Give me some stones, please...
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[Merlin's words stimulated your heart. ]
[Talent affinity·Chivalry has been lost: When you are angered, you no longer follow any etiquette that a knight should follow. ]
[Your sword blade stabs Merlin again and again. ]
[Go straight to the point every time, go straight to the point every time. ]
[This may be the most irritating moment in your life - a magician you meet for the first time wants to take away everything you and Morgan have worked so hard to accumulate! ]
[But fate still taunts you. ]
[Your swordsmanship is by no means mediocre, but there is no way you can hurt Merlin. ]
It's not like he didn't hit the opponent.
Instead, the fatal damage that should have been caused after hitting the opponent "disappeared".
Ian stared at Merlin in front of him, realizing that this seemingly careless, even careless person might be a person far beyond conventional knowledge.
"You should also understand that this method cannot harm me."
Merlin said this while slowly retreating.
The sword blade inserted into his heart was pulled out of his body little by little, but it was not stained with any blood.
"You are hardworking."
"But unfortunately, it's of little value."
"Oh... don't say it's of little value. Let me correct my statement——"
Merlin used his thumb and index finger to create a small space.
"It still has some value."
"At least you didn't make a mess of Camelot."
"..."
When Ian heard these words, the hilt of the sword in his hand was almost broken by him.
But Merlin didn't care at all.
He patted the dust on his clothes and smiled.
"Anything more would be a waste of time."
"In short, this is probably the case. There will always be people who can't accept it, but nothing will change."
"I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, Merlin was ready to leave.
And when he walked past Ian, what he heard were the other person's emotionless words.
"Merlin, sooner or later I will make you regret what you said."
"Yeah?"
Merlin continued walking forward without looking back.
"This is the first time anyone has said that to me."
[More magic from Merlin is activated. ]
[Although you and Morgan don't want to admit it, Merlin still took root in Camelot as a court magician. ]
[Of course, he only uses this identity in name only. ]
[Actually, he appears more often in the streets and alleys of Camelot. ]
[You order your children to keep a close eye on him and report immediately if there is any trouble. ]
[But you soon realize that this kind of thing is meaningless - because in the eyes of each child, the information revealed from Merlin is completely different. ]
[You realize that your children may not be able to see through Merlin's magic at all. ]
[You and Morgan wanted to imprison Merlin, but found that this did not form any effective restraint for him. ]
[He can always appear where he thinks he should be. ]
[It seems that the only way waiting for you is to accept the king's choice. ]
On the balcony.
Ian and Morgan stood side by side.
The moonlight melted, and its silver rays slanted on the two of them, dyeing everything pale.
"Ian."
"Yes, my lady."
"Us--"
Morgan looked at the sea of flowers in the courtyard that were dyed milky white by the moonlight.
"Have you tried everything?"
"My Lady, not yet." Ian held Morgan's hand tightly, "We still have many ways to try."
"But the king's election is inevitable, right?" Morgan hit the point.
"..."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Ian nodded very sincerely.
He couldn't fool Morgan.
Time cannot be reversed.
Nor could they change everything King Uther had arranged in the past.
Only this time, Morgan was not as depressed as before.
What she was about to say next seemed to be just a simple sentence.
"Ian, I still don't want to admit it."
"Then Princess——" Ian's hand stopped on the sword at his waist.
"Maybe we can think differently."
"The king's choice cannot be destroyed, but the king may not be so."
"No, not yet."
Morgan gently moved Ian's hand from the hilt of the sword to his waist.
"Let the children try their own talents first."
[You and Morgan cannot avoid the arrival of the King's Chosen. ]
[Merlin announced the Red Dragon's proof to everyone. ]
[That is a sword inserted in the center of the rock - as long as you can pull this sword out of the stone, you can become the new King of Britain. ]
[This name is really full of temptation. ]
[The knights are eager to try, their eyes are shining. ]
[You and Morgan further place your hopes on your children. ]
[But the result was not as good as imagined. ]
[Gareth was the first knight to try, but this order did not bring her any benefit, and the sword in the stone did not move at all. ]
[Amidst her unconvinced noise, Agravain also made his own attempt. ]
[It's just that he just touched the hilt of the sword slightly, and then retracted his hand directly. ]
["I can't do it." He said. ]
[After Gaheris comforted Gareth, he also walked towards the Sword in the Stone. ]
[It's just that his ending is almost exactly the same as that of his sister Gareth. ]
[Gawain is the most promising of them all - you can feel this physically. ]
[He humbly yielded to the other knights until it was almost sunset before he made his first attempt to draw his sword. ]
[However, Gawain's results were not ideal. ]
[Everyone can see that he is trying his best, but the Sword in the Stone remains motionless as always. ]
"I'm sorry, Father, I let you down."
"It's okay, Gawain, it's not your problem."
Ian's words were calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.
Since the children cannot protect Morgan's long-cherished wish, it is up to him to protect it.
He began to mentally fabricate the story of assassinating the Queen.
[Drawing out the Sword in the Stone is much more difficult than it looks. ]
[The enthusiasm of the knights was worn away bit by bit - except for Gawain who felt that he had failed to live up to your expectations. ]
[He will still come to the Sword in the Stone at a specific time to try. ]
[But this effort did not bring any results. ]
[The number of knights gathered in front of the Chosen Sword became less and less, and finally there was only a lone sword stuck on the stone pedestal. ]
[It seems to have come to a standstill. ]
[But you didn't dare to take it lightly and still pay attention to all this day and night. ]
[Until this day, a familiar figure appeared in the city. ]
[That is Artolis. ]
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