The two of them went back and forth like that, but whatever they said afterward, Reines had already stopped hearing any of it.
She was completely immersed in extreme shock, her head buzzing nonstop.
'What the hell?'
'The King of the Moon… and Alvin?'
Her first reaction was that these two had probably picked up some gossip from somewhere. But then she thought again, and if this wasn't gossip?
"Are you all right, Miss Reines? Your face looks really pale."
"I'm fine. Sorry, I have something urgent to deal with, I need to go."
After a brief farewell, Reines hurried off to find Kayneth.
As for the lunar being that had descended upon Britain this time, the moment Reines heard the name "King of the Moon", she had already realized the other party's identity.
After all, the Clock Tower was essentially a group that had crossed over from the future into Britain of the Age of Gods, so they more or less knew what would happen in the future.
The King of the Moon, in a certain sense, could be called the Clock Tower's nemesis.
'Why would she go looking for Alvin?'
'If this gets passed up to the higher-ups of the Clock Tower, something big will definitely happen…'
Reines walked down a long corridor and pushed open a door.
"Brother—"
"Reines, how many times have I told you to knock first. Why are you still so rash?"
Kayneth frowned slightly, but before he could continue lecturing his sister, Reines roughly explained the information she had just obtained.
At first, Kayneth's expression remained quite calm, but when he heard the final part that sounded no less than a fairy tale, the look on his face froze instantly.
The King of the Moon. In the history Kayneth knew, she had once fought a great battle with the 'Grand Marshal of Magecraft', Jewel Wielder Zelretch. And although Zelretch, who founded the Clock Tower, defeated the King of the Moon, he was also gravely injured as a result.
For the Clock Tower, the matter of the White Dragon was still manageable, but if it became entangled with the King of the Moon... the siblings exchanged glances. After a long silence, Kayneth took a deep breath, his expression dark.
"If you're not joking, then this time, when he returns to the present era, Alvin is probably going to be in trouble."
———
The night was hazy.
A pitch-black castle hovered silently beneath the night sky, faintly emitting an aura of danger.
That was the 'Millennium Castle', which had descended through the materialization of fantasy, eroding the real world.
The Millennium Castle's sudden descent tonight almost immediately drew attention from all sides. People were enthusiastically discussing whether this castle had any connection to the flying vessel that had appeared not long ago.
Of course, Alvin knew nothing about the outside world's news at the moment.
Hazy moonlight gently filtered through the gauze window, the night breeze lightly brushing the white curtains, scattering fragments of moonlight.
Led by a maid, Alvin soon arrived at the guest room, his gaze wandering around.
'Should I say I'm lucky or unlucky,' Alvin couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
As early as the moment he drew the Promised Sword of Victory and saw the system notification, he knew that sooner or later he would be targeted by beings from beyond the sky.
He just never imagined that the first to come knocking would actually be Arcueid.
Although Arcueid hadn't done anything to him so far, if things kept going in this direction, Lily and Morgan were bound to explode sooner or later.
Artoria might restrain herself for the sake of the bigger picture, but Morgan le Fay… as far as Alvin knew, that woman never considered the consequences of her actions.
Even though Arcueid had mentioned that Alvin was at risk of being 'corrected', and Morgan had tacitly approved of Arcueid marrying him. What that kingly sister would do after the wedding was over was anyone's guess.
Thinking of this, Alvin couldn't help but open his personal interface and glance at the entries displayed there.
[Reversal · White Moonlight EX] was still flashing with black light, as if frantically warning him to watch out for getting stabbed.
"Don't just flash at me, at least give me some kind of solution. I'm out of ideas here."
Alvin sighed softly. At this point, there was no way he could leave the Millennium Castle. If he really ran away now, who knew what Arcueid might do.
'Forget it. Since things have come this far, I'll just wait until after the wedding and see what Arcueid is planning.'
With that thought, Alvin slightly reined in his thoughts, turned around, and lay down on the bed beside him.
Creak!
Just then, the tightly shut door suddenly opened.
Alvin's mind stirred, and he instinctively moved to turn his head.
But at that very moment, a plump, alluring body quietly wrapped itself around him from behind.
"Arcueid, you finished dealing with things so quickly?"
The instant Alvin spoke, that incredibly familiar, seductive, and beautiful voice reached his ear.
"Did you take me for the King of the Moon? Looks like I shouldn't have come now to disturb your happy life."
'Morgan?'
Alvin's eyes widened abruptly. When he turned to look behind him, he saw the coldly beautiful witch right up close.
"You…"
Alvin froze for a moment.
Morgan le Fay's platinum-white long hair flowed loose over her shoulders. The dress she wore was exquisitely tailored, stopping just at her thighs, perfectly highlighting her graceful, sexy figure. Beneath the hem was a pair of fair, full long legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings, faintly revealing the dazzling texture of pale skin, irresistibly seductive.
On her feet were silver-white high heels, her toes painted a light pink, like jelly, making one want to gently nibble them.
Her usually cold and gorgeous face was adorned with light makeup, and her deep blue eyes carried a faint smile.
Seeing Alvin staring dumbfounded, she tilted her head slightly and said, "What is it, not welcoming me?"
"No, why are you here?", Alvin blurted out subconsciously.
After all, within the Millennium Castle, the 'Lord of the Island' couldn't take effect. Didn't Morgan worry about being noticed by Arcueid?
And if she was just sneaking in, that would be one thing. But she had come straight to him.
"Are you worried about me, or do you just not want me interrupting your little world with the King of the Moon?", Morgan asked with a smile.
"You're overthinking it. Also, don't you know the 'Lord of the Island' doesn't work here?", Alvin said helplessly.
"What's there to be afraid of? Even without the Lord of the Island, I'm not afraid of the King of the Moon. Besides, don't I still have you?", Morgan paused, then quickly smiled sweetly.
"Unless you're on her side."
"But I think you still love me the most, right?"
Alvin paused slightly and said instinctively, "You don't mind my and the King of the Moon's…"
He wanted to say "wedding", but in the end he forcibly swallowed the word, afraid it might provoke Morgan.
Who would have thought that Morgan would just roll her eyes at him, instantly radiating charm.
"What do I have to mind? I've never married you in the first place."
Yes, at the moment Arcueid expressed her feelings, Morgan suddenly realized something.
There might be many seductive women around Alvin, but there would only ever be one lover.
Marrying Alvin meant establishing a relationship, and once a relationship was established, there was the risk of being NTR'd.
But if there was no marriage, she would always be the one NTR'ing others.
Just thinking about this made a strange sense of pleasure well up in Morgan le Fay's heart.
Just imagine, when the long-awaited wedding night arrived, the King of the Moon entered the bridal chamber full of anticipation, only to discover that the cake's cream had already been licked clean by someone else ahead of time.
'Ah… I can't think any further, or I won't be able to suppress this excitement anymore.'
'No, I should say I already can't quite suppress it.'
Just imagining certain scenes made Morgan's heart inexplicably surge.
Her legs rubbed together unconsciously, a seductive flush appearing on her refined, coldly beautiful face.
She gazed at Alvin and continued, "I don't know how much of what the King of the Moon said tonight can be trusted, nor do I know whether the Counter Force is actually hostile toward you. But just in case, I can agree to the King of the Moon's request, even if that request is to marry you."
Just as Alvin was about to say something, Morgan gently pulled the boy into her arms and continued in a casual tone.
"But after you marry her, our relationship ends there. I never agreed to that kind of thing with the King of the Moon."
"Or are you hoping our relationship ends here?"
'Ending it was impossible. Absolutely impossible in this lifetime.'
Leaving aside what Morgan's reaction would be if he actually answered that way, Alvin himself had no such intention. He was still waiting for the long-anticipated sisters combo.
Seeing the boy's reaction, the corner of Morgan's mouth unconsciously curved into a captivating arc, savoring this… stolen pleasure.
———
[Millennium Castle, Outside The Corridor]
Golden hair swayed as she walked, high heels tapping out a pleasant sound on the floor.
At the entrance to the corridor, two vampire servants bowed respectfully when they saw the woman.
"Lady Arcueid."
Arcueid stopped, her tone cold, "Did anyone approach this area just now?"
"Other than the person you had deliver Young Master Alvin here to rest not long ago, no one else has approached," the servant replied immediately.
Arcueid let out a soft "Mm", then, as if thinking of something interesting, a faint smile appeared on her otherwise cold face.
"You may all withdraw."
Her voice suddenly became much gentler.
"Without my orders, no one is allowed to approach this place."
"Yes."
After watching the servants retreat, Arcueid withdrew her gaze and turned toward Alvin's room.
The Millennium Castle, which hadn't hosted any guests for a long time, welcomed two visitors in less than a single night.
The former came by invitation, while the latter was simply an uninvited guest.
To avoid anyone disturbing Alvin, Arcueid had deliberately arranged an extremely secluded and tranquil place. However, she clearly hadn't expected that even so, someone would still secretly slip into the room she had carefully prepared for Alvin.
If this were any other time, faced with Morgan's temptation, Alvin probably would have already been recklessly getting down to business.
But this was Arcueid's territory, after all.
It wasn't that he was afraid of her, he just didn't want unnecessary conflict.
If this were Britain, even if Morgan had any intimate interactions with Alvin, at most Arcueid would just get a little angry upon seeing it.
But, this was the Millennium Castle. And not long ago, the sisters had tacitly approved Arcueid taking Alvin here.
With the King of the Moon preparing for the major event of a 'wedding', Morgan suddenly pulling an outright cuckold move, this was an undisguised provocation. Anyone who saw it would have their blood pressure shooting straight up.
Perhaps noticing Alvin's hesitation, a faint smile appeared on Morgan's face.
"What's wrong, are you worried she'll find out?"
"The King of the Moon is the latecomer. Before this, I didn't even know this person existed. Even if I do something with you, she has no right to interfere," Morgan suddenly thought of something, her voice turning cold, "Come to think of it, I don't think I've asked how you even met the King of the Moon."
"Why does it feel like, in the few years you were away from Britain, there seem to be quite a few more girls around you?"
Alvin's heart skipped a beat. He cleared his throat lightly.
"That's a long story, she helped me quite a bit before. If you really want to put it that way, I probably wouldn't have survived back then without her."
If one really dug into it, going by game chapters, Morgan was actually the later arrival. After all, 'Britain' was the final chapter of the game.
But there was no way Alvin could bring that up now. He just coughed lightly and said, "When Arcueid first appeared in front of you all, I thought you'd be really angry."
Morgan saw through his deliberate attempt to change the subject at a glance, but didn't pursue it further. Ever since Alvin had died once before, she knew she couldn't push a person too hard. After all, that was exactly how Alvin had left Britain back then.
Morgan curled her lips and said flatly, "I was pretty angry at first, but then I thought about it. Since Lily didn't say anything, from my standpoint, there didn't really seem to be any reason to stay angry."
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