu Fu, Kelar did not let her go, but threw her to Altria as a pet. Anyway, this little thing is indeed quite cute.

Doesn’t this old nightmare like to predict things?

Then let her predict what will happen now?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 43: Kelar's Limited Skin

In Avalon, Merlin is reminiscing with Vivian, the Lady of the Lake... one of the leaders of the fairies.

As King Arthur's future angel investor, it was certainly not Vivian's first time doing this kind of work. She was probably one of the first fairies in Avalon to come into contact with the Celts.

"Vivian, how is your adopted son?"

Merlin asked straight to the point: "The son of that old fellow Hector is incredible. Arthur's team must be strong enough."

Vivian glanced at her. The goblin leader, who looked like a noble lady, laughed and said, "It's amazing. You are a succubus who is used to playing tricks on people. How could you be so hostile to a human being?"

"How did he provoke you?" Vivian held her chin with one hand, her snow-white body looming in the lake, and said with a hint of joking: "Could it be that this cute boy caught your pigtail?"

"..." Merlin coughed dryly and said seriously: "I can't explain this to you. After all, I'm just a little nightmare!"

Merlin, the half-demon hybrid, is a pure hybrid who acts entirely according to the prophesied trajectory of fate and has no thoughts or desires of his own.

After all, humans are the race with the deepest desires, and demons and the like are much simpler than humans.

In short, Merlin is just a lazy person who punches the clock at work. She works as fate dictates and lets herself follow fate completely.

Therefore, Merlin always goes with the flow and never takes the initiative to do anything.

But this time, he actually went to Vivian for the first time, just to target one person?

"Maybe this time is a little different..." Merlin shook his head and sighed, "Is the hostility so obvious? I don't think Kelar noticed it!"

"Heh~ Maybe they didn't expose you!" Vivian laughed and said, "Merlin, what did you see?"

"a lot of……"

Merlin lowered his eyes and said, "But every point is not in line with 'fate'!"

"You, you..."

Seeing this, Vivian shook her head and raised her upper body completely out of the lake. Her beautiful naked upper body lay on the shore, and her wet hair flowed along the water and stuck to her snow-white back, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

But unfortunately, Merlin is a wizard who has no feelings and doesn't like Ji. He remains unmoved by the beautiful scenery.

"Merlin~ If you still insist on the correctness of your so-called 'prophecy' and 'fate' every day, you will definitely regret it in the future~"

Vivian is like a wise elder, and in fact she is indeed the oldest among the lake elves.

Facing those eyes full of wisdom, Merlin shook his head calmly: "Vivian, fate must be right! What's more, you have never seen Kelar, that person is... a twisted god."

A person who places his own will above that of all humanity, believes that the decisions he makes transcend the sum of all humanity, and has an absolute true self that implements his own will.

If a person has such great desires, what else could he be but a saint?

But such great kindness, such arrogance, and such lust, what else could this be but distortion?

Vivian shook her head and said, "Who would understand what you are saying? But speaking of which, Morgan Le Fay has returned recently. I heard that she is quite familiar with Kelar. Why don't you go ask her opinion?"

Merlin scratched his snow-white arm subconsciously, and then said angrily: "Vivian! You bad woman! You just want to see my fun, right!"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network!"

That guy Morgan is very troublesome!

If possible, it's better to stay away from her as much as possible...

"Hahaha~" After laughing, Vivian said seriously, "As for Lancelot? Um... I remember he went home to look for his brother. What was his brother's name?"

"Ector...Hector?"

Vivian nodded and repeated, "It seems to be this name... Hmm, that's strange, Merlin, did you just come from Hector's place?"

"Ah! Merlin~ Why didn't your almighty prophecy tell you this news?"

The tulle belongs to it!

Merlin stepped forward and tore at Vivian's delicate and smooth face: "Bad - woman! I will fight you..."

The result of the fight was naturally being thrown out of Avalon. Merlin rubbed his butt that was pinched hard by a bad woman and said to himself: "The prophecy is wrong again, Lancelot should not appear at this time!"

"As expected, matters of fate affect the whole body. The source of all this lies with Kelar."

"But, after all, they are just branches..."

Lancelot and Hector are brothers, and both of them have royal blood of Britain, so Hector can be the court steward of King Uther. After all, this is Britain, which attaches great importance to blood and marriage relations. The Celtic tradition of "kinship" means that only relatives can serve as high-ranking officials in the kingdom.

According to the history of Blue Star, King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table are actually the relatives of the Round Table. Those great knights with titles are basically related to King Arthur. They are either his brothers and sisters, or his nephews and elders.

"That's good too, at least the goal has been achieved."

Merlin opened his eyes and looked into the distance, muttering to himself: "Kathy Palug should have met them, right? Arthur, you don't know, you definitely don't know what I saw with my eyes..."

"He will betray you, that man... He will definitely betray you!"

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Kelar had no idea what Merlin was doing behind the scenes. If he knew, he would probably bring up this guy's dark history and have a laugh with everyone.

If Kelar knew what Merlin was thinking, he would definitely laugh loudly at her stupidity and ignorance.

Merlin is like a time traveler who has traveled into the book. On the one hand, he says that the plot has changed, but on the other hand, he regards the so-called plot as the norm and believes that the plot is absolutely correct.

How do you describe this idea?

It's very difficult!

Also stupid!

Kelar was kneading Fufu's pink ears. This little thing was naturally named Fufu because it kept calling "Fufufu". In order to raise this little thing, Artoria even reluctantly gave up her love and gave her a small piece of meat every day.

But unfortunately this little thing doesn't eat meat. She is a beast of comparison and only eats human jealousy and regret, growth and comparison.

Kelar pinched Fufu's ear and threatened: "Listen to me, little thing, don't use your evil comparison to cause a riot, otherwise we will heat up the pan and eat cat meat!"

"Fu~" Fu Fu responded weakly, then stretched out her little paws and waved them in protest.

"Hehe! There's no point in not accepting it!" For some reason, Kelar could always tell what Fufu meant. He said with a smile, "You little kitten, can you still escape from my palm? You can't!"

"Kai, stop teasing her! Fu Fu is about to cry..." Altria stopped this childish boy speechlessly. Really, he hasn't gotten rid of this bad habit after so many years!

When they were both very young, Kelar loved to tease Altria, often making the little girl cry. Later, when she was older and harder to deceive, Kelar restrained himself a little.

Well, the Kailar who had issued a saintly declaration of enlightenment in front of everyone before is gone forever...

Kelar's limited skin: Saint.

Permanent skin, hehehe, I am teasing the kitten again today~

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 44 You will be a qualified king

"Kai, this is fine. I hope you can always be this relaxed..."

Altria watched for a while, then skillfully picked up firewood to cook and threaded Kelar's decorative sword through the skewer. By the time Kelar noticed, the best sword in the village blacksmith shop was already filled with the aroma of meat.

After eating, Kelar suddenly stopped Altria, who was washing her sword by the river, and asked, "Lily, did you find anything new today?"

This has become a regular routine between the two of them. Every time they arrive at a new place, Kelar will ask Altria what she has discovered today, even in the deep mountains and forests with no one living in them.

"..."

Usually, Altria would answer immediately, or simply say that there was nothing new to discover, but this time she carefully washed every inch of the stain on the sword, and then said with difficulty: "Kai, are the supplies in Britain becoming increasingly scarce?"

Kelar raised his eyebrows, and was inevitably surprised at Altria's sharpness. She was worthy of being the red dragon destined to save Britain in the future, the eternal king, and the last king of the Celts.

Kelar asked, "How did you find out?"

"Kai, the closer we get to King Bei's kingdom, the poorer the land becomes, and the less food there is. The trees are no longer full of fruits, the rivers are no longer full of fish, and the number of wild beasts and magical beasts in the mountains and forests is also gradually decreasing."

Altria pointed at the stream in front of them with a melancholy look on her face, "For example, this stream doesn't even have a single fish in it."

Britain's Age of Gods is fading, and at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Kelar and Altria were young, the various resources in Maple Ridge were truly inexhaustible. The trees that were cut down the day before would grow again the next day, and the food that was eaten the day before would sprout new buds the next day.

The entire territory has plenty of fruits and animals to hunt all year round.

There are so many fish, shrimps and crabs in the streams and rivers that they can never be eaten up, and the concentration of ether in the air is almost enough to drown a person. Living in this kind of environment, even if you do nothing, your physical strength will be more than ten times that of an ordinary person after the Age of Gods has faded.

But now, apart from the so-called Golden Kingdom that would never fall, the land around the capital of Camelot still bore remnants of the Age of Gods. Only after Altria went deep into Britain did she truly realize to what extent the Age of Gods on the British Isles had declined.

"Although comparison is evil." Kailar said lightly. Fu Fu, whose key words were triggered, looked up and was touched several times by Kailar's tiger. Altria did not respond, because she knew that there must be something further to this sentence.

“But even Britain today, compared to Europe and the outside world, is already an incredible chosen place.”

Kelar said: "Britain is just a period of decline in the Age of Gods. It is still the Age of Gods after all. The outside world can no longer even see the Fantasy Species. It is now a pure Human Age."

"Those Ansa people were determined to reach Britain despite all the dangers. This is exactly what people yearn for in a better life!"

Kelar smiled and said, "Lily, there is no need to grieve over the past. Even if the Age of Gods really fades away, it is not something that can be stopped by human power. But even without the Age of Gods, we can still bring people a better life."

After a moment of silence, Altria asked, "Kai, is this why you forgive those Ansa people?"

"You knew they were invaders, and their hands were stained with Celtic blood, but you still chose to let them go..."

Altria looked up at Kelar: "...Is it because, Ke, you can personally understand the suffering of the Ansa people, no, the suffering of the lower class people?"

"What you want to do is to completely subdue their spirits and allow the foreign Ansa people to become citizens of the British Kingdom?"

"Almost. Not quite there, but not far off."

Kelar nodded slightly: "When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace. I will not blame those who have no food to eat even if they eat human flesh, because I will first help them solve the problem of hunger before teaching them the truth."

Kelar certainly would not talk about the principles of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame to a person who was almost starving to death. This is why he always gave food to the Onsa people.

The territories occupied by King Vortigern were all on the edge of Britain, where the Age of Gods first began to fade and where the Ansa lived. Naturally, they were not as fertile as the territories occupied by the Celts of the Kingdom of Camelot.

The scarcity of survival supplies forced the Ansa people to come out to plunder. Kelar couldn't just tell them that plundering was wrong and expect these Ansa people to listen, right?