【Mysterious Wave Caused by Magician】

[This has indeed spread to a large extent around the world, bringing the magic world into an unprecedented heyday]

[You keep a casual attitude towards this matter]

[The interests of these magicians are tied to Britain, and they must also be desperate to maintain this land, after all, the pursuit of mystery is like a human being who needs to breathe for magicians]

[Although the nature of a magician is not very good]

[However, as long as the interests are bundled and the goal can be achieved on top of this, then they will be beyond imagination]

[In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed in a hurry]

[As if the clock tower was built yesterday, the magician began to live like an ordinary person in the British Isles]

[In the eyes of the ordinary people of the island]

[Most of the magicians are research maniacs, and other than that, I don't have too many feelings about "six six zeros". Most magicians also maintain a habit of being secretive and hidden, and basically stay in the workshop.]

[You feel the passage of time very clearly]

[Although the lifespan is several times that of ordinary people, you have also begun to show signs of aging]

[Physical fitness is starting to become less than before]

[I can't go around like I did a hundred years ago, just running a few steps will start to pant like ordinary people]

[The ministers who originally followed you passed away one by one]

[In the end, they closed their eyes under your loving gaze, with fiery loyalty to you]

[Believe that death is never the end]

[Even if the soul returns to the heavens, it can't stop them from offering their loyalty, and they will definitely be able to go to the battlefield for you in the future]

[Artoria also stepped down during this period]

[She gives the throne to Mordred]

[Although you were a little worried about this at first, but in the end, you saw Mordred's serious and calm appearance]

[At that moment, you realized again]

[Her daughter can fly even if she leaves herself, she has long had the ability to take charge of herself]

[You'll be worried about this]

[It's just that you have always been regarded as a daughter by her, and subconsciously you don't want Mordred to rely more on yourself]

[It's an overly extravagant trouble]

[You are relieved, but also a little lonely]

[With the passage of time, you are no longer as energetic as before]

[However, people have not forgotten the first king]

[The British's brightest light]

[Not only that, in order to remember your brilliance, people are also building statues in various places to show that they have never forgotten you]

[Although most of the statues are too ornate and sacred]

[But you don't have much to say]

[In the early years, it was rumored that the first king did not leave, but chose to retire and watch Britain in secret. If Britain is haunted by darkness in the future, he will return as a light of day.]

[Even now, in the past hundred years, there is a beautiful talk about the first king walking in the world]

[Since the people have such expectations, then you will not discourage people's expectations]

[The only thing that makes people laugh is]

[Every time you pass by the statue that is so sacred that it is not like yourself, you will shake your head with tears and laughter]

[Of course, it is also possible that you have lost your strength]

[Causes the aura to become too ordinary]

[No one would think that the uncle who walked on the side of the road and had nothing to do would be the perfect king they worshiped]

[-I don't know how long time has passed]

[It is estimated that it will be another hundred years]

[It's like being immersed in a hazy dream, and the feeling of physical time is quite vague]

[Consciousness is somewhat vague]

[Worried eyes, very heavy]

[You lie on a large and spacious bed, which is a bed where even three people sleep together]

“...... Hmm...?"

Moran groaned in confusion.

There was a heavy feeling of powerlessness attached to the body.

But it's not like a disease.

Unlike the first simulation, I felt as if I was used to it.

It's incredible, there is no nasty feeling.

There was no anxiety in his chest, only the calm and indifference of the past soaked in the calm of the day.

Strange, when did I go to sleep?

Confusion popped up in Moran's mind one after another.

However, when he thought about it carefully.

I can't think of what I'm doing.

Although I can't remember much, I looked at the room with a familiar atmosphere... He vaguely remembered that this was his room and that of his wives.

Presumably, he is immersed in the gentle country again.

To put it simply, I was applauding love with my wives last night. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

His instincts told him that it wasn't right.

It seems like I haven't done anything like this in a long time.

I always feel that my memory is very vague.

"Hmm....."

Moran found that his head and eyes could move though.

However, the body part cannot move.

I always felt that even the blanket on my body was heavy, so I could only move my eyes to look out of the bed.

It was a beautiful girl who caught my eye.

Her blonde hair with a red sheen is so beautiful that it looks like a crown of luxury.

His gaze met the girl's.

Moran sensed familiarity once more.

However, he couldn't remember the name he had called several times, and when he did, he saw that the other party had already run out of the room.

"Maud.... Red....."

Moran muttered distractedly.

I don't know how I forgot about it.

"Mother, Father, he's awake!"

While listening to the hurried shouts coming from outside the door.

He tried to get up from the bed.

It's heavy, it's very heavy—

Moran staggered and tried to pull his hands out of the blanket, but he didn't even have the strength to lift it.

At this moment, 4.1 Moran glanced at the mirror in the corner of the room.

In this mirror, he saw the figure of an old man buried in the bed, almost dying.

White beard, white hair.

Deep wrinkles.

The whole face has the appearance of checkmate death.

[Your memory is like being pricked by a needle]

[An electric current passes through the brain]

[You remember that it has been almost two hundred years since you abdicated, and you can't think of anything else]

[It's as if memory is shrouded in a cloud]

"Moran!?"

It was a silver-haired woman who rushed into the room.

Graceful and beautiful appearance.

exudes a mature charm of being a wife. Like Mordred at the beginning, it also gave Moran a sense of familiarity.