Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

If there is no round table, it is called a round pot.

There can always be a name.

isn't it?

"Instead of thinking about these things, it's better to think about what to cook for Morgan tonight. The night on the ship is really a suitable time and place for a candlelight dinner."

Lotter continued talking to himself.

...

On the other side, Morgan found Artoria and Kai.

"The name of our Knights has already been chosen. From today, our name will be Knights of the Round Table."

Morgan said to the two men.

"Ok."

Kai and Artoria had no objection.

Even, Artoria is very supportive of this name.

Although she is not very clear, but she directly feels that this name is really good.

"Okay, now that the name has been decided, it's time for us to prepare a plan to expand the number of people. I have an enemy that is difficult to deal with. If I go to deal with her, I will need your help." Morgan continued With Kay they said.

Arturia nodded very seriously.

Well, His Majesty Lott and His Highness Morgan are both very kind to me.

Their enemies are my enemies.

At this time, Morgan told the two of them:

"Kay, go find qualified knights to join our knight order. Remember, you can't be too old, and you can't be weak."

"yes."

Kai nods.

Morgan then looked at Artoria.

Well, let's get revenge.

"As for you, Artoria, you need to increase your training now. From today on, double your training intensity."

Chapter 26 Arriving at the Destination [First update]

"what?"

Arturia's face showed confusion, and then it turned into a troubled expression.

"Your Highness, although I really want to hear what you have to say. But I already have about nine hours of sword training every day. If I double it, then I need eighteen hours of training a day."

Eighteen hours, then there are six hours left in the day.

As a knight, the necessary rest is also needed.

Then the rest of the time is not enough to eat.

"I just want you to have no time to eat."

Scrap Morgan thought to himself.

Otherwise, my Knights of the Round Table should have become Knights of the Dinner Table.

Morgan looked at Artoria, and said seriously: "Arturia, our enemies are not just ordinary soldiers. Our enemies may be the murderous and humble king Vortigern, or they may be facing the enemy across the sea. The Romans. It might even be possible to face some fantasy creatures that you have never seen before. And in this case, of course, you need to exercise more diligently."

"Well, Her Royal Highness is right."

Artoria nodded approvingly.

However, in her heart, she was still thinking about it with grievances.

I want to find a chance to eat!

"So, for your progress, start working harder now."

Immediately, Morgan left without giving Arturia a chance to refute.

On the side, looking at Morgan's performance, Kai raised his chin and commented: "It seems that His Highness Morgan has a problem with you?"

"What?" Arturia panicked, "His Royal Highness hates me?"

"No, I don't hate it." Kai said to Artoria, "It's just that you eat too much."

"Just a little bit."

"A little bit……"

"You are a little bit more, you are compared with a group of soldiers."

Kai said silently.

"As a knight, it's normal to add a little more nutrition."

Arturia answered seriously.

"..."

Let her go, anyway, it's not me who is in charge now.

...

In the following time, Artoria's miserable days began.

Practice swords, practice swords persistently.

Now that Morgan has agreed, no matter how he agreed. But since she didn't object to success, she had to do it.

The constant swinging of the sword on the ship lasted for more than ten hours a day.

For the rest of the time, she could only hurry up and rest.

Morgan wants to change the attitude she has always wanted to cook.

Unfortunately, she didn't know how hard it would be for a person to cook.

Now Artoria has learned to sleep with her eyes closed, and then go to eat.

Everyone on her boat was dumbfounded.

Can you still do this?

Morgan saw it, and his eyes glazed over.

This time, she was really convinced.

Okay, you are amazing, I can't compare to you.

Let's cook the rice.

It doesn't matter as long as you work hard.

Anyway, as long as you can become a qualified knight and help me deal with my sister who appeared from nowhere, that's fine.

I give up on correcting your appearance.

Morgan felt heartbroken.

Then decided to do another thing on the boat.

Go research that damn lemon.

Lotter's idea was very successful.

As far as her other crew members knew, things like bad breath and wound infections among the crew members on the ship were really much less.

Non-combat attrition is very small.

This made the crew members feel very unreasonable.

Then express my sincere admiration for King Lot's ingenuity.

Because of this, Morgan decided to study these things carefully.

...

However, after several days of research, Morgan did not come to a conclusion.

I have split this lemon to the limit of what I can do, why haven't I found out where is that vitamin?

Could it be subdivided further?

Morgan, who had some ideas, decided to go to Lott to inquire about the situation.

But when she first went to find Lott, she happened to see Lott standing by the side of the boat, looking at the shore from a distance.

Ugh? wait?

shore?

I have been sailing at sea before, and now I am on the shore.

are we getting there?

"Lotte, have we arrived at the territory of King Bei?"

Morgan asked Lott.

"um, yes."

Lott nodded affirmatively.

"Next, we are going to prepare for the battle."

He said it rather seriously.

【The next battle will not be so simple. 】

Morgan nodded secretly in his heart.

In Britain in this era, the strongest strength is not King Uther.

Of course, it's not Lott who is still preparing to study various technological levels.

The strongest person now is King Uther's brother.

Vortigern, known as the humble king.

His territory is extremely rich, and his subordinates come from a large number of foreign warriors, and their weapons and equipment are also extremely sophisticated.

And the most important thing is that his combat power is also extremely strong.

Morgan still doesn't know.

But Lott was very clear.

Not only did he defeat King Uther. And after King Arthur became the king of Camelot, he was also Artoria's biggest enemy in the first half of his life. Later, he was defeated, and it was the joint efforts of Artoria and her son Gawain to defeat Vortigern.

After all, what Vortigern represented was the will of Britain.

At this point in time, even Merlin would not be his opponent if he fought alone.

Adding up all the existences in the four lands of England, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales, Lott thought for a while, in this moon-like world, only the one in the land of shadows can do it.

[Now it is estimated that it is a defeat, but not the humble king Vutigeng. Moreover, we can't fight him head-on. If you want to defeat him, you can only wait until King Arthur and Gawain can do it together. 】

Lott thought in his heart.

For the first half of his sentence, Morgan agrees very much. But after hearing the second half of his sentence, she frowned slightly.

It is only right for his own son to be strong.

How good is my talent?

And perverts,

Not bad either.

He's just a little bit worse than me.

So the son born between the two of us is very strong, there is no problem with that.

But why does defeating Vortigern require my sister?