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This magic power is clearly...

Kelar said casually: "Okay, after all, you are Lily's sister, I will make you a bigger one when the time comes."

Kelar didn't think much about it. After all, just a few hours ago, Morgan had already shown off her kingly appetite. This was the Fairy King whose appetite was no less than that of Altria, so it was reasonable for him to eat a bigger cake.

"Okay! Kai... this is our new covenant, "The 'cake' I get must be bigger than Arthur's!""

After Morgan finished speaking, a tattoo-like mark appeared on the back of his smooth hand. This was Geis's spell.

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Chapter 54: Dividing Meat is Like Governing a Country

It was not until this familiar magical fluctuation came that Kelar finally noticed the wrong atmosphere. He turned around and saw the Geis on the back of Morgan's hand. He couldn't help but said: "Morgan, are you sick? You gave me a Geis just for a cake?"

Morgan's kingly status outweighs Kelar's noble status, and with Geis's characteristics, he can indeed give Kelar commandments.

But this will come at a heavy price. For example, Morgan's magic power will be permanently reduced and transferred to Kelar through the power of Geis's commandments.

Moreover, Kelar's true self is too strong and brilliant. Even if Morgan tries his best, he can only give a Geis like a bigger cake.

Not to mention forcibly erasing Kelar's three commandments, even if he wanted to use Geis to make Kelar carry himself away at Altria's birthday party, it would be impossible.

Morgan le Fay Pendragon's status may not be inferior to Granny Cormac, but Kelar's love is definitely above Diarmuid.

"Yes, it's for the cake." Morgan groaned, her face pale. The feeling of having her magic power limit stripped away was not pleasant, but she smiled happily: "Kailar, if you break your oath, I will take something from you."

"What do you think it will be?"

The prophecy was like a shackle, weighing heavily on Morgan's heart.

So, in order to prevent the prophecy from coming true, Morgan is trying every possible way to prevent that terrible ending.

And now it is an attempt. In order to avoid breaking a more serious oath, Morgan would rather Kelar break his promise on such a small matter.

King Uther witnessed all of this. As the king of Britain, he accidentally became the witness of this epic legend. His face changed drastically. As a king who had ruled the Celts for decades, King Uther would not just think that the cake Morgan mentioned was the dessert they were making now.

"Want a bigger cake? Morgan, with your appetite and capacity, can you still eat more?"

King Uther looked gloomy and a little sick, but his aura when he spoke still overwhelmed Morgan.

The aging king still lives up to the majesty of the Celtic King, and the old, sick tiger can still suppress the Goblin King who is at his peak.

"King Uther, you were not the one who made the cake, and you were even less the one who divided the cake!"

Morgan stretched out her hand and showed King Uther the complicated spells on the back of her smooth hand. She smiled and said, "King Uther, you don't have many days left to live. Do you dare to be my enemy at the cost of causing civil unrest in Celtic?"

King Uther remained silent, staring at Morgan with sharp and cold eyes. It was not like he was looking at his own daughter. There was not a trace of affection in those kingly eyes.

"King Uther, the cake is not the throne, why make such a fuss over such a small matter?" Kelar reached out his hand, grabbed Morgan, who also failed to pass the civil service exam, and said, "Morgan, you are wrong."

"Oh?" Morgan's expression was cold. She couldn't keep calm when it came to the old bastard King Uther.

The witch's azure eyes stared at Kelar indifferently, and her stern attitude was even colder than when they first met.

"I mean." Kelar said seriously, "If you want, I will promise..."

"Because you have enlightened me, I will certainly agree to your request within my ability." Kelar shook his head and said, "Geis is indeed the most dangerous magic in the world. The price you paid is too high."

"Promise me that you won't use it unless necessary."

As the saying goes, when the water is full, it will overflow. Kelar has already reached the bottleneck, and his strength has not increased for more than a year. Morgan's Geis is like the last straw that broke the camel's back, directly increasing Kelar's strength from A+++ to an unobservable EX.

"..."

For some reason, Morgan suddenly smiled. The originally cold and harsh winter suddenly became like spring. Morgan's expression was natural and calm: "Kai, this is necessary."

Altria gritted her teeth, pursed her lips and looked at the big hand of Kailar covering Morgan's small hand, and suddenly said: "I have made the cake, Kai, you come and cut the cake!"

After the tense situation between King Uther and Morgan, Hector and Merlin behind King Uther, as well as Morgan's sons, Gawain and Agravain, have all entered the castle, ready to fight at any time.

In fact, if Kelar had not been here, they would have most likely engaged in a fight according to Celtic tradition. However, since there was a strong outsider here, neither side dared to act rashly before confirming Kelar's attitude.

It can be said that Kelar also unintentionally acted as a mitigating agent.

Kelar glanced at the tense crowd and nodded, saying, "Alright, the so-called prime minister is the one who cuts the meat. Let me be the prime minister who cuts the meat!"

The so-called cutting of flesh means distributing benefits. Those who can do this small thing well can naturally do bigger things well.

Because governing a country is essentially no different from dividing meat.

Kelar did not refuse. Among the people present, there was no one else who could convince everyone except him. Only he had the capacity and strength to take on this responsibility, as well as the character that was recognized by everyone.

And Kelar's way of slaughtering was also very simple. He cut off the largest piece, handed it to King Uther and said, "King Uther, this is the cake for you and your subjects."

He cut off a second larger piece of cake and handed it to Morgan. This made King Uther's expression change, but Altria did not show any hesitation. She trusted Kelar immensely.

Morgan also showed no joy. She knew Kelar very well. Sure enough, Kelar said, "Morgan, this is a cake for you and your sons."

"As for the last small piece." Kelar pointed to the uncut part and said, "This is the cake for me and my knight squire, Altria."

Kelar simply used a silver knife to spread a piece of cream on the smallest piece of cake and ate it, and pushed the rest to Altria.

This smallest cake is smaller than the first two pieces, but if the first two large cakes are divided equally, it will be smaller than this cake.

"Kailar, you are indeed the one who rules the world!"

King Uther was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He divided his big cake into three equal portions, giving two portions to Hector and Merlin, which also made his cake a little smaller than Altria's.

This is the kingly way!

He expressed his will, the aging king, and acknowledged the young king who symbolized the future.

Morgan did not choose to divide it equally. She ate all the cakes, looked at Altria elegantly and said, "What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, no one can take it away!"

This is domineering!

Morgan seemed to have suppressed Altria, but with King Uther's act of dividing the cake equally as a precedent, her behavior of eating alone was actually inferior. Agguiwen did not make any statement, but Gawain had already lowered his eyelids.

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't say anything, but in this situation, they felt a little strange.

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Chapter 55: Just a Biological Dad

The young and naive witch has completely fallen into a disadvantage in this treacherous political struggle.

Kelar curled his lips but didn't say much. Morgan was not cut out to be a king, and he had known that for a long time.

Although Altria was young, she was very experienced. She divided her cake equally between Gawain and Aguiwen, and said, "Sister Wang, although I have no intention of fighting for anything, I will not give away anything that belongs to me to anyone..."

Whether it's the throne or...

Gawain and Aggravin were both shocked. They were both well aware of their mother's strength and demands. As the Fairy King with the qualifications of a king and the destined king of the island, Morgan was eternally hostile to anyone who challenged her for the throne.

As the enemy of Lady Morgan, and also their enemy, another king selector showed them favor...

Even though Gawain and Agravain knew that this was a blatant way of buying people's hearts, human nature was such that they could not help but be moved, especially knights of noble character.

First, Agguiwen, who was the most dogmatic, performed an impeccable chivalric salute to Altria. Although his voice was still cold and solemn, he tried his best to show his gentleness: "Thank you for your gift, Your Highness."

Artoria is now just a knight's squire, she has no title and is not a knight, so she can only be addressed according to the etiquette of the prince.

Gawain hesitated for a moment, then followed Agravain's lead and thanked Altria.

Morgan, however, didn't care at all. Although they were nominally his son and his wife, they were actually creations. Due to the arrogance of the creator, it was difficult for Morgan to truly understand Gawain and the other.

Altria faced Morgan's provocation head-on, which was a manifestation of her dominance; she gave everything she had to her hostile subjects and bestowed the grace of the king. It can be said that she has learned the essence of what Kelar taught her.

Drive it with the kingly and hegemonic ways.

This was the first birthday party held by the Celts in the British Isles. Three people with the qualifications to be kings fought bloodlessly at this party, and the qualifications of the kings were determined by their different choices.

After today, dividing the cake is referred to as cutting up benefits. The person who divides the benefits for the world and satisfies all classes is called the "Prime Minister".

"Ah... your name is Altria, right?"

After dividing the cake, King Uther had a preliminary understanding of Kelar's identity. He relaxed and said to Altria, "I am... King of Camelot, Uther."

Merlin called Altria aside and said, "Arthur, my disciple, I believe you know who this is, right?"

"I know, he's just my biological father!"

Altria nodded calmly and said, "If your Majesty King Uther came here to show me your affection... then there is no need for that. How much affection can a political animal like you have? I'm afraid you yourself may not even be able to figure it out, right?"

"So, please keep it short!"

King Uther was not angry. After all, this was the first time he and Altria met. He could not expect a loving father and a filial daughter right after they met. What's more, he had long been resistant to being disobedient by his daughter. He even felt that Altria's rebelliousness was just that, far less than Morgan's!

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Over there, Artoria and King Uther went to talk to the side, and Kelar had no intention of following to listen. Morgan was still feeling smug. Why didn't he realize that this silly girl was so stupid when he was learning magic?

This political skill is no match for Artoria, who has been taught by Kelar for more than ten years.

But it is also true that, regardless of whether King Uther would educate a king, he had never thought of letting Morgan receive kingly education. After all, from the very beginning, Morgan was the king of fairies, not the king of humans.

"Morgan, you don't seem to care much about your two precious sons..."

Kelar leaned casually against the wall, pouted at Gawain and Aggravin and said, "You sent them to carry out the so-called plan to overthrow the Kingdom of Arthur, but in the end you let Lily win over the hearts of the two of them?"

"Morgan, why don't you just go home and make some figurines? Maybe making artificial heroes is your forte, but you're really not good at this kind of ugly political struggle!"

Morgan never regarded Gawain and Agravain as independent people. In her eyes, Gawain and Agravain were just her best works. Although they were important, they were just works.

The best works are also works.

Since it is a work of art, it can be produced again at any time.

"Ah? How is that possible? How did you know..." Morgan was stunned and said in disbelief: "You actually know that they are the artificial humans I created using magic methods?"

"Ah?" Kelar's reaction was exactly the same as Morgan's. He scratched his head and said, "Isn't this something that everyone knows? You collected the blood of those famous Celtic warriors and used magic to create many outstanding children."

"...No, you are the only one who knows this."

Morgan looked at Kelar deeply, then he opened his thin lips and said lightly: "Kelar, I won't ask how you know, but besides you, Merlin, Uther...even Gawain and others all think that those children are the offspring of me and those Celtic lords."

"I have never mentioned to anyone that I was created by magic, and no one knows that my life-refining magic is so advanced. Therefore, after those powerful lords died in the battle, I was able to take over the territories of those lords in the name of Gawain and others."

King Uther did not grant Morgan any territory. The territories she owns now are the result of her decades of development. She took over the territories in the name of her children.

The Celtic tradition of kinship and blood ties is deeply rooted. Only heirs with blood ties can inherit the territory, regardless of whether they are illegitimate children or not. As a mother, it is reasonable for her to take over the territory on behalf of her own children.

"6!"

Kelar was silent for a moment and then said, "You didn't secretly draw my blood, did you? I don't want to have an extra child for no reason, and a widowed wife I've never met who wants to inherit my territory."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Morgan was immediately furious. His mind was filled with thousands of thoughts that were stuck in his throat. He didn't know how to speak them out. In the end, he could only say stubbornly, "Who can kill you?"

Even if I really want to have a child, I, Morgan, can't just use blood. That's not a child, but a tool.

"No wonder..." Morgan didn't know what he was thinking of. His expression was restrained and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "No wonder you don't care, Kelar, it turns out you know everything."

"What are you talking about?" Kelar asked, "Can you speak louder, witch sister!"

"Nothing, just some boring sentiments!" Morgan remained calm and changed the subject, "As for whether Gawain and the others will be won over by my sister?"

Morgan put his hands on his hips and said confidently: "My best works will not be bought by such small favors! Kelar, you underestimate my works!"

Bible photo!

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Chapter 56 Beauty is only worthy of the strong!

Kelar almost died of laughter. In the original trajectory, even the most loyal Aguiwen thought that his aunt Lily was more suitable to be a king than his own complicated and contradictory biological mother.

And he was distorted by the education of Merlin, the scumbag, and became a "perfect king" without blood, tears, warmth, and understanding of human hearts.

The current Altria is far better than the original one. Not only has she received an imperial education, she also has three or four years of experience in governance. She and Kelar have gone deep into the grassroots and witnessed the lives of ordinary people...

Such an impeccable king has few rivals even in the whole world. It is nothing more than that Artoria is confident and says with confidence that she will become Arthur the Great who surpasses all the Roman emperors.

Not only is his political skills so sophisticated, his strength has also reached the level of a first-rate hero at such a young age. If he had a suitable weapon, it would not be impossible for him to fight against enemies of a higher level.

"Morgan, there's actually nothing to fight for on this throne."

Kelar patted Morgan's hand and advised: "You have a large territory anyway, so why don't you learn from me and be a noble lord who enjoys his life. Don't always think about fighting for the throne. You have to know that Lily is also a British dragon..."