After the Round Table Conference, which had lasted for over a month, came to an end, the nation gradually returned to normal. However, after such a long war, every part of Britain and every trade was in desperate need of rebuilding. Many had returned to their territories one after another, preparing supplies for the coming winter.
As a result, the unruly elements that had run rampant through Camelot's streets and alleys suddenly became far fewer, and the public order gradually improved.
As the lord of Orkney, the Land's End, Morgan had also followed the tide of departure. Using the Mirror's spatial leap directly, she left Camelot through a teleportation anchor established in her territory, and had been gone for over a month.
Moreover, for some reason, she had come and gone in a hurry, appearing rather mysterious, and had refused everyone's company.
Samael could only take on the arduous task of raising the children. On one hand, he taught the faeries the common sense needed to live in human society; on the other, he instructed them in magecraft and combat skills, lest their talents go to waste.
Likewise, with the state apparatus running smoothly, life at the royal palace had also been unusually peaceful.
There were only two people who came over every single day without fail to mooch meals, making Samael feel as though his home was about to become a public cafeteria.
Kay was manageable enough—at least he brought a Meeting Gift now and then. The Lion King, however, had no such awareness whatsoever. She ate and drank for free every day, and her appetite was downright absurd.
Samael did not particularly mind the expense. Kay always secretly gave him some meal money to subsidize the afflicted masses. Still, whenever Artoria came over, preparing meals alone kept the