The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"You're lying. You're clearly..."

Morgan hesitated to speak.

Finally, there was only silence in the room.

But this silence didn't last long, because Mary quickly took over Morgan's words.

"Morgan Le Fay."

"You panicked, didn't you?"

"I don't!"

"Really?" Meili seemed not surprised at Morgan's answer at all. "I hope that when you say that, you really don't care."

"otherwise--"

"Every word I say next is enough to make you feel painful."

"..."

Morgan didn't answer Mary.

But she had to admit that what the other party said was right. At this moment, there was nothing left in her heart except the bitterness like poison.

"It seems that you really don't want to return him to you."

"In that case—"

"Just let me feel it for myself."

As he said this, Morgan heard another soft sound.

That is the sound that only comes when a person kneels down and the knee joint collides with the ground.

Almost instantly, Morgan realized what was happening.

She...knelt in front of her husband Ian? !

What is this for? !

"Merry, stand up! Don't do this!"

"Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!"

However, Morgan's threats had no effect at all.

Mary soon showed her second emotion - the existence of compassion.

"How sad."

"Don't you even know what you want to do?"

"That's fine."

"These are not what I pursue."

After Mary finished speaking, the sound of drawing water echoed in the room.

Morgan certainly knew what it was.

Because she had tasted the fine wine of Camelot countless times, she knew that this was the sound that was made when the lips were holding the rim of the glass.

Mellie is stealing what belongs to Ian!

This shocking behavior took Morgan a long time to recover.

But the "humiliation" from Mary did not stop there.

After a period of gentle plucking and twisting, the sound of Mary's throat moving was like a sharp needle piercing her ears.

"Morgan Le Fay."

"You are truly happy."

"It's unbelievable that there is such a person who would transform his body into this state just to satisfy you."

“But I have to admit, it’s really delicious and nourishing.”

"Are you...enjoying it every day?"

"..."

Only girls know how to break down another girl's defenses with the simplest words.

Mary's words hit Morgan's sore spot with incredible precision.

At that moment, the nobility of the British king disappeared completely, leaving only the pleading of a wife.

She fought for the last glimmer of hope in the saddest tone.

"Don't be like this...Merry."

"Give Ian back to me... please."

But in the face of Morgan's pleading, Mary's tone remained unmoved.

But she was not really determined to humiliate the other person.

She just opened her mouth and said:

"Morgan Le Fay."

"You actually know exactly how to stop this, don't you?"

"I know how to stop this?" Morgan seemed a little hesitant.

"That's right." The sound of Mary licking her lips came over.

She seemed to be savoring everything that had just happened.

"From beginning to end."

"The initiative of all this is actually in your own hands."

"You clearly know what you have to face - or do you intend to turn a blind eye to everything?"

puff.

puff.

Morgan felt his heart beating, and everything around him became clearer.

How to end all this at this moment?

I clearly know it.

Thinking in this way, Morgan, the King of Britain, has gradually come up with the answer.

If all this didn't exist—

There would be no such thing as betrayal and return, right?

The moment he realized this, Morgan's eyes slowly opened.

The imagined betrayal that she feared most did not happen.

Because Ian wasn't actually there with her at all.

But Mary did not show any honesty or kneel down to ask for it. There was no happiness from him on the corners of her mouth.

On the contrary,

She had been releasing pressure on Morgan and was now sitting on a chair.

Those beautiful, gem-like purple eyes had turned as red as blood, as if they could swallow up everything around them into some kind of illusion.

Morgan, a magician, understood all of this almost instantly.

I... was affected by some kind of ability of Mary.

"It seems you have figured it out."

Mary looked at Morgan, who looked a little embarrassed.

“I actually didn’t do anything.”

"Of course, Ian, who has been telling you his thoughts, is just your thought."

"..."

Morgan's eyes dimmed - didn't she know that this was all happening?

The King of Britain covered his eyes, letting the tears flow through his fingers.

in the end……

How can we find him?

But the next moment, she heard Meili's words.

"but--"

"He does exist, but in a slightly different form."

"What do you mean?" Morgan stopped crying temporarily.

“It’s hard to explain.”

Meili looked at her and responded.

"But as long as you can bring me to the lake where I got the two swords."

"Maybe it's not too late."

518. Lily Wants to Be His Lover/Meet Again/Holy Lake (4k)

"..."

Hearing this, Morgan turned his gaze to Mary in front of him.

"The lake where the two blades were obtained?"

"Yes." Mary nodded.

"You should know exactly where I'm referring to."

"..."

Morgan certainly knew exactly where Mary was referring to.

Of course, it is impossible for an ordinary lake to obtain two sword blades.

If you want to satisfy this kind of thing——

The only place is the holy lake where his sister Artoria retrieved the Sword of Excalibur Gallatin and the Sword of Promised Victory.

This is also... the place where I was born!

He had witnessed Ian's return and disappearance there with Altria.

"How do you know about that place?"

Morgan looked at Mary in front of him and felt a little unbelievable.

“Obviously——”

"The path leading to that place has been completely covered up, right?"

The cover-up Morgan was referring to was the elves in the lake.

After Artoria left, they hid the entrance and exit paths like guards.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't really matter who I am." Mary faced Morgan's question expressionlessly.

"The key is how you view everything I've mentioned at this moment."

"Do you believe it, or do you choose to question it?"

“The foundation of everything should start from here.”

"Morgan Le Fay, I hope you understand this."

"..."