The shameless King(dropped)

Oh Cmon!

"Hey, Arty?"

"What Merlin" she tiredly says while rummaging through the dead body of Vortigern.

"Answer me this, have you ever notice the difference between yourself right now and the one four years ago?"

She stops for a bit before answering "No as what's to change if your already perfect?"

"Hmm, typical response, no fun" he says in a bored tone.

With the passing air Artoria stops what's she doing and looks at her sword.

"Hey Merlin...am I really the same as I used to be?" She asks, uncertain of who she is.

"I don't know, are you Artoria Pendragon, Future King or future bandit of Britain?" With that she stops and glares at him before getting up to deal with whatever troubles her.

With a snort he watches her leave her sword on the ground, a beautiful sword with ornaments meant to signify the status of king, Caliburn, the sword Artoria seemingly pulled out with ease but refused to cooperate with her.

"Good grief, for all her maturity she's still a child" picking up the sword he sigh shaking his head in dismay before following where she went "Your wielder sure is blind to her faults sometimes, don't you think so too?"

—Artoria—

"...shit" I mutter to myself while staring at the river.

Yea that's my response to Merlin telling me that for the past four years it seems I've been a different person. How so? Well just look at this mess, seriously letting Uther die without him even knowing that his wife was stolen from him? My original plan was making him a cuck as he watches Igrain moan my name but nooo I for some dumb reason let him die.

Then there's what I've been planning if that can even be called, destroying Britain...that's right letting what's gonna be my future kingdom be destroyed by some barbarians and a deranged family member? What the hell was evil me thinking?! I want the world, conquering it, that's what I promise to myself once I was but a baby, and now? I'm destroying what's gonna be my first kingdom under my rule.

An important piece that shall lead to the completion of my dream and I'm destroying it? For what, amusement! Bloody fucking amusement?!

At this point I'm more mad at myself for letting something like this get to me, hell why not punch myself in the face with Mana Burst...I'm gonna regret this but I deserve it.

Feeling the core start heating up from activation before the cursed mana starts being produced I activate Mana Burst and punch myself in the face.

"...ow, god this hurts!" Shutting down my magic core before coughing out some bloody teeth's "Jesus Christ...can't believe I punched myself in the face and all I get are a few lost teeth...bloodied" wiping away the blood before casting some small scale healing magic to stop the bleeding.

"Gonna take months to regrow them back" wincing a bit from my hurting my lower jaw before I start taking off my clothes.

What? There's a nearby river and I sure as hell I'm gonna take a quick shower to wash off the grime and blood from looting the battlefield.

Taking off the last piece of clothing I dip my toes to test the waters before sighing in relief that it's warm and not cold.

So what to do. Actually do I even have a plan for any of this?

If by any of this you mean the fact that Morgan will be in grief then yea I don't have a plan.

Wow such optimistic thinking of me...guess I'll tell her the truth.