Morgan’s Misunderstanding

“Lady Morgan, pardon the intrusion.”

After Arthur’s study session ended, Wisdom—who had been summoned—visited her chamber in Avalon.

He paused as he watched her at her organized desk, stamping documents from neatly stacked files. She glanced at him with her usual unreadable expression. She looked exactly the same as when she used to tutor him.

Always serious and strong—but with a fragile quality, like she might suddenly snap someday.

“Thank you for your hard work, Professor Wisdom. Please, have a seat.”

Morgan rang a bell after sealing a document. After a moment, a black-haired maid entered, serving tea to both Morgan and Wisdom.

Once the maid bowed and quietly exited, Morgan finally spoke.

“So, how was Prince Arthur?”

“He’s quite an interesting person. I tested him by criticizing the aristocratic system to see how he’d react, and he just scoffed. As you said, he seems to genuinely care about the commoners. And… to think he’d bring an orphan from the lower class into the castle…”

Wisdom answered with an admiring smile. Of course, he had deliberately introduced such a sensitive topic to gauge Arthur’s character.

Though Morgan had told him about Arthur, he had honestly found it hard to believe that a royal would hold views sympathetic to the commoners. That’s why he was so shocked by Arthur’s responses—treating commoners like actual people.

“Ufufu, I thought so. And how was his attitude during the lesson?”

“Well… he looked bored the entire time, which was a bit disheartening, but that’s likely just an act.”

“Oh? What makes you say that?”

“He’s pretending to be ignorant—letting that commoner child, Bedie, come up with answers and think things through. When I prompted him, he gave a response about the nation’s problems far beyond what I expected. A prideful noble would never behave like that.”

Of course, Arthur truly did find the lesson boring and only knew the answers thanks to the Good Deed Notebook. But Wisdom, believing Arthur to be a gifted man, saw everything through a flattering lens. Rumors are truly terrifying.

And there was one more person who misunderstood.

“Yes… he’s seriously trying to educate commoners. If it’s for Britannia, he wouldn’t hesitate to play the fool.”

Morgan answered proudly. Yes, she had heard Arthur’s true feelings—that his actions were just coincidences… accidents…

But honestly, she didn’t believe that at all.

And she couldn’t be blamed. By mere coincidence, you don’t save orphanages, expose corrupt subordinates, or defeat two of the Five Great Beasts.

And so, she came to a single conclusion: Arthur had told her to think for herself and act accordingly—even if he presented himself as a fool.

Indeed, if someone as great as Arthur were around, he alone could reform Britannia. But in case he ever became unable to act, he must have been telling her not to abandon critical thought.

And after today’s lesson, she was convinced. If he had the capacity to play the fool just to educate someone as bright as the commoner Bedie, then it all made sense.

“Ufufu, he said something like that when I was officially acknowledged as his fiancée. I know exactly what he meant, Prince Arthur.”

As his fiancée, she could use his name to push through more extreme measures. That must be what Arthur wanted—for her to stand beside him as his equal, Morgan thought.

Of course, she was completely mistaken. But there was no one here to correct her.

“You really do trust Lord Arthur, don’t you, Lady Morgan?”

“Well…”

Caught off guard by the question, Morgan blushed and stroked the multicolored ring he had given her. Seeing her like that—a version of her he never imagined—brought a smile to Wisdom’s face.

“You’ve found someone you truly trust. I never thought I’d see you make that kind of face.”

“Professor Wisdom… teasing someone your grandchild’s age seems a bit inappropriate, doesn’t it?”

“Fufufu, it seems Lord Arthur is far greater than I imagined. And quite popular, too.”

Morgan glared at Wisdom, but her usual expressionless face was flushed red and slightly sulky, robbing her of any intimidation.

Wisdom was grateful to Arthur—the one who had changed his former student, who used to have such a narrow and dangerous perspective.

If Lord Arthur can be her pillar, then she’ll be fine. In that case, I’ll do what I can.

He vowed to teach Arthur everything he knew—for the sake of Britannia’s future.

And so, Arthur’s reputation continued to rise… without him even knowing.