Bab 70: Chapter 70: Days with Mordred; End with oath
(Mordred's POV)
If there is one unfair person in this world then it would be my most beloved teacher, Einar Sirius du lac.
As long as I remember when I regained my consciousness, there was one goal for me that was set from the beginning and that is to dethrone King Arthur.
Living in a small city called Leona, I get used to the peace that was brought to this city. Due to me being a 'special human' according to my mother, I was given little freedom to roam around the town.
When I saw children playing, I also had desires to play with them but I was always brought back to reality when they called me a monster for my ever-changing growth. One month, I am 5 years old then another month, I am 8.
Doesn't matter… At least that's what I always reminded myself. A puppet born with this function shouldn't develop other desires, shouldn't she? That's what I always thought.
I limit myself only stare at children and imagining how it would like to be playing with them.
'Mordred, a traitorous knight who joined the round table just to dethrone King Arthur and make 'his' mother the queen' at least that's how it should have been until I met the very person who changed my life.
When I first saw his kind smile that he showed while distributing food to children, I imagined myself in their spot and smiled happily, how wonderful it would be if I was one of those children.
Unlike them, I have a mother but I never received any kind of happiness that a child is supposed to receive from her parent yet those children looked so happy and I can't help but felt a little envy.
Teach, no, he was some nameless priest for me when I first saw him.
However, I was not able to escape from his sharp gazes and soon came under his radar. When he asked me about my name and looked at me with deep hatred and loath, it petrified the very soul inside me. My every inch screamed to just run away yet I was not able to escape from his clutches.
Tears began falling from my eyes and I prayed to live just for single hope to smile like those children.
As if listening to my prayers, he let me go and offered kindness in return. He offered me what call cream buns as an act of apology.
They were freaking delicious.
Anyway, I was able to get away from him with fear in my heart and little hope to meet him again.
When I came back home, I received punishment from my mother since the person I told my name was none other than the strongest knight of the round table, Einar Sirius du lac.
He was considered to be even stronger than both King Arthur and Merlin combined. Everyone in the upper echelon feared him despite his short looks and charming nature.
If not for his endless dispute with nobles and other royalties, he would have his backings to the throne.
Even my mother, who never considered any knight or even King Arthur a threat, feared him and called him 'Lord Einar' as a sign of respect.
At that moment, I stopped thinking about the future since I would soon be dead. Finding a traitor nurturing under a loyal knight's nose, no one would let me go and my head was bound to be cut off but nothing like that happened.
Instead of death, what I received was a gentle embrace that I had ever received. Instead of outright killing me, he gave me a chance to live and see things through myself.
Perhaps it was his distrustfulness for other knights of the round table and King Arthur, he didn't show me any hate but unimaginable kindness that I was not worthy of…. his first mistake.
He then took me under his wings and called me a cute girl.
I hate being called a girl for a reason that was embedded in my soul the moment I was born. Acting like a boy was part of me, another limb of a homunculus that ordinary humans wouldn't understand so it was hard to accept myself as a girl even if I wanted to.
And yet, when he called me girl, I found it a little delightful.
He then took me to another place to protect me, to train me, and to give me the happiness and memories that become the most important part of my life, a reason that made me unable to betray his trust.
Living with him I get the reason why everyone fears him. He fears none and is confident in what he is doing.
He beats me a lot whenever I did some mistakes. Not only beating but his other punishments were also very harsh and he knew exactly what I fear the most. Being beaten was not new as I was used to it due to my witch mother but his lessons were for my own sake rather than the selfish desires of my mother.
He is the best cook, he is the best teacher, he is just the best at everything. A perfect man who is just the best for his own good.
However, when it comes to feelings, he is like a wall.
'Artoria', I have heard that name from his mouth several times and she was the one bitch who had betrayed him. If I found her someday, I would likely kill her for betraying a kind person like Teach.
Since he ordered me to never spoke about Artoria, I never dared to ask again.
I know that love shall not be possible since I was a 'boy' but my heart fell for him the moment he showed this ungrateful person kindness.
I knew that the consequences would be horrible but if just for once… just once I could do something for him to make him look at me as a girl who likes him; I would face even death happily.
However, his heart is already like broken glass, no matter what you pour, it will ultimately fall off.
"Teach, where are we going?" I asked Teach one day when we were climbing a mountain at night.
"Mordred, since today is your last day as my apprentice, I would like to show you something you will never forget."
As usual, he was just kind.
A year after he took me in, it was finally the time I go back to my mother.
I didn't want to go but I can't simply be a brat and nag him to look after me every day so I decided to go away for his sake.
After reaching a peak, what greeted my sight was a colorful sky.
"Wow!" I can't help but exclaim with delight.
As if colorful curtains were dancing from the heavens in the night. It was one of the most beautiful sights with the best goes to the person standing in front of me.
"Mordred, theses are called Auroras, and these…" Teach then started to explain which I had no idea what he was talking about. The only thing I get is that it is something related to 'science'.
After that, we prepared loggings and food to spend the night here.
After eating to my heart's content, we then sat under the glittering sky.
"Teach, I don't want to go…" I can't help but pray like that.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and snuggled my head in his soft and charming chest sitting on his lap. I don't care if I am a boy or girl but at this time I just wished to receive his love for the last time as a human being.
"You know that does not gonna happen."
He was still a strict teacher even if he spoils me a little.
"Teach, I love you." I looked at his face with hopeful eyes.
"As your teacher, I also love you." Against my expectations, he just smiled with a little sadness on his face and rubbed my hair.
'I love you, Einar.'
'I love you too, my Molly.'
That's what I would like to hear then we would kiss and have lots of children like the receptionist of tavern taught me how to make kids.
But even knowing our real intentions, we hold ourselves back from crossing the line.
Me being immature with a goal to enter Knights of the Round Table to see if the 'ideal king' deserves treachery and him being torn because of love betrayal.
On that day, I swear on my short life to never betray his trust as long as he is in the round table and to kill that Artoria person with my own hands for betraying a kind person like my beloved Teach.
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Omake 11
Einar was having a party with his fellow members of knights of the round table along with some other servants.
"Einar!"
He was drinking alone when he heard the soft and cutest voice in humankind's existence.
"Ah Artoria, I was about to- Who is he?" Einar turned around as his eyes fell on his beloved wife and about to ask something when his sight fell on a handsome man she was accompanied with.
The person was a handsome man with charming looks with hair and eyes color similar to Artoria's.
"Einar… he is… my counterpart from a parallel timeline, Arthur Pendragon." Artoria introduced her other real male self to her husband.
"Sir Einar, I have heard so much about you. As you have guessed, I am Arthur Pendragon from a parallel universe. Nice to meet you." Arthur smiled with pink cheeks and offered a handshake.
"Hey, Sir Arthur…" Einar smiled wryly and also shook his hand.
He didn't know what to even talk about with Arthur.
'Oh Arthur, I am Einar Sirius and one who bangs you but not you at the same time!'
Einar would die because of embarrassment.
"Einar, he wants something to talk with you. I will excuse myself." Artoria said with a pleading tone and left the two men alone.
Einar smiled wryly and then offered him a seat on the table.
"So Sir Arthur, what do you want to talk with me?" Einar asked while wondering why the dude in front of him was blushing.
"Well, the thing is… Just like your hidden legend. My timeline is also similar to yours…" Arthur blushed and blinked his eyes several times glancing at Einar.
Dude, stop blushing!
Of course, Einar couldn't blurt that out since Arthur was a guest.
"I didn't quite understand…" Einar tried to avoid the topic as he was sensing a hidden danger.
"Well, the thing is… I also have a hidden lover, she is a fairy like you. Her name is Elaina Sirius, my love~," Arthur spoke and blushed.
"I-I see… I didn't know that I also have my counterpart (Alaya I will fucking destroy you!)… But I am not a girl, haha…" Einar said and laughed out the matter.
"It is true but when I saw you, you kind of reminded me of her. She was as kind and as beautiful as you, Sir Einar-"
"But I am not a *girl*, Sir Arthur~!" Einar didn't want to continue this fuck train.
"Haha, I can understand you a little. Elaina was also a possessive fairy like you and almost killed Guinevere and my sister if not for my intervention. Anyway, I just want to have few chats to match some events that match my timeline." Arthur said and offered Einar a drink.
"Oh, that! Of course, we should share our experience but no sexual stuff okay?" Einar smiled and accepted the drink.
"You bet."
And then both of them instantly became friends and spend the rest of their time chatting.
"Ugg… I shouldn't drink alcohol from now on. Not good for fairies…" Einar woke up from his hangover as he found himself in his room.
After the party was over, Einar didn't remember anything after he trusted his body to Artoria.
"Ugh, why my ass is hurting…" He scratched his ass but then detected someone under the blanket sleeping beside him. "Oh well, time to charge some Artoria energy." He said as he hugged Artoria.
But what is this?
When did Artoria become… so tall and so handsome?
Einar widened his eyes and started to shake from fear as he uncovered the person sleeping with him.
"Ah oh hey, Sir Einar, I must say, it was a wild night~" It was the voice of none other than his beloved wife's counterpart, Arthur Pendragon.
Einar's expression turned who just saw a demon.
"…..Aaaaa!"
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Bab 71: Chapter 71: The king does not understand the hearts of men
(Einar's POV)
It was year 8th since King Arthur conquered Camelot and reunited this whole isle.
With him was the strongest force of the strongest knights of the time. Whenever a problem comes, he stands for people and makes every effort to make them happy.
An ideal king that the people of this island wanted was granted them. A supreme king that never faced any defeat in his life should rule on the people with the bright radiance of his sword but…
The problems keep coming as if the land itself refused to help its people. If drought, bad harvest, and poverty were not enough when even invaders starting to make problems.
In short, the land was cursed.
Although the solutions were available, what kind of king wants to make the sacrifice of losing some territories.
"What's the matter, Te- Sir Einar?" It was Mordred who asked while massaging my shoulders.
She joined the Knights of the Round Table shortly after I left her in Morgan's care. Since her strength was similar to Artoria as her clone, she didn't take long to make her way to the upper hierarchy.
It was hard to look at her in red and silver armor that explained her more of an Executioner than a knight.
I knew that Morgan had specifically designed this armor to hide her true gender and identity at least she should have made it more elegant.
"Sigh*…nothing. I don't think that problems could be solved from just killing rebels or keeping up with invaders." I shook my head.
My relationship with Artoria was now that of a king and a knight. I was already brought back to reality and now I was just giving duty as a mage/knight only.
Even with my knowledge, matters weren't taking a good turn at all. Although a major portion of this isle was suffering from drought, I had already helped to make some dams to reserve water but the southern part was still suffering from numerous problems.
There was hardly a peaceful month without the need of war council or camping to crush rebels or invaders.
King? There was hardly any knight who had accepted her whole heartily.
Well, it didn't matter to me as we have severed our ties a long time ago.
"Uncle… you should… never mind…" It was my nephew and my most trusted vessel, Galahad.
He was looking at Mordred as if she had taken his favorite plushy.
"Speak, Galahad. Don't act like a drama queen." I chucked.
"Well Uncle Einar, I know it is against your views but it would have been better if you take the 'charge'."
In short, he wanted me to become king.
"You know, your head could have been flying any moment." I glared at Galahad coldly but that man who had a greater trust in me than anyone didn't even wince and remained calmed.
There was indeed a group that was formed that wanted me to dethrone the king and make me king without my authorization. Two generals, who were the next candidates of next Knights of the Round Table, were taking the charge of this group while they had the backing of several other nobles.
What I did was very simple. I ordered Galahad to execute those generals and all other nobles publicly and made myself clear that I won't lead these greedy people. My ruthlessness brought enough fear to those nobles to think 100 times before even making that kind of plan.
"I know Uncle Einar and as I said earlier my life will always be at your disposal." Galahad smiled and bowed with a hand on his chest.
He was quite a troublesome fellow who had blind trust in me.
"Galahad, as I explained to you, I have no reason to look after greedy people. And most of all, I won't get anything out of it." I explained in simple terms.
"Sigh* You are right Uncle Einar, even I sometimes lost my motivation when those people show their displeasure even after saving them. And Uncle Einar, I think it's my turn to massage your shoulders. Oi, Newbie, get away from my Uncle." He said and then told Mordred to sit down.
"Get lost! You have already spent the entire night drinking with Sir Einar yesterday!" Mordred retorted and then they entered in another quarrel.
I don't know why they looked like members of my harem.
I then got up from my seat and went to the window to take some fresh air.
Looking down on peaceful streets was kind of relaxing.
I had also gone through a tremendous change.
My height reached up to 167 cm in these years and it was all due to my divinity reaching A+++. Now I don't have any limitations from using half-spirit forms of my Chastiefol. In surplus, I could recite two divine runes a day with leaving enough mana to fight for a full day.
The grand spell that I was making was at its completion that would take another year and a half.
We were in the room where another meeting at the round table was taking place but out of sheer boredom I came here early but these two followed me in hope of spending some time with me.
Soon King Arthur and other knights of the round table entered the room and the meeting began. Merlin was standing behind Artoria who seemed to be a cam and collective mage but as soon as our eyes met, he shuddered with fear.
The reason was that I tortured him the previous year for all of his blunders and bestowed fear in his heart that he would never play with human emotions. From that day, he never slept with any girl.
Anyway, another report was sorted out and revealed another rebellion from the south. And again she asked others to help her in crushing rebellion.
"I apologize King Arthur but I won't be able to continue." It was the voice of Tristan.
His statement brought a squall among knights. In short, he is going to leave.
He stood from his seat and was about to leave when stopped after sensing numerous daggers circulating his head.
"Sir Einar, please take back your weapon." Artoria requested and I abided by.
My job was simply listening to her so I did.
I dematerialized Chastiefol Increase and put my hand on my chin waiting for this boring meeting to be over.
"Sir Tristan, you are an honorable knight and as your king, I must watch for your needs. Please take the authorization of the land and live the life you want." Artoria smiled and didn't stop Tristan.
Although her intentions seemed noble at first, I was well aware that she would probably use these knights to remain in their territory and act as bait against invaders. That was the mindset of someone who had disregarded human emotions.
Well, she was not the only one who disregarded human emotions, I had somewhat become the same.
Every knight showed a little disappointment including me as if-
"The king does not understand the hearts of men." Those were Tristan's last words that were like a curse to knights and king as he took his leave.
After the meeting, I left the castle and went to a pub and saw Tristan drinking alone.
I silently sat beside him and ordered a drink.
"Sir Einar, I am so-"
"You don't need to, Sir Tristan. I am well aware of your state. You won't survive long."
He looked at me with a sad smile and spoke, "Sir Einar, you are such a perfect person if… Never mind. I would just like to thank you for all your efforts and kindness that you showed to this lowly knight." He stood up from his seat and bowed with one knee.
"Time will fly away," I recalled a single sentence.
"Huh?" He looked at me with visible shock on his face.
I then took out a potion and gave it to Tristan.
"It will heal you completely including the poison in your body. Go to your territory, Iseult is waiting for you. And don't even try to deny my offer or I will torture your soul."
Tristan first stared at me for a while before taking the potion from my hand. He bowed me one final time but before leaving, I told him one last sentence, "Do me a favor and never come back here."
"I will." Tristan smiled and left.
I then gulped the drink in one go and sighed.
"Artoria, I will see how far are you going to take this farce?"
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