True Magician

Chapter 26

Pendragon Mansion.

A nice, cool breeze caressed my face, while the sun hung high in the sky and birds chirped melodiously in the nearby forest. And all this beautiful picture was spoiled by the oppressive atmosphere at the table at the dilapidated Pendragon mansion.

- So you bear father's name, eh? - Mordred asked with a challenge in her voice, looking at Arthur, "Weak.

- Well, well, well. Don't be so rude, my child," Morgan said with a sweet smile on her face, 'It's not his fault it doesn't match 'his' name.

Yep. Let's talk about the extremely beautiful character of one ultra strong witch and her super rebellious daughter. Love/hate for her "father" Mordred and pathological jealousy of her "brother" Morgan, even though she's from the lostbelt where she ruled Fairy Britain.

Arthur acted very wisely by remaining silent in response. Though his very hard stare in Mordred's direction made it clear that he noticed how the Knight of Betrayal put it.

- W-why are you insulting my brother? - Le Fay cautiously asked - And who are you people? You feel so... familiar.

- My husband, would you be so kind as to introduce us? - Morgan turned to me with a wide grin on her face - It seems our guests still haven't realized who we are.

- Do I have to be your husband, Your Majesty? - I asked in a tired tone, putting my palm to my face.

- You shouldn't ask such obvious things, my husband. You already know my answer, don't you? - she replied smugly.

- You know what? Fuck it," I waved my hand, "The one in the armor is Mordred, Knight of Betrayal, and the one in the dress, whose conceit shines brighter than Rhongomyniad, is Morgan Le Fay.

Arthur's and Le Fay's eyes widened, and their mouths opened so wide that they looked like they could fit a basketball in them. His brother's glasses skewed in a second shudder, and his sister stared at Morgan with unblinking eyes.

- Y-you..." she murmured in a shaky voice.

- Yes, little one. And I find it very amusing that you were named after me," Morgan said with amusement in her voice, "And that goes for your brother, too.

- But why did you name us after your 'sister' and not your 'brother'? - Arthur asked calmly.

- You've already guessed why, haven't you, boy?

- But...

- Listen, Arthur," I intervened. At the same time, Mordred made a face when she heard me say that name, and Morgan grinned, "I suggest you simply accept the fact that King Arthur was a girl. Any further resistance or doubt will only damage your mind. Trust me.

- Good. - he sighed tiredly and nodded. And there was silence at the table.

How wise. He just took my advice. He'll go far. And Le Fay is still silent and silent.....

- By the way, why are you even here, kid? - Mordred asked me casually.

- Even if Uther Pendragon isn't the best father, I understand his decisions. And... I'd rather he didn't die of old age," Arthur replied, then looked at Morgan, "He's not dead, is he?

- Tattered, unconscious, but alive," I answered in her place and pointed to a small pile of concrete and plaster, "He's over there.

- If you'll excuse me, I'd like to get him out of there and check his condition. - Arthur stood up and headed towards the slide.

Le Fay hid her eyes and clutched her hat nervously as her brother left to trash their father.

Impressive. Arthur realizes that both he and his sister are of interest to Morgan, so he's not too worried about Le Fay's safety, at least not as obviously. Also, he didn't mention the maid who caused him to leave the house. Heh.