Everyone was frightened by this shout, and Morgan walked over tremblingly, and whispered, "Father." ”

Al was also shocked, and then he knew that the man in front of him was King Uther, although he saw that he was angry, but for some reason he did not hate this man, but gave birth to a sense of intimacy.

King Uther suddenly calmed down, and then he realized that Morgan didn't know Al's identity, and he couldn't expose the matter, so he stiffened his face and looked at Morgan, "Why did you come so late?"

When Morgan heard that his father was asking this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said: "When I came, I saw Gawain and Kai and the two of them fighting, and I was afraid that the two of them would tear down the house, so I went over to stop them, so I came late." ”

"This rebel!" Grand Duke Andre heard King Uther's loud shout, and his heart tightened, for fear that King Uther would reveal Al's life experience, and now that he saw that the topic was being torn apart, he hurriedly grabbed the conversation, "Your Majesty, this matter is not the princess's fault, Your Majesty should not blame her." ”

"Alright then," said King Uther, seeing that Archduke André had given him a step, and let Morgan go, "since your Uncle André has said so, then you should go down first." ”

Then, King Uther looked at Al on the side and smiled gently, "You are Artoria, yes, very good, your birthday party is about to start, you should go down first, don't go far." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Al saluted, and went down with Morgan.

"Morgan, that girl!" said King Uther as soon as Al and Morgan left, and King Uther turned into an angry face, "she ・・・・・・ unexpectedly. ”

Merlin looked at Al and Morgan's backs, her tongue sticking out, and licked her lips gently, "Brother, sister?" ’

――――――――――― on the harm of sibling love―――――――――――――

"Hee-hee," as soon as he left King Uther's sight, Morgan changed back to his lively appearance from the good girl he was just now, "I'm so lucky that my father didn't scold me just now." ”

"Is Your Majesty very harsh with you?" asked Al, puzzled, he felt that His Majesty King Uther was a very gentle man, why was Princess Morgan so afraid of him?

"Yes, my father is very strict with me, he wants me to learn this and that all day long, it is etiquette, and it is a musical instrument, and I don't even have time to play, and even the elves don't let me touch it・・・・・・" Morgan was like a naïve little girl at this time, pouting, constantly complaining to Al.

In fact, Morgan doesn't know why she said these things to Al, these words have always been hidden in her heart, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a perfect princess, elegant, generous, polite, although she also yearns for the life of a carefree girl, but she has never shown these to others, but today for some reason, but to the first day of the meeting of Al said, is this love at first sight?

The minutes passed in Morgan's grumbling and cranky thoughts, and night finally fell.

The banquet is about to begin.

"Come on, Al, huh, princess, you're here too," Morgan had slipped back into the hall with Al, and when Merlin found them, they were huddled in the crowd, gesturing at the guests, "It just so happens that His Majesty King Uther is looking for you, so come quickly." ”

When Al arrived at King Uther's side, King Uther was talking to two people, one of whom was Archduke Andrew, and the other was unknown to Al who was surrounded by the nobles of the neighborhood.

"Al, you're here," King Uther saw Al's running at a glance, and saw that Morgan behind him was pulled away by Merin, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and pulled Al over, and introduced to everyone, "This is our little birthday star today, and my little hero of Camelot, Artoria." ”

Everyone here was a nobleman with status and status, and they knew a little about Ar's discovery of the evolution of Ibu III, and knew that this son must be extraordinary, and saw that he was valued by King Yuse, and he was even more affectionate to him, and he was full of praise.

"Alright," King Uther high-fived, seeing Morgan, Gawain, and the others coming over one after another, "since everyone is here, let's start the banquet in earnest." ”

The music sounded, the dancers danced, and everyone took their seats one by one.

It's just that when I got to Ar, I made a mistake.

It is said that although Al is only a commoner, he is a disciple of Merlin, and he can sit behind Merlin. However, King Uther actually felt that Al was today's birthday star, so he thought about letting Al sit in the chief, this decision, not to mention everyone, even Al did not agree, and finally at Al insistence and the persuasion of everyone, King Uther changed his mind and let Al sit on his left hand.

Although everyone had no opinions, Al was not embarrassed, and in order to avoid this embarrassment, Al secretly decided to use a large round table for future gatherings.

―――――――――――― Assassination in progress――――――――――――――

Karl was so nervous that his hands were shaking at the moment, and when he was delivering the food just now, he saw King Uther, as Uncle Heath said, it was a lion-like man, and he just looked at each other, and at that moment he seemed to have an urge to kneel on the ground and confess all his secrets, and that feeling was terrible!

But fortunately, he hasn't been discovered yet, Carl breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly decided that he must do it next time, otherwise if he continues like this, he will not even have the courage to do it.

"Carl, come on, help me bring this cream soup, I still have a pudding here, I can't leave. At this moment, Michael's shouts came from the kitchen.

Karl has only come to the Duke's Court in the last month, although he has only been here for a short time, but he is hardworking and capable, and he is eager to help others, and he is very popular with everyone, and everyone will ask him for help when they can't leave.

Here's your chance!

As Karl passed by King Uther with the soup, he felt it again, the fear of facing the lion, and his heart beat several times faster, and beads of sweat began to drip from his forehead.

It's time to make a move!

Carl bit his tongue, and the smell of blood in his mouth calmed him down for a while, okay, do it!

At this time-

A wide, calloused palm pressed to his shoulder.

"Relax, lad. ”

"Smack!"