Fate: My Wife is Morgan Le Fay (Patreon)

Chapter 15: Come, Be My Knight!

But it should just be a coincidence.

Last time, Lot said it was her sister who would become the King of Camelot, not her brother.

Perhaps he just has some connection to our family.

Morgan turned her gaze toward Lot, seemingly expecting him to say something to her.

Now, it all depended on Lot’s reaction.

If Lot wasn’t willing, there wasn’t much she could do.

So…

Could it be that these two people were actually arranged by Lot beforehand?

Morgan entertained this thought in her mind.

Then, she quickly dismissed it.

Lot didn’t seem like someone who would go to such lengths.

It wasn’t that she doubted his ability; she simply felt that Lot didn’t have the ambition for such schemes.

If he truly had that kind of mind, he wouldn’t have settled for just ruling Orkney.

She had to admit—if she judged by talent alone—this shameless dog of a man might actually surpass her father, King Uther.

Though, of course…

He was still a bit beneath her.

Just as Morgan was thinking this, Artoria spoke up hesitantly, “Your Majesty King Lot, Lady Morgan, is there something you need from me and my foster brother, Kay?”

Please, please don’t say it’s about the meal!

Those ingredients looked really expensive.

If I have to repay them, my family can’t afford it.

My foster father, Sir Ector, is just a poor, low-ranking noble. We really don’t have much money. If I have to compensate for the food, I’ll probably have to stay here as a servant.

And if every meal from now on costs money, I might have to spend my entire life working here to pay off the debt.

But I want to become a knight…

“It’s nothing much, we were just taking a walk. By the way, which noble house are you from?” Morgan asked as she held Lot’s hand, her tone warm.

Even though she still felt that strange sense of rivalry toward this person, the feeling only made her more determined to recruit him.

Hearing Morgan’s question, Artoria looked at her—this noblewoman who radiated an air of elegance and majesty.

A feeling of admiration rose in Artoria’s heart.

“My foster father is Sir Ector,” Artoria replied honestly.

“And your birth father?”

Morgan continued questioning her.

“I… I don’t really know.”

Artoria shook her head.

Morgan didn’t press further on this topic.

Instead, she glanced between Kay and Artoria before saying, “Well then, are you two interested in serving under me? If you join us, Lot will personally knight both of you.”

Knighting them directly?!

Hearing Morgan’s words, Kay, Artoria, and even Lot were all taken aback.

This development was… unexpected.

[Morgan has recruited Artoria… I don’t even know how to react to this.]

Morgan heard Lot’s comment and couldn’t help but look at him.

What’s with that reaction?

Are you that speechless?

It’s strange to see someone so visibly at a loss for words.

And also—why did you only mention Artoria?

Does he have some kind of special significance?

Hmph…

No matter what, I must recruit him.

Meanwhile, on the other side…

However, after the initial shock, both Kay and Artoria quickly felt a surge of joy.

Kay knew that he was bound to become a knight one day, but he still needed the right opportunity. As for Artoria, she was currently just a squire. Whether or not she could eventually become a knight was uncertain.

But now, someone was directly offering her the title—allowing her to become a knight immediately. Of course, this made both of them excited.

"Um..."

Kay and Artoria both felt tempted at the same time.

"Could we discuss this with our father first? If he has no objections, we will gladly accept Lady Morgan's invitation and serve her for the rest of our lives." Kay hesitated briefly before responding to Morgan.

His words were steady and composed, neither humble nor arrogant. Both Lot and Morgan were impressed by his demeanor.

This guy not only seemed skilled in swordsmanship but also had a calm and measured approach to things.

Lot nodded to himself.

Kay was indeed someone who, in the future, would become a high-ranking official among the Knights of the Round Table. He already displayed remarkable maturity in handling matters.

If I ever need someone to take care of important affairs in the future, he might be a reliable choice.

Wait—why am I even thinking about recruiting them?

Lot suddenly realized that Morgan might be dragging him down a certain path.

"Alright, I look forward to your answer," Morgan nodded gently.

Kay and Artoria bid farewell to Lot and Morgan before heading off to find Sir Ector for his opinion.

Once they had left, Morgan turned to Lot.

"What do you think? If these two become our subordinates, they'll definitely be a great help when we eventually take the throne of Camelot, right?"

Come on, praise me, you shameless dog!

"Yeah, definitely. If they really become your knights, it would be a huge advantage," Lot nodded firmly.

Morgan felt that Lot's tone was a bit odd, but she could tell he was being sincere.

Hmm, seems like I made the right move.

Feeling pleased, Morgan tilted her head slightly and said, "Lot, let's go. I want to review the administrative documents of Orkney."

"Alright, we can go through them together," Lot nodded casually.

But in his mind…

[Hehehe, finally, I can hand over all the work. Soon, I’ll be free to slack off every day.]

Morgan "heard" this and was left speechless.

This guy… It’s good that he trusts me, but—

He’s way too lazy!

Lot, get your act together!

Morgan narrowed her beautiful eyes in silent protest.

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Kay and Artoria wasted no time. After parting ways with Lot, they immediately went in search of their father.

However, before they could find Sir Ector, they ran into someone else first.

That old trickster—Merlin.

"Yo, you two seem to be in quite a hurry. Where are you off to?"

Merlin asked as he looked at them.

He had been keeping an eye on Artoria, but ever since Lot appeared, he had lost track of her for a while.

Now that he was back, of course, he had to ask what was going on.

"Teacher, it’s like this—Lady Morgan wants to make me her knight!"

Artoria said happily.

"..."

Even Merlin, who was known for having little to no emotional reaction, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.