What Kind of Type-Moon Is This!

Bai Ming: Wait, if you tell me now, won't I know? Even if it's a simulation...

Bai Ming: But you actually just made a fake body of me in Chaldea, threw it on the bed, and sent me to Britain in the 5th century, didn't you?

Bai Ming: After all, many abstract operations in the simulated me were directly implemented as soon as I thought of them in my mind. In other words, your simulation is actually letting me pilot my physical body with my consciousness...

Bai Ming: Ah, no, that's not accurate. You simply sent me to the past, but to prevent me from being unable to withstand the effects of time, you chose a method of simulating me by controlling an EVA. When I die, you'll just throw that fake body over, right?

The simulator system froze for a few seconds following Bai Ming's speech.

System: The description is inaccurate, but it's close enough. In short, Oregai! You should pretend you don't know for now!

Bai Ming: Okay... I guess?

Subtitles continued to appear, and memories and images flooded Bai Ming's mind.

[You beat Mordred, giving her a perfect childhood and a profound understanding of what fatherly love is like, like a mountain collapsing]

System: ...

Bai Ming: Eheh?

[Mordred was still unconvinced. Unable to defeat you physically, she decided to argue with you verbally. Gawain tried to stop Mordred, but he was held back by his younger brother, your other son, Gaheris Jo Brando]

[It seems that all versions of Jo Brando in every world have some minor issues]

[Your argument with Mordred begins]

Bai Ming couldn't help but marvel at the powerful genes of his mother, Igraine.

Even in Mordred, her face was still the iconic Takeuchi-face, and her blonde hair, if not tied up, was exactly how Morgan looked before she started studying magic—of course, Morgan and Artoria shared the same face.

Bai Ming said, "You look quite unconvinced, my daughter."

"Of course!"

Mordred's tone was not very good, as Bai Ming had just beaten her.

"Father, you are the king, why did you abdicate to that inexperienced brat! It would be better to give it to me!"

In her opinion, her eldest brother Gawain had no intention of succeeding, her second brother Gaheris was too wild, and her third brother Agravain was too proper, only fit to be a steward.

Thus, among the five children in the family, the first three were all unfit for the position. Only she, the fourth child, could inherit it.

But her father had handed over such a large kingdom of Camelot to someone from who-knows-where, who looked almost the same as her and was only slightly older than her.

How could she not be angry?

What made Mordred even more furious was that her father had beaten her for an outsider.

Bai Ming said calmly, "My daughter, your tone should be a little better."

Mordred, huffing with anger, rubbed her still aching backside. She felt that Bai Ming mentioning she was his daughter multiple times was him trying to pressure her with his status, so she shouted, "Duke Joslin Brando, call me Sir Mordred!"

After saying that, Mordred regretted it. Talking to her father like this would surely result in a beating. Her brother Gaheris had provoked their father like this before and was promptly disciplined on the spot.

"Are you yelling at me? Mordred... Sir?"

When the word "Sir" came out of Bai Ming's mouth, Mordred knew something bad had happened.

A sense of crisis enveloped Mordred. She suddenly turned to the side, but was firmly slapped on the backside by Bai Ming.

Then, Mordred was grabbed by the scruff of her neck by Bai Ming.

Mordred shouted, "Father, I was wrong!"

"Sir Mordred, your father is not here. Only I, Bai Ming—Earl Joslin Brando!"

The sound of a waist drum accompanied Mordred's pained cries. After Bai Ming released Mordred, Gaheris mockingly laughed at Mordred for her self-inflicted suffering.

[Mordred was disciplined by you again for yelling at you. Afterward, you took Mordred into the court to assist you with the political affairs that Artoria did not want to handle]

[One week later]

[Mordred's rebellious spirit was completely broken]

"Father, I was wrong."

In the magic study room you established with Morgan, Mordred proactively sought you out.

Rarely, the girl apologized first. Although there was still a hint of displeasure on her face, she fidgeted beside Bai Ming for a while before finally asking, "But I can't understand, does being king have to be this tiring? Then why do so many nobles want to seize King Arthur's position? Why do those arrogant nobles quiet down after you entered the court? No matter how you look at it... Father, you are more suited to be..."

"Enough, Mordred."

Bai Ming's tone was sharp and serious. "You yourself said that they desire status. Status often symbolizes power, but you haven't sat in that position, so you don't know that what comes with it is not just status and power, but also responsibility."

Mordred wanted to retort a few more times. Even if she didn't want to be king, it seemed that her father was more suited to be king than the current Artoria.

"Shut up and listen to me. The war between the White Dragon and the Red Dragon has never stopped. Sitting in that position requires constantly confronting that ambitious White Dragon... I've been fighting that White Dragon since King Uther's time. In that position, you need to manage military affairs, the economy, and reputation, sleep late and wake early, and deal with those nobles. It's very troublesome.

Those nobles fear me because I will truly confiscate their property and exterminate their entire families. Even if they have considerable military strength, they dare not make too much of a fuss because I might, on a whim, drag them down with me."

[Even after more than ten years, your eldest son Gawain, who is blessed by the sun and inherited your talent for fighting, is still no match for you under the sun. You remain the most valiant existence in the Kingdom of Camelot]

[Mordred knew this very well, but she also knew that you would gradually grow old. In terms of fighting prowess, she was not inferior to Gawain, so she made a request to you]

Mordred fell silent, then she requested, "Father, please train me to be a knight, like you, a valiant warrior who can fight bravely."

"If you wish."

"Also, Father, when you hit me a week ago, why did you call yourself 'Bai Ming'?"

"If you want to know, I'll tell you."

[You agreed to teach Mordred and told Mordred that Bai Ming was your real name, and that Joslin Brando was just a name used here. Mordred didn't understand very well and didn't take it to heart.]

[You tossed the position of Secretary of State to Sir Ector's son, Kay.]

[But Artoria was unwilling to let you leave the court just like that, so she appointed you as the Palace Guard Captain—a position originally held by another knight who served King Uther. However, this knight was reassigned by Artoria to Sir Blastus, who was in charge of border defense.]

Chapter 6: Expedition

[Your first lesson to Mordred was chivalry, but you yourself lacked that—so you told Mordred that chivalry was only to be considered in single combat. On the battlefield, no one cares if you're chivalrous or not; as long as you can kill the enemy and ensure your own survival, any move is acceptable.]

[Morgan heard that you were going to personally teach Mordred and came to observe. However, when she saw you teaching Mordred chivalry, she laughed uncontrollably and mocked you severely. You held a grudge.]

[Mordred awakened her talent.]

[Then you taught Mordred how to use a sword.]

[That night, you severely entered Morgan as punishment. Afterward, you discovered that Morgan had deliberately come to mock you, intending to trick you into having relations with her. You felt extremely annoyed and then became even more forceful.]

[Afterward, you taught Mordred how to fight unarmed, ride and fight, and then began arranging Mordred's daily physical training and combat training.]

[During the years you trained Mordred, Artoria began to mobilize troops to suppress other regions of Britain, quickly conquering the entire northern region. While Artoria was out on her campaigns, she entrusted the entire country to you to manage once again.]

[Morgan was displeased by this because once you started managing the Kingdom of Camelot, your time spent sleeping with her at night would decrease. Morgan believed Artoria was relying on you too much and that she should cultivate her own team instead of endlessly using the knights left behind by that old man Uther.]

[Not long after, King Arthur returned from his campaign and announced a banquet in Camelot on Pentecost, inviting King Lot of Lothian and Orkney, King Urien of Gore, King Nantres of Garlot, King Carados, and the young King of Scotland.]

[As for you, after you had nearly finished teaching Mordred, Artoria reassigned you from the position of Palace Guard Captain to Minister of War. Although it was called Minister of War, you also frequently handled state affairs. Your third son, Agravain, took over your previous position as Palace Guard Captain.]

[Pentecost, also known as the Feast of the Holy Spirit, is the fiftieth day after Easter.]

[On Pentecost, these invited kings brought many knights with them.]

[King Lot brought five hundred knights, King Urien brought four hundred knights, King Nantres brought seven hundred knights, the King of Scotland brought six hundred knights, King Carados brought five hundred knights, and an uninvited "King of a Hundred Knights" who brought only one hundred elite knights.]

[In total, there were two thousand eight hundred knights.]

[You suspected their intentions were ill, while Artoria believed they came out of love and reverence for her. Thus, she excitedly instructed Lord Chamberlain Ulfius, who managed court etiquette, to send envoys with gifts to these kings and knights before they arrived in Camelot.]

[However, these kings and knights not only refused the gifts but also insulted the envoys sent by Artoria.]

[They called Arthur a person of low birth and immature, not only rejecting Arthur's gifts but also offering to return a sword placed at Arthur's throat. They lamented Arthur's rule over such a vast territory, considering Arthur's possession of such lands an insult to them.]

[The words conveyed by the envoys were so harsh and malicious that Artoria was visibly distressed upon hearing them.]

[She summoned you, Ulfius, Sir Blastus, Merlin, and Morgan.]

[Morgan was her maternal half-sister, while you and Merlin were those closest to her, having watched her grow and guided her development. Not to mention, you, Merlin, Ulfius, and Sir Blastus were the ministers entrusted with her care by her father, King Uther.]

[After briefly instructing Ulfius and Sir Blastus, Artoria dismissed them, leaving only you, Merlin, and Morgan. She then began to weep softly.]

"My Queen... you should not cry."

As Merlin spoke, he glanced at Bai Ming, implying that he shouldn't have left Artoria with any girlish sentiments back then and should have made her a qualified successor under high pressure.

Bai Ming glared back at Merlin, thinking that someone who wasn't even considered a person was now lecturing others on how to teach. So, Bai Ming said, "Lily, cry if you want to. There are no outsiders here."

Merlin and Bai Ming contradicting each other was nothing new, so Morgan paid it no mind.

Morgan's hair had turned silver-white during her magic studies, making her overall demeanor much colder than when she had blonde hair.

Morgan spoke, "Crying solves nothing, Arthur. Once you sit in this position, you must be prepared to face everything."

"In my opinion..." Merlin drew out his words and said, "It's because Duke Joslin hasn't been very active outside in recent years, and coupled with the fact that Duke Joslin's eldest son, Gawain Jo Brando, has become renowned in recent years and earned the reputation of Camelot's First Knight, these kings have mistakenly believed Duke Joslin is dead and are thus stirring up trouble."

"You're putting my husband on the spot again."

Morgan narrowed her eyes at Merlin, "Don't think I don't know it's you who has been spreading the word that Arthur will eventually unite Wales, England, and Scotland. Otherwise, these guys wouldn't be so arrogant."

"Oh my, oh my."

Merlin remained smiling, which only made Morgan even more furious.

The two immediately began to argue.

Perhaps it was because of Bai Ming, but Morgan began to verbally attack Merlin from the perspective of race, parents, and other aspects. The malice in her words was so intense that even the weeping Artoria momentarily stopped crying and stared blankly at Morgan.

"Enough, stop arguing!"

Bai Ming's emotionless words caused the atmosphere in the entire court to become heavy.

[You comforted Artoria and promised to handle everything, but you asked Artoria to promise you that she must become stronger and not call for you, Morgan, or Merlin whenever something happened.]

[At the same time, you wondered if it was because of you that Artoria, who could independently lead troops to pacify the northern regions, still harbored some fragility in her heart.]

[Artoria agreed to your request.]

[You set out with Morgan, Gawain, Gaheris, Mordred, and many other knights and soldiers.]

[Before departing, you instructed your close friend Ulfius to keep an eye on the other nobles in the city. If you were to perish or if your military intelligence was leaked after you sent word back, he was to execute the entire families of those nobles in Camelot who were already dissatisfied and hand over their wealth, provisions, and land to Artoria.]

[You split into two groups: you, Morgan, and Mordred in one, and Gawain and Gaheris in the other, launching an attack on these kings.]

Chapter 7: Vortigern: English profanity Are You Crazy?!

[You split into two groups.]

Gawain inherited your bravery, and with the quick-witted Gaheris, Gawain quickly routed the armies of these kings, pushing them back step by step.

And your side also heavily defeated the enemy. In the blink of an eye, the kings were in retreat, leaving only the 'King of a Hundred Knights' and the young King of England.

You and Morgan led your troops together on a plain to face the King of a Hundred Knights and the King of England.

When you saw this young king, you sensed something was wrong.

"He shouldn't be the King of England. I fought alongside King Uther and Vortigern for many years and know deeply that all of England is under Vortigern's control. This young fellow is a trap. No, rather, I fell into the trap the moment I led my troops out."

Bai Ming said, "Morgan, return to Camelot immediately and tell Merlin, tell King Arthur to be prepared. Vortigern is going to attack."

Morgan didn't seem to care and said, "Since it's a trap, I'm stronger than you, so I should be the one to stay."

"No, Morgan, it's precisely because you are strong that I'm asking you to leave."

Bai Ming's tone was very firm. "I fought with the King against Vortigern for many years. I know his tactics and how he plans. Because you are strong, you can survive and bring me hope of survival."

Morgan worried, "You haven't had a proper weapon all this time, and your weapon isn't advantageous against the King of a Hundred Knights and the King of England."

"If it's not advantageous, so be it," Bai Ming said. "I entrust my life to you."

Morgan took two deep breaths and said, "You've been hiding a secret from me for over a decade... Mordred said Joslin is just a name you use here. Your original name is Bai Ming. I thought your black hair and black eyes meant you were Roman, but now it seems not."

"Do you really have to bring this up now?" Bai Ming asked helplessly. "I'll tell you when we get back."

Morgan, at your repeated insistence, still ran towards Camelot.

Mordred asked you why you didn't retreat. If you retreated, Vortigern's trap would be useless.

You replied to Mordred that since you set out, there was only victory left. It wasn't about pursuit, but about protecting King Arthur's throne and reputation. Defeat or a strategic withdrawal would greatly shake the throne of King Arthur, who had already been challenged once. Therefore, you could not retreat.

Mordred was very confused by this.

"Father, are you that loyal to that little girl?"