After unlocking all CGs, a Type-Moon girlfriend comes knocking.

However, their personalities were at two extremes... At least, Artoria couldn't say anything particularly vicious.

But Morgan is different... As a 'genius' with a stunning appearance, she is arrogant in her bones.

And Morgan doesn't hide this arrogance.

Of course, although she is a bit sharp-tongued, the time spent with her is indeed very wonderful.

There was a hint of nostalgia and emotion in Alvin's eyes.

"It seems like it was a really wonderful time, so much so that I still think of her whenever I'm around?"

Until the sweet voice of Altria sounded, breaking the nostalgia and warmth of the past.

"It's a wonderful experience, right? Secretly kissing your girlfriend's sister while you already have a girlfriend..."

Altria tilted her head slightly and smiled: "This kind of immoral feeling is very exciting, Alvin."

She had a gentle smile on her face, and her clear, beautiful eyes gazed at him gently, but at this moment, Alvin felt a little sweaty.

To be fair, if he were given another chance, he probably still wouldn't be able to control his feelings.

After all, that's Morgan le Fay... Isn't the purpose of life to be with the Queen?!

She personally seduced someone, and I think most people couldn't resist such temptation.

Fortunately, Artoria didn't dwell on this topic any further. Or rather, before she could delve deeper, Alvin sighed and changed the subject:

"Lily, do you remember when your relationship with Sister Wang started to deteriorate?"

Altria was slightly startled, and then quickly fell into a brief recollection.

After a while, her eyes showed a hint of nostalgia, and she whispered, "It probably started when I pulled out the sword from the stone and confirmed my claim to inherit my father's throne."

In the beginning, Morgan le Fay was an innocent noble girl... It was from the day when Altria became king that Morgan le Fay began to turn evil.

Now that she thought about it, Morgan le Fay had really caused her a lot of trouble back then... Even during the White Dragon Battle, if Alvin hadn't volunteered to die, she might have been the one dead now.

Thinking of this, Artoria's gaze returned to the young man again, and she suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why did you help me then?"

Altria still clearly remembered that the night before the 'White Dragon Battle', she took the potion brewed by Morgan le Fay without any precautions. Coupled with the special power of 'Fate Contract EX'... It can be said that it was an absolute death situation.

At that time, Alvin only needed to lead the Saxons into the palace and then use the special power of the Destiny Contract to restrict her actions... the throne of King Arthur might really have changed hands.

And Morgan le Fay will finally become the 'Princess' as she wishes.

Faced with the throne and beauty that were within his reach... he chose another path to death.

Even now, Altria is still extremely troubled by this problem.

Or perhaps it wasn't a concern, she already knew the answer in her heart, she just wanted to hear the boy's answer in person.

"Do I need a reason to like someone?"

Then, she heard the answer she had been thinking about.

Altria was stunned for a moment, then looked away uncomfortably.

"That kind of talk to coax a little girl is useless to me..."

Then, she spoke in the calmest possible tone.

Even though she said this, there was a faint blush on that noble and beautiful face.

It seems that the only thing that is hard about Lily is her mouth... Alvin thought to himself.

At this moment, Altria suddenly whispered, "Don't you regret it? That's the king's throne."

"There's nothing to regret. I'm not interested in that position." Alvin said frankly.

Not everyone is interested in power...at least, Alvin has no interest in those so-called people in power.

However, whether she said something wrong or what, Altria suddenly pressed the boy's shoulders, changed from the original position of being pushed down to the main attacking position, and sat astride Alvin.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you."

As if noticing Alvin's astonishment, Artoria smiled and said, "Sister Wang was once hailed as the most beautiful woman in the empire by the nobles. Not only men, but even women were obsessed with her."

"I was just asking out of curiosity."

I don’t believe you at all…Alvin was filled with the desire to complain.

His intuition told him that if any of the options just now had gone wrong, they would have been ruined by now.

Altria said softly, "But now that I think about it, I am indeed quite greedy."

Even though she had become King Arthur and had clearly seen what the princess had thought of him, she still kept Alvin by her side.

She had everything at the beginning, while Morgan le Fay only had her magic workshop.

"Greedy for what...?"

At this moment, Alvin's voice brought Altria back to reality from her thoughts.

Altria looked down at the boy tenderly, and suddenly whispered, "If I were given another chance, I might give up the option of pulling out the sword from the stone."

"But it's too late now."

It's not for the king's power, but because everyone has paid a lot along the way. Now she is not only carrying the expectations of the empire, but also the expectations of those people in the palace.

"I don't intend for you to give up the throne."

Alvin smiled and said, "If you give up the throne now, the empire will be in chaos."

Altria was silent for a moment, then put one hand on the sofa behind the boy and slowly lowered her head.

The long golden hair fell down softly, and a gentle smile soon appeared on the breathtakingly beautiful face.

dong dong.

Watching the blonde woman getting closer and closer to him, Alvin's heartbeat gradually quickened, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at this noble and beautiful face.

Full of moist breath and slightly parted red lips.

The two people's breath fell gently on each other's faces, and the room seemed to be filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

At last, she gently kissed the boy on the lips.

Lips and teeth touched, breathing became rapid.

The wonderful touch made Alvin's brain seem to go blank for a moment.

But before he could fully appreciate the feeling, Altria had already let him go.

"Feel sorry……"

Then, a low voice sounded in my ears.

"Why are you apologizing...?" Alvin asked subconsciously.

"At this point, I can no longer give up my position as king." Artoria said softly.

"I know--"

Before she finished speaking, she continued, "But I don't want to give up on you either."

In Alvin's moment of daze, she tilted her head slightly and stared into the boy's eyes.

"I'm so sorry for being so greedy."

Alvin was stunned for a long moment, looking at the woman's gentle eyes, her messy hair casually draped over her fair skin, and her bright red lips adding a touch of indescribable charm to her cold face.

For some reason, the boy's heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Alvin suddenly reached out and pressed Altria's shoulders, then under her astonished gaze, he gently pushed the graceful and noble queen down on the sofa.

"Alvin, you—"

Altria opened her eyes, but before she could finish her words, the boy kissed her soft red lips.

The woman's body stiffened at first, then slowly relaxed.

The air was filled with an extremely ambiguous atmosphere, and until the end, the only sound could be heard as they kissed each other.

……

Afternoon, Camelot Empire.

Located in a quiet magic workshop.

Morgan le Fay lay lazily on the couch, playing with the potion he had just prepared in his hand, his eyes casually glancing at the magic mirror not far away.

Although her face was covered with a thin black veil, it was not difficult to tell what a beautiful woman she was just by looking at her graceful figure.

She was wearing a court gown with luxuriously embroidered patterns on the chest and sleeves, and her chin was supported by an arm as white as snow.

The slender and well-proportioned legs are hidden in the black stockings, slightly highlighting the snow-white skin of the thighs.

She has a graceful figure and a noble and elegant temperament.

The witch's toes were hooked on a white high-heeled shoe, intentionally or unintentionally, and she was swinging it as if nothing had happened.

"It's really fun."

As if remembering something, Morgan le Fay's lips quickly curled up into an alluring arc.

Morgan le Fay had actually come into contact with this group of time travelers.

Except for a few time travelers, most of the others are magicians, but their magic is only of very low quality.

Compared to the magicians of the Age of Gods, or rather, compared to this witch, most magic in the modern world can only be described as 'inferior'.

However, it was just such a group of inferior magicians who had destroyed her greatest work of art not long ago.

The Silver Knight, that was her 'doll' mixed with the blood of the White Dragon...

Anyone who can destroy the Silver Knight must at least be one of the top traversers.

In fact, Morgan le Fay was not angry, but on the contrary, she now had some interest in this person.

I don't know how Gareth is doing.

thump...