Chapter 690

Shirou said, "I've already confirmed with the people in the village, and what you said is basically true."

I'm sorry, I've been suspicious of you all day.

Don't take that kind of thing to heart.

Morgan gracefully rested her chin on her hand, a smile on her face, and stared intently at Shirou.

"Could it be that he came so late at night just to apologize to me?"

"I want to stop the weapons of the Atlas Institute. Please help me... Miss Morgan."

"Sure."

"May I?"

"Um."

Morgan agreed very readily, which surprised Shirou.

Thinking back carefully, from the moment I first met her during the day, I received a response to every question I asked.

Could it be that she's actually a very good person?

Or maybe she likes me, that's why she's so easy to talk to... That's impossible.

Morgan said, "The villagers of this village are like my lovely children."

With Artoria's resurrection plan now bankrupt, their value as props has also vanished.

That being said, if someone wanted to save them, I could lend a hand.

So it wasn't because he liked me after all, Shirou thought with a hint of regret.

"Please tell me, Miss Morgan, what can I do to stop this 'Logos React' from getting out of control?"

"..."

Morgan le Fay remained silent, letting the beautiful fingertips trace across the table beside him.

The crystals in the room seemed to be affected by something, making a clanging sound.

It was a beautiful, yet somewhat lonely, tone.

"First of all, Shirou, you must trust me completely."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Shirou finally spoke, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do that."

"Perhaps it would be possible if we knew each other longer, but now... I'm sorry."

"Heh, you could just lie, why be so honest? It's okay to lie to me."

Morgan le Fay, in his Pan-Human History, wore an expression of profound loneliness.

That sorrowful and lonely expression made Shirou momentarily lose focus, slowing his thoughts for a moment.

"Miss Morgan, you really are..."

Morgan pressed her palm against Shirou's face.

The crystal made a sound again.

The overlapping sounds seemed to envelop them.

Like a sound barrier, a continuous stream of sounds chased after Shirou, Morgan slowly raised his head.

"!?!?"

My body can't move.

The next instant, the witch's and the boy's lips met.

Shirou was kissed on the lips by Morgan, and by the time he came to his senses, he had been forced to swallow something.

"... ah!"

Morgan was shoved away by Shirou and fell heavily to the ground.

"What you just did..."

Just as Shirou was about to question Morgan about what he had been fed, his vision suddenly began to spin.

He knelt on one knee.

All the light in the world turned into halos, mingling with the darkness, and everything gradually distorted into the black and white of an ink painting.

Shirou barely managed to maintain consciousness, but not only his nerves, but even his Magic Circuits were malfunctioning due to the distortion.

Information cannot be obtained through sight, hearing, smell, taste, or touch.

I am a bird falling from the sky, a butterfly about to transform into a larva, a flame that can freeze everything.

Morgan!!

Shirou shouted angrily, looking up at the witch who was slowly brushing dust off her nightgown.

"You've finally decided to call me by my name, Shirou."

The Fae Consort from the Pan-Human History Palace looked down at the red-haired boy from her high position.

She touched her lips, revealing a captivating, victorious smile.

"This is punishment for treating me like secondhand goods without my consent."

As his consciousness faded, Shirou heard a witch's complaint from afar.

"Who's this slutty married woman who sleeps with a different man every night? You better stop this now."

--Code: Logos React, then type it in.

--Distort fixed values: A++.

--Extraction period:■■■■■■■■■■

--■■■■■Program started. Beginning object replacement.

--The entire process is complete (Clear). The fifth experiment of the continuation of Human Order begins.

My head is splitting with pain.

Because of the terrible headache, my brain couldn't function properly for a while.

In the darkness, Shirou heard a woman's voice.

"Your Majesty, have you awakened?"

"?"

Shirou slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.

Good morning, Your Majesty. It's another beautiful day.

A clear, lively female voice came from the side, Shirou glanced over—

Silver-haired girl, like a winter fairy, knelt by the bed, observing her sleeping face.

Because the overall atmosphere was so different, Shirou almost had doubts for a moment, but she—was clearly Gray!

For the first time ever, Gray removed her hood.

His features, identical to those of the Radiant King, were now fully exposed to the dawn.

"Are you Gray? Why are you here...?"

Shirou rubbed his head with one hand and touched his lips with the other.

I was just in Morgan's workshop a moment ago...

Oh, right! That wicked woman actually took advantage of my trust... Unforgivable!

Gray playfully covered her mouth and chuckled at the boy's mutterings.

"Heh heh, are you still half asleep? I am your attendant, apprentice knight Gray."

"The apprentice knight... Gray?"

Shirou's brow furrowed even deeper.

The Silver-haired girl said with a proud expression:

"To be honest, I'm a little overwhelmed. I was personally promoted to the position of knight by you!"

Have you forgotten, my king! I... I... I'll cry right now and show you!"

"I'm sorry, Gray, I really don't understand what you're saying."

As the throbbing pain in Shirou's mind gradually subsided, he looked at the girl and asked.

"First of all, why do you call me your king?"

Gray stared in disbelief and sighed, "You really aren't awake yet. I'm sorry, I should have woken you up so early."

"Tell me, Gray... who am I?"

Shirou grabbed Gray's shoulders, his expression very serious.

Gray looked very troubled, but still answered truthfully.

"You are my master, Arthur Pendragon."

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Volume 9: Chapter 425 -The Lion King Shirou's Dream Girl Novel

Breakfast is ready, Your Majesty.

A lively girl's voice reached my ears.

Shirou remained seated by the bed. After sending Gray to prepare breakfast, he began to contemplate his situation and the possibilities of his current circumstances.

The first thing we can confirm is that the coordinates on the timeline are no longer 2004.

Judging from the view seen through the open window, it is undoubtedly the ancient medieval period before it was invaded by modern civilization.

Shirou's identity is King Arthur.

Gray became his personal knight.

Based on these two points, the two have traveled back to the time of King Arthur, 1,500 years ago.

Furthermore, due to Shirou's "drifting" aptitude, he can still remember things before he traveled through time, while Gray cannot.

This does explain many things, but...

Did Gray and I really go back to the past?

Shirou felt a strong sense of unease.

Because of his relationship with a certain Fifth Magician, Shirou has experienced "Time Travel" several times, but this time the feeling is clearly different.

As for the "travel between Parallel World" that has been the norm, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Shirou couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, but his Instinct told him something was amiss.

What exactly is this place...?

Morgan, a proponent of Pan-Human History, sent me to this place... what exactly...?

"King?"

Gray moved closer to Shirou and waved her arm.

Shirou snapped out of his reverie, "Ah, sorry, I was just spacing out."

Hearing him say that, the Silver-haired girl pouted. "Really, the king seems really strange today."

"Haha, she's probably still half asleep, Gray... Let's go eat."