CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

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Quinn is the father of this world.

One is an emperor who ascended the throne after his father disappeared, and the other is a former emperor who wanted his daughter to step down after returning to Britain. Although there are many discrepancies in the details compared to the original version, the script does sound familiar, so familiar that it sends chills down Mordred's spine.

Quinn, on the other hand, felt rather helpless. He no longer expected Mordred, whom he had summoned from the Pan-Human History, to assist him. In the end, the idea of ​​letting her overthrow him was somewhat hellish. Putting aside whether Mordred was willing or not, in terms of combat power alone, the Pan-Human History version of her was no match for the Emperor of Britannia.

Now that things have come to this... the only option is to gather all the Masters of Chaldea together.

Quinn, who had a terrible headache, looked at Morgan, who was standing to the side, observing him with interest. "She shouldn't have escaped from the room, right?"

“If it were you and my daughter, I could do nothing, but this…” Morgan chuckled dismissively, “I really don’t know what I was doing in the other world that I could raise a child like this.”

That means there's no way to escape.

Seeing Morgan's reaction, Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's leave her alone for now and give her some time to process her emotions. Let's gather the others together and send a message to the children, telling them to come here."

After summoning your Servants, you realize you can't understand why they immediately become living forces. You have a new idea: you decide to contact your children, who are imprisoned in their respective fiefdoms by your beloved daughter, and rebuild a knightly order to fight against the Fairy Knights. You also ask them to help you find your Masters scattered throughout the land.

Morgan did not object to your suggestion; she immediately began using her familiar to contact her offspring.

[As for the fairy from Paradise, she takes on the role of a nanny, specifically looking after the servant imprisoned by Morgan. You have no objection to this, because she is perhaps the most suitable among your group to get along with Mordred.]

As you proceeded with your plans, Morgan sent you good news approximately two days later.

“Agraven is on his way, while Gareth and Gahoris will take some more time. In addition, there is an extra gain.”

"An extra bonus?"

“Lancelot was traveling with Agravan. When my familiar arrived, he was having a banquet with Agravan and his son. Upon hearing the news about you, he immediately brought his son over.” Morgan’s expression was somewhat subtle, and his tone carried a hint of teasing. “I thought that after you disappeared for so long, that man would have completely forgotten about you. I didn’t expect that he would still be so hung up on you.”

Quinn didn't respond, knowing that if he did, Morgan would only become more excited to tease and ridicule him.

However, he really didn't expect that Lancelot could still stay in Britain. Logically speaking, Mordred had already ordered the other Knights of the Round Table to be imprisoned, so there was no reason to let Lancelot, the most threatening one, move freely. If it were him, he would definitely restrict Lancelot's movements now, ordering him to guard Germania and not to return to Britain and France without orders.

But since Lancelot will also be coming with Agravan, there's no need to overthink it. Whatever happens within the Knights of the Round Table, as long as everyone is gathered together, all the questions will naturally be answered.

So Quinn remained silent, only contacting Chaldea to have them transport the supplies needed for the rebellion, preparing for the Chaldea Masters to gather and begin a unified Servant summoning.

Morgan's face showed some displeasure when Quinn did not respond, but she did not press the matter.

After all, there's a long road ahead, and she's not in a hurry to spend time together. She'll find a way to make Quinn make it up to her later. Right now, she needs to have a good talk with Mordred from the Pan-Human History, sort out the information she doesn't know about from the Pan-Human History, and see what her other self is really like.

Having received the good news, you await the gathering of your former knights. Morgan has been unusually well-behaved during this time, focusing most of her energy on Mordred, seemingly wanting to cultivate a good relationship with her servant, which puts you at ease.

You are terrified that the Mordred you summoned will stand against you. After all, you know Mordred in the pan-human history very well, and you know very well that he is a spoiled brat who never grows up, and a spoiled brat with extremely high destructive power at that.

If Mordred is unwilling to help you, it will inevitably pose a threat to your future actions.

[Now that Morgan is not hostile towards you, it's a good step for you to improve your relationship with your followers. So, while you wait for the Knights of the Round Table to gather, keep a close eye on Morgan's every move.]

Soon, you gave up on the idea of ​​relying on Morgan to improve your relationship with Mordred. The reason was simple: perhaps Mordred had developed a stress response to Morgan, or perhaps Morgan was far less capable of taking care of children than you were. In just two days, Mordred had released her magic several times, attempting to break through the constraints Morgan had imposed on her with the massive amount of magic that came from you.

[And Morgan...]

bump!

"Don't expect me to let you out!"

"Fine, don't come out then! Who do you think you are?!"

The angry shouts and the loud slamming of the door rang out once again. Quinn and the fairy sat together, watching Morgan storm out of Mordred's room in a huff once more, and both of them sighed in unison.

"She lasted five minutes this time."

After spending a few days together, Lily was no longer as afraid of Morgan as before, and even had the mood to complain about Morgan with Quinn.

"Yes, that's a big improvement. I thought she would only last four minutes at most this time."

Quinn couldn't help but complain as well.

Over the past few days, he had personally witnessed Morgan repeatedly entering and leaving Mordred's room, only to become so enraged that he would run out again. It was fair to say that every interaction between Morgan and Mordred was causing the already small group's cohesion to plummet. If this continued...

“I have a feeling that this castle will be destroyed by internal strife before the Knights of the Round Table arrive,” the fairy said, feeling that even without futuristic vision, she could see the future. She looked at Quinn and said meaningfully, “Are you really not going to intervene? Otherwise, these two will definitely fight, and if this continues, our little group will have to disband.”

Even Quinn looked troubled upon hearing this.

Mediation between these two? I'd rather fight Safalu again.

Chapter 179 Meal replacements are neither filling nor tasty

In the end, Quinn still chose to go into Mordred's room.

Just as Lily said, if the problem between these two people cannot be resolved, this old house will probably be destroyed in the confrontation between Morgan and Mordred before Lancelot and the others even arrive at the castle. When he entered the room and saw Mordred rolling around on the bed with a face full of dissatisfaction, for a moment, he understood why Morgan was so furious.

Because the Servant lying on the bed looked exceptionally...

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dissolute.

She removed her original armor, and wearing the outfit that, after her Spirit Origin Release, basically only covered her upper body with a strapless top, she lay sprawled on the bed, making a mess of the sheets and blankets. The sight of this made Quinn's scalp tingle, let alone Morgan, who had a stronger sense of etiquette.

The slight shock of this scene caused Quinn to lose the opportunity to take the initiative to speak and take control of the conversation. Mordred, who noticed another person entering the room, looked up at the Master who had summoned him and immediately showed a bit of surprise on his face.

"Ah, it's you, Master. I thought it was that fairy who looks a lot like Father."

Clearly, the reason for Mordred's discord with Morgan was mostly due to that natural stress response; her attitude towards Quinn was relatively good.

"You and Lily have a good relationship?"

"Hmm...it's alright?" Mordred's face showed some difficulty. "I actually can't stand that fairy's attitude. She's a little too nice to me. I'm not used to that face looking at me like that, like she's looking at a child, like a mother...that woman always likes to come into my room and ask me about my past life in a very gentle tone..."

I understand, it's because they can't get used to fine food.

Hearing Mordred's seemingly complaining tone, Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that this brat would be completely incompatible with his wife because of Morgan from Pan-Human History. Now it seemed that his worries were unnecessary. His servant could clearly separate her past from her present, but the separation was a bit too thorough.

“She probably wants to know what her other self did. After all, in this world, she’s a pretty good woman, though sometimes her thoughts can be a bit extreme, but that’s related to her childhood,” Quinn began to say nice things to Morgan.

“I can tell that if it were the original Queen Mother, she wouldn’t have just used magic to restrict my movements.” Mordred nodded in agreement, but the next second, she started to act up again. “But that’s why I feel a little uncomfortable. It’s like one day, my father suddenly and without warning acknowledged me as the heir. Although it’s a happy thing, it makes me feel uncomfortable when I think about it.”

"So, you think Morgan is too good to you and you hope she'll use you as a tool?"

"No, that's not it. It's a good thing that she's different from my mother. In fact, it would be terrible if the mother in this world were also that repulsive. But... sigh, it's too troublesome. Anyway, Master, you came here because you think I don't get along with her and want to mediate, right? Don't worry, I'm not so confused about the differences between worlds. So, it's impossible for me to admit that you are my father. You'd better not have the same thoughts as the mother in this world."

Caught off guard by Quinn's question, Mordred almost instinctively wanted to retort, but she quickly gave up and instead earnestly emphasized her own stance.

“Then we can definitely get along. I have no intention of associating you with the rest of the world. That would be unfair to both you and my daughter.”

After hearing Mordred's statement, Quinn knew that Mordred's personality was similar to the mushroom's character as he knew it. Both were golden retrievers that could be easily obeyed by stroking them, which put Quinn at ease.

"Hmm, you're pretty good at it." Mordred finally smiled, but unfortunately, Quinn's words made her grin again the next second.

"Then can you help me overthrow my daughter?"

"So why are you so fixated on this? Even if you say that continuing to let this country exist might lead to bad things, that's just a possibility. You built this country with your own hands. Don't you want your country to last forever?"

Mordred was completely baffled by Quinn's words. She stared at her Master, her mind a jumbled mess.

The history of this world is vastly different from the history of Britain that she knows. In the pan-human history, the country that King Arthur tried everything to maintain but ultimately met with destruction has become prosperous and powerful in this world and has lasted for thousands of years. The regret that she had tried so hard to gain King Arthur's approval and become the heir to the throne was something that she had already obtained from the very beginning in this world.

In this world, she has a mother who doesn't treat her children as tools, and the right to inherit the throne that she has always longed for. In fact, she has inherited the throne smoothly and normally. All of this gives her a dreamlike feeling of her dreams coming true.

To be honest, even if Mordred could distinguish between the different worlds, she wouldn't want to see the world she dreamed of being destroyed. To ask her to destroy it would be tantamount to asking her to deny her own dreams.

After listening to Mordred's insincere words and rhetorical questions, and seeing the regret on his face, Quinn had figured out his servant's current psychological state.

Mordred still shows considerable resistance to overthrowing "herself." You realize that she has not clearly separated pan-human history from this world as she claims. In her eyes, the country you have created is the perfect result of her lifelong dream.

[You know, if you want to reach a final settlement with your servant, you need to make her fully understand the differences in the world.]

Unfortunately, you do have a way to quickly accomplish this step.

“There is no empire that lasts forever. I care more about my family than about continuing to barely keep this country going. However, you have given me another idea of ​​a solution that might allow me to abdicate without overthrowing my daughter.”

"What solution?"

Hearing this, Mordred became interested.

"The Sword of the Chosen: After becoming Emperor of Britain, I had Morgan forge a sword, a treasure that only a qualified ruler of an empire can wield. If you can pick up that sword in front of my daughter, perhaps she will willingly relinquish the throne to you. How about it? Do you want to become a true Emperor of Britain? This is a throne that a small country like Camelot can't compare to."

Upon hearing this, Mordred couldn't help but swallow hard, but she didn't immediately agree.

"You know me very well, Master. You know my wish... to challenge the selection ceremony that Father participated in back then. That's why you're using this to tempt me. But I'm not someone who can't tell the difference. Camelot's affairs are completely different from the affairs of this world. I won't be swayed by similarities..."

"But even King Arthur had to acknowledge the authority of the Imperial Emperor. In other words, if you became the Imperial Emperor, Artoria, who is King Arthur, would have to kneel before you."

"I did it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mordred immediately jumped off the bed, stood in front of Quinn, and extended her hand, speaking confidently, "Come on, Master, let's put our palms together. I'll help you with your work, but in return, I want that Sword of the King. Since even Father approves of it, I must have it. It's not that I want to inherit your country; I want to prove that what I can do in this world, I can do myself. What King Arthur couldn't do, I, Mordred, can do."

Looking at the follower who had agreed to join him, and seeing the face that looked exactly like his daughter, Quinn felt a rare pang of conscience, but he still reached out and clasped his hands with Mordred's.

You persuaded your servant, but you know that your servant cannot draw the royal sword that you forged specifically for your daughter, for no other reason than this.

Your servant, Mordred, does not possess the blood of the Europa family. Just as Merlin orchestrated the selection ceremony for the king, that royal sword was, from the very beginning, a calculated move.

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The pre-arranged championship is a scam, but you don't intend to act like Merlin. Your goal isn't, as you claim, a win-win ending.

[You have only one goal: to sever Mordred's connection to this world and make your servants realize that those who try to eat substitutes never end well.]

Chapter 180 No Nightmare Is a Good Thing

Unable to resist the temptation to make the Arthurian dynasty bow down, Mordred eventually agreed to join Quinn's camp. Quinn, having persuaded his servant, simply lifted the confinement order on Mordred, allowing his servant to move freely within the castle grounds.

However, even so, the atmosphere inside this small castle was still not very harmonious.

Aside from Quinn as her Master, Mordred maintained a considerable distance from Morgan and Lily. Although this displeased Morgan, Quinn didn't see it as a bad thing. If Mordred could integrate into the team without any barriers, Quinn would be the one feeling uncomfortable.

Even so, this delicate yet harmonious atmosphere came to an end after barely lasting four or five days, and what ended this harmonious atmosphere was the long sound of horses' hooves coming from afar.

Hearing the sound of hooves, Quinn went up to the castle tower and saw three knights rushing towards the castle.

Even though they were far apart, Quinn recognized the figures he hadn't seen in a long time: Agravure, Lancelot, and a young knight who looked somewhat like Lancelot—Galahad. Quinn's undisguised scrutiny also caught the attention of the three knights.

Agrave and Lancelot, who were just traveling normally, were taken aback when they saw Quinn. They immediately sped up and headed straight for the castle.

Looking at the three knights who had come in a hurry and alone, and thinking that they were still willing to accept his summons after he had been gone for so long, Quinn couldn't help but feel a little moved and at the same time, he felt relieved. Just as he was about to open the castle gates to welcome the knights back, Mordred's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"What are Lancelot and Agravure doing here?" Mordred's voice carried a hint of displeasure and hostility. Standing beside Quinn, she too had seen the approaching knights in the distance. "Master, did you summon them?"

"what happened?"