Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

Lott was still thinking.

"You little girl, are you still so shy?"

Hugged in his arms, Morgan looked at the blushing Arturia and said jokingly.

Why is my sister so shy?

"No, I'm holding back."

Artoria said with difficulty.

Buried in the chest, this is too hypoxic.

This is His Majesty Morgan,

If it were His Highness Gao Wen...

Arturia couldn't help trembling.

Hearing Artoria's complaining words, Morgan couldn't help but curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile.

No matter which woman she is, after hearing such complaints, she will always be very happy in her heart.

"Okay, okay, let me go."

Morgan waved lightly and said.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Arturia took a few breaths.

Finally came alive.

Then, she looked up at Morgan with an extremely complicated expression on her face.

"Sister, sister?"

She said very awkwardly.

She finally called me sister.

Thinking in Morgan's mind, he reached out and stroked her head.

By the way, I also pulled the hairy hair.

Seeing her movements, Lott's heart trembled. [Hey, don't pull out the dumb hair! If she pulls it out, she will turn black. 】

Ok? And what about blackening?

Morgan was curious,

Then he stretched out his hand and tugged Artoria's dumb hair again.

"elder sister!"

This time, Arturia's expression became even more resentful.

After being satisfied with the teasing, Morgan finally let her go.

"Okay, since I said it, it just relieved us all, and I don't have to hide it anymore." She continued to Arturia: "Also, about the holy gun, you Choose it, I won't stop you."

Anyway, it's all said and done.

It's better than Arturia finding out about this matter through other means in the future, and really having some bad thoughts at that time.

"Think about this first. If you think about it, go to your teacher. I believe he will give it to you no matter what happens today. However, I don't want you to be Lengomi Nyad's slave."

When Morgan was about to leave, he didn't forget to tell Artoria.

Artoria couldn't help but look at Lotte who was beside her.

"What's your opinion, Your Majesty Lott?"

"Now that I have recognized my identity, you don't need to call me His Majesty Lott anymore. You should call me brother-in-law as well."

Lotte said to Artoria.

"Sister, brother-in-law?"

Arturia said in a somewhat awkward tone.

"Hey!" Lotte nodded with a smile.

Then, he said to Artoria: "As for your opinion, I am the same as your sister. It is your own choice whether to take the holy gun or not. Back then we chose to become Camelot My king, whether you will pick up the holy spear or not today is your own choice."

finished speaking,

He smiled and said to Arturia: "Anyway, the next thing is your own business, we can go back and rest first."

After saying this, he reached out and took Morgan's hand.

"We walked……"

The two of them left.

Only Artoria, who was still in a tangled state, was left.

"how should I do it?"

Artoria was caught in a tangled situation.

...

On the other side, after walking out, Morgan said to Lott, "Tell me, is my decision right or wrong?"

"Of course it is."

Lotte answered without hesitation.

"why?"

Morgan asked Lott.

"Because, that's what you said. Since you think it's right, then it's right."

Lotter replied.

Then, he gently reached out and patted Morgan's head.

"Hey, Morgan, I also want to experience the feeling our sister felt just now?"

"what?"

Morgan hadn't reacted yet.

At this time, Lott lowered his body and buried his head in Morgan's chest.

"This bitch..."

Seeing Lotter's actions, Morgan said dumbfounded.

However, he still hugged Lotte gently.

[The facial cleanser smells really good! 】

Lott thought in his heart.

Morgan heard Lotter's thoughts, looked around, and then hit him hard on the head.

You bitch!

Lotte hugged his head aggrievedly.

Why am I being beaten!

...

next morning,

The Wind Clan's attack began as scheduled.

In the early morning mist, looming wind sprites are ready to strike.

Chapter 183 Artoria with a gun on her back 【First update】

Camelot's army is ready.

The armors of the victorious armies were polished brightly, shining extremely dazzlingly under the sun's rays. The knives, guns and weapons are also polished, which can vaguely reveal the ferocity of bloodthirsty.

Ever since he crossed over and started commanding the soldiers, Luotna was very concerned about the armaments before the battle. Before the war, the sword must be repaired to prevent problems with the sword during the war.

At this moment, it is not Artoria who is leading these people, but Lott and Morgan.

this today,

Artoria did not leave her tent.

Morgan knew that his sister was thinking about whether to pick up the holy gun.

"Your Majesty Morgan, what's wrong with Sir Artoria?"

Before the battle started, Guinevere asked Morgan worriedly.

"Nothing, he was thinking about something about him."

Because it is not clear how his sister will react. Therefore, she didn't say Artoria's real gender, but still used him as a male to describe it.

"whats the matter?"

Guinevere continued to ask curiously.

"Let's wait until she makes a decision on this matter."

Morgan did not answer Guinevere's question.

Instead, he turned his gaze to the opposite side of the battlefield.

"Now, let's go to meet this battle."

Morgan said with a smile.

Even if Arturia didn't pick up Rungomignard, she still had a way to deal with the fairies of the Wind Clan.

However, after solving the Wind Clan, there may still be many things for him to do in the future.

Arturia's strength cannot be underestimated.

she thought to herself.

...

On the opposite side, the Wind Clan arranged row after row of formations.

However, he didn't have any plans to charge.

It is impossible to fight a war. We can only live our lives by groping for fish in the back.

Morgan saw it in his eyes and knew what the personalities of these goblins were.

"If these guys are in Camelot's army, we have to deal with them collectively by military law,"

She muttered like this.

And at the forefront of the army,

A petite girl was standing at the very front.

However, compared with the Meluxin I saw before.

She changed her previous blue dress, which seemed to be the dress of a noble lady.

Instead, he put on a set of blue armor.

It looked like it was going to be ready for battle.

Looking at this situation, Morgan gave instructions to the knights.

"Next, get ready to attack the army of goblins."

"yes!"

The Knights of the Round Table present nodded in unison.

This is a strategy formulated yesterday.

The army is dedicated to dealing with those goblins.