What Kind of Type-Moon Is This!

Of course, you're still the strongest. You beat Lancelot every time at the tournament, though Lancelot doesn't know why. Lancelot thinks you're just getting old, and Gawain's bravery is clearly no match for yours. Therefore, you wish for him to be as strong as you.

To avoid a beating from you, and to live up to your expectations, Lancelot practiced his martial arts diligently. Already the foremost of the Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot's martial prowess grew even more distinct from the other knights.

Lancelot's adoptive mother, the Lady of the Lake, found you through Morgan and gifted you a holy sword named Crocea Mors (Yellow Death). It is a holy sword, but also a demonic sword, capable of killing anyone it strikes.

The Lady of the Lake hoped you would stop beating her son, and you agreed.

You traveled to Gawain's fief. Your imposing aura scared away the women who had gathered, drawn to the handsome prince.

In Camelot, rumors spread that Duke Joslyn, the father of Marquis Gawain, lacked any gentlemanly spirit. However, the women spreading these rumors were each slapped in the face by their respective noble family members in fear, and the rumors quickly vanished.

You began personally training your eldest son, Gawain, instructing him to beat that flashy fellow Lancelot at the tournament. During this time, you took Gawain's holy sword, stating that Gawain was too reliant on the sun's protection and the Sword of Assured Victory.

You informed the Grandmaster via memorial that you intended to teach your eldest son Gawain the Golden Light Charm, and the Grandmaster granted your request.

You told Gawain that this technique must never be passed on, even unto death. Gawain promised, on his knightly honor.

Gawain began practicing the Golden Light Charm every morning facing the sun, followed by your training.

You beat Gawain severely, and Gawain's dodging and offensive capabilities greatly improved.

Time passed, and Artoria convened another tournament. You did not participate this time.

At the tournament, Lancelot and Gawain faced off. They fought for an entire day until sunset. Artoria thought Gawain was about to lose, but unexpectedly, Gawain used the Golden Light Charm, and its effect was significant.

The sudden golden light blinded Lancelot for two seconds, and Gawain stood up again.

Gawain used those two seconds to beat Lancelot out of the ring.

Lancelot left Camelot to gain experience elsewhere, while you dragged Gawain back home from his fief to continue his martial arts training.

Sir Ector's son, Kay, the Minister of Camelot, resigned and went out to gain experience.

During this period, many wandering knights appeared, eager to make a name for themselves. They began arriving sporadically in your territory to challenge you.

You sensed something was wrong. After much thought, you concluded that only King Mark, Tristan's insidious uncle, would do such a thing. You then sent Gawain to Tristan's home to check on his situation.

As expected, Tristan was also being harassed by these wandering knights.

You were furious. You immediately mounted your horse and rode out of the city. Within a few moves, you defeated all the wandering knights.

The wandering knights were awestruck by your power and surrendered. You directly brought them to the court for Artoria to handle, while you rode alone towards Cornwall.

This was your third time in Cornwall. You learned that King Mark was hiding in Tintagel Castle, a place you were very familiar with. There were four knights guarding the castle, and you charged straight towards them.

Chapter Sixteen: Cornwall, Your King Has Returned!

You had previously spared King Mark out of consideration for Tristan. But this time, no one was going to vouch for this fellow who dared to disrupt your retirement.

The four castle guards killed your horse, but you smashed their heads open with the brick you obtained from Yuanshi Tianzun, their bodies utterly mangled.

This was your first time using the brick, and you found it incredibly easy to handle. While thanking the Grandmaster in your heart, you named the brick-shaped Dharma artifact the Jade Purity Supreme Brick.

"This thing is much easier to use than the Pojun Divine Lightning Halberd!"

Bai Ming went berserk and burst into laughter, "Hee hee hee hee, King Mark, eat this brick from your Grandpa Bai!"

You swung the Jade Purity Supreme Brick and smashed your way into Tintagel Castle. You held back against the dutiful knights, merely knocking them unconscious. You quickly reached King Mark.

The impudent you were glared at by King Mark's knights, but upon hearing your name, Joslyn, their faces turned pale with fear.

King Mark angrily ordered his knights to charge.

"Kill him! Kill him! He's all alone! If you all charge him, you can stab him to death! You'll wear him down before you all die!"

King Mark, having lost his reason, spoke venomous words—though the venom was directed at his own knights.

Cornwall's knights knew that the Duke of Tintagel twenty years ago was killed by the current Duke Joslyn, who had charged into the cavalry alone and beheaded him in one move. They also knew that after Duke Joslyn became regent, he still ceded the throne to King Uther's grown heir.

A brave and loyal person who could reach this place alone must have done something unreasonable.

King Mark was already at a disadvantage when he was questioned on the spot, let alone how King Mark treated his nephew Tristan with extreme harshness.

When Tristan, after winning a duel against the Irish King's chief knight, Mahanth, returned to Cornwall gravely wounded and on the verge of death, King Mark directly placed Tristan on a small boat and let the current carry him away to his fate.

And when Tristan returned to Cornwall, King Mark had already sworn an oath and stolen his lover.

Not to mention that after Tristan joined the Knights of the Round Table, King Mark had been trying to assassinate Tristan, and he had killed many knights who opposed him on the spot.

And now... the person had come to kill him, yet King Mark still wanted to preserve his own life and have his knights sacrifice themselves one by one.

With this in mind, King Mark's knights mutinied, their sharp weapons pointed at King Mark.

"It seems you don't treat your subjects well."

Bai Ming spoke, "Knights, lay down your weapons. Pointing your weapons at your own monarch is a violation of knightly loyalty. King Mark, duel me, I will only use this brick to fight you."

"You said it!"

Seeing your dismissive attitude, King Mark immediately agreed. He donned his heavy armor and took the best sword from his treasury to duel you.

He feinted and dodged, probing you repeatedly.

You watched King Mark, who moved like a comical tin can, with a blank expression.

King Mark let out a strange cry, feigning immense surprise and fear, "Ah! What is that! Is it a miracle manifested by God?"

You remained unmoved and smashed King Mark to death with the brick. Whether God manifested or not was irrelevant to you, as you believed in the Three Pure Ones and the many gods and spirits absorbed into the Taoist system.

The surrounding knights applauded and cheered for you, hoping you would succeed to the throne of Cornwall and bring change to the region.

Feeling that you had nothing better to do, you followed the wishes of the many knights and claimed the throne in Cornwall. Afterward, you relegated King Mark's concubines to other knights.

News of your ascension to the throne in Cornwall quickly reached the Kingdom of Camelot. Morgan was utterly bewildered and set off for the sorrowful land of Cornwall to investigate.

Artoria, on the other hand, was facing questioning from many nobles in Camelot. They demanded that Duke Joslyn be punished and stripped of his titles and fiefs.

Artoria felt helpless. She began to ponder how to keep these nobles in line during your reign. Finding no solution, Artoria summoned your friend Eufis. Eufis replied with six words: "Kill the whole family, burn the ancestral graves." Artoria found this too extreme and thus summoned Merlin.

Artoria sat on the throne and asked, "How did Joslyn deal with these nobles to keep them in line back then?"

"My Queen..." Merlin said earnestly, "I don't think that's what you want to know."

"No, I want to know."

Artoria's tone was so firm that Merlin looked helpless. "Oh dear, oh dear~ If you really want to know, then I'll tell you."

Then, Merlin calmly stated something that Artoria found hard to believe:

"Sir Eufis was only speaking of superficial measures. In reality, when Joslyn was in power, the entire country was strong, its people lived comfortably with surplus. The fundamental reason was that these nobles had to hand over a portion of their annual income and assets to fill the national treasury, thereby securing their titles and the safety of their entire families. Those who refused to cooperate were directly treated as Christmas gifts, their assets confiscated and nationalized in one go, with not a single soul left alive. Even the burial grounds where their ancestors were interred were completely burned to the ground by Joslyn?"

"Wasn't he afraid of rebellion?"

"I'd guess not? After all, the knights and subjects under the rebelling nobles preferred Joslyn to those capricious nobles who only cared about their own pleasure."

Artoria listened as Merlin briefly recounted events from your time in power. She then took the Holy Lance and demanded the nobles who had questioned you be dealt with. She confiscated all of their fiefs and assets for the Kingdom of Camelot, even erecting a stone tablet with their names engraved upon it to ensure their infamy for eternity.

As if to vindicate you, Artoria referred to you as King Joslyn and retained all your status and privileges within the Kingdom of Camelot.

You asked Artoria why she didn't simply grant you the title of King, making everything legitimate. After all, Cornwall had been conquered by you during King Uther's reign, but due to Morgan, it had not been properly managed. The previous King Mark was merely a usurper who had declared himself king over the past twenty-odd years. Your actions were, at most, quelling a rebellion.

Upon receiving your letter, Artoria immediately chose to act according to your wishes. She granted you the title of King Joslyn of Cornwall.

Artoria knew you were indulging her, as Cornwall at that time was not truly part of Camelot. (In reality, Bai Ming just thought it was fun.)

Agravain believed Artoria's actions were against the rules and hoped she would think more carefully next time. Artoria told Agravain that this was a rule established during your reign and that if he had any objections, he should go to Cornwall and tell you it was against the rules.

Agravain did not want to be beaten by you after coming of age, which would make Gawain and Gaheris mock him, so he never brought up the matter again.

Mordred's favorability towards Artoria increased.

Morgan arrived in Cornwall and, with practiced ease, entered Tintagel Castle.

Morgan could not have imagined that her return to her old stomping grounds would be under such circumstances. When she found you, an enraged Morgan immediately pounced on you and bit you fiercely.

Leave of absence

I have something to attend to today, so I'll be taking a leave of absence for one day. Update tomorrow.

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Chapter Seventeen: Modded, Why Are You Rebelling?

You were not surprised by Morgan's appearance. Instead, you directly embraced Morgan, turned, and entered your private chambers.

You and Morgan spent a decadent day in the private chambers.

Under your governance, the economy, people's livelihoods, and public order in Cornwall saw significant improvements.

Bored, you began to move back and forth between Cornwall and Camelot.

In Artoria's room, you had an in-depth exchange with Guinevere and Artoria. You couldn't help but marvel at Guinevere's charm.

However, compared to the mature and gentle Guinevere, you preferred to tease Artoria, a maiden who looked exactly like Morgan before she began practicing magic.

The personalities of the two were vastly different—Morgan initially wore a look of disdain, only sleeping with you under Uther's command, while Artoria simply wanted to sleep with you.

Time flowed by.

One sunny morning.

You bumped into your son Agravain outside Artoria's chambers.

The atmosphere instantly froze. At that moment, Artoria, who had disguised herself as Arthur using an illusion, also emerged from the chambers.

The atmosphere froze even further.

"My Queen, my father... I never imagined you would have such a peculiar preference."

It was clear Agravain had misunderstood something, and both you and Artoria fell into silence.

"Um... Agravain."

Bai Ming attempted to explain something, but Agravain interrupted him and said, "Father, you don't need to say anything more. I hereby resign all my positions in the court. You don't need to make such sacrifices for us."

"Ah... Sir Agravain."

Artoria wanted to explain something, but then realized that explaining would only worsen the situation. She could only weakly say, "I'm the bottom... No, that's not what I mean, in short... Ah, forget it, let Sir Agravain think whatever he wants!"

Bai Ming: Lily, what the hell did you just explain?

Agravain: "...?"

"Agravain, come with me, I'll explain it to you."

You dragged Agravain, whose brain was about to stop functioning, away. After setting up numerous soundproofing spells, you explained to Agravain that King Arthur was actually a girl.

Agravain completely ceased to think.

When Agravain came to his senses, he had already figured out many things. For example, why Queen Guinevere always looked at him at banquets, and why King Arthur favored him after he took Cornwall and became king.

All the favoritism made sense now.

"So... Father, you were actually fulfilling the King's physiological needs?"

"Yes."

Bai Ming's concise answer caused Agravain to fall silent for a moment. Agravain then asked, "And the Queen?"

"Yes."

"Although I'm already used to nobles having affairs... but, Father, does Mother know about this?"

Bai Ming immediately replied, "This is the result of Morgan's orchestration."

"I... can't understand, but I won't speak of this."

Agravain's voice trembled slightly. He was clearly processing the fact that King Arthur was female, the Queen was female, and after they married, they both treated his father as a lover, and it was all orchestrated by his mother.

What were the previous generation up to?

Agravain suddenly had an epiphany. That's right, his father was first King Uther's knight, and then regent according to King Uther's dying words. His mother was King Arthur's half-sister, and their faces were identical. Since his mother and father could have five children, it meant that his father's face held a fatal attraction for the King... everything made sense.

It was also because of this that Gawain, Gaheris, himself, Mordred, and Gareth were able to join the Knights of the Round Table!

Agravain's prematurely aged face suddenly relaxed, but his expression immediately turned ferocious. Mordred had said something about forcing herself on her father sooner or later!

"Did... did you imagine something you shouldn't have?"

"Absolutely not, Father, you know me." Agravain's tone became heavy. "Father, there's something I must inform you about, concerning Mordred."

Watching Agravain's earnest demeanor, you listened in silence as he recounted his embellished 'Mordred's Plan to Seduce Father,' and then calmly told Agravain something.