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Chapter 83

I made my way over to Mordred after parting with Coulson, for the first time, getting a good look at just how she had been losing all that money.

She was at a poker table. Naturally. Leaning back in her chair like it was a throne, legs spread, sunglasses perched on her head like she’d forgotten they belonged on her face. A drink—something neon and probably too sweet—sat untouched beside her stack of chips.

“Raise,” she said confidently, tossing in a handful of chi...

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

We made it back to the casino safely, not that much could have honestly stopped us. But after enjoying a day in the sun, Modred had worked up quite the appetite, and while she had devoured about every bit of ice cream half a mile around our spot, it wasn’t enough.

Though before we left the beach, Mordred did take the chance to get some revenge on all the guys trying to hit on us.

Given that we would be leaving, and wouldn’t really need any of the stuff we boug...

Chapter 81

The beach is a wonderful and horrible place. Sun, salt, and sand. Those are the three words that best describe the place.

Sure, the roaring sounds of the ocean and the laughter of people having fun did bring a bit of a smile to people’s lips, but really, sun, salt, and sand.

Thankfully, I was smart enough to change in the same moment I stepped through the portal. I wouldn’t want to be on the beach wearing my suit, it wasn’t the place for such things.

Instead, I ...

Chapter 80

It didn’t take all that long before Mordred and I found ourselves sitting in the main restaurant. A place far finer than anywhere in our time. Velvet curtains, crystal glasses, fine, impossibly white linen tablecloths, and everything made with the finest woods.

I, with my fine suit, fit in well, though Mordred, with a more punk look, stood out like a sore thumb. The staff, however, didn’t bat an eye.

A waitress approached. Young, professional, with sleek dark hair tied ...

Chapter 79

The monitors glowed dimly in the dark-paneled room. A dozen camera feeds showed every inch of the casino floor, from the high-stakes lounge to the front lobby and every bar in between.

Victor Alvarez, the Floor Director, stood with arms folded behind his back, watching the main screen with narrowed eyes.

“There she is again,” murmured Serena, his assistant manager, as the suited blonde sat gracefully at the blackjack table—same posture, same expression as last night.<...

Chapter 78

The glass doors parted before us, and we stepped into another world.

Cool air washed over my skin like a balm—scented with cologne, expensive alcohol, and the faintest trace of ambition.

The lighting was low but dazzling, gold and crimson everywhere. The marble floor gleamed beneath our feet, and the chandeliers overhead sparkled like constellations brought down to earth.

Slot machines rang in the distance. Chips clinked. Laughter rose from crowded tables.

Thi...

Chapter 77

Mordred and I stepped through the gate, and with another tap on the TemPad, it closed. “Sure is warm here, isn’t it?” I couldn’t help but commend myself while putting the device in my pocket.

“Heh, I bet you wished you dressed more like me, don’t you?” Mordred said with a cocky grin on her face.

One I quickly wiped off.

“Sure, if you don’t mind, every man we come across starts drooling over me.”

Mordred could be rather protective of me. And a...

Chapter 76

I finished telling my knights the story of how I came into possession of the funny little device in my hand. “And that, is how I acquired it.”

Silence.

For one breath. Then two.

Then—

“You were attacked?” Gawain roared, surging to his feet so violently his chair scraped backward across the stone. “In Camelot? In your own tower?!”

“My King,” Bedivere said, breath catching in his throat. “You were alone?&nb...

Chapter 75

It made sense; this was, after all, the Marvel universe.

And while the TVA wasn’t the most prominent organization, it was a powerful one, that, if it were around, would for sure want to deal with me.

“I see,” I said aloud, my voice calm. “You’re from the TVA.”

My words seemed to break them out of their thoughts. They seemed surprised that I knew about them.

The one with the cracked gold visor tilted his head, just slightly. “That information is not...

Chapter 74

After a night of thinking and planning, I decided that there was no reason to put my plans off. I couldn’t foresee a time when I would have less work to do, not anytime soon, at least.

Which meant that either I put it off by years Or I might as well go now and get it dealt with. And honestly, sitting around on my throne all day was getting old real quick.

I had my knights gathered in the throne room by noon. Not an informal meeting like we sometimes had in the halls or ov...

Chapter 73

“One last thing? Very well, I might be able to finish all my work today as long as it isn’t too bad.” I lightly joked, or so I wished, I truly rarely was able to finish all my work in one day without working well into the night.

“The reopening of domestic coal mines has eased the burden in some regions. We now produce roughly thirty-seven percent of our national energy needs internally,” he reported. “However, the remainder still relies heavily on foreign oil and refi...

Chapter 72

The room was quiet, save for the gentle scratch of a quill against parchment. Stacks of documents lined the desk, each one demanding a signature, a seal, or a decision. The burden of the crown was not always glorious—most days, it was ink-stained and dull.

Agravain stood across from me, ever composed, a thick leather folder tucked beneath one arm.

“You may begin,” I said, not looking up from the letter I was finishing. “Start with the settlements.”

He nodded...

Chapter 71

Raven honestly didn’t know what to think. Once more, she had been shocked beyond belief by the knights of Camelot.

First was the sheer power they held. Then the fact that Mordred was a woman, then the fact that she didn’t seem to care about mutants at all.

Then, after finally meeting the famous King of Knights, King Arthur himself, she realized why his name was Arthuria, because he was a she.

Camelot truly was a magical place where nothing was as it seemed. Yet, a...

Chapter 70

“So let me get this straight, your shapeshifting isn’t due to magic, but instead an ability you were born with?”

“That’s correct.”

“And this ability only lets you shapeshift?”

“Yeah, only shapeshifting, well, I guess it also has extended my lifespan a bit.”

“And your true appearance is now that of some kind of strange fae, all due to something called a mutation, which gave you and others strange powers?”

“Yes, I know someone who c...

Chapter 69 (nice)

Since arriving in Albion, Raven had, on behalf of Erik and the entire brotherhood, carried out some tests, even having other mutants come over and risk themselves.

All to see what the current view on mutants is within the newest nation in the world.

Most of the tests involve exposing mutants, allowing them to showcase their powers or mutations in public. That required both some of the weaker mutants, whose mutations were easily viable, and more or less just cosmetic disabil...

Chapter 68

With the tournament coming to an end, even with the unexpected entry of Morgana Le Fay. It was now time to deal with just that.

While Mordred might have been able to deal with her easily enough, it was hardly a proper way of gauging the strength of a witch.

No, few were like Merlin, skilled in using a sword. And Mordred was hardly a simple opponent. No, Morgana was dangerous, that scent of blood, that foul darkness I felt from her. It was something even I had to pay attenti...

Chapter 67

As Mordred landed on the tournament grounds, the cheers of the crowd roared around her, a wave of anticipation and excitement surging through the stands.

Gawain stood across from her, resting his sword on his shoulder, his breath still steady despite the grueling battle he had just fought. His golden armor shimmered in the sunlight, his confidence unshaken.

Sir Blessed, as ever, was in his element, his voice rising to a fever pitch.

"AND NOW, THE FINAL BATTLE OF THE M...

Chapter 66

“AHHHRRRHHH! Cough gouch… Damn… Ahhh.” Inside a bright and stylish London apartment, a gruesome scene was set up in the bedroom. A pentagram drawn in blood lay on the floor, encircled by arcane runes, with strange objects positioned at each point of the star.

In the center was a stunning woman, her hair as dark as the abyss and her skin so pale that even a vampire would envy it.

She had been sitting still, without movement or sound, for hours, and now she suddenly a...

Chapter 65

The laughter didn’t come from Lancelot, not that I had expected him to laugh at his victory. He had never been the type to do something like that, and after his affair with Guinevere, well after all that, he was even less likely to do something like that.

Mordred would no doubt be pissed out if he did laugh, and a fight would break out.

Yet, neither was it Mordred who laughed. She might be a girl, but her laugh wasn’t very feminine this was, this was the laugh of a woma...

Chapter 64

The excitement in the air shifted instantly. The melee, the swordplay, the archery—they were all grand, but the joust was the true heart of the tournament. The test of both power and control, of honor and resilience.

Before I could say more, Blessed’s booming voice shattered the anticipation into sheer exhilaration.

"OH HO, YOU HEARD IT WELL, DEAR PEOPLE! THE KING CALLS FOR THE NOBLE JOUST, AND WHO ARE WE TO DENY SUCH A GLORIOUS DISPLAY OF MIGHT AND SKILL?!"

The g...

Chapter 63

I watched as Sir Lancelot stepped forward once more, his poise unshaken, his focus sharp. He breathed once, drew back his bow, and released—the arrow cutting through the wind as if guided by an unseen force before embedding itself dead center once more.

"BEHOLD! THE PARAGON OF CHIVALRY REMAINS UNMATCHED!"

One by one, the knights followed, each refusing to falter:

Sir Gawain, his shot landing perfectly as if blessed by the sun at its peak.

Sir Tristan, his arro...

Chapter 62

Camelot had everything it needed to host such a tournament, so after I made my way back to the castle, and informed Agravain of my intention, it didn’t take long before everything was ready.

It could have been even sooner, if I hadn’t wanted a few weeks of time for people to get tickets for the event. After all, it wouldn’t be fair if all my people didn’t have at least a chance to witness the festivities.

And now, everyone who wished to come and see it in person had...

Chapter 61

Heathrow Airport had once been the busiest in the world. Hundreds of thousands of people moved through it every day. It connected the world, yet now it was disconnected from it.

Where the thousands of people working there had once been busy day and night keeping the airport running, most of them just sat around bored as they had nothing to do. There just weren’t enough planes coming or going anymore.

It was just one of the many places that the change in regime had impacte...

Chapter 60

“And that concludes my report, Director.”

“Thank you, Agent Romanoff; for now, stay where you are and continue to gather information; I will contact you when I have further instructions; consider it a vacation.”

Fury ended the call and leaned back, letting out a sigh as he started massaging his temples.

The information Romanoff had brought back was groundbreaking and head-splitting.

The fact that King Arthur is a woman is valuable information. Operating ...

Chapter 59

“Natasha.”

…

“So, a pretty nice place you got here.” Natasha opened as they sat in Yalena’s home.

Yalena opened a bottle of wine. “Can’t offer you coffee, but I figured something a little stronger might not hurt.”

“I had heard that there wasn’t power in the city, but I guess I never thought about just how many things that limit.” Natasha commented as she accepted a glass.

“Yeah, I got hot water for a bath, but want a cup of tea or...

Chapter 58

My name is Liz Bain. Been living in Liverpool my whole life. I have seen a lot of things in my time, good and bad. Yet I had never expected to see this. A day when King Arthur himself returns from the dead?

Where magic knights slaughter the military like it's nothing. Where magic turns military bases to dust in seconds. The whole damn Government just disappearing and leaving the nation to one man.

First the city of Camelot appeared one night, and then we slowly were drip-fe...

Chapter 57

I couldn’t help but sign once again as I looked at the massive pile of paperwork still needing to be done.

Ever since I unleashed the holy light of Rhongomyniad, I had been swamped with work. Taking over a major nation and economy wasn’t easy. The sheer amount of work was staggering.

Then again, tens of thousands of people worked to keep Britain and the UK running, and now that had been reduced to Agravain and me.

While I would fight anyone to the death who claime...

Chapter 56

Standing atop the highest tower in Camelot, I watched the battle unfold. The full might of a military ground force was unleashed. And Mordred effortlessly withstood it all. While it wasn’t the entire might of the UK, it wasn’t far from the best this age had.

While the Marvel universe would have powers far beyond this in the future, right now, it wasn’t that different from the universe where Marvel was but a comic.

It wouldn’t be until after the events of the Avenger...

Chapter 55

One soldier, braver or more foolish than the rest, stood and fired point-blank. The bullet struck her shoulder plate, deflected harmlessly into the dirt. Before he could blink, Mordred was upon him.

Her sword cleaved through his rifle, the blade continuing through his torso with sickening ease. He fell without a sound.

The others scrambled backward, but Mordred spun, her cloak of red lightning whipping around her. She brought Clarent down in a vicious arc, splitting the san...

Chapter 54

One thing that was far more impressive than in my time was how fast the military moved. Back then, it would take days, even weeks, to move an army around. But now? It could be done in hours.

Over the past day and night, the British military and government had been very busy.

Once more, I was seated on my throne, my knights standing before me.

“Proud knights of Camelot!” My voice, strong and firm, filled the hall.

“Enemies stand at the gate, weapons aimed a...