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Momo didn't urge her, but waited quietly. He closed his eyes, as if he had really switched places with Artoria, and was now a passive person waiting to be favored by Artoria, waiting for Artoria to do whatever she wanted.

Artoria stopped.

The contact was so close, just a few millimeters away from touching her, yet it would have allowed Artoria to be completely freed from her past, becoming a real girl, and perhaps even a woman.

Artoria stopped.

Momo waited quietly. The wind blew through the grass, carrying the elegant sound of wild boars stomping the ground, and ruffled Artoria's hair.

Artoria pursed her lips.

"I……"

She managed to utter a single word, but then didn't know how to continue.

"Artoria, stopping at the last minute is an insult to the passive party! Well, now our positions are completely reversed. Are you really not going to continue?"

Artoria did not return.

"I'm right here, handsome and dashing Hero King Momo. He's completely powerless to resist now, at your mercy. The young heartthrob is already in your mouth, don't you really want to have a taste?"

Faced with the teasing words, Artoria finally replied, "Momo, is it really okay for you to keep trying to sell yourself to me like this? I'm the one forcing you now, can't you even show a little bit of resistance?"

"Resistance?"

Momo asked in confusion, "Why resist? Artoria, if you wanted to take advantage of men, there would probably be at least a few million willing to be your submissive subjects."

"I am one of them. Although I am not used to being pushed around by you, Artoria, it is something I want more than anything. Artoria, I have told you before, I crave you, I want to have you, I want everything about you, and I pursue you who is named Artoria."

As Momo finished speaking, Artoria's body suddenly trembled, and she shouted, "Then give me some reaction! Since you want me so much, want me as a girl, then take the initiative to push me down!"

Artoria was emotionally agitated. She reached out and tore open her black dress, exposing her fair skin and youthful innocence to Momo.

"Then...then I can become a real girl...become..."

Artoria's voice grew softer and softer, and tears fell, landing on Momo's face.

Mo Mo kept her eyes closed.

"Don't you want to take a look? The Artoria you crave, now everything is exposed before your very eyes!"

Momo shook his head slightly and said, "Artoria, if you are settled now and truly want to get closer to me by your own will, I will extend my arms without hesitation."

"Unfortunately, you are currently in an unstable state. I won't ask you if you don't want to talk about it, but I have a general idea of ​​what's going on."

"You are you, the white is you, the blue is you, and the black is you. You don't need to force yourself to be any one of them or abandon the other two. They are inherently part of you, inseparable, and will always remain hidden deep within your heart."

Momo's hands were now free. His hands groped their way to Artoria's chest, pulling at her tattered clothes to cover her exposed breasts. He then pulled Artoria into his arms before opening his eyes.

Artoria leaned against Momo obediently, the tears in her eyes gone, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"Take your time, I'm not in a rush, and neither should you. Try to accept yourself; sometimes you're naive, sometimes meticulous, and in front of me, you'll reveal the charming side hidden beneath your armor."

"This is the beautiful poetry of a girl, the colorful life and personality of a girl."

"No need to force it, no need to divide it, just quietly experience yourself, accept the changes in your body, get used to yourself, and find the real you, Artoria."

Artoria's voice rang out again, but it was a voice that Momo had never heard before.

"Can I... really do it? I don't know..."

"It's okay. If you don't know, just take your time to find it. We have plenty of time, and I'll always be here for you."

The two nestled together, no longer speaking. Throughout the entire ordeal, Momo never heard Artoria directly reveal her condition, but Momo had already grasped the essence of the matter.

Artoria is on the verge of a split personality.

The black mud corrupted Artoria's will, turning her into a black Artoria. However, upon arriving at Mormor's Valhalla, the black mud's influence was greatly weakened, and the blue Artoria showed signs of returning to her original form.

The conflict between the two was so intense that even Artoria was at a loss.

However, the pollution from the black mud is so deeply ingrained that it has fundamentally changed Artoria's personality and perception, and has become a part of her.

Like a yin-yang symbol, it is half black and half blue, clearly distinct yet inseparable.

At this moment, Artoria is also confused about what to do.

008 Everyone, I've brought the criminal back!

She had just made a reverse move on Momo, and in fact, she had already made a decision: she intended to abandon her former blue self and completely transform into the black Artoria.

However, at the last moment, she stopped; she regretted it.

This was inevitable; it was her struggle rooted in the original King Arthurian character and way of thinking.

Multiple personalities and thoughts coexist in Artoria's mind, rather than being separate.

For example, Artoria's current consciousness and personality are like a debate, with different voices arguing in her mind no matter what she does or thinks, prompting her to deal with everything in different ways.

One side may gain a slight advantage temporarily, but it will never be able to overwhelm the other side and determine a winner.

This often leaves Artoria torn between wanting to go left and right, wanting to move forward and wanting to retreat. These conflicting emotions constantly torment Artoria's mind, and ironically, this contradiction is something she cannot control.

Faced with this situation, Artoria couldn't confide in anyone, which is a common thread among her various personality traits and thoughts—she remained fiercely competitive. This competitiveness also meant that each of Artoria's different personalities would inevitably have to make a decision in their own way.

Artoria's decision was to give up.

Since there are so many different personalities that cannot coexist, it's best to discard the superfluous. That was the decision Artoria made; she decided to discard everything except black.

After all, she approached Mo Mo in a dark form, and in her view, Mo Mo needed and accepted her in a dark form the most.

She thought it, she did it, and then she failed.

The various colors are now deeply rooted in her body, already inseparable, which is different from what Artoria imagined. It is not something she can discard at will.

This has led to her becoming increasingly unstable mentally. If no one comforts her, she may actually have a mental breakdown, causing her various personalities to lose their distinct characteristics and become a complete mess.

At that time, the most likely outcome is not fusion, but rather that a sudden mental shock will cause Artoria's mind to become chaotic, causing her to lose all rationality.

After all, these personality traits and emotions are all equally important, and they have all become part of Artoria's personality. Whenever a conflict occurs, regardless of who wins, it is still Artoria's spirit that suffers.

Fortunately, Artoria ran into Momo.

Even though Artoria remained silent, Momo keenly sensed Artoria's mental problems and even discerned the root of them.

Artoria's corruption is a completed fact, not something that is in the process of corruption. Corruption is not a debuff of madness.

The Artoria we see now is not the Artoria that Momo remembers. Therefore, Momo cannot use his trading powers to help Artoria remove the effects of her corruption.

In this way, what Momo did was transform the Artoria in front of him into the Artoria from the original story in Momo's memory.

Momo would not do such a thing. The Artoria in front of her was different from the one in her memory; she was no longer the same person, but she was still Artoria.

What Momo can do is to be tolerant of Artoria and let her gradually adapt to herself as she is now, find a balance in the conflicting spirit and personality, or eventually let her multiple personalities merge and truly become a complete Artoria.

The girl in front of Momo was a girl named Artoria. She was neither the pure white flower knight Artoria Pendragon, nor the great ancient British king Arthur Pendragon, nor the blue Saber from the original Fate story who was obsessed with returning to the past.

Artoria is just Artoria.

The current Artoria is Momo's Heroic Spirit, Momo's partner. She is a girl who is holding back tears in Momo's arms. She appears strong on the surface, but inside she is just a girl who longs for warmth and a place to belong.

"Do I really not have to do anything?"

Artoria's voice was low, almost a whisper.

"Really, there's no need. Forcing yourself to make a choice doesn't make you beautiful. What I admire is the process of the beautiful Artoria's gradual transformation. Being able to witness this process up close is what moves me the most."

"It might be a long time, and I don't know if I can do it."

"Then let's set a time. If we really have to give a deadline, I hope it will be..."

"a thousand years."

The familiar lines finally came out of Mo Mo's mouth, and Mo Mo immediately felt refreshed. At this moment, the clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into the shape of Stephen Chow, giving Mo Mo a thumbs up with satisfaction.

"Um--"

Artoria didn't say much, just gave a soft reply, but her body curled up even more, making her look like a tiny ball.

"Please hold me a little longer, okay? From this moment on, I will try to be like Artoria."

Upon hearing this, Momo pulled the petite Artoria into his arms, ran his fingers through her hair, massaged her head, and brought the top of her head close to his nose, inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

"I couldn't ask for more, you can have it as long as you want, my arms will always be open for you."

This time, Artoria didn't answer. She simply closed her eyes, feeling Momo's warmth and enjoying his embrace.

A slight smile played at the corners of her lips, gently revealed by the passing breeze.

……

That's it!

Argo's eyes lit up as she revealed her entire plan, then looked at the crowd with great interest.

However, the crowd's reaction was not as enthusiastic as she had imagined; they all looked at Argo as if she were a pervert.

Argo got angry at the stares and said, "What kind of looks are you all giving me?!"

"This is clearly a very feasible plan! As long as all of us girls unite, Momo will definitely listen to us!"

Yuki raised her hand and said, "So, Argo-neechan, we're going to take control of the world from now on. If Momo doesn't listen to us... then you won't let him sleep with you?"

Argo chuckled and said, "It's us, all of us! This way, we'll control Momo himself, and by controlling Momo, we'll control the entire Valhalla!"

"I've taken control of the entire Hall of Heroes, hahaha... hehehe..."

Argo let out a strange laugh, and everyone's eyelids twitched wildly, causing them to involuntarily take a step back.

As expected, trusting Argo is still quite unreliable.

"I think we should consider how to help Momo in a more reliable way. As for Argo's suggestion... I have a feeling she has ulterior motives!"

"Alas!"

Argo exclaimed in surprise, "Asuna, I can accept it if others say that, but what do you mean by saying it to me, meow! We already have such a deep bond, even your..."

"boom!"

Asuna dashed forward at lightning speed and punched Argo squarely on the head without hesitation. It was one thing when it was just the two of them, but now that Kuroyukihime has joined the fray, Asuna doesn't want more people to know about her dark past!

Kuroyukihime watched with trembling eyelids. Asuna, who seemed like a gentle and wifely girl, actually had such a violent side...

It turns out that choosing to build good relationships with them was the best decision I could have made!

Asuna took over the women's meeting, and Argo was naturally unhappy that his right to lead the meeting had been taken away. However, under the intimidation of Asuna's iron fist, he finally obediently gave in.