The early morning sun illuminates the room through the window, waking Larry from her sleep.

He got up immediately, and he didn't have the confusion of waking up at first, and the powerful hints he gave to himself through magic were set before he went to bed, so that he could react appropriately at the first moment of wakefulness.

Originally, this was prepared by him to prevent an attack at night, after all, he didn't know if there were any enemies in Camelot City who knew his identity, including this room used to entertain guests, and Larry also set up a certain magic trick as protection, which can be regarded as transforming half of this room into his own magic workshop.

However, that attack didn't hit, so Larry felt very clear in his mind and thought about it, and he looked out the window, at the tower that wasn't too far away.

On the top floor of the tower was the room where Larry had spoken with King Arthur last night, and after asking that question, King Arthur fell into deep thought and told Larry to leave and rest.

However, through the enhanced magic magic, the eyesight was still flickering through the window at the top of the tower, and although it was not easy to make out in the daylight, the figure still sitting in the seat did not change in the slightest.

King Arthur seemed to have been in that state for a whole night, as if he had not even moved.

"Is this a guessing game?"

King Arthur would ask that question, which in itself illustrates the mutation in her, and perhaps even she herself has noticed something wrong, but she can't ask anyone else, the Knights of the Round Table.

If even the king can't move forward, then neither can her subjects.

Therefore, King Arthur had to behave perfectly, and that's where Larry was thinking.

Is there anything wrong with King Arthur now? Larry didn't think that although he didn't know how the king was doing in other matters, judging from the simple resolution of the argument between the two knights of the round table last night, the king in this state had more tender feelings than the knight king he knew.

He couldn't say whether such a change was good or bad, after all, that kind of gentleness that was very close to the sense of distance was actually not a necessary feeling for the king, at least in Larry's opinion.

You can say that you are sympathetic to the care of your subordinates, or you are bold and open-minded, but if the king and his subordinates lose that due distance before, it will be a bit dangerous for a king.

And last night's King Arthur, this is the feeling that gave Larry, gently touching Mordred's head or something, although he didn't hate it, but if it really came to this situation, it would definitely not be a good sign.

King Arthur's question to him proves this even more.

Maybe Britain's problem is not with her, or that the king does have a problem, but not because there is something wrong with the king himself, but because there is an external force that changes all this.

As for the problems of the Knights of the Round Table and even other people, they are all caused by this, just like a butterfly effect, and the change of King Arthur directly led to the changes in Britain in this era.

The first thing that came to Ryry's mind was a figure she hadn't seen so far, the Grand Magician Merlin.

As the alternate of Grand Caster, one of the EX clairvoyant trio, the core of the free-for-all group, what is happening in Britain must be able to detect through his current clairvoyance.

But the anomalies still exist, the mutations still happen, and it can be speculated that something may have happened to Merlin.

Of course, maybe he was powerless to change the status quo, after all, although he did whatever he wanted, he couldn't change the ending of the canonical history of the British subversion, and the mistakes he made on a whim also made him finally lock himself in the Tower of Paradise.

Probably there are only two possibilities.

Stretching off to look at the unchanged tower, Larry began to search the room for items.

In a few moments, he had gathered all the metal utensils in the room: mirrors, anvils, and some hooks.

The foundation of the scientific magic system is the transformation of matter, and in this age when footbaths are made of wood, there are only a few metalworks that Larry can find.

Anyway, why is there such a thing as an anvil in the guest room?

Through the conversion of matter, Larry made a simple signal amplifier, which did not help him connect to Chaldea in another plane, after all, he did not understand that kind of technology, even if he stayed in Chaldea for a while, he did not learn it.

What he has to do is to increase the signal of his headphones through this signal amplifier and get in touch with X, who is moving around the land with another headset.

The Chaldean communication was lost as if it had lost connection with a satellite in space, and it was impossible to fully observe the world, so at least the two people who were still active in the land had to get in touch.

It's a pity that after tossing for a long time, the amplifier didn't help him in any way, it seems that X has arrived in a place where he can't be contacted, or this land full of mutations has even blocked this kind of signal exchange.

"Tsk, that's troublesome." Failure is a common occurrence, but it is easy to get depressed when you fail all the time.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and Larry hurriedly disassembled the amplifier into its original substance again, and put it back in its original place, and by the time the knock came from the door, Larry had already completed this series of actions quickly.

"Who is it?" Although Larry could guess who it was based on the severity of the footsteps and the slowness of the knock on the door, he asked the question anyway.

"It's me, Artoria, did Mr. Larry sleep well last night?"

Larry answered by opening the door, acting as if she had just woken up, yawning, and responding to the girl with some laziness.

"Ah~ I still don't want to get up."

The girl smiled, not showing any displeasure at Ryry's laziness.

"I'm sorry, but it's almost noon, why don't we go out on the streets?"

The girl offered to invite her, much to Larry's surprise.

"Hmm... Miss Artoria, are you really not afraid of danger when I am with an unidentified person? Even Larry had to remind Lily: Girl, you are going to suffer like this.

"No, if there was a problem with Mr. Lyry's identity, the knights wouldn't have brought you to the room so easily last night, so I don't think there's anything wrong with Mr. Ryry's identity, and my intuition tells me that Mr. Lyry isn't a bad guy."

Larry stared at Jing a little speechlessly, aren't you King Arthur anymore and have an ancestral intuition? And isn't even intuition inspired in battle? What is it for this kind of thing? A woman's sixth sense?

"Thank you for trusting me, and besides, you don't need to call me Mr. Larry, Larry can do it." Scratching his head slightly, feeling the greasy feeling in his hair, Larry then added, "Well, please wait for me to wash up a little, it's a bit embarrassing to go out like this." ”

"Yes, Mr. Larry."

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