Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 114 - : Crying Also Counts as Time

[Years passed, and King Arthur's fame spread far and wide]

[You had fought the Saxons several times, and your momentum was unstoppable]

[Artoria revived the fallen form of cavalry]

[The cavalry, once condemned as a symbol of incompetence and cowardice in the 4th century, was revitalized under her leadership]

[Knights led soldiers across the battlefield]

[Breaking through Saxon infantry and breaching multiple walls]

[After countless victories]

[The names of King Arthur and her knights spread throughout Britain, and the situation began to change]

[Vortigern had initially dismissed you as mere rabble]

[But after witnessing your continuous victories, he reluctantly began to see you as a threat]

[Your goal was always simple]

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[To reclaim the fortress city taken by Vortigern and defeat the mad dragon that plagued Britain]

[The Picts and the Saxons]

[They were your enemies]

[After repeated skirmishes and clashes, both sides realized that the day of the decisive battle was approaching]

[So far, Artoria had not lost a single battle]

[Countless knights saw her as the embodiment of their ideals]

[Though the people misunderstood, she wasn't called the King of Knights because she was both king and knight. It was because this king was worthy of the respect and loyalty of all the knights of Britain]

[The knights respected the king and gathered together to become his limbs. Without the king, the Round Table could not be united]

[Though you weren't part of the Round Table]

[You saw all of this]

[You didn't offer the knight's loyalty to King Arthur; you were the dragon who watched over it all]

[She didn't want you to pledge your loyalty to her either]

[If it became a matter of king and knight, it would be a great loss for her]

[The soldiers and knights had no objections]

[Just the fact that the Dragon of Albion was on their side was enough to boost morale]

[No one saw you as a knight]

[You were the dragon who protected the army]

[Vortigern was at the site of the old Camelot. After his battle with Uther, he had won and occupied Camelot]

[The once holy city was now overrun by foreigners]

[You needed to reclaim this fortress]

[As the battles became more frequent]

[The knights and soldiers realized that the great battle was approaching, and a heavy, dark atmosphere enveloped Britain]

[The Red Dragon and the White Dragon would inevitably clash]

[The winner would decide the future of Britain]

[The situation in Britain was dire, and at this critical moment, something unexpected happened—]

[King Arthur's holy sword was lost]

"What! The king's chosen sword is lost!?"

"Sir Gawain, don't shout so loudly. The loss of the chosen sword is bad enough. With the great battle approaching, if this news spreads to the army, it will be even worse for us."

"—Sorry, I lost my composure."

Gawain tightened his expression and adjusted his state.

Agravain, with his perpetually indifferent expression, now seemed to show a hint of distress.

He was the calmest among them.

The others at the Round Table were already restless.

"My king! I'll go find the sword! You must know where it was lost, right? I'm good at finding things!"

Gareth quickly raised her hand, eager to solve the problem.

But it wasn't that simple.

[It wasn't Artoria who lost the holy sword]

[She didn't always carry the sword with her. In the last battle, the sword was in Merlin's care]

[It was Merlin who lost the sword]

[The knights who knew this looked pained]

[Though this was surprising, they strangely didn't find it unexpected]

[With the holy sword now lost]

[You could only re-strategize]

[With the battle approaching, King Arthur without her holy sword would be at a severe disadvantage against Vortigern]

"Merlin, you have something to say, don't you?"

Moran crossed his arms and stared at Merlin.

The pressure from his dragon eyes was almost tangible. An ordinary person would have fainted under such pressure.

Merlin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and awkwardly said, "If I said this was a necessary step to obtain the Sword of Promised Victory... Moran, you'd believe me, right?"

"Is that all you have for your last words?"

Moran grabbed Merlin's small head with one hand.

[There was no mercy for her beauty.]

"Ouch ouch ouch! How can you treat a lady like this! My head... my head is about to split! I'm not lying! It's all part of the necessary process! Those lazy fairies from the Garden of Avalon! If Artoria still had the holy sword and was in a comfortable position, they would never agree to forge the new sword!"

Merlin let out a pitiful plea for mercy.

If Moran hadn't cast a soundproofing spell in the tent, her voice would have surely echoed outside.

Of course, Moran wasn't being serious.

This was just a lesson for Merlin.

"That chosen sword is more of a ceremonial sword, used to select the king—it's an anti-unit Noble Phantasm! It's not suitable for dealing with Vortigern! Wouldn't an anti-fortress Noble Phantasm be more appropriate!?"

Merlin had her reasons.

Although she was a troublemaker who never reflected on her actions, she didn't want the story to end so quickly.

When it came to things within her power.

She believed she should lend a hand.

"That's all well and good, but you really picked the perfect timing, didn't you? Right on the eve of the battle with Vortigern, you pull this stunt!"

"Uwah—!"

Merlin let out a breathy moan, her face slightly flushed.

She felt the familiar sting of punishment.

Moran placed her on his lap.

And delivered a firm slap to her bottom.

The loud sound echoed within the soundproof barrier.

"This is terrible! Moran, this is so un-knightly of you! I protest! At least... my intentions were good!"

"You're a succubus. You don't get to talk about being knightly."

"You... you're not human!"

Merlin said with teary eyes.

But this couldn't save her from punishment.

"I'm a dragon, of course I'm not human. Hmph! Crying still counts as part of the punishment! The death penalty is waived, but the living penalty remains!"

"Fine, I admit my guilt, okay!

Wuwuwu... I promise I'll deliver the Sword of Promised Victory to Artoria before the war with Vortigern begins!"

[Finally, Merlin showed a hint of fear]

[Her face flushed, her body trembling slightly.]