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My Wife Morgan can hear my thoughts! (FATE SI)

I am King Lott. Yes, that guy whose wife (Morgan) is quite famous, and whose children (Gawain, Gareth...) are even more renowned. Unfortunately, none of my family meets a happy end. To avoid being toyed with by fate, I’ve decided to live a simple life—just eat, wait, and survive. After all, if you don’t look for trouble, trouble won’t come your way. My name is Morgan, and all I want is power and status. I always thought my marriage was just a political deal, but I never expected to hear such things from my husband. “Morgan, she still doesn’t know that the future throne doesn’t belong to her, but to her sister.” “King Arthur, in the end, is just a guy who knows only about war, not governance.” “Progress is everything. Productivity is the foundation.” Lott: So, my wife Morgan... Why has she changed so much? I'm using ChatGpt for translation and some things are going to be different from the MTL version. This is not a perfect translation so don't complain later. You have been warned! Thank you

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Chapter 123: The Power of the Sacred Sword and the Challenges Ahead (rewrite)

The Power of the Sacred Sword and the Challenges Ahead

Morgan's curiosity about the sacred sword Valius led her to ask, "Can you get more of these artefacts? Gangnier, Cassius, any of them would be useful. If we had more of these weapons, it would be better to arm the people around us."

Lott was momentarily taken aback by Morgan's request. "Do you think artefacts are like vegetables at the market?" he replied, exasperated. "If it were that easy to acquire them, I'd have brought more back by now."

Morgan, hearing Lott's complaint, considered his words. She looked at the sword in his hand and said, "You should keep this sword for now. Don't tell anyone else about it just yet. We'll use it later as a surprise against our enemies."

"Of course, I won't tell anyone but you," Lott assured her. He knew well the value of keeping such powerful artefacts a secret, especially one that could potentially turn the tide of a battle.

Morgan, though momentarily pleased with the surprise, returned to her pressing concerns. "However, I still need to address our government affairs. The problems we face have not lessened."

Lott embraced her gently, kissed her on the cheek, and comforted her, "We'll tackle things one step at a time. These crises aren't attacking us all at once. We have opportunities to address them and overcome them one by one."

Morgan sighed, her frustration evident. "You usually have so many ideas. Why are you so depressed now?"

Lott patted her head lightly. "Don't be so glum. Your mood affects your health, and good health will help you grow stronger. So, why not focus on happier things for now?"

Morgan, slightly cheered, responded, "What do you suggest?"

Lott proposed with a smirk, "Perhaps we should focus on our daughter's education. We can spend some quality time with her."

Morgan agreed, a smile spreading across her face. "Alright, let's focus on her education then."

As the couple shared a moment of light-heartedness, Lott's thoughts turned to solving their problems while Morgan was distracted. I need to find a way to deal with these issues first. Maybe I can find some way to make up for the exhaustion later, he mused. He wondered what "posture" might be appropriate for his plans.

Morgan, sensing Lott's hidden intentions, gave him a sharp look. This guy is plotting something behind my back. I can't let him handle everything alone. I, Morgan, am a wise queen and skilled magician. I must rely on my efforts, she thought, resolving to be proactive.

...

In the palace's back garden, Altria was diligently teaching young Gawain the basics of swordsmanship. Her dedication was evident as she focused intently on each movement and technique.

Gawain, though only four months old, was determined to learn and grow stronger. She raised the heavy sword with all her might, her little face straining with effort. She was motivated by her desire to become stronger despite her age and size.

Altria observed with satisfaction as Gawain practised. "Good job. Your stance is improving, though there's still room for refinement," she encouraged.

Before Altria could continue with the next lesson, Merlin appeared beside her. "Even though she has energy left, she needs to learn gradually. Mastery takes time."

"Yes, teacher. I understand," Altria responded with a hint of embarrassment.

Merlin smiled encouragingly. "It's your first time teaching, so you'll gain experience over time."

Altria gave a shy smile but then looked at Merlin with curiosity. "By the way, why are you here? Shouldn't you be dealing with the aftermath of Morgan's actions?"

Merlin chuckled, "I'm just passing by. And it seems your strength has grown considerably during this period."

Altria, who had been diligently following Scáthach's training regimen, nodded confidently. "Yes, I've been working hard."

The scene showed the contrast between the immediate satisfaction of teaching and the broader challenges facing Camelot. While Lott and Morgan grappled with political and logistical issues, Altria and Merlin focused on nurturing the next generation of warriors, each contributing in their way to the kingdom's future.