Chapter 44

"Big brother, wake up! The sun is shining on your butt!"

In the early morning, Sakura runs directly to Lin Ye's room and shakes Lin Ye's arm continuously. Big brother is good at everything, but he's a bit lazy. It's almost noon, why isn't he up yet?

"Got it~"

Lin Ye climbs out of bed helplessly and looks at the alarm clock by the bed. "It's time for lunch. Sakura, let brother tidy up, and we'll go have lunch in a while."

"Okay."

Sakura nods obediently and then skips away. The little loli who hasn't experienced darkness still has the innocence and liveliness of a child. Watching Sakura's back, Lin Ye stretches and then says to the system,

"Let's simulate today's simulation first, system!"

【Yes, Master. Which character would you like to simulate today?】

"Hmm? Isn't there only the King left? Didn't Diarmuid pass the level yesterday? Trying again probably won't be better than this time."

Diarmuid's last simulation was really good; even Lin Ye wouldn't dare say he could do better if he tried again.

【Therefore, Master can choose to continue simulating Artoria Pendragon or re-draw a target character. Which one do you choose, Master?】

"Forget it, let's not draw for now. Let's simulate Artoria first."

Lin Ye looks at his attribute panel after saying this. He is so strong now; as the saying goes, if you are rich and don't return home, it's like walking in the dark in silk clothes. So naturally, he wants to go to the Arthurian era and play around.

【Okay, life simulation begins. Target character: Artoria Pendragon.】

The system naturally won't disobey Lin Ye's orders. And at this moment, Great Britain...

Standing on the walls of Camelot, looking at the completed Camelot castle, Artoria feels a sense of loss. Behind her, Merlin walks over curiously.

"What's wrong, my King Arthur? Camelot is built, but why do you still look so unhappy?"

Listening to Merlin's words, the King just shakes her head gently and says faintly,

"I'm fine, Merlin. I might just be a bit tired during this time."

Tired? Perhaps only she knows that she isn't tired; she is just missing that person.

So much time has passed (reiterating that time flows differently in different worlds), and she hasn't heard that voice in her mind again, and she hasn't met the person she wants to meet.

Lin Ye!

Because of Lin Ye, she learned of Morgan's conspiracy. Originally, she planned to ambush Morgan with everyone at the wedding of King Pellinore, but for some reason, that woman didn't appear.

"Alright, King, today is a big day for selecting new knights. Let's go take a look together."

"Okay." The King nods and follows Merlin out directly.

The King and Merlin arrive at the martial arts arena directly. At this moment, the battle below has reached a white-hot stage. Especially noteworthy are four young knights who have cleanly and neatly defeated their opponents.

These four knights: the first one is in white armor, the sword in his hand dances without a gap, and his body seems to shine in the sun.

"His name is Gawain. I heard that when he was young, he was baptized by three fairies, so they bestowed upon him triple the gentleness, glory, and strength. What a terrifying young man."

"Oh?" The King looks at Gawain below curiously. Sure enough, the strength this man possesses is completely abnormal; the knights opposite him basically have no one who can block him for a single round.

"A good seedling, but..." The King remembers the content of the previous simulation.

The failed Morgan returned home and once again sent her sons Gawain, Agravain, Gaheris, and Gareth to infiltrate Camelot as inside agents.

"So, this Gawain is one of Morgan's people?"

The King frowns and looks at Gawain below, but after just a moment, she adjusts her mindset.

"No matter who he is, as long as he hasn't made a mistake, I have no right to punish them. Let's watch a bit more."

The King is still kind. She looks at the second battlefield, where the most prominent one is a young man with a gloomy face. Merlin also says immediately,

"Agravain, Gawain's brother. He looks like a very capable person."

"Hmm." The King nods in understanding and looks directly at the third arena.

And this time, standing on the arena is a tall knight holding a peculiar long spear. This knight stands there like a mountain, and all enemies are unable to block his attack.

The commentator Merlin appears again. "Percival, look at that spear... tsk tsk, I predict that he will definitely become a great knight in the future."

"Oh? Such high praise?" The King looks at Percival below in surprise. Sure enough, this white-haired man gives a sense of holiness and steadiness; he looks like a typical knight.

"He's a good person. Hmm? This fourth arena..."

Artoria looks at the fourth arena again. On this arena, the most prominent knight is actually a young man with a handsome face, and most importantly, he! Only has one arm!

"Duke Lucan's brother. Don't look at the fact that he only has one hand; eight or nine knights are no match for him. By the way, his name is Bedivere."

Bedivere? Percival? Agravain? Gawain?

The four great Round Table Knights appear!