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"Regarding this matter..."

He put down his teacup, a sly glint flashed in his violet eyes.

"How about I take you to meet him in person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Melyuchina's tail suddenly stood up alertly, and Morgan's fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped.

Only Bawanshi was still blinking her grey eyes blankly, and a fried egg on her fork fell back onto the plate with a plop.

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When Zhou Yuan and his group stepped onto the scarlet carpet of the Scarlet Devil Mansion again, the atmosphere in the entire hall froze instantly.

Remlia Scarlet——

The vampire lady with long azure hair was now sitting stiffly on her gorgeous throne.

Her slender fingers gripped the armrest tightly, her knuckles turning white from the strain.

"You...you mean..."

Her voice trembled slightly, and her scarlet eyes were full of disbelief.

"You've only been out for a few days, and you've already... gotten married? And have a wife?!"

Remlia stood up suddenly, and her gorgeous skirt fluttered due to the violent movement.

Her trembling fingertips pointed directly at the Morgan projection following behind Zhou Yuan——

The silver-haired woman who exuded the majesty of a queen even as a mere projection.

The little vampire was trembling all over at this moment, and the bat wings behind him spread out uncontrollably, casting a huge shadow in the candlelight.

Her pointed canine teeth bit her lower lip so hard that it almost left a bloody mark on the pale skin.

The entire hall of the Scarlet Devil Mansion fell into deathly silence, and even the usually noisy fairy maids held their breath.

Only the old clock made a "clicking" sound, as if timing this awkward reunion.

Chapter 5 Morgan: You really are so affectionate, my dear husband?

Remlia stood on tiptoe and tried to straighten her back, but she could still only barely reach Morgan's chin.

Her pink little face flushed red, and the wings behind her trembled slightly due to the exertion, casting a swaying shadow in the candlelight.

"How cute~"

Morgan leaned forward slightly, her black veil swaying gently with the movement, and a playful curve appeared at the corner of her lips.

There was a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes, and her slender fingers gently touched the tip of Remlia's nose.

"Is Yuanjun also planning to adopt a daughter?"

This intimate gesture instantly made the vampire lady's hair stand on end. Her long blue hair stood up as if she had been electrocuted, and even the ends of her hair emitted a faint electric light.

"What did you say?!!!"

Remlia's voice suddenly rose an octave, and her small body trembled with anger.

She waved her arms, and her wings spread out fully, casting a huge shadow under the crystal chandelier of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

"I'm the head of the Scarlet family! The Vampire King who has lived for five hundred years! Yuan's fiancée! Not some adopted daughter!"

Morgan has seen through everything.

Any woman who has had an intimate relationship with Zhou Yuan will have his unique aura flowing through her magic.

Although she didn't understand the reason, she was extremely sensitive to such subtle changes because she had fairy eyes and was proficient in magic.

(Still this petite figure... Yuan, you don't really have a special liking for this kind of figure, do you?)

Morgan felt a complicated emotion in his heart, and looking at the angry vampire girl in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, okay~"

Seeing that the two lovers were on the verge of a fight, Zhou Yuan stepped forward to smooth things over.

With a gentle smile in his eyes, he gently pressed their shoulders.

"We're all family from now on, so how about we just get along well with each other?"

His voice was like a warm spring breeze, trying to defuse the "war" that was about to break out.

However, Remlia still pouted angrily, while Morgan folded his arms gracefully, and the atmosphere between them remained subtly tense.

"Next, I'll take you to see our great witch~"

Although Morgan's real body cannot leave the lossbelt for the time being, after placing an anchor point on Zhou Yuan, her projection can move freely as long as it does not leave him.

Zhou Yuan leaned over to Remlia's ear, and his warm breath brushed across her pointed ears:

"Okay, don't be angry~ I will make it up to you tonight~"

The vampire girl shuddered all over, the red tips of her ears showing through her long blue hair, and her angry expression softened instantly.

She twisted the hem of her skirt awkwardly, and her wings fluttered unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan's violet eyes flashed with a hint of doting.

After all, Morgan is just a projection now, and she just had a warm time with Morgan and Melusina a few days ago. It is indeed the turn of this grumpy young lady.

but...

He stroked his chin thoughtfully, thinking of the pink fairy who had also been waiting for a long time.

How about...we do it together then?

This thought made the corners of his mouth rise unconsciously, but was caught by the sharp-eyed Morgan.

Beneath the black veil, the queen pursed her lips dangerously, her emerald eyes narrowed slightly, as if warning him not to have any excessive ideas.

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Pushing open the heavy oak door of the library, the familiar smell of parchment and ink hit me.

Patchouli Noreki was leaning over a desk piled with ancient books, her long purple hair draped over her shoulders, the quill in her hand scratching across the paper.

"Hi~Patch, I'm back!"

Suddenly, the pager sounded, causing Patchouli's hand to tremble and her paintbrush to tilt.

"Zhou, Zhou Zhouyuan?!!"

She hurriedly closed the "book" she was drawing, and her pale cheeks instantly turned red.

"Wait... didn't you go to that Lostbelt?"

Patchouli stood up suddenly, and the heavy magic book fell from her knees.

She looked at the crystal ball deep in the library in surprise and doubt. The surface of the sphere was as calm as a mirror, without a trace of magical fluctuations.

"Why didn't I see you coming back from the entrance?!!!"

"Ok?"

At this moment, a strange female voice came from behind Zhou Yuan:

A strange female voice came into Patchouli's ears from behind Zhou Yuan.

"Why does that inside...look so much like our Britain?"

Morgan's figure emerged from the shadows, his emerald eyes beneath the black veil gazing thoughtfully at the scene revealed in the crystal ball.

Patchouli then noticed that the crystal ball had activated on its own at some point, clearly reflecting the scenery of Britain in the Lostbelt.

......

Patchouli sat across from the two men uncomfortably, her slender fingers clenching and unclenching repeatedly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain.

Her long purple hair fell on her chest, covering her slightly flushed cheeks.

In the end, curiosity overcame reserve.

"The person next to you..."

She took a deep breath, her voice trembling.

"He's the spellcaster who can perform the Servant's True Form Advent spell, right?"

Although it is a question, the tone carries the certainty unique to scholars.

"Well, Patch guessed right."

Zhou Yuan chuckled and nodded, his eyes gently turning to Morgan beside him.

Morgan crossed her legs gracefully, a faint smile forming at the corners of her lips beneath her black veil.

"That's right, at the same time..."

She paused, and gently placed her fingertips on the back of Zhou Yuan's hand.

"I am also his wife. The technique you mentioned was indeed created by me."

"Wife, wife?!"

Patchouli's pupils suddenly contracted, and the quill in her hand fell to the table with a "click".

This unexpected relationship left her speechless for a moment. The agreement she had made with Zhou Yuan involuntarily emerged in her mind, and even the tips of her ears turned red.

This subtle change in expression did not escape Morgan's sharp eyes.

Her emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and even though it was just a projection, her fingers with a physical touch had already accurately pinched the soft flesh on Zhou Yuan's waist.

"hiss--"

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, but still pretended to be calm.

"Um...Morgan, this is Patchouli Noreki, the Great Witch of the Scarlet Devil Mansion..."

Morgan said "Oh" meaningfully, and increased the strength of his fingertips.

"It seems like you two... are familiar with each other?"

"My dear husband, you really are... sentimental."

Morgan's voice slid into Zhou Yuan's mind like silk, causing sweat to instantly break out on the back of his neck.

But the queen then sighed with a hint of resentment, which relaxed his tense nerves a little:

"Well... I can't control you in this regard. After all, I'm a latecomer myself. But—"

Her voice suddenly turned cold, and her fingertips slid dangerously across his palm:

"If you dare to ignore me... you'll have something to worry about."

Zhou Yuan calmly held her hand back, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her delicate hand, conveying a silent promise.

There was a glint of cunning in his eyes, but also a hint of begging for mercy.

The corners of Morgan's lips curled up slightly under her veil, and the coldness in her emerald eyes eased a little.

She crossed her legs gracefully, letting her black skirt fall like the night sky, temporarily letting go of her philandering husband.

Chapter 6 So the question is, what is the point of this Holy Grail War?

"Hi~ Patchy, I'm here to borrow books again~"

Along with a brisk tone, a golden figure descended lightly from the skylight.

Marisa rode her broom in a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily in front of everyone.

Her iconic black witch hat was slightly tilted due to the sudden stop, revealing a few strands of naughty blonde hair.

But after seeing that there was a strange woman in the room, the lively magician was obviously stunned.

But soon, her signature bright smile returned to her face.

"Hello, how are you?"

She waved her hand casually, a little magic dust still on her black gloves.

Zhou Yuan looked at the uninvited guest, and suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Marisa..."