Chapter 162

This delightful scene should naturally be shown to the gentleman.

When we go to pay our respects tomorrow, it will be a pleasure to let my husband see the ugly behavior of these Britain people.

Ha! King Arthur, you think you can take this gentleman away?

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhuge Liang thought to himself, his admiration growing stronger.

As expected of His Majesty the First Emperor, he's even more cunning than him.

I was actually thinking of keeping it as a keepsake so I could take it out and have some fun whenever I was feeling down.

Zhuge Liang silently decided to keep a copy for himself as well.

Me too!

For the Heroic Spirit, only when a Heroic Spirit of the same level makes a fool of himself can they be happy.

Zhuge Liang thought carefully about the conversation Britain Father and Son earlier, and was able to guess what they were thinking.

The Public Execution of the Knights of the Round Table is now considered the biggest scandal of all time.

As Prime Minister, Mordred stepped forward, clearly indicating her desire to take some responsibility.

As for how to take responsibility, it's nothing more than using a happy event to dispel the scandal.

For example, the marriage between the Britain Prime Minister and the Imperial Tutor of China was definitely big news that shocked the world.

Because,

To date, no Heroic Spirit has ever truly married; both male and female are either married or single to this day.

Even Zhuge Liang himself missed his first wife and never considered remarrying.

In reality, Heroic Spirit are True Magic entities summoned from Human History.

In essence, they are part of Human History, existing to uphold Human Order; how could they possibly have children like ordinary people?

But Wuming is special.

That guy is the Executor of Alaya, practically a living Human History!

Zhuge Liang suddenly felt a little expectant. What if Nameless really could make Heroic Spirit have children? Should he go through a little more trouble?

Anyone who has read "The Perfect King" will know that Mordred and Nameless are not related by blood, which is perfectly plausible!

If his Father King were to be included—

Ahem, I shouldn't think like that, it's too outrageous!

Zhuge Liang got up and left the hall.

Now, we can just wait patiently for the Britain to finally bring it up themselves.

If we then ask the First Emperor for his consent, a marriage alliance between the two great nations could completely drain the entire Britain!

Little money, so sweet!

Zhuge Liang silently gave himself a thumbs up.

I wonder how the First Emperor should reward someone like him who was willing to dedicate himself to the country.

I'm already looking forward to it!

Achoo~

Wei Gong, who was lying on the living room sofa, suddenly couldn't help but sneeze. "Which bastard is eyeing me again?"

He touched his nose, feeling that someone was eyeing his belongings.

Could it be that Shirou's Saber, Mo Zai, and their gang are already preparing to storm our door?

That's terrifying!

We need to stay away from home and avoid going anywhere this Chinese New Year.

You can be your King Arthur, your King of Heroes, and I'll be my Lie Flat King and Doing Nothing.

Everyone, you go your way, and I'll go mine. Don't come looking for me!

Looking at the outrageous comments online, Wei Gong felt that this matter was far from over.

After Alaya released the exposé video.

King Arthur fans around the world are feeling their worldviews shattered.

Is that aloof, arrogant figure who disregards human life and wantonly destroys the world truly King Arthur?

Of course, many people are trying their best to defend him, saying that the Holy Lance corrupted him, turning him into the Lion King, who is not the King Arthur that everyone knows.

The problem is that for people who look exactly alike, such explanations seem particularly weak and unconvincing.

In many people's eyes, if he hadn't stepped in to repair the Singularity, the whole world would have been doomed.

"Poor Shirou's Saber, blame Tokiomi! It's all his fault!"

Wei Gong felt a bit of sympathy for the other party.

The Battle of Sword Hill, a story of filial piety and the tragic fall of an unknown figure—truly magnificent!

Unfortunately, due to a momentary lapse in judgment, Xiao Bei failed to return the Holy Sword, thus incurring a 1,500-year debt repayment journey.

Everything seemed so preordained.

"It's been 1,500 years, that must have been tough for you," Wei Gong sighed softly.

Given his contributions in the Singularity of the Sacred Round Table Domain, it is only natural that Bedivere became Heroic Spirit.

Such an extremely tenacious will could have led to ascension to immortality in a hundred days in a cultivation novel.

At this moment.

Fou, disguised as a kitten, hopped over and sat between his laps, looking up at him:

"Fu... Fu (Yes, 1,500 years of free fall)!"

"Forehead..."

Wei Gong was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and reached out to stroke the other person, saying, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

The little cutie was thrown out of the Tower of End by Merlin the Heartless, but she experienced a free fall that lasted for 1,500 years.

Every day, the wind blows and it falls endlessly downwards; just thinking about it is terrifying.

Fortunately, the other party was Humanity's Evil, and could survive without food or water.

Otherwise, a human would have been dried up long ago.

No, not even a trace was left!

"F... F (Merlin must die)!"

Fou cried out again, getting angrier the more she thought about it.

That despicable bastard, he has no conscience at all!

It stuck out its pink little tongue and gently licked Wei Gong's cheek.

After watching the video, it remembered that the other party was the Chaldea Master had always been with it.

A person who fights to save Human History.

Unfortunately, the opponent looks too weak right now.

His entire Spirit Origin was shattered, as if forcibly pieced together, and he was no longer the peak form he once was.

Wei Gong felt a tickle on his cheek and couldn't help but say with a smile, "Hurry up and transform!"

"Go to hell! You otaku who doesn't even spare cats!"

A voice filled with utter Luo Ya came from behind.

Even though a stunningly beautiful girl is right next to you, you still insist on getting aroused by a cat.

You're a Furui control freak, right?

Luo Ya rolled her eyes at him. "It's time to prepare dinner. Ilya Miyu will be here soon."

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve.

The two best friends had previously agreed to stay up all night together on New Year's Eve.

For many years before, Luo Ya and Wei Gong spent the New Year together, making the house seem cold and quiet.

With two more close friends joining us this time, it made things a bit more lively.

Oh right, and there's that awful little cat, Fou, who won't let her touch him at all!

At this time.

The cat was sitting between Wei Gong's laps, licking him with its tongue.

He even had a smug look on his face!

Good heavens, it's become a spirit!

Luo Ya became increasingly suspicious that the other party might actually be a monster.

Otherwise, why does it seem so humane?

Does this guy get up every morning to cook porridge and stir-fry vegetables?

"Okay, okay, I'll start cooking now."

Wei Gong stretched, put Fou aside, and got up to prepare to cook.

Since restarting the world and enjoying a normal life, the kitchen has become his most important battlefield.

Making different kinds of delicious food every day has become his greatest pleasure.

Ding dong~

The doorbell rang.

Wei Gong walked over and opened the door.

Outside, stood two little girls wearing new down jackets.

One is Ilya, who has long, snow-white hair, wears a purple down jacket, and has beautiful, Ruby- like eyes.

One was Miyu, with short, jet-black hair and wearing a beige down Miyu.

Both of them flashed sweet smiles. "Happy New Year's Eve! We've come to visit!"

"Welcome, welcome! It's cold outside, come in and warm up. Let me pour you some black tea first."

Wei Gong quickly let the two little girls in.

Looking at the three little girls in his home, he always felt a little uneasy.

The Dragon King's prison food?

No, no, I'm not that Nine-Headed Dragon!

Wei Gong tied on an apron and went into the kitchen to prepare a meal.

"Brother, let me help you."

Miyu also walked over and naturally put on the smaller apron next to her.

"Okay, then could you help me chop the grapefruit peel and the bok choy?"

Wei Gong nodded.

On New Year's Eve, the custom in Sakura is naturally to eat New Year's Eve soba noodles.

He skillfully began frying tempura, laughing as he said, "Fried tempura, bok choy, fish cake, green onions, and a little yuzu peel. Do you know why we eat soba noodles?"

"Yes, I know. Buckwheat noodles are easier to cut than other noodles, which means cutting away misfortune and ensuring a peaceful new year. Buckwheat noodles are also thin and long, which means longevity and health," Miyu replied with a smile.

These are all basic common sense.

At home, her mother would often teach her, hoping to mold her into a virtuous wife in the future.

Her brother had always protected her, so naturally she wanted to help him this time and become the most suitable wife for him.

Younger sister!