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Hi! I’m back. I’m so sorry for being gone for such a long time. I’m doing my GCSEs this year so I won’t be able to update regularly and depression is. .h.i.tting me pretty hard so yeah… I’ll try my best though. Once again, for those who are worried this will become a tragedy the author has kept their word firm that this will have a happy ending, so don’t worry!

Last time on MNLWYPBP:

Nigel became Salsaal’s ( if you know what I mean ❤ )

And thus the story ended happily ever after…

Like h.e.l.l!

I’m crying so bad right now.

Because Salsaal was able to run away from his house successfully, he had no where to stay. Do you know which house he chose to crash in? Mine!

“Merlin’s a wizard’s household, there are too many talismans laid out. Gawain’s the leader of the knights of the round table, I.m sure I won’t have to mention how vicious they are…so, your house is the best option!”

Even my house is weak now?!

But my misfortunes did not stop there.

“Actually, ahem! I’ve already got everything planned out.”, the Prince of deception coughed slightly in such a fine afternoon where we were holding a meeting and obviously…we were meeting in my house which was deemed the most puny of all. “I’m thinking of enrolling into the same school as you guys…”

“But Salsaal, you’re too old to be able to enter first year!”

Directly after I finished speaking, I received a tea cup…d.a.m.nit! He’s abusing me.

Good thing, this time, Nigel’s here to comfort me and Calis was trying to spoil Salsaal in anyway possible. At this point, I’m convinced that even if Salsaal were to be picking his nose and got out a monster-like piece of snot then if he were to throw it somewhere, Calis would be there to collect it…such an obsessive fan!

After he finished abusing me, he waved his hand. His appearance morphed from that of a young man to a 15 years old kid, “I’ve cursed myself, there’s no problem now, right, Bedivere…”

So even guys are concerned of how old they look…

Although I had a burning desire to ask him, since you’ve shrunk is baby Salsaal also…I need to stop! I think it’s best if I stay away from this kinda topic as far as possible. There’s no such thing as BL in this world unless I’m the one creating it! Don’t dig yourself a deeper hole!

…But I do have to think about making myself a seme to summon my lil’ sis.

“All the to-be Dukes know Gilbert Bedivere does not have magic but most people have no knowledge of this fact. That’s why, you’ll have to take me to your house and tell your father…”, he smiled in contempt, “…’I want him to be my ‘shadow’. He’ll use his magic to trick others into believing Gilbert Bedivere isn’t someone without magic”.

“…If it’s that way, there’s no way Duke Bedivere will refuse…”, Nigel sipped on his tea.

“There’s no reason for him to.”, Salsaal clicked his tongue. “My magic level is hard to inspect. Even if I may have the power of darkness but pretending to have the power of earth isn’t hard. I can just use darkness to push up dirt or something.”

“Or creating something and covering it with dirt to trick others that that’s an Earth power’s spell…still, apart from Haref, there should be no one who can detect the fact that you’re using black magic. No…not even Haref is able to detect your powers…”

“Smart…you’re great”, Salsaal’s eyes were glowing. “…You seriously should learn a thing or two from your friend, Bedivere.”

…The next donjon’s s.h.i.+p would be a 3P of NiSalRef…huh!

Go become an uke!

“But…I don’t quite understand it.”, the wizard popped snacks in his mouth. “I thought you were going to escape to a neighbouring country or somewhere along those lines but enrolling into a school? No matter how much I may want to see you in a school uniform, I don’t think it would have any benefits…”

The Prince did not answer and merely closed his eyes. A conceited smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, a soothing voice sounded.

“Do you remember Gawain, what I told you that day…”, he laughed lightly while his eyes sparkled as if they needed to something to satisfy their hunger. Nigel was silent.

“…I will become king…”

“…and the school is the only place where I can kill my siblings easily…”, he laughed heartily to himself…a BL game is turning into a murder mystery game?!

“Also, that place is the only place where I can ‘hunt’ down all the to-be Dukes…”

“…I will make them give their royalty to me and vouch for me as the King!”

I sat still to a.n.a.lyse the situation…

Hm.

Salsaal’s creating a harem?

I’m happy he’s going to go after all the to-be Dukes now there won’t be any dogs…I meant anyone going after my lil’ bro!

“If your objective is to capture to-be Dukes then why did you let Haref go that day and threatened Nigel instead, Salsaal?”, I said while Salsaal scrunched his brow together.

“How you’ve phrased it sounds kinda weird…but whatever. It’s because I don’t like Haref Lancelot.”

…Wow, you’re so original.

“And also…it’s my own enjoyment.”, Salsaal rested his hand on his chin while his eyes glimmered. “That and I, we’re too similar to each other, that’s why I can’t stand not to strike him in his back over and over again until he dies in my hands…

“…That guy has always been a hunter. I’ll trick him into thinking he’s a hunter even though, all along, he may be a prey. After it’s started to panic, I’ll strike it over and over, let it know that it’s pompous att.i.tude was its own self delusion. Rip apart it’s arrogance to pieces. Make it cry out in pain…huh…if I do that and either that guy swears his loyalty or dies…”

Then Salsaal bursted out laughing.

…

There’s no return ticket for him.

He seems worse than the last time I saw him. Maybe he used…cough! Behind my back and started hallucinating because of it, since he’s such a petty guy. he’s gone mad so, I’ll pretend he’s not around for now. (TN: incase you’ve not figured it out, the stuff he’s talking about is the stuff that makes one of your body parts rise up)

Now that I think about Haref…

When he woke up that day, on Salsaal’s threat, Nigel and I concocted a lie using the most despicable brain of no one other than Salsaal, something like creating a believable lie was just a joke for him so we survived…

As for my psychotic fujos.h.i.+ lil’ sis…

I looked up at the sky.

Her command was for this big bro to become a seme…

I glanced down at the ground.

Your big bro’s opponent is Salsaal you know…and he’s also looking to build his own harem. Your big bro’s afraid he won’t be able to fight him, um…

I looked at Nigel who handed me a biscuit.

…

Or should I press someone who’s close to me.

Nigel’s this cute, there’s definitely no way he’s a seme!

Author’s note:

Remember.

The person closest to you,

is the most dangerous…

[Parallel situation 1 – if Haref did not pa.s.s out]

*This is only a parallel route, none of this would’ve happened in real life*

When he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of his eyes was an empty room and a golden sword.

Haref looked around to inspect his surroundings. First, he should capture Merlin and be done with him but the wizard isn’t around anymore. When he looked around some more, Nigel was not far away from him and Gilbert was at the opposite side to him.

After a.s.sessing the situation, he walked towards Gilbert first.

When Haref reached him, he squatted down and knotted his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Gilbert started crying. Gilbert did not let out any sounds but tears were constantly streaming out as if he’s experiencing a something extremely painful…

He felt…

“Seriously…you’re so cute…”

…

Even if he may be a bit annoyed that the other was crying because of something else…

*He was crying when he met his psychotic fujos.h.i.+ lil’ sis