Chapter 57: Agravain: How Could I Not Know How Petty She Is?
In the royal palace, in the Round Table hall, after stopping the small disputes of the knights, the king and her knights took their seats one after another and started a new round of discussion:
[The Holy Grail War].
Well, there wasn't much to talk about. The seven Heroic Spirits would fight each other. When only two were left, the Holy Grail would appear. The final winner would win this Holy Grail War—that was roughly the rule.
But now, no one cared about this rule anymore.
"The outcome of the Holy Grail War? It doesn't matter."
This was the common thought of all the Round Table Knights present. If it were just other people here, other Round Table Knights might still have the mind to fight for it. But now that even that knight who stood at the seat of calamity but could still bloom with a pure brilliance had been summoned to this era, the final winner of this Holy Grail War was almost certain.
No one would fight with her for that thing, and it was impossible for anyone to snatch that thing from her hands—this was a result that all the Round Table Knights knew very well.
But at the same time, these Round Table Knights also knew that compared to the so-called result, the "process" of this war was the truly important thing: the Round Table Knights sitting here had many grudges to settle!
"To decide the outcome with an open and honorable knightly duel?"
"I understand, my King."
"I will cut off the head of that shameful traitor with this sword, and will definitely not tarnish your glory."
Gawain responded to the king's teachings with a humble tone—but his eyes were fixed on Lancelot, and had not left him for half an inch. And what made him even more angry was that Lancelot had not looked at him from beginning to end.
This former chief knight of the Round Table, upon returning to this land that had brought him glory but was also somewhat similar and different, had been in a state of daze. What was he thinking? He didn't say, but the knights who knew about that shameful betrayal all knew very well.
[Guinevere]—this name was the answer.
"Um... calm down, brother."
The siblings, Gareth and Gaheris, were caught between Gawain and Lancelot, trying to stop this dispute that had been caused by them. Mordred, sitting further away, was there, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, shouting things like "fight, fight," "Guinevere is still watching you," to add fuel to the fire.
Such a chaotic scene caused the Round Table of the present world to be surprised—were these really their colleagues? Looking at the atmosphere of being at loggerheads, it was more like they were sworn enemies, right?
And it was at this moment, when they were almost misunderstood by others as "these Round Table Knights are just a group of brainless brutes,"
"My King, please allow me one request."
An expressionless, pale-faced knight, ignoring the noisy "comrades," stood up from a relatively distant position.
"In the original history, I was your secretary and was also in charge of criminal justice matters. In this short period of time in the present world, I hope you will let me serve in this position again and continue to relieve your worries. Also, I hope you can tell me where Baron... Morgan is? I have some things I want to ask her."
[Baron Morgan].
The cold-faced Round Table Knight proposed a almost taboo term, which made the noisy Round Table Knights instantly quiet down.
Artoria, on the other hand, looked at this knight sitting in the corner, as if he were being excluded by the other Round Table Knights, with a surprised expression. After contemplating, a smile of realization appeared.
I see. She thought. So this man, who was excluded by all the Round Table Knights, was actually the bond that truly united the Round Table Knights and held them together.
"Sir Agravain, right? Of course, no problem. Also, the Morgan you speak of is not a [Baron] in this country, but a noble [Highness]. Be careful not to call her by the wrong name. She is very petty—if you anger her, even I will not plead for you."
...
In the chalk-white city, in the Shrine of Light, after wandering around the city for a bit and experiencing the local customs, Shiroryu brought Mash back to this temple that had been specially built for him, and found Morgan, who was configuring a potion alone.
Vena had already left her side. After a passionate reprimand, Morgan had probably finally realized that Vena's talent was not enough to become a true magus—she simply ordered her to take a hoe and go to the garden behind to cultivate a medicinal field.
If your brain isn't good, then just do some manual labor!
And this temple was the junction connecting the present world and the reverse side, and could be said to be the place with the richest mystery. Based on the principle of not wasting, Morgan planned to have her cultivate the entire garden and turn it into a plantation for various herbs.
"What, you've brought me another free laborer? If I may be so bold, she doesn't look too capable—if it's another little one who is curious about magic, then I suggest she just go and find that magus. At least she's pretty enough. That magus might stop for her for a few seconds and perform a few tricks that are enough to make her laugh."
Perhaps because she had ju
st experienced a failure in education, Morgan, whose personality was already rather gloomy, her words became even sharper and more venomous.
And if it were an ordinary little girl... no, even a sunny and cheerful little girl, after seeing Morgan in this state and hearing such irresponsible comments, would definitely shrink back in fear, right?
But Mash would not. This little girl, who looked a bit timid on the outside, could face the "venom" that Morgan spat out—she not only showed no fear, but could also look at this beautiful but somewhat messy woman with a curious gaze. This image was not unfamiliar to her. The female researchers in Chaldea, after encountering some unexpected experimental changes, or after working continuously for a month, would also become like her now.
—No, it should be said that they would be even worse than her now!
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