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

Feeling the rather glaring gaze from the side, Alvin's brain started working at high speed.

Damn, why does this magic-condensed clothing of Tima look like she’s not wearing anything?

Bah! No, this isn't the time to think about this. Think about what to do now... Calm down. You're Britain's White Dragon. Strategies are no problem for you...

Alvin started brainstorming, and then slowly, he gave up thinking.

Only after Tiamat passionately expressed her love did she let go of Alvin.

At this time, the eyes of the two sisters had completely darkened.

Is Ti Ma really not naturally black... Alvin forced a smile and said, "This is a long story. Anyway, let's go back to the palace first, how about it?"

Perhaps because they saw that there was something else going on between Alvin and Tiamat, or perhaps simply because this was King Marco's manor, in the end, both of them agreed with Alvin's suggestion.

……

The black and gold carriage drove silently into the depths of the palace.

As a hospitable host, Artoria first had Tiamat and Ishtar settled, and then took Alvin into the King's Hall.

Morgan followed closely behind.

After Altria sat down in front of the main seat, she raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her.

"Tell me, what happened in the past few days?"

Morgan stared at him as well.

Why does it feel like this wave will be sent away if it's not handled properly... Alvin sighed softly and said, "This matter all started when Merlin sent me into the imaginary world..."

As he spoke, he gave a brief account of what had happened not long ago.

Of course, Alvin wisely chose to skip over some of the ambiguous moves with Tiamat.

After hearing the last part, Artoria couldn't help but fall into a brief contemplation.

"In other words... that woman just now was the spirit of the Mother Goddess of Creation, and was she the one who brought you out of the imaginary world?"

From this perspective, Tiamat can be considered Alvin's savior.

Morgan stretched out her right hand, and in her palm, 'black mud' quietly emerged.

Her enchanting eyes stared quietly at the 'black mud' in her palm, and she said quietly, "Not long ago, when Merlin teleported you to the imaginary world, a portion of the 'tide of chaos' fell into the banquet."

"I can sense that this thing can affect the will of others... and its power doesn't seem to be controllable."

"The Imaginary World is flooded with Chaos Tides. If what you just said is true... I'm afraid Tiamat won't be able to control it, and her body will continue to breed Chaos Tides."

"If her true form were to descend upon Britain, huh... then there would be something to watch."

There is a lot of meaning in the words.

The Mother Goddess of Creation, an existence of this magnitude is already a foul level for a time traveler.

Fortunately, she is in the imaginary world. If she appeared in Britain... I'm afraid the history of this world will collapse.

Alvin shook his head slightly, "She has no intention of disrupting world peace."

After all, if Tiamat really had this intention, she wouldn't need to seal herself at all. She could just release the seal and descend in her true form.

Altria gently closed her eyes.

Even she didn't expect that there would be a time traveler of this level in the British territory.

Fortunately, the other party has a relatively gentle personality... otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

While she was feeling relieved, the woman quickly remembered the intimate behavior Tiamat had shown Alvin just now, and she couldn't help but feel conflicted again.

Although she knew that the Mother Goddess of Creation would not fall in love easily, she probably had a good impression of Alvin because he was willing to take her out to play.

but--

When Artoria thought of the scene of Tiamat holding the boy just now, her heart was filled with complicated feelings.

"That goddess next to Tiamat just now seemed to be summoned by King Marco, right?"

At this moment, Morgan's voice suddenly rang out, "It's only been a few years since the White Dragon Campaign, but it seems these nobles still haven't learned their lesson."

Altria said calmly, "I will take care of this matter, don't worry, Sister Wang."

"That's good... I don't want him to die for this country again." Morgan said in a charming voice.

"Human greed will backfire on oneself and hurt others... As long as someone curbs this jealousy and greed, nothing will happen to him again." Altria stared at Morgan quietly.

This refers to the fact that Morgan launched a rebellion in order to snatch a man from his sister, and even caused the White Dragon Battle that shook Britain.

The moment he heard this, Morgan's hatred seemed to be ignited by Altria.

"You've earned my father's favor, the throne... and your own happiness. Someone like you, born with everything, has no right to dictate to me!"

Altria remained silent.

In Morgan's view, Altria seemed to have everything, but at first she had no interest in the throne at all and was even very resistant to it.

If possible, she would rather not have the throne.

But even if I tell Morgan this now, she will just think I'm showing off.

Morgan stood up and left the King's Hall without looking back.

Alvin didn't say anything, but just watched the scene silently, and then sighed in his heart.

It seems that it is not so much that there is too much hatred between Morgan and Altria, but rather that there is too deep a misunderstanding between the two sisters.

In addition, the mess left by old Bidenmerlin and the late King Uther is also the source of their mutual hatred.

Whether it's for the sister CG or for Britain, we have to do something...

……

The moon is like water.

The hazy curtains hung low, and a faint fragrance emanated from the depths of the bedroom.

Faintly, one can seem to see a graceful and attractive body lying on the snow-white and soft bed.

Morgan le Fay.

Thinking back to what Altria said today, the woman's heart twitched slightly and her heart twisted.

Of course her good sister couldn't understand her... because she was born with everything.

King Uther and Merlin had paved the way for Altria long before she was born.

The red dragon's genes, the sword in the stone, the throne... and the lover.

Everything has been possessed since birth, so Artoria naturally cannot understand how someone who strives for something through his own efforts but fails again and again feels.

It is clear that she doesn't want anything now, and can even let go of the hatred she once had for revenge against Britain... She only wants him, as long as he can always be by her side.

But even such a small wish can never be realized.

If Morgan wanted today, with the power of the 'Lord of the Island', she could easily take Alvin away.

But she didn't want to do that.

Because what she wanted was not just an empty shell.

If Alvin didn't choose her...Morgan Le Fay's pride wouldn't allow her to force Alvin.

He appears strong and arrogant, longing for love from others, but at the same time he is cautious and always worried about losing it... This is Morgan le Fay.

But now, she felt a little tired.

"What should I do..."

The woman slowly opened her charming blue eyes and looked at the ceiling.

After a long time, I couldn't help but recall the boy's figure in my mind.

Then slowly, a hint of emotion shone in her beautiful eyes, and her delicate and beautiful cheeks were flushed with an intoxicating blush.

The slender white fingertips slowly moved down along the proud chest.

"Alvin...Alvin..."

She gently called the boy's name from her red lips, and her toes unconsciously tensed under her skirt.

At this moment, someone suddenly hugged Morgan tightly from behind.

"Morgan..." followed by the boy's soft call.

Morgan's previous movement froze abruptly, and his whole body was stunned for a moment.

"Alvin? How could you…"

Alvin smiled and said, "I saw you weren't in a good mood just now, so I came to see you... but it seems like I came at a bad time?"

As he spoke, he looked down at the woman in his arms and her slightly messy dress.

"..."

The atmosphere was a little weird.

After a brief silence, Morgan finally realized something and quickly withdrew his hand. However, a blush still remained on his face. He pretended to be indifferent and said, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go find Lily?"

Alvin couldn't help but smile at the woman's appearance and said, "Morgan... I like you."

"..."

"..."

There was another long silence.

Morgan had her back to Alvin, her fair and delicate face flushed as if she were drunk. She opened her mouth slightly, but could not hide the helplessness in her eyes.

“Eh, eh…?”

Chapter 71 Sister and younger sister, I want them all!

There was no sound in the bedroom.