15 Chapter 15: Power like a God

"'Whoever can pull out the sword on the stone platform will be the chosen king of Britain.'...?"

Looking carefully at the sharp sword that could only be described as luxurious, Arthur murmured in a subtle tone that sounded like a sigh.

A month has passed since the sword-drawing ceremony.

During this month, Arthur came to Camelot.

In the eyes of Arthur, this fortress city, which is the safest in the hearts of the British and can never be breached, has a defense system full of loopholes.

As a city, it does not have a large area and does not have the legendary holy white walls. The so-called wealth is only relatively wealthy. Although it is not to the point of starvation, it is impossible for ordinary people to spare extra money and food, and prosperity is a joke.

"Alas - a place that everyone yearns for, but the streets are so deserted and miserable, can it be called prosperous?"

One can imagine how difficult life was for people in the rest of Britain.

No. Perhaps comparing Arthur's impression of first-tier cities in the 21st century to Britain today, the requirements are too harsh.

"Is it cold? Haha, this is the first time I've heard such a comment after staying in Camelot for so long."

Hearing the voice from behind, Arthur frowned, with a chill in his heart, and said without looking back, "Merlin, although you are the greatest magician in Britain, no one can deny it. But I remember, Your job is just to serve the royal family as a court magician. When did a court magician have the right to break into the king's palace without permission?"

"Oh my, this is giving me a headache, um, a very big headache." Merlin took a few steps forward, came to Arthur, pretended to hold his chin and said, "Although he is only a palace magician in his position, he has always been a court magician. The king and I govern Camelot together. You know, I have a very good relationship with the king."

"Is that the late King Uther? Now, here, you are just an ordinary court magician." Arthur snorted coldly.

In fact, to say that Merlin is an ordinary court magician is to flatter him.

From a standpoint, Merlin and Arthur are undoubtedly hostile.

Even now, with Arthur nominally taking over Camelot, Merlin, as a vassal of Camelot, only came here with Artoria.

That's right, just coming here doesn't provide any help, and even the palace magician's duties are not fulfilled half of the time.

Of course, this thing seems to have always been like this, and people living in Camelot have long been used to it.

Neither help nor hindrance.

For this reason, Arthur treats Merlin with a laissez-faire attitude for the time being.

"And as far as I know, the relationship between my father and you is not good. It can even be said that he hates you."

"Where's the father~! It's so easy to call him, provided that you are really Uther's child." Merlin smiled meaningfully.

"Hmph! There's no need to be sarcastic here. It has nothing to do with you now, at least it won't change anything." Arthur paused and didn't want to get entangled: "Let's just tell you what made you take the initiative to see me. Also, where is Morgan?"

"Haha, as for Morgan, he should go find trouble with Knight Kay now." As he said that, the smile on Merlin's face became happy.

Apparently, it was this guy who played a prank on Morgan again, and then passed the blame to Kay.

Similar things happened a lot this month. Morgan was clearly acting as Merlin's monitor, but he was always easily deceived by Merlin and played around with him. Then he made all kinds of seemingly nonsense actions. Anyway, either Morgan suffered disaster, or Kay, who was targeted by Merlin, suffered disaster. It was embarrassing enough.

"As always, bad guy."

"Don't say that. My essence is an Incubus. From an Incubus's point of view, I am already very kind."

"Other incubi will be honest as long as they have food and will not come to the mortal world."

"But Camelot needs me."

"It's not necessary now, you can get out."

"He said some things that made me sad. The new king is really evil. He is a tyrant!"

"If you want to slander my reputation, go out and say it. No one here can hear you." Arthur raised his eyebrows.

Camelot is too poor now. Arthur has just taken over. After checking the financial situation, he decisively dismissed most of the servants in the castle and replaced them with knights. At least those knights are thinking about being loyal to the king at this stage. If they are favored, it will be a sure thing to join the Knights of the Round Table in the future and gain unparalleled glory in the world.

Naturally, it's all daydreaming.

Arthur will not let those guys who only think about glory join the Knights of the Round Table.

In his mind, there was always only one condition for joining the Knights of the Round Table, and that was absolute loyalty.

Having said that, he won't look down on those knights. At least the knights don't need money, right?

Well, knights who bring their own dry food and are willing to play 996 are great!

Thinking this, Arthur glanced at Merlin subconsciously.

If this guy can surrender, let alone 996, even 007 will not be a dream!

"How dare you? I don't dare to say anything bad about King Arthur. People who have seen you outside now have become your fanatic followers. If they know that I say anything bad about King Arthur, they will definitely tear me apart, this is the only way to spare me." Merlin waved his hand with a smile.

To be honest, he was very curious about Arthur's power-like charm that was almost close to that of a god.

If we simply talk about charm, as a half-Incubus, Merlin's appearance is not inferior to Arthur's.

But Arthur's charm can no longer be described as simple charm. It is something similar to power, curse, protection or concept. As long as you see Arthur's face and look at it, your mind will be captured instantly. It would not be an exaggeration to say that its effect is mental manipulation.

"Let's get down to business first, King Arthur..."

"Stop it, don't be so affectionate. When did you acknowledge my status as king?" Arthur immediately interrupted Merlin.

"No, it must be in the future, and I won't admit it."

"Then just call me Arthur."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because being a king is not only an identity, but also a responsibility. I would be very uncomfortable being called that by someone other than my subjects. If you are not my subject and encounter a crisis, I don't need to go out of my way to save you. There is no need for conscience to be condemned." Arthur put on a serious expression.

"Oh, I see. Arthur, you are quite kind. If you hadn't done that kind of thing with Morgan, maybe I could recommend you to become a Knight of the Round Table."

"Does it suffice for the Knights of the Round Table to be kind? Then the standards for joining the Knights of the Round Table are really low."

"You are not just kind. Your strength has been proven in that duel. You defeated my disciple with just one sword. You can be more proud."

"You don't need to remind me. I know very well that I am just an ordinary person. That time was just opportunistic. What is the point of a miracle that cannot be reproduced? Also, don't insult me ​​with comments like kindness."

"Ahaha, this is a compliment from the bottom of my heart."