My Mother King Arthur

"Mordred..."

"Today has been..."

In front of his cute little sister, Arthur could finally let down his guard. It was okay to show a bit of his troubled, tired side.

Unlike in front of his subordinates, even if he was already furious and mentally exhausted, he still had to maintain an appearance of composure. Only by doing so could he maintain order. Otherwise, it would shake his subordinates' confidence, and even their loyalty.

Only Mordred, this child, was someone whose determination, confidence, and loyalty were beyond doubt. Therefore, she was also a safe harbor for Arthur.

"Did something happen? Ah, of course, Brother, it's okay if you don't say anything."

Skillfully using her Lap Pillow Skill on Arthur, Mordred gently held his hand and said this.

"Something happened. I'll tell you when I'm feeling better," Arthur replied.

"Okay, I understand." Thus, Arthur rested his head on Little Mo's lap and closed his eyes.

Let's rest for a bit, while there's time.

However...

"Um..."

While she didn't want to disturb her brother's rest, having been by Arthur's side for so long, Mordred understood what was important and urgent.

"What is it, Little Mo?"

"Actually..." Little Mo said to him, "Lord Galahad also came by earlier." She told Arthur, "It seems there was something he wanted to discuss with Brother."

"..."

It was about Lord Galahad's decision to stay or leave. When Little Mo mentioned it, Arthur remembered.

Honestly, one by one, they didn't let him rest easy.

"I understand," Arthur said, getting up.

"I'll go over."

"Brother..."

"It's fine, don't worry, Little Mo. I'm not that fragile."

"..."

"Mm."

Little Mo gave a brilliant smile.

Author's Notes:

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Chapter 73: To Sell or Not to Sell the Junior, That is the Question

A little later, as the knight Galahad was pacing restlessly in his room, a knock came at his door.

"Lord Galahad."

"Your Highness."

As quickly as he could, the slender, white-haired youth stood up, opened the door, and greeted Arthur with an attitude that was less respectful and more reserved.

"How have you been lately?"

"Thanks to you, I've been well."

After this uninspired pleasantry, Arthur and Galahad fell silent. After a moment of silence, Arthur finally spoke:

"Lord Galahad, you've also received the news, haven't you? About the Holy Grail."

"Yes, indeed."

Galahad nodded. After that, Arthur thought quickly—

When Father King said that she would be the one to retrieve the Holy Grail, the most stable plan would be for Galahad to rush to the Holy Grail's location overnight and replicate the original plot. This would be the most prudent course of action.

"But, Galahad, he is one of my most outstanding subordinates."

Arthur thought, "If it's really like in the original story, where only a specific person can lift the Holy Grail, and someone like Merlin, that scumbag, can't do it, then in the end, Galahad will still have to be sacrificed."

"So, Your Highness."

Seeing Arthur's silence, Galahad had no idea that the man sitting opposite him was contemplating cruelly discarding him and bringing back a junior female student. He was still worried, concerned that his actions might anger Arthur.

"In any case, Galahad will also be a backup option," Arthur thought.

"We need to act fast. Bring another group of cannon fodder to the Holy Grail's location.

Let the cannon fodder go first, then Merlin. After that, let Galahad go. In any case, we need to resolve this before Father King gets his hands on the Holy Grail."

After making up his mind, Arthur looked at Galahad with a helpless expression.

"Galahad, Lord Galahad."

Arthur said to him:

"Why do you think that?"

He said:

"We've been through quite a lot together.

From Britannia, to Rome, to Germania. Wars, killings, governing territories, handling disputes, enacting laws, cultivating land, building castles, workshops, lumber mills, ports and docks...

We did very well, didn't we? You helped me a lot, Galahad. You are my best friend, my most outstanding subordinate, and also one of the best commanders under my command."

Arthur's tone, mixed with helplessness, carried a hint of grief and indignation:

"You, you would actually doubt me—do you know how sad this makes me?! My sadness surpasses Tristan's!"

Although he had been thinking of selling the other party for a busty eggplant, on the surface, Artorius still put on a sorrowful act, making Galahad feel quite embarrassed.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would disregard justice for personal gain?"

"Do you think I would drag Britannia into war for my own ambition?"

"Do you think I would stop it if the Holy Grail could save Britannia?"

"No, of course not, not at all, Galahad."

"If the Holy Grail can save Britannia, I certainly won't stop it."

Facing the righteous Artorius Pendragon, Galahad's heart was filled with emotion. And he became even more excited:

"Yes, that's right—this is the Your Highness I know, the monarch I serve!"

Facing Artorius, who was so divine, so compassionate, and showed no hint of the dark thought of "exchanging a junior for a junior," Galahad's heart was stirred:

"It is precisely because of this that I am willing to sacrifice my life for you."

"So, what we need to do next is to go as fast as possible and retrieve the Holy Grail!" Arthur said to Galahad without hesitation:

"The sooner we return, the less suffering the people of Britannia will endure!"

"Yes, that's right."

"There are no 'buts'! The location of the Holy Grail has been confirmed, right?! You know it, don't you?" Arthur looked at him seriously and asked.

"Yes, yes, Lord Percival and Lord Bors found the Holy Grail. It's just that neither of them could lift it. It is said that only those with a pure soul can lift the Holy Grail. So I want to try."

"Good, very good, then what are we waiting for?! Let's depart now!"

"Yes... now?"

"Exactly, now!" Arthur turned and looked to the side: "How long are you going to watch, Merlin!"

"..."

After Arthur called out to him, the man with pink hair walked over with a flamboyant gait:

"I thought my Invisibility Spell was the best in the world, but I didn't expect to be seen through."

"Hmph, because I know the thing you, you scoundrel, love most is to join in the excitement." Arthur snorted coldly: "You know what to do, right, Merlin?"

"Of course, of course. I'll take you to the Holy Grail's location in the fastest way possible. Magic is indeed a very convenient thing. Although I do get my tongue twisted when chanting spells."

"So...?"

"Alright, alright, I'll do it, don't look at me with such a terrifying gaze, Arthur. Speaking of which, I even held you when you were a child."

Saying something that made Arthur want to draw his sword, Merlin easily and skillfully manipulated his magic, and a portal to Europe—or more accurately, to Gaul—opened.

It seemed that he also knew the location of the Holy Grail. He could do it without Galahad having to speak.

Galahad's expression was somewhat uncomfortable when faced with the conversation between Arthur and Merlin. Or rather, from the moment Arthur entered his room and mentioned this matter, Galahad had felt a strong sense of unease. It was as if he was about to pay a heavy price, sacrificing something very important to him.

"Is it my life?"

He thought. Then he quickly strengthened his resolve:

"No, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I must fulfill Your Highness's wish!"

"It's not about saving Britannia, but rather..."

He looked at Artorius. His eyes were filled with emotion:

"It's Your Highness's wish."

With such resolve, Galahad walked towards the portal...

After they passed through the portal, Galahad looked around in surprise.

The cool air, the chirping of insects. The stars and moonlight in the sky proved they were in the wilderness.

"To be more specific, it's Burgundy."

Beside him, Arthur said calmly: "Southeast of Gaul, on the banks of the River Seine. The Holy Grail is actually in a place like this."

"Look there, Lord Galahad."

Arthur then pointed into the distance.

On the flat plains, amidst the flowing sound of the River Seine, a sacred white-gold light soared into the sky.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's where the Holy Grail is."

As Arthur said this, he squeezed the Magic Crystal with his right hand, which was behind his back.

Author's Notes:

The Holy Grail, one of the most important elements in the Type-Moon series. I recall only the previous director successfully wished for a lot of money?

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