Salsaal’s in a good mood.

I looked at him shaking this feet on my bed.

I repeat! My bed!

Because a follower’s room isn’t extravagant enough so, he was not pleased and since he was a selfish little p.r.i.c.k, he pulled my neck and threatened to let him live in my room. He’s completely forgotten that he’s supposed to be my servant…

I can’t quite imagine what my life will be like after this.

I looked at Salsaal. I don’t know if it was because he’s got someone like Nigel near him, his transformation made him look way better than he did. He has snow white skin, his black hair that was long was cut and set in a fas.h.i.+onable style, his ruby coloured eyes became a beautiful orange colour.

So it seems like even guys don’t want to be inferior to one another in the beauty department…

I shook my head and looked at the textbook in my hand. Unfortunately, in less than a year, I’ll have to enter school.

I’m not that worried about school but I’m more worried I’ll never get to meet her…

…my lil’ sis.

How powerful do I have to become to get to to meet her. How much effort would I have to put in to see her once more…I’ve never felt exhausted to do something for her but I only want to know to what extent would be enough, I…

“Gilbert it’s time of bed!”

I’ve been hit by a ‘missing-my-lil’-sis time’ again!

If normal people have to pray every night before going to bed then I have to think about my lil’ sis before going to bed too. Although, there may be an adorable lil’ bro who’s a cuddle-able tsundere but no one can compare to my lil’ sis!

I glanced at the ‘servant’ who was accepted in my house. He’s taken over my room as if it was his, his face not showing a single bit of remorse. Apart from this, he waved his hand  to make all the lights in my room go out as a sign saying ‘go to bed!’.

I sighed and lied down beside Salsaal who moved away slightly.

At first, it was awkward to sleep beside the Prince, I was afraid that the b.a.s.t.a.r.d will sleep walk in the middle of the night and accidentally kill me. This made me want to go and sleep in a different room but because the selfish p.r.i.c.k said it was weird for the owner of the room to pack his stuff and go and stay in different room so he forced me to sleep in this same room as him – in my room.

…There wouldn’t be a problem if the Prince wan’t being picky.

The good thing is, at least the bed’s pretty big so no scary moments have happened and another thing, it’s good that I’m not as attractive as Nigel or else the Prince wouldn’t done something a long time ago.

I closed my eyes, I shouldn’t torment myself because Salsaal who’s sleeping beside me is making me feel uncomfortable. Since he’s only got minimal strength, I’m confident that it wouldn’t be hard for me to become the seme but you also have to think before pressing someone down. Salsaal is brutal, he’s not my type and he’s also got a bad temper. It won’t be too late to find an adorable shota and press him down instead…

Ah…now that I’ve thought about it.

“You told Nigel that Excalibur was the one who created the mechanism and not you, then…does that mean that for the duration of one year, you went to that place to see Excalibur, you had to face the mechanism right…”

“Yeah”, his voice carried a trace of irritation. “f.u.c.king annoying.”

I closed my eyes and mumbled, “Calis…if I make a guess, it’s probably you that he sees…but who could you possibly see, Salsaal…”

“…”

“When I look at you and contemplate you, there are so many people who you want to kill in this world…but is there any who you wouldn’t want to kill. Your mother? Your younger brother?”

“…Be quiet.”

“You hate so many people but the ones you like are only a handful, excluding how picky you are with appearances…that person’s probably Nigel…ahem although I don’t know who you might have seen in the mechanism but hm…that person is truly unlucky…”

It’s a danger to be born with a beautiful face.

“Go to sleep now before you get to sleep for an eternity.”

“I’m sorry…”, to survive, I covered myself with my blanket and went to sleep.

And my consciousness faded away…

A pair of orange coloured eyes blinked slightly, they morphed from a beautiful orange to ruby. ‘The Prince who has a desire to ma.s.sacre a considerable amount of people’ smirked as if he found something funny.

“That’s true”

“…”

“Bedivere, you truly are unlucky.”

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“But what I can’t comprehend is Gil…for what reason would you drag someone…who’s…weak…I meant delicate like him into all this.”

When he was by himself, he’d thought of Nigel Gawain’s words.

Everything is a well thought out plan…

Ever since he met excalibur, he knew at that moment that the Sword of Kings would not accept him…

He curved his lips and laughed. He’d grown too old to curse fate. If it would not accept him, he only has to find someone else it can accept.

Someone who wields the power of light…that’s why Haref Lancelot was selected.

At the same time, a back up plan is needed: Gilbert Bedivere’s power to unseal. But from what he saw, Gilbert Bedivere has no interest in studying, has no interest in improving himself, he has no thirst for power…so, no matter how much you may try to teach him, if he’s not interested, you’ll just be wasting your time…

But it’s not like you can’t make him do something.

Excalibur’s mechanism will be like a bitter remedy to him…it won’t hurt to make Gilbert feel the ultimate despair and make him realise the fact that he needs power. Everything else will be easy after this…

However, because Gilbert can die easily, he had to clear everything out, every piece of mechanism had to be destroyed. He had to embed a transportation spell for his main plan involving Haref Lancelot.

Everything is a well thought out plan…

But what was beyond his control was that…

Within Excalibur’s mechanism, who he saw was Gilbert Bedivere.

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At a place, forgotten by others.

A golden sword floats atop a pool of water.

When something’s not of use anymore, they will discard it…

Such is the like of humans…

Golden mist glimmered before the sword changed it’s form into a human…a woman with golden locks sitting atop the pool of water. When she opened her sparkling blue eyes, she stared at what was before her, her expression unchanged…

At that place, a lone boy stood.

His hair white, his eyes were rainbow-coloured, his features, outstanding.

It made her feel nostalgia, so much that she smiled.

She has never met him before. Though, she may be familiar with those rainbow-coloured eyes but with time, she has forgotten many things. Yet, when he touched her, the blood within his body told her that he was a descendant of Lancelot…

She was only built for one person.

She was built to protect him, destroy his enemies and make him King.

But in this world, there is no one who carries his blood anymore.

The only ones left are those who use his name for their own needs and as the Sword of Kings, there is no way she could allow this. Another thing, if she had to accept someone as her master, apart from ‘Arthur Pendragon’s’ kin, she will only accept those from ‘Lancelot’.

“Speak your name, o human who carries the blood of Lancelot…”

A pair of rainbow-coloured eyes met her eyes, those eyes were empty. The boy uttered, “Will you give me power, power no one will able to surpa.s.s. Won’t you give me power to hunt any ‘prey’ down no matter how powerful they may be. Would you give it to me?”.

A smirk appeared on the boy’s face.

At that moment, he bursted out laughing.

He laughed at the world.

The world that deceived him…

The moment he picked up the golden sword, he knew what he was doing the whole time.

He looked at himself do things. He looked at himself as he was done things to. He looked around to find out what was happening but no one knew that he ‘knew’.

When he woke up, what he was given was not the truth but a bag full of lies…

He laughed…his laugh became louder and louder!

He extended his hand in front of the Holy Sword.

The moment he declared his name.

“My name is…Haref Lancelot.”

Was the same moment he swore to himself.

He will not go back to being an idiot again.

“Our bonds are complete…from now on…”

“We were born to hunt.”

His father’s words resounded within him.

As he saw the bond forming before him, he could feel an immense power surging into him.

“The Holy Sword, Excalibur, is now yours…my master.”

We were born to hunt, we were not born to be hunted…

And when we are hunted, what we need to do…

Is ‘hunt’ them back!

[ Tea time behind the curtains -Wait, wait, wait!!-]

Gilbert: “What’s this I hear of seeing me in the mechanism everyday!”

Gilbert: “Then that means…Salsal, you’ve been killing me everyday!”

Salsaal: “…Have you not noticed, I’ve been kinder to an idiot like you lately?”

Salsaal: “That’s because I get to kill you everyday so I’m in a better mood…”

Salsaal: “So even if you may behave like such an idiot, every time I think I’ll be able to kill you tonight, I become much more calm.”

Gilbert: “…”

Excalibur 

Ca.s.s Bedivere: “No matter how beautiful her human form amy be, but there’s no escape from that fact that she’s a thousand years old auntie.”

Excalibur: “…We have no interest in a child like you nor are we interested in the little Lancelot boy.”

Haref: “Same here, I have no interest in women.”

Excalibur/Ca.s.s: “!!”

From author’s Facebook post:

Day 9 -Guinevere Excalibur

Thoughts from Arthur Pendragon: “She’s a good sword although she may be too loyal at times.”

Thoughts from the evil witch of ancient times: “An annoying woman.”

Thoughts from the Lady of the lake: “I thought I made her as a man.”

Thoughts from the same s.e.x: “We don’t want to accept it, but she is extremely beautiful.”

Thoughts from the opposite s.e.x: “Beautiful! So G.o.ddam beautiful, we’re unable to take our eyes off her, plus she seems super delicate.”

She’s someone who’s got extremely high standards on facial features – even more than Salsaal. The ones she can accept are Haref ( who barely pa.s.sed ) and Nigel.

It makes people wonder, maybe in her time ( first generation ), Arthur and the knights of the round table must’ve all had exceedingly beautiful features.

Or else in her eyes, Arthur Pendragon might as well be the most handsome.