Divine Folly of Round Table

Prologue

"Senpai, let us stay here-"

"HAHHHHHH!"

You jolted awake from a strange dream in the middle of the night. Instead of Mashu, the female companion that stayed by your side, in that dream you were accompanied by the heroic spirit who inhibited her body. The sight of that knight smiling at you and holding your hand, gazing into the sunset whilst he vows to never leave your side. You don't know if it's a nightmare or an actually decent dream.

"Hey, Fujimaru, are you sure you are alright?" Da Vinci lily knew better than to ask the disoriented master who looked like he had just seen the biggest banana in the sky.

"I don't know!!! I feel like I dreamed of something I shouldn't!" You rubbed your temple in an attempt to ease the growing numb now consistently drumming inside your head. "Da Vinci... Do you know of any info about Sir Galahad?"

"Why the sudden question about Sir Galahad?" She put her hands on her hips, her smile turned lopsided. You cleared your throat slightly before trying to lift your body from the comfortable mattress of the bed. "If it's about the Knights of The Round Table, the information is indeed abundant."

"I want to know what kind of person he is." And to possibly match whether the dream you had just now reflected his actual personality. Most of the words spewed from his mouth were already forgotten but you did remember clearly that he was kind and gentle, acting steadfast and quick to defend you. A carbon copy of Mashu, just in a male version.

"Sir Galahad, huh, wait a minute..." Da Vinci swiped through a collection of data to find details regarding the knight. "Sir Lancelot and Lady Elaine's son. It is said that he didn't inherit an ounce of genetics from his father and was most similar to his mother appearance-wise. A pious young man who obtained the holy grail only to return it to heaven." She scratched the side of her cheek when she suddenly paused on her words.

"What's wrong, Da Vinci?" You noticed the look of mild distress on her younger face.

"There is this entry from an unknown party that said Sir Galahad is very heartless and he is the perfect model for a knight one could hope to know."

"An unknown party? Might be that Merlin." Who else has the spare time to randomly add trivia to one of the knights of the round table profile anyway if it isn't the mage serving closely to King Arthur's court? Your eyes glanced down at the blanket still covering half of your lower body. "Do you think... Mashu might have inherited some of his personality?"

"What kind of strange question is that? Sir Galahad is far more uptight than our Mashu! It's impossible that his personality will influence her in a way." Da Vinci shuts down the holographic projection previously showcasing the info of the knight you asked. "But well, if you really want to know how Sir Galahad actually is, you can try entering a simulation I build!"

"A simulation?" You finally lifted your gaze to meet hers, though you knew this simulation of hers will cost you your sanity again like the last time but still you couldn't help but to feel curious about it. "What kind of simulation?"

"It's a simulation for the Arthurian legends. You know, after Camelot and Avalon le Fae, I harvested so many memories and fragments of histories thought to be lost in time so I worked on a secret small project to make this simulation as authentic as possible!" Da Vinci inched closer to you on the bed and offered a thumbs up into your direction. "And you are my perfect guinea pig!"

"You are so shameless in admitting that I am just your beta tester..." You squinted your eyes at her, causing her to rub the back of her neck and stick out a miniscule part of her tongue near the edge of her lips. "But sure, let's give it a shot. I hope it's not as harmful as the last one."