I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

Hua, who disappointed everyone the most, was still spoken out by the new king.

"I announce that I will marry Guinevere, the daughter of King Liao Dekuan, and Guinevere, the childhood sweetheart of the great magician Morgan, as my queen and concubine."

Artoria's dazed hair was swaying, she used the simplest and rudest way to end the farce of more than ten years.

Anyway, the ending is sure that Huang Jie will bear her hatred, so it is better to bear the hatred thoroughly, and she will not take her life if she is mad.

From the beginning to the end - the two are two existences with incompatible personalities and identities.

she...

Today is to marry the group leader.

—

the same moment.

The backyard of the palace is full of luxury and luxury.

A pair of lovers cuddle up on the bed.

It's just that Morgan suddenly convulsed, and his complexion became hideous and ugly for a moment, but then it melted away like running water, returning to gentle and charming.

She got bad news from the sword drawing scene, but... so what? ?

Focus on the present, she will not be ignorant of style.

Geng Yuan rolled her eyes, she was already lying flat, her body turned white.

It's not that I don't want to resist, it's that I really have no energy, and my back hurts.

The most important thing is that Morgan would lean close to his face every time, kiss him lightly and at the same time ask: "How is it, are you comfortable, Kite?"

"Okay, comfortable!"

The muscles reacted, and the person was almost drained.

But looking at Morgan, her eyes were warmer.

The charming and moist eyes are full of affection.

The skin is as white as lamb fat, as plump as a mountain of white snow and as soft as cotton wool.

"Give me a child, will you?" she murmured softly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her alluring face moved closer, her chest pushed up from time to time, charming and seductive, her blurred eyes were like a bottomless abyss, making it impossible to control her own emotions freed.

just...

"It's been many times today..."

Geng Yuan pouted, he realized that Morgan was really strong, outrageous in every aspect.

Physical fitness, mentality, and technical aspects are all comparable to her magic talent that can easily make puppet giants and spells.

It has only been a few months since she was young and didn't understand anything.

However, he couldn't seem to stop.

Because even if he had really practiced seriously in the past ten years, he still couldn't escape the magic lock ring that Morgan used to confine his feet and arms without using the soul-stealing Shura talent.

"Don't worry, I promise... soon." She murmured, with an unseen sadness on her face, and then re-entered the seductive style.

After the storm has passed.

Morgan, convulsed into convulsions, finally stopped her forward pace. She threw herself into her lover's arms, and her wet blond hair spread over his body like a warm quilt.

After the tenderness, Morgan gently snuggled into her lover's arms, which was one of the few places where she felt warm.

——It's just...after today..

Morgan's expression was filled with reluctance, jealousy, and taste.

More unwilling.

But she still managed to smile.

"Kite...I've thought about the name of our first child."

"Child??" Geng Yuan was stunned, and he looked at Morgan.

"You have??"

...

Morgan readily admits.

And, she leaned over her lover's shoulder, and said in a very serious tone: "Our first child...I hope he can save you..."

save? ?

Geng Yuan doesn't have Morgan's ability to drive the familiar, he doesn't know what happened at the scene of drawing the sword.

However, Morgan's soft call brought him back to reality.

"Call him Aggavin."

The slender beauty hugged her lover and curled up as much as possible.

Her voice was as soft as a kitten's small sound coming from the throat line.

"Don't... don't fall in love with Artoria, Tobi... I will let our children save you."

Morgan, this glamorous and enchanting beauty, is like a dying animal, hiding pitifully in his lover's arms.

She didn't want to accept this reality, but she had to.

Arturia's petition is now irresistible.

As the princess of Britain, as the true successor of Britain.

Morgan couldn't dismiss Arturia's outrageous demands.

She could only grit her teeth and watch Artoria take away her beloved thing.

especially now..

She recalled that sentence...

——Take good care of your beloved, otherwise it will be easily taken away by others.

The imperial girl in memory, the smiling expression is very clear in my mind;

The teasing that was thought to be pure revenge and mockery at the beginning was fulfilled at this moment.

This undoubtedly planted the last seed in Morgan's heart that overwhelmed her.

Since she was unable to become king, Geng Yuan was also clamped by Artoria.

That...

—Let our children become the legitimate kings of Britain.

Chapter 41. Morgan's plan

Dark night, thunder and thunder.

The patter of rain fell outside the silent nest.The moss that covered the rough path still glowed in the gloom—a barrier of perception.

The peerless beauty wearing a black veil woke up suddenly, and murmured in pain.

【—— Geng Yuan..】

She lifted the veil, and bitterness and hatred appeared on her beautiful face.

The stalwart chest rises and falls with the painful panting.

Artoria... it's all your fault.

The emerald green pupils are condensed with ferocious malice, which is the result of the overlapping resentments that have been pursued for thousands of years.

Has it been so long since he snatched Geng Yuan from Artoria and hid him in the snow, completely angering her? ?

Every child is betrayed.

Betrayed her, betrayed him.

Whether it was the child made with the JY that was saved from that time, or even the crystallization of love between the two, they all turned against each other and passed away...

She flicked her fingertips lightly, and the ink-like magic power appeared in the air, and the dark and ominous green glow enveloped the entire lair.

Behind Morgan's living room is a bottomless pit, a group of black shadows, which she began to reserve when she decided to subvert Britain and completely destroy the country that coexisted with her.

Only now...

She snapped her fingers, and a small, prism-shaped medicine bottle appeared in her hand.

Gentle touch, like nostalgic past, without any cold feeling.

She opened the bottle cap, and the intoxicating fragrance of magic flowers spread throughout the lair, echoing throughout the lair.

A green gleam, a poisonous potion—enough to forget time, forget everything.

If it weren't for the heavy thoughts in my heart when I poured it into my throat, I must have forgotten the original cause long ago.

【—Sure enough.. just forget it. 】

Morgan gritted his teeth, raised his head and wanted to drink it—the reluctance in his eyes had long been replaced by steel determination.

The elixir of forgetting emotion has also been poured for hundreds of years, and the period of effect of the medicine is long enough for her to continue her revenge and one day completely destroy the island of Britain.

only this time...

She paid attention to a faint link.

This is...

She was thrilled with joy, because in the present world, he should be the only one who can have a blood connection with her...

But, as a mortal, could he really live for so long?

Even if I live this long...

The daydream was wiped out by Morgan himself before it was over, and she couldn't help but coldly snort.

"Oh, it's that useless piece of Mordred."

No wonder the blood inheritance is so weak, because it is not the crystallization of her and his love, but just a part of her revenge plan, a natural tool.

In order to destroy Arthur, she deliberately used all the essence of Geng Yuan to conceive this last offspring, but she was also a white-eyed wolf.

Do you really think of yourself as Arthur's child?Just because he looks exactly like Artoria?

No eyes to see what my mother looks like? ?

Thinking of this, Morgan became angry: "Isn't your mother more beautiful than your fake father?? That childish bunch of hair, do you really think it is a symbol of the king??"

The angry witch covered her head, and the magic power gushing out from her fingertips had the effect of cooling and extinguishing the fire, reducing her anger.

Fortunately... Mordred took away the royal sister, who had been against her all her life.

Thinking about it, Morgan chuckled, but the heavy rain falling on the rocks did not cover her hearty laughter.

But she smiled and laughed, her eyes were sore, she bit her lower lip aggrieved, broke her teeth and swallowed into her stomach without crying.

Morgan is immortal, as long as the concept of Britain does not disappear, she will not die.

But now...

Where should she go? ?

Morgan didn't know, and she didn't dare to think.

She is a remnant of the old era, and there is no place for her in the new world.

The holy grail that can do all the impossible things is at best a majestic heart of magic power, can it really revive the dead...

It's impossible, no amount of magic power can bring back the soul, at most it's just fabricating a fake with close to 100 similarities - but what's the use of that? ?

The only thing she can do now is probably that one...

She's going to find Mordred to explain everything, to expose the lie she told back then.

That's right, this was the final revenge given to the child for not obeying her mother's orders honestly.

Presumably, Mordred's expression at the moment when he heard that he was not the son of Arthur would definitely make her who had never been happy for hundreds of years be ecstatic.

Even if Mordred returns to the Wheel of Suppression after his death, this matter will be known to the body in it.