The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　now--

　Isn’t it just morning court?

　"Hmm... You just realized it now? As expected of a big dog..."

　"Big Dog, you mean Bagster?"

　"Yes..."

　"?"

　"elder sister?"

　Melusin blinked, then looked at Zig's mouth, which had never been opened.

　"By the way, what's going on with this exchange?"

　"I don't know... I just suddenly figured it out. No, I should say I've known it from the beginning, but I just didn't think I could do it, so I never used it..."

　"Eh--"

　"But that's true..."

　"After all, we are all born from Albion, so it's not difficult for us to communicate with each other in our hearts."

　"What is this, a communication signal transmitted using bio-alternating current?"

　"If you don't like it, you can just hang up unilaterally..."

　"No, that's good. It's actually quite convenient when it's inconvenient to talk and communicate."

　...

　As if sensing the communication between the two, Morgan turned his head and looked in the direction of the girl.

　Do not know why...

　The girl always felt that Morgan's eyes were filled with a hint of resentment and grievance, as if she hadn't been invited by a friend to go out with her...

　Is it just my illusion?

　As the girl thought about it, she looked at Morgan quietly.

　Even more aggrieved...

　The girl stiffly turned her gaze away.

　"Sister, I have some bad news..."

　"what?"

　"Your Majesty has discovered..."

　The little person who was laughing heartily in Meilushin's heart froze immediately.

　"It's your imagination..."

　"It's not an illusion, Sir Lancelot."

　It's over...

　Listening to the indifferent voice on the communication shattering the so-called hope, Meilushin thought calmly.

　"You two should have a proper meeting and this won't happen again."

　"Yes, I'm so sorry..."

　Hearing the familiar tone of the girl's voice, Morgan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth beneath her veil.

　As expected, should we say it is the same person?

　The tone and attitude were completely identical, as if they were carved from the same mold.

　Morgan's eyes gradually softened.

　"Also, if we need to search, then I'm the most suitable person, right? Lancelot is simply faster, but I have the combined mirror given by you, mother, and I can go anywhere."

　"No, you don't need to. You don't need to take action against the Child of Prophecy."

　Morgan listened to Ba Vanshi's words and shook his head.

　"I will issue the decree later, and leave the rest to Gawain."

　As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan took a step forward and slowly left.

　"Galahad is with me."

　The girl listened to Morgan's words in silence for a moment, then took a step forward to catch up with Morgan.

　As the footsteps gradually faded away, the figures of the two slowly disappeared from the eyes of the three fairy knights who remained.

　"This is His Majesty's order. You must remain obedient, Tristan. Lord Morgan is only being strict with you in front of the clan. Even someone as powerful as Your Majesty needs to maintain the dignity of a queen."

　"Tsk..."

　Ba Wanxi couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw the serious Bagster in front of her, but she didn't say much.

　really...

　Bagster narrowed his eyes, and the figure of Ba Vanshi was reflected in his pupils.

　You're not as reckless as before, Sir Tristan, and as expected—

　Following Ba Wanxi's gaze, Bagster slowly looked at Meilushin who was standing silently beside her.

　-

　With a slow "creak" sound, the gorgeously decorated door was slowly pushed open by Morgan.

　"here it is?"

　The girl Morgan led them slowly into the room, and looking at the blue and black matching and decoration in the room, she couldn't help but ask aloud.

　"This is my bedroom."

　"Eh?"

　The girl froze in place, looking at Morgan with a puzzled look.

　"Come over here."

　Morgan put down the staff in her hand, then slowly walked to the bed, lifted her skirt and sat down, patting her side.

　326

　After a long silence, the girl sighed helplessly and then slowly walked over.

　"Take off your armor, it's in the way."

　So...what on earth is going on that makes you come here?

　The armor she wore, which was almost identical to Melusin's, slowly dissipated into spirit particles. Then, it reassembled in mid-air, transforming into the dress she had worn earlier.

　"Um, what on earth is that—"

　Looking at Morgan's sharp eyes, the girl stopped talking abruptly, then slowly straightened her skirt and sat next to Morgan.

　By the way, was Your Majesty staring at me just now?

　The girl, who completely lacked some necessary common sense, subconsciously ignored some crucial issues.

　Immediately afterwards, Morgan placed his hand on the girl's shoulder.

　Then, taking advantage of the fact that the girl was completely unprepared or had no intention of defending herself, he pushed her down on the bed.

　Put your hands on your shoulders, apply force, raise your body, and press.

　It was done in one go without any drag. If the full score is 10, I would give it 10 points or even 9 points.

　It's like the brute force of a wild boar.

　This was the first time the girl felt the so-called muscle strength.

　"Um... Your Majesty?"

　The girl looked at Morgan with a questioning look, and subconsciously clamped her legs together, but ended up clamping Morgan's calf.

　Looking at Morgan's cheek so close to her, the girl subconsciously wanted to shrink her head back.

　Then...

　Morgan pressed forward with his entire body.

　Black stocking boots overlap with white over-the-knee socks, and the long silver hair is intertwined with each other.

　On the snow-white skin, the red lines constantly emit a strange light.

　"How much do you remember?"

　"Eh?"

　"I'm asking how much you remember. If you answer incorrectly, you'll be punished—"

　Their foreheads were pressed together, their blue pupils stared straight into the red pupils, and their figures appeared in each other's pupils.

　"So, you thought of Ash?"

　A gentle smile appeared on Morgan's face, and the hand holding the girl began to slowly loosen -

　Just kidding, there was no correct answer to this question from the beginning.

　Morgan licked her lips, revealing the witch's personality.

　Taking advantage of the moment when the girl breathed a sigh of relief, Morgan suddenly exerted force——

　The wail of a frightened little animal only lasted for a moment before being completely replaced by whimpering.

　-

　The so-called Hall of Heroes transcends time and space, and is independent of the world. Everything that the servants experience will be stored as data for the convenience of the Heroic Spirits to check.

　Of course, if summoned as a Servant, the Heroic Spirit can choose whether to inherit that data.

　Beryl summoned Morgan.

　Summoned Morgan, who possessed some unusual memories.

　Galahad, the knight who joined the team during the journey, took on the second most responsibility along the way, and even almost surpassed her at one point.

　Since the girl joined the team, she has never been hungry and has never been hurt.

　Compared to my previous experiences, it was like a dream.

　A dream you don't want to wake up from.

　But dreams are always dreams, they are not reality, and I don’t have the ability to distort reality into dreams.

　Although Galahad looked powerful, she knew, and so did Ash.

　They were just fragments, scattered during the intense burning process, perhaps intentionally or accidentally.

　Time is running out for the fragments.

　"Why do you always apologize?"

　I once asked the other person this question.

　Every time golden lines crawled onto the skin, every time the fragments burned the little time they had left, they kept apologizing.

　"Because... I messed up the agreement..."

　Her own strength is almost gone, but she can still burn herself to illuminate the darkness ahead.

　"Enlighten the sky, illuminate the earth, and light the way forward for travelers—"

　That was the last time the fragments shone.

　From then on, the invincible knight became weaker and weaker, from being crushed at the beginning to being able to only rely on overdrawing his own vitality to exchange injuries for his life in the end.

　Fighting like a beast.

　That is a blessing, a blessing of gratitude for something.

　A wandering person finally found his direction but found that he could no longer move forward and turned to give blessings to his companions.

　The princess from the Rain Clan met her own Bumadona (the heroine) in the darkest moment.

　In order to prevent myself from forgetting, in order to prevent the memory from disappearing, in order to prevent the feeling from disappearing.