Os Cavaleiros no Grande Mundo das Séries Americanas

“Arthur, you shouldn’t have done that. Lancelot is a good man—he’s worthy of being called a knight! He even saved my life once! And he’s a noble!” The young squire Merlin grumbled as he helped the equally youthful Prince Arthur out of his armor. “You can’t just throw him into the stables. That’s work for servants!”

“Shut up, you fool! You’re just a servant. You have no right to decide who gets to be called a knight!” The young prince tossed his gauntlets onto the rack, impatience in his voice. Yet, after his outburst, Arthur hesitated and then, feigning indifference, offered a brief explanation for his harsh tone. “You’d best not let Father hear you say such things. He doesn’t like servants discussing matters that don’t concern them.”

But Merlin, indignant over his prince’s refusal to admit a worthy knight, paid no heed to Arthur’s scolding or his explanation. Truth be told, Merlin was something of an old hand at this. He had long since lost count of the times he’d angered Arthur’s father, the infamous King Uther. And yet, in a twist that baffled the court, the king—reputed as a tyrant—always forgave Merlin’s transgressions.

Of course, this wasn’t due to any special kindness, but rather because Merlin had a good teacher and a faithful friend. Thanks to their guidance, he always managed to weather the storm, escaping every crisis unscathed. This had emboldened him over time, so much so that he had even dared to forge proof of nobility.

“By the way, Merlin, which family did you say Lancelot was from?” At that moment, Arthur suddenly recalled Merlin