The early spring in Carmellot has always been quiet and soft. The wind blowing from the forest crept into the walls with the scent of flowers, blowing through every corner of the porch, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort to the whole castle, with the smell of grass and sunshine.

But in this cheerful brightness, there are people who are destined to live up to this great spring without understanding the style. The light hurried through the bustling streets of the lower city, and West clutched a light-colored and transparent potion in his hand, his eyes wide open, his gaze constantly roaming around.

Merlin ran into the palace early in the morning to continue his career as a valet in the service of the king. Gaius spent a morning in ping-pong, stuffing several bottles of potion into the arms of another of his tenants, and then went out to buy medicinal herbs. So, West had no choice but to nibble on cold bread and run around Camelot to deliver the potions to the people who should deliver them...... In fact, except for the fact that he didn't find the Knight Gaowen who was supposed to stay at home and rest because of a bad stomach, and had to run around the upper city for nearly three laps, things actually went very smoothly.

"Good afternoon, West."

Carrying a basket came to the front. Gwen, who was not on duty in the palace today, saw the new occupant of the Gaius family from afar, and immediately beckoned in a friendly manner:

"I've seen you running around for several laps, are you looking for something? Merlin would normally be in Arthur's room at this time. ”

"Hello, Gwen."

Nodding politely at the maid. Merlin's memories showed that she seemed to be favored by King Arthur and Lancelot, and West was able to determine that she was the Queen Guinevia recorded in the history books...... Anyway, even the ** master Merlin has become a young manservant, so it may not be too difficult to accept another queen who was born as a maid.

Thinking so, realizing that she probably knew more about the inhabitants of Camelot than he did, West spoke without hesitation:

"I'm not looking for Merlin...... Oh no, and not looking for Gaius either...... Do you know where Gao Wen usually would be at this time? ”

"A tavern, or a training ground." The answer is a resounding yes. For this knight, who was especially a maverick at the round table, Gwen believed that most people who knew him would be able to easily guess his whereabouts.

- Ah...... Training grounds, of course, training grounds.

Hanging the corners of his eyes, he couldn't believe that he could subconsciously think that the guy was sick and wouldn't run to toss. West, who had just failed to find someone in the tavern, owed a slight debt and expressed his heartfelt thanks to the maid.

"By the way, no matter where he provokes you again, Gao Wen is still a knight after all, Serena Williams." It was more like going to send the knight to hell than to the young man's expression. As West made his way to the training ground, Gwen finally couldn't help but say that.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to fall out with a knight in the Camelots." Nodding, apparently taking the maid's reminder as a worry about himself. West, who was just a civilian in this timeline, smiled back.

"No, I'm not talking about that." Sighing, Gwen blinked happily, and a smile appeared on her face:

"I mean, Gawain is a knight, so you can feel free to punch him twice - he won't fall apart so lightly."

“……”

So, since even Gwen said so, it seems a little regrettable not to add some color to some people's faces.

Walking outside the Knights' training grounds, looking at the figure who couldn't join because he had eaten a bad stomach and could only sit and stare at it, West did think so. He had even raised one foot and was about to kick it down, but Gao Wen, who found out that he had arrived, flashed over, and had to give up his plan to kick this guy into the mud.

"Hey! Don't hold such grudges, West!! ”

jumped up from the grass and patted the young man's shoulder boldly, and the smile on Gao Wen's face was very sincere:

"Although I almost stabbed you when we met for the first time, didn't that explain that it was a misunderstanding? You're still going to have to worry about it until now! ”

"Huh?"

The tone went up, and West tilted his head, staring at him with a smirk. It wasn't until Gao Wen finally couldn't hold back that overly enthusiastic expression in the young man's meaningful gaze that the knight finally coughed lightly and rolled his eyes a little embarrassed:

"Ahem, well, I really didn't mean to trick you into going to the tavern to settle the bill for me...... Did you pay the bill? ”

"It's strange to pay ......".

With such an easy-to-use thing as mental ability, it is natural that it will not be wronged by the boss in the tavern who has come to repay Gao Wen's debts. West shrugged helplessly, and when he thought that this unserious knight might well have cheated Merlin or someone else to pay for his drink, he felt a pang of amusement, and he couldn't believe that this prodigal son, who had always done as he pleased, was the great knight who was said to be the "flower of knights" by the French court poets.

"So, you really don't have the last name Stark?" Laughing as he threw the potion in his hand over. West blinked, his blue eyes softened for a moment as he remembered his friend a thousand years later.

"What?" Catching the glass bottle steadily, Gao Wen frowned in confusion.

"I mean, you should get rid of the habit of always picking up food to eat!"

Glancing at the other knights on the field who were training hotly, he thought back to some of the people sitting next to him. The brown-haired young man coughed, and found that he couldn't stop the smile on the corner of his mouth: "As a 'knight of the girl', just eating a bad stomach like this is not good for your image at all...... As far as I know, among the girls of Camelot, Sir Lancelot is much more popular than you. ”

"Oh, that sounds so sad......"

Lean against the wooden rack behind you where the weapon is stored. The knight crossed his arms to his chest, looked at the boy and smiled casually: "So, what about the boys?" ”

I have to say that Gao Wen was born to be a living being illuminated by the sun. Although he has always been cynical, there is no denying that he is better suited to be a fantastic lover than anyone else. So even if he's just

Raise the corners of your mouth. In Gao Wen's almost provocative inquiry, West only shook his head slightly, but did not speak.

Seeing that he was smiling steadily, without any embarrassment, the knight became more and more interested: "Hey, don't stop talking, Xiao Wei." You see, we can—"

"Gauwen! Be careful!! ”

Before the words fell, a shout suddenly came from not far away. Recognizing that this was the voice of Lancelot that they had just mentioned, Gao Wen was stunned, and then felt a sharp chill flying straight down the wind, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the two of them.

It was a spear with a sharpened tip.

It's not uncommon for knights to miss the target during training, but they can still throw so far that the only one is Percival, who has always been extremely powerful. Cursing in his heart for the big man with well-developed limbs, Gao Wen stared at the sharp blade that stabbed him, and as soon as he made a mistake, he put on West's shoulder, and was ready to bend down and dodge with him.

It's just that someone apparently reacted faster than him.

Instinctively reacted at the moment the spear struck--of course, not using superpowers, otherwise even if he survived in the end, Merlin would definitely strangle him again--West's right hand directly grabbed Gao Wen's collar and fell down, his left hand arced in mid-air with inertia, and after dodging the seemingly unavoidable spear in the chest, in order to prevent further injury to the group of servants who were scrubbing their armor behind, he also held the spear body that passed them, and forcefully pulled its flight trajectory, and finally slanted hard. Stuck in the ground.

"Hey! Are you all right?! ”

Stick the sword in. Back to the waist. Arthur Pendragon, who was instructing the knight's swordsmanship, hurriedly walked over, stunned and stared at the two who had fallen into a ball but miraculously remained unharmed, as if he was very impressed by West's agility just now: "Who are you, boy?" How come I never saw you in Camelot? ”

"Yo, isn't this Serena Williams?"

and with the king. Lancelot quickly recognized the young man who had been with Gaius lately, and seeing that he did not look like he was in trouble, he was relieved and greeted him in a friendly manner.

"Williams?" Arthur raised an eyebrow - it seems that his knights are familiar with this strange boy?

"Oh yes, you haven't seen it yet, have you? This is West, Merlin's younger brother...... Arthur, you are with your valet every day, didn't he tell you? ”

"That fool can remember to sue me something." Pouting, every time he mentioned his manservant, he always looked disgusted. Arthur looked up and down at the young man who was honestly standing in place, and his tone was a little puzzled:

"So Merlin has a younger brother? He doesn't look like him at all...... Except that he was as thin as a wheat stalk like that kid. ”

“……”

――I guess it's hell if it looks like it?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the young West, who had only a face, couldn't get used to his new identity no matter how long it took him. After all, his father, who can be a little mage at his actual age, is now regarded as "Merlin's younger brother", and he really thinks that he has been taken advantage of.

“…… We are cousins. I don't know, so I hummed for a long time. Finally, he resigned himself to his fate.

"Is it?"

As the end of the note dragged out, Arthur still looked at the boy suspiciously. Nervously thinking back to the fact that he shouldn't have revealed any flaws that might be mistaken for a wizard, West lowered his eyes uneasily as the entire knights watched, and he was a little hesitant whether he should use his ability to completely delete the scene from their minds.

After all, he didn't really care if he was considered a wizard or not. If he wanted to leave, the entire knights of Camelot would not be able to stop him...... However, he could not affect Merlin and Gaius, nor could he affect those who were genuinely good to him and thought about him without reservation.

I couldn't guess what the king was thinking. Glancing at each other, Gawain and Lancelot both saw the same worries and doubts in each other's eyes.

"Hey! What are you all doing here? ”

Just when West was stared at by Arthur's hair, he couldn't help but put his finger on the corner of his forehead. A cry from far and near came down the wind, saving him from this somewhat awkward silence just in time.

Looking at the king who shrugged his shoulders innocently, and then looked at West, who pursed the corners of his mouth, Merlin, who had just returned from cleaning the stable, looked a little uneasy: "...... You didn't bully Williams, did you? ”

It's no wonder that he thinks so crookedly, it's really like the scene just now that he just came to Carmellot, but he was stunned by the scene on the Arthur bar when he was still a prince.

"Bullying? Looks like you really don't know what's written in the code of knighthood, right? ”

It's a little funny to watch his manservant protect his 'younger brother' behind him like a calf. Arthur shook his head, but also believed that this kid did have an unusual relationship with Merlin - seriously, he was the first knight of Camelot, why did this kid always think he looked like a bully and a bully?

"Alright, Merlin, don't be like a girl. Tonight is the banquet of May Day, and I hope you have made all the preparations. ”

Turning around, he beckoned the knights to continue their practice. Arthur drew the long sword from his waist, pulled a beautiful sword flower, and walked back to the training ground.

"You see, he just likes to show off anytime and anywhere." Pouted, he gently bumped the boy's shoulder. Although Merlin's words were full of disdain, the pride and smile hidden on his face could be seen even if West was blind.

- Actually, you didn't realize that you were showing off to me, Merlin?

sighed helplessly, and always felt that this kind of duplicitous mode of getting along seemed to him in a certain 'Avengers Kindergarten'. West glanced at the dark-haired mage beside him rather strangely, as if he realized that he must know something terrible.

"By the way, Williams, I have something to ask you."

But he didn't know that his image in West's mind had gone astray in an irretrievable place. Merlin reached out and tugged at his sleeve, muffling the voice in the boy's ear:

"Can you work for me for a while at today's dinner?"

"What?"

His mind was still stuck on "Is the ** division really something with his king", and West's expression was dazed for a moment.

"It's just to help with the dishes, pour wine for Arthur or something, it's very simple."

Glancing at the blonde king in the training ground, he was sure he wouldn't hear anything. Merlin blinked, revealing a softening look of pleading.

"The druids just came to me and said they had something very important. I can't come back before the dinner starts, so I can only ask you to help me out for a while...... Please, Serena Williams. ”

I opened my mouth, but I didn't say a word. Looking at Merlin's fawn-like eyes, West paused, and finally nodded like a ghost.