Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

"Your Majesty Morgan, please pay attention to your identity."

Arturia continued to step back and said.

Seeing his expression, Morgan laughed out loud.

Then, she waved her hand and said to Arturia: "They are all women, what's wrong with touching each other?"

"what!"

Hearing what Morgan said, Arturia's expression instantly became dull. At the same time, her cheeks instantly turned red.

It's over, I've been found out.

Now in Artoria's mind, this is the only thing left in his mind.

On the other side, Lott's expression was also a little surprised.

[Does my wife really want to tell this matter? But that's fine too. Also, wife, is it really okay for you to tease your sister like this? They're all women, what's wrong with touching each other? But in the final analysis, this is also the advantage of women! When a woman touches a woman, that's called orange potential. And if a man touches a man, it's called a perverted gay. This gender discrimination is still really big. 】

he thought to himself.

Morgan gave Lot a blank look.

Well, you pervert, isn't this what you thought in your heart just now?

Humph, watch what I do.

Morgan continued to walk forward, then waved his hand and slapped Artoria's chest heavily.

There was a regretful expression on his face.

"Unfortunately, your development is really a bit too miserable. Arturia, where did you eat so much?" Morgan shook his head and said regretfully.

at the same time,

I am very happy.

Hey, this is what the Pendragon family should be.

Gao Wen and the like are all heterogeneous!

I can't see it!

Also, I remember that Se Gouzi told me that Arturia would develop again after picking up the Holy Lance Lungomeniad. If so, don't I look small?

Depend on,

How can this work? !

Follow the size marked on the colored dog.

I definitely have a D.

D's is still small, what kind of world is this?

Morgan suddenly felt like crying,

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself!"

Artoria's face became even more shy after being treated like this by Morgan.

Zhile watched from the side.

Anyway, Morgan's movements were all through his clothes, so he didn't have to avoid suspicion.

【Hahaha, it's really interesting that the famous King Arthur still looks like this. Oh, it's really interesting to watch my wife bully my sister-in-law. 】

Virtue! ?

Morgan gave Lot a blank look.

Then, she continued to look at Arturia.

"I already knew your gender."

she said with a smile.

"Huh? You already knew?"

Arturia couldn't help asking.

"Of course, there is nothing in this world that I can hide from me...Is there anything about Lott?"

Morgan spoke halfway proudly, and then remembered that there was still Lotte beside him, so he took Nalot with him along the way.

"Then you still want me to be the chief of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Morgan looked at Arturia strangely and said.

"I chose you only because your strength is here. You are perfectly qualified to be the chief of the Knights of the Round Table. Why don't I put you in this position."

"As for women..."

Having said that, Morgan paused for a moment, and then proudly pointed at himself.

"If it is a woman, am I not a woman myself? Since I can become the king of Camelot, so what if you become a British knight?"

"But isn't that because of your blood, Your Majesty?"

Artoria continued to ask Morgan in a low voice.

In the human society of this world, men are mainly in power.

That is to say, only those who are as wise as Her Majesty Morgan, or whose strength is in line with Queen Scathach, can be respected by men.

Later, there was Gawain, but what is Gawain's identity, the daughter of Lott and His Majesty Morgan.

In other words, this is the big princess.

And what about myself?

Just an ordinary person.

How can such a big gap be compared?

When she got the two holy swords before, Artoria already felt fearful, afraid that her expression on the battlefield was not satisfactory. For this reason, she has been working hard to train her own strength.

Hearing what his sister said, Morgan laughed, and then said to Arturia: "Then if I say that your blood is the same as mine, how would you react?"

"what?"

Arturia still showed a puzzled expression.

It's not that she didn't understand, but that she felt incredible about this matter.

too bizarre.

Isn't he an adopted son adopted by an ordinary jazz? How could she have the same bloodline as Her Majesty the Queen.

unless……

Artoria thought of all kinds of possibilities, her face changed slightly.

Seeing Artoria's face changed, Morgan stretched out his hand and looked at her face.

"If we don't have the same blood, why do you think the two of us look so alike?"

She said this to Arturia.

[This is not necessarily the case, at certain times that saber face is a characteristic of this world. 】

Lott continued to think beside him.

Morgan heard him thinking this way, turned his head and couldn't help but give him a blank look.

This guy, it's nothing to do with you now.

"Your Majesty Morgan, are you joking?"

Artoria still didn't believe this, she asked Morgan.

"Of course, I have nothing to do to deceive you?"

Morgan said firmly.

"Me, how did I come here? Who is my father?" Hearing what Morgan said, Artoria looked at Morgan and asked with burning eyes.

"Your father, of course, is my father, King Uther."

Morgan replied to Arturia.

However, after talking about Artoria's identity in this way, she didn't know what to say next.

The process of Artoria's appearance can be said to be extremely despicable and shameless.

"This old thing, how to explain this matter."

Morgan couldn't help but secretly scolded his father.

Fortunately, at this time, Arturia hadn't noticed Morgan's changes, and her heart had been disturbed by Morgan's words.

"My father is King Uther?"

Chapter 182: About the holy gun, you choose by yourself [Second update]

"Yes, your father is King Uther."

Morgan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing that Artoria didn't continue to inquire about her own specific manufacturing process.

That old liar Merlin himself was very shy when he said this, but he actually gave my father the idea.

Shameless!

Next time I see him, I have to beat him again.

Morgan thought to himself.

At this moment, Merlin who had walked out of the camp of the Camelot army suddenly shuddered.

"I always feel, I feel some malice again."

Merlin said to himself.

Immediately, he looked around.

Being kicked out in such a cold day, being alone like this, is really lonely.

Sad in his heart, he shrank his neck and walked forward.

It was extremely miserable.

"Why don't you really go find a goblin lady to talk about love for a night?"

Merlin thought to himself.

...

"Can't you believe it?"

Morgan continued to look at Artoria at this moment, and then said to her very frankly: "Only because of this, I will let you pick up the Sword in the Stone. And the sword of the vowed victory behind, do you think I will Do you want to give it casually?"

"yes……"

Arturia nodded with difficulty.

This makes perfect sense.

Only in this way can it explain why His Majesty Morgan gave himself so many things.

But I still can't accept it.

For more than ten years, my own sister and my biological father have been in front of me, but I don't know it.

"Is my appearance a mistake?"

Arturia continued to ask Morgan.

Hearing what his sister said, Morgan reached out and hugged her. "Although our mother is not alone, your appearance is definitely not a mistake."

"You have the blood of the red dragon in your body, which represents the glory of Pendragon."

"Ok."

Artoria nodded lightly in Morgan's arms.

[Sure enough, there are only two types of people in Britain in this era. One is the king chef, and the other is the twisted king chef. 】