CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

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[You accepted the Green Knight's challenge. There was no duel, no fighting. The moment you accepted, the knight handed you his axe, then knelt before you, gesturing for you to behead him. Without hesitation, you swung the axe, and the knight's head fell to the ground, blood splattering on the floor. King Liao Dekuan watched this scene with a smile on his face, but the next second, his smile froze.]

The green knight, his head severed, stood up as if nothing had happened. He raised his severed head, which spoke to you, demanding that you come to his castle in three months. There, he would return the favor with an axe and cut off your head.

You have obtained a location clue—Green Castle.

Everyone present looked horrified. They couldn't understand how someone could survive having their head cut off. You were also somewhat taken aback, but not because the other person survived being beheaded; rather, it was because the agreed-upon time didn't meet your expectations.

With the departure of the Green Knight, King Liao Dekuan apologizes to you and promises to find clues to Avalon for you.

You didn't care about his apology and promises; it was all within your expectations. But you still decided to maximize your gains from this situation. You rejected him and instead made a new request.

You asked him to support Morgan as Queen of Camelot, and faced with your request, the guilty King Liao Dekuan agreed.

King Liao Dekuan joined the faction of "Supporters of the Claims of Morgan," and will act as an ally when the faction launches a claim war.

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With your agreement with King Rhodescan finalized, you and Artoria returned to your residence. Artoria remained furious about King Rhodescan's actions, but the deed was done, and she couldn't change what had happened. She decided to track down the Green Knight to find out who was behind him. She now suspected that this was a trap set by a witch.

You advised her to give up, but Artoria refused. She insisted on finding clues about the enemy for you, and you chose to indulge her. After all, in Britain today, unless she runs headlong into Vortigern, no one can threaten her safety.

You watched Artoria leave King Lyudmila's palace, deciding to take a nap and deal with everything tomorrow. However, just as you locked your door and were about to go to bed, there was a knock on it, and you had a bad feeling.

Even if God came today, I wouldn't open this door!

Quinn lay down on the bed, pretending not to hear the sound outside the door, and acted as if the person inside was asleep. However, less than two minutes after he lay down, the person outside realized that knocking would not get anyone to answer the door, and the sound of the lock being turned came from the door.

Quinn suddenly stood up, his eyes wide as he looked toward the door.

Why aren't you following the script? Where did you get the key?!

Realizing that the visitor had the key to the door, Quinn jumped out of bed and rushed towards the door, intending to slam it shut. However, the person outside had already opened the door first. The cold moonlight shone into the room, illuminating the visitor's face. Quinn's forward momentum suddenly stopped, and he began to retreat as if he had seen some extremely terrifying monster.

At that moment, Guinevere appeared at the door.

Wait! It's a honey trap!

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Artoria's Wrath (First Update)

[At midnight, Guinevere came to your room. The sight of this delicate beauty at night made your heart race and your mind wander. You did not stop her from entering your room. A beautiful, unmarried woman sharing a room with an outstanding knight who was already engaged—this development filled you with endless fantasies. You began to wonder why she had come here, and fantasized about what unspeakable things might happen between you.]

You're slandering me again!

Quinn was trembling with rage. Despite the sweltering heat, he was covered in cold sweat, his hands and feet were ice-cold. "Can't you ever stop this system? How are we players supposed to survive before you're satisfied? Can't you see that this is a planned and premeditated honey trap set up against me, a man who already has a fiancée?"

I'm afraid that if I dared to have any intimate contact with Guinevere, three big men would jump out from nowhere, point at me for violating a woman's wishes, and demand that I pay money and land in return.

Wait a minute, could this be a conspiracy by King Liao Dekuan? Allowing his daughter to come to a strange man's bedroom in the dead of night, is his intention to tear up the alliance treaty that was just agreed upon?

Quinn grew increasingly frightened and began to distance himself from Guinevere, who had just entered the room. He admitted that the princess was beautiful and alluring, a far more feminine male assassin than Artoria and Morgan. But in Quinn's eyes, she was no different from the strongest creature on Earth in the eyes of a mountaineer, or the most terrifying creature in the eyes of Bai Cinan.

This intense fear reached its peak when Guinevere entered and closed the door behind her.

“Ms. Guinevere, is it not very polite for you to visit a man’s room so late at night? If I remember correctly, you are not yet engaged. Please leave quickly, or it will be bad if someone sees you.”

The thought that getting entangled with this woman could cause all his hard work to be destroyed overnight prompted Quinn to quickly speak up. He admitted that he wanted to create a lot of unofficial history to get a ticket to Valhalla, but he didn't want to leave behind a legend in history that was even worse than Cao Cao's "one cannon kills three sages".

The rumor of the most expensive overnight stay in British history is so embarrassing that if someone were to go down in history books for it, they would probably never be able to hold their head up high again.

To avoid this situation from becoming a reality, Quinn said, "If you need anything from me, you can talk to me tomorrow."

“You are indeed a noble knight, Sir Quinn. Please do not worry about these things; no one knows I came to see you.”

However, upon seeing Quinn's statement, Guinevere not only did not choose to leave, but instead revealed an expression in her eyes that sent chills down Quinn's spine. She praised Quinn's actions, her joyful tone just like that of the knights who had traveled thousands of miles to Camelot because they admired Quinn's reputation.

“I have come here specifically to apologize to you. That green knight has long been a major concern for my father. He invited you to stay in the palace temporarily so that he would take your hand in eliminating the enemy. During this time, I have been trying to warn you and advise you to leave as soon as possible, but I have not been able to find an opportunity. Now that things have happened, I must come to apologize to you.” Guinevere explained her purpose.

Quinn was skeptical.

Just to apologize? Who are you trying to fool? If you really wanted to apologize, why did you come alone instead of your father, and why didn't anyone know you were there? You'd be a fool to believe that.

“I’ve heard the rumors about the Green Knight before, and that’s why I came here. You don’t need to apologize to me.” Quinn, who just wanted Guinevere to leave as soon as possible, directly denied the reason for her visit. “Please leave as soon as possible. It’s a small matter if my own reputation is damaged, but it is my fault if I cause damage to the reputation of an unmarried woman like you.”

Now that you no longer have this flimsy excuse of apologizing on behalf of your father, you can't just stay in my room anymore, can you?

However, Quinn underestimated the way women think. After hearing Quinn's words, Guinevere froze on the spot, silently watching Quinn, who was putting on a show of righteous indignation. She couldn't help but recall the banquet not long ago, where countless men cast admiring glances at her, but Quinn was different.

Now, I'm a woman visiting late at night, and the other party still maintains respect and social decorum—this is truly…

It's just to my taste.

Unlike Morgan and Artoria, Guinevere is a genuine medieval person whose values ​​and beliefs align with those of women of that era. Her living environment is no different from that of any other royal daughter. From birth, she knew her responsibilities as a royal child and that her ultimate goal in life was to marry a man who could bring benefits to her father and the kingdom.

An ordinary woman might lament her misfortune, but Guinevere was a very intelligent woman. She knew she could not refuse this responsibility, especially since she was enjoying the benefits of being a royal child.

She doesn't resist her predictable future; she only hopes to marry a good, outstanding man in the future.

Fortunately, her father, King Liao Dekuan, was not a fool. He did not easily use his beautiful daughter as a commodity to be married off to other kings. Instead, he chose to keep Guinevere hidden away, intending to use her as a trump card when he met an ally who suited his taste.

Therefore, Guinevere made a rare public appearance when Quinn arrived.

Guinevere herself was also aware that this was her own doing.

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Her father hoped to use her beauty to attract Quinn, a renowned legend. She herself did not resist her father's intentions. After all, Quinn's reputation and legend clearly matched the image of a good enough person that she imagined she would meet in the future.

However, reality differed slightly from her expectations.

In Guinevere's mind, no matter how perfect this renowned knight was, he was still just an ordinary human being. He would have the same flaws as any normal person, perhaps just better at hiding them. But now...

Are there really perfect people in this world?

As Guinevere watched Quinn try to get rid of her one after another, she felt that he was not just someone who met her criteria for a partner; he was practically perfect. Faced with a beautiful woman offering herself up, his first reaction wasn't to invite her to spend the night, but rather to worry about the negative impact it would have on her reputation...

Guinevere began to feel like a despicable and vile woman, and even felt jealous of Morgan. They were both princesses, so why was she so lucky?

No, Morgan is only engaged, not married. Why should I feel guilty?

As she pondered this, Guinevere suddenly realized the crucial issue: Quinn and Morgan's engagement had not yet been fulfilled; it was merely an agreement, not a marriage vow made before God. In other words, Quinn was not currently a married man. Since he wasn't a husband, it was perfectly reasonable for her to pursue him.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Guinevere felt as if she were being guided by God, and she felt more and more that Quinn was a perfect fit for her.

The two are not married yet, and Quinn is so loyal. Guinevere doesn't even dare to think about how loyal he will be to his wife after they get married... Hmm, thinking about it is a little exciting.

"Although you have forgiven my father's mistakes, how will the world view me if I, as a princess, cannot repay the kindness of the kingdom's benefactors? Sir Quinn, do you want me to be an ungrateful person?"

Guinevere was lost in thought, but ultimately, the desire deep within her led her to take action. She stepped forward, took Quinn's hand, and looked into his eyes with expectation.

Looking at Guinevere before you, you notice the adoring gaze this unmarried princess holds for you. Clearly, you are now Britain's heartthrob, your allure far surpassing that of Lancelot. Even the future Queen Camelot is captivated by your charm. You can sense that with just a slight gesture, Guinevere will offer you her most precious possessions.

The prompt in his ear and Guinevere's extremely proactive behavior silenced Quinn, and his brain almost crashed. He could almost see three CK3-style options appearing in front of him.

She is a beautiful and charming woman; she deserves everything I have (Guinevere became your soulmate)

This princess is an incredibly alluring flower; I wouldn't mind forming a long-term relationship with her. God will bless me (Guinevere has become your lover)

Guinevere is very charming; she gets what she wants, but I will not break my engagement with Morgan (this has already happened, including my affair with Guinevere).

Yes, every single one of them is a dead end.

Quinn had already imagined the possible futures that these choices might lead to. If he were really playing the real CK3, he would definitely not survive this ordeal. But fortunately, this was a simulation, and he had maximum freedom of action.

Spin around, my power! Watch me blast a path for you to survive!

Faced with the beautiful woman throwing herself at you, you fully embodied the spirit of Sigmar, forcefully pulling your hand away without hesitation. You warned Guinevere that you were engaged to Morgan and that you would never betray him by being involved with other women. You hoped she would respect herself.

You see the look of surprise and shock on Guinevere's face, followed by a kind of obsessive fervor. Your actions have completely captivated this woman. Guinevere, rejected by you, has not given up, but has formally issued a challenge to you.

Guinevere has decided to launch a scheme against you—Soulmate.

"You are indeed as noble as the rumors say. I know you are already engaged, and I also know you are not yet married. Since God has allowed me to meet you before your marriage, I am certain that this is an opportunity given to me by God. Please watch closely, and I will prove to you that I am the wife God has ordained for you."

Guinevere's words echoed in your ears. You had never met such a passionate and confident woman. However, how to deal with this woman who came to your room late at night to make advances was not your real concern, because your knight had already returned to your lodgings.

Before Quinn could recover from the simulator's prompts, the door that had been closed was suddenly kicked open from the outside. The loud noise startled the once quiet palace. Quinn instinctively looked at the door and saw a golden ahoge rush in from outside, like a lion whose territory had been invaded. It glared angrily at Guinevere, and the spear in its hand gleamed coldly.

The next moment, seeing Guinevere almost touching Quinn, Artoria was furious and thrust her spear right in front of Quinn while shouting.

"You shameless witch! How dare you plot against my lord! Die!"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Male or Female, Please Choose Your Hero (Second Update)

The moment Artoria kicked the door open, Quinn felt an unusual empathy for Lancelot, and a sudden surge of panic and fear welled up inside him.

Is this what it feels like to be caught cheating?

But when he heard Artoria's roar, that feeling vanished abruptly, replaced by a strong sense of relief.

Artoria, you've finally mastered the art! You know how to seize the moral high ground before taking action and keep the situation firmly in your own hands. I declare you're ready to graduate!

But then, seeing his newly-graduated prodigy, Artoria, brandish a gun and stab someone, intending to kill Guinevere on the spot, Quinn panicked. At that moment, what he saw was no longer a well-behaved student, Artoria, ready to put his double standards into practice, but a political assassination about to escalate from a personal grudge into a diplomatic incident.

Spare his life!

Seeing Artoria thrust her spear at him, Quinn was so frightened that he unleashed his fastest speed ever, tackling Guinevere to the ground. Before they even landed, a sharp gust of wind grazed their heads, blowing Quinn and Guinevere's hair into disarray.

Artoria was also startled by Quinn's sudden action and hurriedly raised the tip of her spear, barely managing to let the thrusting spear graz the back of Quinn's head instead of directly piercing his skull. Realizing that she had almost killed Quinn, she was stunned and stood there in shock.

Taking this opportunity, Quinn, enraged, slapped Guinevere's thigh to snap the equally terrified woman out of her daze. "Aren't you going to leave? Do you want your father to know about the absurd things you did today?"

Upon hearing Quinn's warning, Guinevere, who had just been saying she wanted to pursue him, suddenly realized what was happening. She hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran out of the room, afraid of being seen. Only after Guinevere had disappeared from sight did Artoria come to her senses. She picked up her gun and prepared to chase after her, her face full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to use Guinevere's skull as a bowl.

"Wait, Artoria, what are you doing?" Seeing that Artoria was still planning to chase after her, Quinn, who was still lying on the ground, hurriedly pounced over and grabbed Artoria's legs, who was still furious.

"Sir Quinn, please let me go! I'm going to kill that damned witch today!"

"That's not a witch, it's King Liao Dekuan."