The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Well, and I have to admit, it’s really cool to see Merlin's face changed a lot because of his inconsiderate planning!

"……call……"

After exhaling a long sigh, Merlin turned around, mixed the medicine in his hand and mixed it together, and finally filled it in a very delicate container, "Forget it, it should be too late to remedy it now. That fellow Morgan... It should not be so fast to make up all the omissions."

"then?"

I raised my eyebrows and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So I still want you to run again."

Putting the lid on the container in his hand and threw it to me, Merlin's usual gentle smirk reappeared on his face, "At least we must delay this challenge for a while."

"..."

Putting two punches on someone's fake smiley face, the idea of ​​helping him with a "panda" plastic surgery for free, jumped back and forth in his mind like a gopher...

Why is it that the bastard Merlin made a mistake in his calculations so that he wanted to make up for the omissions in the plan, but I was going to run around and raise the table!

——Those who can work harder.

It's hard work for those able to go to you!Don't be so obvious when talking coldly, OK?!

——Okay, then I will serve tea and watch the show.

Convex =.=|||

It's true that Altria is the "chosen person".

But even with Merlin's magic concealing her true gender, her slender appearance and her unreliable age are the biggest obstacles to her gaining trust.

People who often come into contact with her may be infected by her serious and rigorous attitude and pure ideas, but if it is a group of forces that originally have doubts and hostility towards her, this is Altria’s inevitable hardship. hurt.

It can be said that if it was not because I took the medicine Merlin gave me to "visit" the confident, non-neutral and unfriendly group leaders before the "Sword in the Stone" was born...

With Altria's identity and status, it is impossible to get close to the stone platform with the "sword in the stone" inserted.

Not to mention that after she drew the "sword in the stone" she could smoothly walk into the church to be received by the bishop.

Although the nostalgia for "life" caused those eager existences to temporarily withdraw their greedy claws, but...because of Altria's feelings, Merlin didn't hand me the real poison.

It is this that gives Morgan an opportunity.

Speaking of it, although I have contacted Morgan once through the "Water Mirror", my knowledge of this witch is far less than that of Merlin-and in fact, she seems to know Merlin quite well.

And what I did before was wasted after the lords were pointed out by Morgan that there was no poisoning at all.

No, or it cannot be said to be a total waste.

At least now Altria's identity has been recognized by the Archbishop of Canterbury.

Although the Roman army has been withdrawn from the British Isles for a long time, the influence of Christianity, which settled on the British Isles with the Roman army, has not faded much.

With the approval of the Archbishop of Canterbury, those lords, even if they want to use their brains on Altria, have to weigh the consequences and impacts of rash actions.

But... Before Altria was formally canonized as a king, her situation was still quite dangerous-and in fact, even if she really became king, the shadow of the crisis has never disappeared, just another change Just a form.

Everything has two sides.

Merlin and I borrowed the influence of the Christian Church behind the Archbishop of Canterbury to get Altria "selected."

But again, it is precisely because of this that Altria cannot refuse the challenge from other lords who have a covetous heart for the throne-because this is the only way she can persuade others to have the authority to be king. .

In the final analysis, Altria's qualifications are difficult to convince people.

"Oh... think about it, it's really a headache!"

I held my forehead and ran outside for most of the night, wasting countless saliva and energy. I was so depressed that I sat down on the roof of a certain building, leaning on the corrugated roof in the corner and looking at the sky in a daze.

——Didn’t I say, don’t you need to do business anymore?There are still many other companies that need potion?

I'm not familiar with Merlin, don't he allow me to discount the things he ordered?Also, I'm already busy enough tonight, okay!

——It doesn’t matter if it will affect Altria?After all, Merlin's divination showed that the incident seemed to have been in the past few days.Isn't it your usual style to get rid of unstable factors as early as possible?

Gee!Why didn't I know that you started to become so responsible?

——Because there is no good show to watch, I am bored.

Convex =.=|||

Suddenly, the feeling of cold as if being stared at by something made me immediately enter a state of high alert, and I turned over from the place I was leaning on to the other side of the corner of the room.

"Dangdangdang!"

With three consecutive and dense bangs, three arrows were nailed where I was sitting.

"Really, this is dangerous!"

I poked my head out from the other side of the corner, and I spoke to someone who was standing in the open space below the house and was looking at me in this direction—then I was slightly taken aback because of something I saw.

The weapon on his left arm that is shaped like a bow and a crossbow...

After squinting my left eye and reading the information of the weapon in an instant, I gasped.

It is the same blood inheritance treasure as my grand gentian-engraved bow failnaught.

But fortunately, it is estimated that the house under my feet is taken into consideration, so the engraving bow is now obviously in the first form of liberation. Otherwise, if it enters the second form, the projectile treasure will be released with A+ power against the military treasure. The ability is enough for me to drink a pot.

"That's also because there is still time for the place where you appear, which doesn't fit a gentleman's behavior."

The engraved bow on the left arm still locked me away, and the young man with long beautiful silver hair looked at me calmly.

"Shhh..."

Because I didn’t feel the murderous intent against me, I was too lazy to make enemies. I just put a finger on my lips and motioned to him to make a small voice, "Please be gentle, you scared my friend Up."

"?"

The silver-haired young man was stunned for a while, but I was slightly amused and raised his hand, letting him see through the moonlight that he was originally in my arms and was jumping on my shoulder and whispering. Two nightingales.

"Ah! I'm sorry..."

So almost immediately, the young man put away the engraving bow and stepped back, apologizing to me, "I don't know..."

"It's okay, you didn't aim at me in the beginning anyway."