Although the degree of exposure of the skirt is not very high, but because of Morgan's bumpy nicebody, this dress is still very charming.

The original length of the skirt should be up to the knees, but because her legs are too slender, the skirt can barely cover the bottom of her thighs.

The plump breasts and tight waist outline the sexy curves, and the round and white thighs are looming at the lower edge of the skirt, which attracts people's imagination.

"How about it?"

With his left hand on his waist, Morgan asked confidently.

It took Rhodes a long time to come back to his senses and said.

"I thought, um... great."

"Master is very honest."

Although he was actually very happy in his heart, Morgan still pretended to be very indifferent.

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Rhodes asked, "Caster, actually there is another one here, can I wear it for Lancer and me?"

"I really can't do anything about you. Master, wait for me for a while."

The corners of Morgan's mouth raised slightly, and then he grabbed Artoria's wrist.

"……what?"

She looked at Sister Wang in confusion.

"Come in, Arthur. I heard from the Master, you want to choose a suitable suit, don't you? I'll prepare it for you, and it happens that the Master is here to give you a reference."

The fairy concubine who recognized her real enemy decided to offer an olive branch to King Arthur.

Artoria was taken aback at first, then nodded in relief.

"...Oh, oh, sorry to trouble you then, Miss Wang."

The two sisters returned to the room, leaving only Rhodes in the corridor.

"How to pass the time..."

Just when Rhodes was planning to imagine the plot of Morgan and Artoria's "My Lady", Caster's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Please don't make up strange plots, Master."

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083 The continuation of the sister war?

Morgan.

At the age of 15, she was like a fairy by the lake bathed in the spring sunshine in a fairy tale.

There is no worry, no hesitation, only curiosity about the unknown and expectation for tomorrow.

Morgan's father, the great British King Uther unified the tribes and brought the people a peace that had never happened in a hundred years.

Even Rome, the ancient super empire that sheltered the British Isles, was not as vibrant and prosperous as the kingdom at this time.

Everyone's eyes are full of light, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Princess Morgan of Britain was born and grew up in such an environment.

As the daughter of Uther, the greatest king, and Elaine, the Witch of the Lake, she has completely inherited her mother's beauty and talent, and has grown out of blue.

During Morgan's coming-of-age ceremony, her teacher, the great sage of the court, had once asserted this to the king.

"His Royal Highness Morgan is a genius chosen by the island.

Now she has surpassed her mother and has learned all my secret arts.

Even if His Highness surpasses me and her ancestor [Witch of the End]... I won't be surprised. "

Even the arrogant and frivolous female magician is full of praise for Princess Morgan's talent.

On that day, she began to be called so by the people in the country——

Morgan Le Fay.

It was also from that day that Morgan decided on his own future.

"Father, I want to be a great king like you and build a more prosperous Britain than it is now."

"yes……"

King Uther's voice on the jade throne was very cold, and the female magician standing beside him lowered her eyes sadly.

"—"

As for the fact that his biological father hated him, Morgan had been vaguely aware of it as early as a very young age.

Usually, witches cannot have children with humans.

It is because the so-called "witch" does not refer to "women who use magic" in a narrow sense, but an independent race other than humans.

Not human, the witch is a British goblin.

The combination of a witch and a human would be cursed, even for a witch as powerful as Elaine.

Thus, the birth of Princess Morgan was bought at the cost of the life of King Uther's wife.

Although Morgan was born with the blessing of his mother, the death of the princess was too cruel for those who were left behind.

The British king who was once wise and diligent was also hit hard by this, and his temperament became perverse.

If only this was the case——

As mentioned earlier, as Princess Morgan grew up, she became more beautiful and more outstanding than her mother.

When Morgan was 13 years old, she had already become the most outstanding magician in the kingdom except Meili.

Rumors about her beauty not only resounded throughout the country, but even spread to France, and there was an endless stream of imperial nobles who came to propose marriage.

However, such an excellent daughter did not comfort Uther.

Unable to get over the grief of his dead wife, the king became even more disgusted with Morgan.

Did you loot all of that unprecedented talent from Elaine——

"But it doesn't matter."

At that time, Morgan was not disheartened by his father's indifference towards him.

The mother blessed her, the island chose her...even the mystery supported her.

"As long as I work harder, I will take over Britain from my father and make this country more prosperous than it is now.

At that time, Father and King will definitely agree with me, and Heavenly Mother will also be proud of me! "

The girl is very optimistic, and she has been indulging in her dream of being a queen ever since.

When Morgan was 12, her sister was born.

The name is Arturia.

Arturia Pendragon.

Unlike her older sister Morgan, a cute baby who inherited Uther's blond gene.

"Hehehe... Arturia, is it my sister?"

Morgan poked the baby's delicate face and asked the female magician beside him.

"Ms. Mei Li, who is the mother of this child?"

"...Well, this..."

Meili scratched her iridescent white hair at the temples and smiled wryly.

"Who is her mother? Hahahaha..."

"Hmph...so suspicious...ah! Could it be that the mother of this child is Mei Li?"

The girl looked shocked.

"Arturia is the child that Meili lured her father to give birth to!

No wonder the person who hasn't seen you in Camelot for the past six months, turns out to be pregnant..."

"—Impossible!"

Boom, the magician angrily tapped his disciple on the head with his staff.

"Woo...that's right, this kid is much cuter than the teacher."

"What a disrespect, Morgan! Even I will have my own peach blossom period!"

"Is that after more than 1000 years?"

Morgan smiled and gazed lovingly at the baby in the swaddle.

"So cute, so cute, my little sister... grow up quickly, Artoria."

A 12-year-old girl still doesn't know what the birth of her sister means to her.

Artoria's birth became a reason for Morgan to work harder.

Forget about eating and sleeping to learn magic.

Research painstakingly.

At the same time, she also takes care of her young sister, and the princess is happy because of such a fulfilling life.

then.

All memories of spring came to an abrupt end at the end of Morgan's 15th birthday.

The beginning stems from the ruin of the empire.

Rome, which was like a giant across the European continent for centuries, declined rapidly under the siege of many alien races.

A large number of alien races crossed the strait and entered the British Kingdom protected by the empire, bringing war to the island.

However, that was only the beginning of a facade.

I don't know when, the mystery of Britain began to fade away.

The soil becomes poor, the seeds fail to germinate, the vegetation ceases to bear fruit...

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