Chapter 217

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Shirou's proposal to establish contact with the Dead Apostles in the central region was met with opposition from everyone. This was not surprising, as Dead Apostles, like magical beasts, are considered enemies of humanity.

While magical beasts feed on human flesh, Dead Apostles survive by consuming human blood. Ultimately, both are predators who view humans as nothing more than a source of food, and thus they pose a threat to humanity.

"How can we recruit inhuman monsters?" Merlin sighed before continuing, "My King, I understand your point, but we must also face the reality. Dead Apostles are considered enemies of humanity. Furthermore, we must not forget that the vessel of the Crimson Moon is among them. Are you not afraid of the Crimson Moon?"

"Crimson Moon is nothing."

Merlin was taken aback by his response.

He scrutinized Shirou's face, which was no longer childish but had developed strong, sharp lines. His eyes were bright and firm, completely different from the boy who had a soft personality and just wanted to go home two years ago.

Merlin let out a sigh. The soft, sunny boy from his memories had completely disappeared, replaced by a determined and dignified king. He couldn't help but wonder what had caused this transformation.

The answer was clear. It was through suffering that the boy's softness had been erased, but it also forged the strength and resilience of a true king.

"Brother...no, Arthur...Ahhh! Anyway, my King, you cannot go to the central region. It is the territory of the Dead Apostles, and if you fall into their hands, Camelot will be doomed!" Morgan warned.

Shirou interrupted her and asked, "Have you completed all your tasks for today?"

"Well..." she hesitated for a moment.

"Come here," he gestured with his hand, beckoning her to approach him.

She hesitated for a moment before leaning in closer to him.

He then reached out and gently flicked her forehead before saying, "Go ahead and do your own thing."

Morgan: "..."

She covered her forehead and shot him an angry glare. "How dare you treat me like a child? How dare you treat Morgan like a child!" she gritted her teeth and continued, "I don't care about you anymore!"

She stomped her foot heavily and left the room in a fit of anger.

After a while, she returned and threw a defensive Mystic Code at Shirou, looking embarrassed. "Do whatever you want!" she said before quickly leaving again.

Despite the others' attempts to persuade him, Shirou merely glanced at them before saying, "Just do your own thing."

The others let out a sigh and fell silent, realizing that they can't change the King's decision.

While this was admirable in some ways, it also had its downsides. On one hand, nothing could break the King's resolve. On the other hand, once the King had set his sights on a goal, he would not be influenced by the opinions of others.

Before departing, Shirou made sure that all necessary preparations were in place.

He helped Guinevere to secure the position of governor, which was his way of nurturing her. Despite her exceptional intelligence, she was often plagued by weakness and timidity, often trembling in fear at even the slightest hint of trouble. This was completely at odds with her intellect, and he hoped that the responsibility of the governorship would help her to grow and develop her confidence.

He felt that the only way to help Guinevere develop her confidence was to push her forward, even if it meant holding a metaphorical knife to her back.

Regardless of her thoughts or feelings towards him, whether she resented or hated him, he was willing to take that risk and push her forward, knowing that it was ultimately for her own good.

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