Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Well, could it be that we have known each other for a long time? Correspondingly, you should also remember to owe me a favor. "

Melly couldn't breathe out.

It's a really subtle feeling.

Obviously, it is something that does not benefit her, but she can help Moran, and she will feel happy in her heart.

In my lifetime, it has never been so strange.

Even though it is a momentary feeling, it is a borrowed emotion that will soon burn. However, she now wanted to grant Moran's request to take care of the newly born Realm Dragon.

"Of course, I'm not going to break the contract. "

Morando probably knew about Melly's reason.

She wasn't a creature that could hold feelings in the first place, and the dream demon didn't give birth to this ability to be emotional.

In the week, Melly can't even have it.

Even if the second week has a strong sense of déjà vu, all that can be seen is the residue of burnout.

Clear memories can't be preserved.

All that can be seen is a fragmentary impression.

"I said, is it possible, we have already met? If I have seen a beautiful man like you, I have the confidence to never forget it, but I can't remember it at all, this is too weird!"

Melly herself couldn't help but complain.

Mo Lan couldn't help but laugh.

"Maybe we've met somewhere, 773, but you don't know me now. Even if it's not too late to get to know each other now, my name is Moran, and my identity is as you can see. It is a flesh-receiving spirit born from the dragon factor in the Albion Spirit Cave. "

"Moran....."

Melly repeated as if she were sure.

The tone of this pronunciation made her feel very special.

I want to spit out of my mouth repeatedly.

At this moment, what does it feel like my heart fluttering?

This unknown emotion was suppressed by Melly for the time being, and she felt that she couldn't continue to be strange.

I have long forgotten the idea of being here.

She simply wanted to have fun, but it turned out to be like this because of her unidentified feelings.

Now, there's a lot of trouble.

It's not like you at all like you want and don't like trouble.

[Melly takes Melusin from you]

[Then, she waved her wand helplessly]

[Since it was promised once, she, the great magician, would not regret it. Therefore, he will keep his agreement with you and take good care of this weak realm dragon.]

【Dancing with the fragrant petals】

[You watched Melly leave with Melusin in front of you, and waited until the aura completely dissipated before moving away]

[Subsequently, there is only one place you go to]

[——That's Yantajer]

[Counting the number of simulated visits for the first time, you don't know how many times you have come to this city]

[The last time in memory]

[That's still the key to saying goodbye to myself and Morgan, that is, the biggest regret left over from the last simulation]

[This time, you have to solve it]

[Stepping into the castle with such a resolute attitude]

[Sure enough, you met that one here, the lonely witch you've been thinking about for a long time]

[However, the opening did not go very well]

"Stop, don't come near me!"

A bitter cold breath like winter came out.

The beautiful and moving face exudes an aura that is intimate, and men are never allowed to take a step closer to themselves.

"Morgan..... Do you remember me?"

Moran asked first.

It was necessary for him to confirm with Morgan.

If Morgan can look himself in the face and answer, then Moran can decide what attitude to show her.

"No, I don't remember. "

“...... You're lying..... You think you can fool everyone, but I won't be fooled by you. "

"How confident do you think I'm lying!?"

Morgan's pale blue eyes were as cold as a sword.

It seems that even the soul will be pierced in an instant, but Moran (AEFA) can take it all without changing his face.

Because, he was the island of Britain.

The man who cares about Morgan the most.

If Morgan didn't really know him, he wouldn't have been able to show this level of hostility and anger.

Presumably, she must also have a sense of déjà vu.

It's not surprising to know how you felt in your first simulation.

"I have this confidence because I am so confident that no one can love you more than me. Even remorse, even failure, will not stop me from fulfilling the promise I made to you. I will let you see miracles, no matter how dark you are in the dark abyss of despair. "

Moran's sonorous words turned into bullets.

Hit Morgan's most vulnerable part. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

[Yes, she does know a lot of things]

[The joy of seeing someone witness the miracle of the dragon, on that day, planted the seed called love]

[See how he fights for love]

[However, he can't forget the desire to keep him alive, and the resentment he felt when he disobeyed himself]

"Hmm..... Men like you.... I don't need .... I don't want to have such a memory...."

How self-deceptive these words are.

Morgan vividly remembers the joy of being no longer lonely, the joy and sweetness of being treated with tenderness and love by men.

Even she felt this sense of déjà vu at first.

I can't help but feel envious.

However, when she thought of the sad ending, she wanted to endure her grief and let the man in front of her leave.

This thought overwhelmed the love in my heart.

"That's enough!

It's like scolding everyone along with their own.

Morgan summoned the technique in an instant.

At her level, it's no surprise that this is serious.

The will to reject it completely.

Moran, who didn't have the slightest defense against her, was shrouded in the technique, and Moran didn't fight back at the first time.

Because, this is not an attack circle.

With a dazzling light, the vision fell into a snow-white situation.

Wait until the color is recaptured.

Only to find out that the surrounding scene has changed.

Morgan did not use offensive magic, but a water mirror magic with a metastatic nature.

He was teleported to the periphery of the castle.

"I was rejected..."

Moran reached forward and touched.

An overwhelming current overflowed from the air and whipped the fingertips, and an invisible barrier enveloped the castle.