It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 44: Tear apart!
"Ahem, this is Miss Medea, a Greek witch from the Age of Gods. She is also an extremely skilled magician..."

Xia Zhi coughed twice at the right time to clear his throat, and continued to introduce the witch lady next to him in a leisurely tone. His tone seemed very natural, as if he was oblivious to the atmosphere around him that had quietly solidified and become subtle.

——It is necessary to play dumb.

——Since it hasn’t been revealed before, just pretend that you don’t know that Vivian is really Morgan and has a bad relationship with King Arthur.

This is also to prevent Vivian from getting angry. After all, bringing Altria back without knowing the truth and insisting on bringing her back knowingly are two completely different things.

Therefore, he needs a disclaimer to deal with the current situation...

However, he couldn't just say it out loud about the fact that he was not aware of, as that would be an attempt to cover up his own guilt.

The best disclaimer is to not mention this aspect at all and pretend to know nothing. As an experienced person who has maxed out many messy skills, he is also a master at pretending to be confused in this regard.

There is actually another one!
Medea took a deep breath, turned her gaze away from Vivian opposite her, and looked at Altria next to her with interest.

"Hello, please give me your guidance in the future."

She said this with a polite smile on her face, while quietly keeping a distance from her Master.

This subtle atmosphere is definitely not a good thing -

The silence at the moment has a kind of calm before the storm.

In order to avoid being splattered with blood later, Miss Witch thought it would be better for her to keep a distance. This was the way to protect herself. She just needed to concentrate on eating the melon and avoid getting accidentally injured.

This was not a question of loyalty or disloyalty, it was not applicable in this situation. Not to mention that she had just been summoned not long ago, the situation she was facing now was more like a quarrel between sisters that was about to break out, and it obviously had nothing to do with the battlefield, the enemy, etc...

——As to whether it is a family affair or a family shame, that remains to be discussed.

"This is Index, the manager of 103,000 magic books of the British Puritan Church. She is currently the knowledge consultant and magic teacher of the team..."

"This is Tetrot, a fairy from the Wing Clan. She is a great visual color master and currently the professional tailor of the team..."

Xia Zhi's smile was very bright. Relying on his strong psychological quality, he continued to introduce other people in the team without changing his expression. It seemed as if he could not read the air at all and was not affected by the strange atmosphere at all.

After introducing Index and Tetrot, he paused for a moment and turned his gaze towards Vivian: "And this one is the one I just told you about. Her name is--"

"Morgan." A cold voice came, interrupting Xia Zhi's unfinished introduction.

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emmmmmm...Xia Zhi couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. The girl's performance seemed to be different from what he expected. Her reaction was a little too intense.

But her estimate shouldn't have been so far off. There was really no reason for her to be that Morgan.

Even though she somehow possessed the relevant information, those were not her personal experiences after all... In Xia Zhi's expectation, Altria's appearance might make her feel dissatisfied, but it would not arouse such a strong backlash.

So the question is, what exactly caused her to burst out with almost tangible hostility when facing King Arthur, who had no reason to be hostile?
The depressing low pressure was like a precursor to a storm, making people feel suffocated.

He intuitively felt that there must be some hidden story, but he had no way to explore it at the moment because Vivian and Altria were already confronting each other, and the tense atmosphere was about to break out.

Vivian's expression was cold. She stared straight at Altria opposite her in an attitude that could not be ignored, and announced again: "I am Morgan, Morgan Le Fay, do you hear me clearly, Altria?"

"Morgan... it's you!! How, how is this possible! This is impossible!"

Altria was still in doubt at first. At that moment, she didn't know how many possibilities she had in her mind. She even wondered if this was another self from a parallel universe, otherwise how could they be so similar.

Same appearance, same figure...

Same dilemma, same responsibility...

Everything overlapped like a mirror, making her almost believe that the other person was another "herself" in this world.

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, it was ruthlessly shattered by the blonde girl in front of him who looked like his own reflection.

The name that came out of the other person's mouth seemed to turn into a heavy entity in an instant, pausing briefly in the sky, and then smashing down fiercely! It hit her head hard! It made her see stars! !

Morgan Le Fay!!
It turned out to be this name that I hate so much!!
"What's impossible about this? Look at me, Altria. I'm standing right in front of you. How are you going to deny it? Or are you too scared to admit it?!"

Vivian said coldly, her eyes flashing with unusual determination and hostility, as if at this moment, when facing Altria, the usually gentle and quiet girl had turned into another personality.

"You...you...it's really you..."

In Altria's wide eyes, she reflected the cold face opposite her, which was exactly the same as hers.

She finally understood, and her intuition clearly confirmed this ironclad fact, so she didn't know whether it was out of excitement or anger, but her voice trembled, as if she was trying her best to suppress a huge wave of emotions.

"...Morgan...you bastard...you bastard..."

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"You are such a weakling that you can't even speak a word. Were you born just to belittle me and to prove Britain's misfortune?"

Vivian waited for a while with an indifferent expression before she asked impatiently and coldly. Her voice echoed in the air, and the emotions contained in it were as violent as a storm, shrouding the entire space in a depressing and intense atmosphere.

"It's unimaginable that Britain would be handed over to someone like you, and you would lose it! This is simply a huge joke!"

Every word is like a sharp icicle, piercing my heart.

Facing Morgan's accusations, Altria was already struggling to suppress her anger, but her uncontrollable anger was pushed to the brink of exploding! She was almost shaking with anger!!
How dare Morgan say such unreasonable words!

How could she say such a thing——!!

As mentioned before, Artoria is not a complete Heroic Spirit. Strictly speaking, she is still alive. She has even just experienced the Battle of Camlan. Her real body is still on the dusk battlefield where the Knighthood is withering...

On that mountain of corpses where all enemies and friends had been killed and only a handful of people were left alive.

Even not long ago -

On the bloody hill of Camlann—

This young girl king who was chosen by the Holy Sword, entrusted with the Holy Spear and carrying the future of Britain on her shoulders, was looking down at the end of Britain before her death and burst into tears.

It was precisely because she could not accept such an ending that she made such a decision. The primate's inhibitory power hoped to use her as a tool after her death, so it signed a contract with her and provided her with the opportunity to find the Holy Grail.

As long as this goal is not achieved, Altria will not breathe her last.

At the moment before her death, she would be "summoned" to different eras again and again...

And he didn’t hesitate to go to such a length——"How dare you say that! How dare you say that——! Whose fault do you think this is!!"

Emotions are like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time, erupting suddenly at this moment, unstoppable!
Altria showed a mixture of anger and sadness, and like an angry lion, she suddenly drew out the holy sword: "If it weren't for you! If it weren't for you, Morgan, how could Britain... how could it be--!!"

The intermittent words, but the surging emotions seemed to tear the sadness and anger from the listener's chest until they could no longer speak.

"In short!! This is absolutely, absolutely unforgivable...!"

At this moment, the little lion's eyes turned completely red as his teeth were almost broken.

At the same time, a terrifying aura of magic rose from her body, and the magic released directly operated at super power, instantly enhancing her strength like an overloaded engine.

Because she hated the destruction of Britain so much, Artoria was even extreme enough to voluntarily fall into an endless cycle of reincarnation from which she could never be redeemed.

So now that she suddenly saw the culprit who was at least half responsible appear before her, how could she not have any emotions at all?

"Hateful red dragon... I will never forgive you! Although this is a conspiracy of Uther and Merlin, I have wanted to crush you for a long time!!" Vivian was not overwhelmed by Altria's momentum at all, and she took a step forward.

She declared with gritted teeth as well, and without hesitation, she tightly grasped her Staff of Choice, the magic power around her exuding a dangerous aura.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

In Altria's eyes, the presence of Morgan le Fay aroused irrepressible hostility, but the feeling was undoubtedly mutual.

In the name of Morgan le Fay, she must defeat Altria, who was obviously from the world of pan-human history and sat on the throne of Camelot and was chosen to be the King of Britain! !

"Um, please calm down--"

Xia Zhi sighed and took a few steps forward.

This development cannot be said to be incompatible with one's own plan, but it can also be said to be going in the opposite direction.

In his expectation, the meeting between the two might not be too pleasant, but they should not overreact either. Vivian's hidden identity would not be a problem. After all, this world was not a normal world, and this Britain was not a normal Britain.

After all, if it wasn't for his summons, even King Arthur wouldn't appear.

Under this premise, even if Vivian is the Morgan of this world, there is no reason for her to have a bad relationship with the non-existent King Arthur...

As for Altria, it was easier to deal with. With his previous foreshadowing and guidance, when she saw a girl who looked exactly like herself, she would inevitably bring her own experiences and emotions into the other person, and she didn't know Vivian's hidden identity...

Under such circumstances, it was difficult for the Knight King not to fulfill his duties conscientiously and burst out with 120% enthusiasm and motivation to assist Vivian.

however--

After all, this was just the idealized development he had expected. Even though there was nothing wrong with it overall, the premise was wrong.

This obviously shouldn't have happened. Even history has no factual basis for it to happen. Even King Arthur was King Arthur summoned from another world... But Vivian seemed to have inherited that relationship and directly revealed her identity.

The result is now like this...

The elder sister hates the younger sister, and the younger sister also hates the elder sister. The two are like water and fire, and they are irreconcilable as soon as they meet.

"Get out of the way! This is a matter between me and her! Or are you going to protect her?"

Seeing that Xia Zhi wanted to intervene, Vivian immediately showed an angry expression, and a tangible black aura emanated from her body. She had already decided to make the stupid Altria feel some pain this night.

How can we stop this guy!!
What's more, I haven't even settled my accounts with this guy yet!!
"Master, I'm sorry that I can't agree to your previous request...only this guy..." Altria also gritted her teeth and smiled. It was a transparent and tragic smile that only warriors who had experienced life and death could understand.

"Only this guy! There is absolutely no way I will forgive her!!"

The moment he finished speaking, as if to show his determination—

The burst of magic power stirred up a whirlpool-like torrent in the air. The magic power materialized and wrapped around the petite body of the swordsman girl, transforming into a set of silver armor and gauntlets. The Knight King, holding the holy sword tightly in both hands, entered a combat state in an instant.

It seemed like a natural thing to happen. The tension between the two was already on the verge of breaking out, and at this moment, they finally entered into the battle phase.

And they directly skipped the stage of tentative confrontation and entered a white-hot stage in an instant.

The wind hums.

Thunder tore the sky apart and raging waves shattered the earth.

The bursting magic power, the torrent of heat, the air pressure caused by the swinging of the holy sword, the glow of the Staff of Selection...all of these mixed together in an instant, and then all exploded, sweeping across the entire camp in an instant.

"There should be a bottom line even if it's impossible! I won't forgive you! Don't make a mistake! Altria..."

"How dare you do this to me, to Camelot...Morgan!"

“Beg for forgiveness at my feet. The holy sword is only this good…!”

"If that's all you can do! Your complacency will end here..."

Just from the surface, it sounds like two girls fighting each other, but looking at their ruthless fight, you will understand that this is definitely not a joke.

Although there was no hysterical madness in those tones, there was a complex hatred of gnashing teeth.

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"Miscalculation..."

Xia Zhi stepped away, holding Index in his hand, and looked seriously at the camp in the distance that seemed to be ravaged by a storm. He pressed his forehead with his other hand as if in pain and sighed deeply.

It's impossible to stop them at all. The grudges between these two people are definitely not something that can be resolved by sitting down and doing it.

There is no way their boiling emotions will cool down unless they have a fight and vent them.

Medea said nothing, but just watched everything with a smile.

Tetrot was thinking hard, feeling that the situation was very complicated. Until now, she still couldn't figure out what was going on, what was the situation between Vivian and that girl, and why their relationship was so bad.

"It's all you! It's all your fault! If you hadn't sent your child to plot against me..." Altria's voice came from afar, gritting her teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't have a child!" Vivian said angrily, interrupting the other party and subconsciously taking a quick look outside the battlefield.

"You still don't admit it! Morgan, do you dare not admit it?!"

"you--!!"

(End of this chapter)