Early the next morning.
Alvin opened his eyes on a snow-white, soft bed, feeling a bit unreal.
At this moment, Morgan was already awake, sitting alone by the window. Her white, jade-like legs were crossed lightly, glowing with a faint, translucent sheen under the morning light.
He really didn't expect that even after collecting all the original CGs, there would still be a DLC to load… and this kind of DLC was something he wouldn't have even dared to imagine in the past.
As Alvin glanced at the still-"sleeping" Artoria beside him, he felt a strange sense of unreality wash over him.
To be honest, he didn't have any outrageous dreams, he wanted to fulfill in his life...but he had to admit, this was the one he thought was the most outrageous one.
And yesterday, he finally fulfilled that dream...
Now he could confidently say, he had achieved something so impossible that it still seemed unreal.
"You look surprised."
Morgan's voice drifted to him.
There was a faint seductive lilt to her tone.
Her platinum-colored hair was slightly tousled, falling casually beside her alluring features.
She was only in a white bathrobe, the curves beneath outlined faintly, less of her usual icy presence, more of a mature woman's irresistible charm.
Alvin met her gaze and nodded lightly.
Even now, it felt like a dream.
Last night, he had actually shared a bed with the sisters… even though they hadn't unlocked many special CGs, this was already a massive breakthrough.
In the past, he wouldn't have dared to imagine Artoria and Morgan interacting so harmoniously.
"Do you… not mind?"
Thinking about it, Alvin asked quietly.
Morgan gave a silent glance toward the "sleeping" King of Knights, then murmured, "If Lily doesn't mind… why would I?"
'…Looks like the big sister is way more open-minded than I thought.'
Thinking about it, Alvin let out a quiet sigh of relief.
"Are you thinking… that since it worked this time, next time you'll drag me and Lily to bed together again?"
Morgan's teasing voice pulled him back.
"I didn't think that."
"Really?"
Her beautiful eyes shimmered with amusement as she looked him up and down.
Alvin tried to keep a calm face at first, but under her seductive gaze, his composure eventually cracked and he coughed lightly, admitting his presumptuous thoughts, "Okay, I admit, I might've thought about it a little."
After all, looking at the two irresistible sisters, one cold, one noble...if he didn't have such thoughts, Alvin would doubt his identity as a man.
Not to mention, he had already experienced the ecstasy last night, there was no way, he would refuse a threesome, if given a chance.
"It'll depend on my mood next time… besides, you don't have the heart to think about that right now, do you?"
Morgan paused before speaking. "After all… we still need to take a trip."
She looked toward Artoria, smiling. "Any suggestions, Lily?"
Hearing her words, the previously "sleeping" Artoria slowly opened her eyes.
She clearly wanted to maintain her kingly dignity, but the moment she looked at Morgan, last night's memories resurfaced uncontrollably as a faint blush crept across her normally cold, exquisite face, especially vivid in the soft morning light.
But she was still the King of Knights, after all. She quickly composed herself and said quietly, "You and Alvin decide… If you're determined to go to the border, then go."
Lately, the Hunnic Empire at the border had been restless.
And now that they suspected "Attila" might actually be a "Star Eater Vanguard," they had to confirm it.
And if Alvin went with Morgan, it would indeed be reassuring.
After all… she possessed the special buff of "Lord of the Isle."
"If I must say something, I only have one request."
Artoria looked straight at her elegant, cold-eyed sister before she spoke in a serious tone. "Bring Alvin back alive."
Morgan paused, caught off guard by her words.
Her first instinct, as always, was to retort.
She had the unique domain buff inside Britain, and yet Artoria spoke as if she was the one who needed protecting.
But as Morgan met her sister's emerald eyes, the seriousness, and the quiet feelings hidden within, she swallowed the snarky remark that rose naturally to her tongue.
Instead, she simply nodded softly.
"I understand."
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At this moment, there was still someone who had stood guard outside the royal bedchamber for the entire night.
…Mordred.
When she saw Morgan rush alone into Artoria's chamber last night, she had even gone as far as summoning other members of the Round Table, fully preparing to stop the sisters if a fight broke out.
But the battle she imagined never occurred.
Faint footsteps came from inside the chamber and Mordred instinctively looked up.
When she saw the three figures stepping out, she froze for a moment. Then she rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was hallucinating.
Father, Mother, and King Arthur… why were they—
"Little Mo, why are you outside so early?"
While Mordred was still stunned, Alvin stepped forward with a smile and greeted her warmly.
"No… it's nothing. I was just a little worried, so I came to check…"
She spoke while sneaking two suspicious glances at Artoria and Morgan behind Alvin.
Taking two steps closer, she leaned toward him and whispered, "Are you alright?"
Alvin blinked, then noticed the worry in her eyes and finally understood.
He let out a laugh as he spoke.
"Don't worry, everything's fine. But I'll be heading out for a while. You stay in the palace and help Lily protect Britain."
Mordred didn't have time to think about whatever happened last night.
She only reacted to the last sentence, stunned. "You're going where?"
"The border," he replied.
The border…?
Mordred repeated the word internally, and then her eyes lit up abruptly. "You're going to avenge Lancelot?! I'm going too!"
'Why is this kid's brain filled with nothing but fighting…' Alvin sighed inwardly and shook his head.
"I'm just going to confirm the identity of the one who owned the spaceship. I'll be going with Morgan. So behave for now."
Hearing his words, Mordred's eyes changed a little. She lifted her head, clearly wanting to argue… but under Alvin's gaze, she eventually nodded reluctantly.
"Fine… I got it, Father…"
Even so, the unwillingness in her eyes was obvious.
Then she suddenly felt a warm hand land on her head.
She looked up reflexively, and met Alvin's gaze.
Immediately, she jerked her eyes away as if shocked. "W-What is it…?"
Alvin's voice softened. "I wish I could bring you with me… but this time, it's inconvenient to take too many people. Wait for me to come back, alright?"
Mordred turned her face aside, sounding awkward. "You didn't have to explain all that to me."
But her earlier frustration had already melted away.
Alvin caught her reaction clearly, and a faintly amused smile spread across his face.
Mordred...and honestly Artoria and Morgan as well, everyone in this family was far too tsundere.
And for a tsundere, straightforward honesty was always the most effective.
Not far away, Artoria and Morgan exchanged a glance, seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes.
Neither of them really understood how to "raise a child," so, seeing Alvin's method felt strangely enlightening.
Mordred might be "afraid" of them, but she rarely behaved.
She was constantly agitated around them.
Yet in front of Alvin, she listened almost obediently.
This way of dealing with children… was definitely worth learning.
…
After sending Artoria and Mordred off,
Morgan crossed her arms under her chest and gave Alvin a long look, her tone tinged with amusement. "You seem pretty talented at teaching children… little Mo hardly listens to me at all."
"That's because you two always try to suppress her with force. With her personality, the more you suppress her, the more rebellious she becomes."
Alvin shrugged helplessly. "When it comes to this, both of you combined aren't as good as me."
Morgan's lips curled slightly.
"Oh? Not as good as you? Who was the one begging me and Lily for mercy last night?"
Alvin: "…"
Is that something you should even say!?
The White Dragon possessed absurd stamina and endurance, but going against both Artoria and Morgan at the same time…
Well, the fact that he didn't collapse under their assaults, was enough to prove the might of his prowess, but even he would get "tired."
Looks like I still need more training…
Alvin sighed in his heart as flashes of last night resurfaced.
Morgan didn't push the topic further. Instead, she smoothly changed the subject. "So, what's your plan next?"
Alvin hesitated for a moment, then said, "I've been thinking about something since last night… Tell me, do we really need to sneak into the border to scout the enemy? Can't we just visit them openly?"
With Britain's White Dragon and the Isle Sovereign Morgan, inside Britain, where could they not go?
Morgan had naturally considered that as well.
Her tone remained calm. "Of course it's possible… but have you thought about this? What if someone sneaks into the capital while the two of us are gone?"
"For example… the Beast who recently escaped the capital. Her name was Sessyoin Kiara, wasn't it?"
"Tiamat and her children are powerful, yes… but they're only avatars. And if a fight breaks out inside Camelot, her Sea of Life will definitely harm others."
Morgan paused before continuing,
"As for Manaka Ayaka, the one you're so close with… do you really think she'd help?"
When she mentioned Manaka Ayaka, her tone very deliberately sharpened.
Alvin pretended not to notice it.
"You don't need to worry about that. I've already made arrangements."
"If anyone really tries to sneak into the capital, or cause chaos… they'll receive quite a surprise."
"A surprise…?"
Morgan raised an eyebrow, suspicion flickering in her eyes as she spoke instinctively, "You have another powerful ally inside the capital?"
Alvin only smiled lightly, neither confirming nor denying.
His gaze drifted toward a certain direction within the palace.
"In a certain sense… she's already a member of the Round Table."