In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

As an excellent magician, she knew what to do in this situation.

The identification procedure was carried out in an instant, but the result sent out made the proud princess tremble in her heart.

That is indeed not a "person", but an obsession.

It comes from a distant battlefield.

But Morgan simply couldn't imagine how a body of this level had traveled thousands of miles to get here.

What shocked her even more was that this body was attached with the curse she had imposed on it herself.

Are you here for revenge?

No.

The hands touching me were gentle and familiar.

Morgan couldn't sense any malice in it at all.

All she could feel was endless nostalgia.

She realized that the other person was very important to her, but she couldn't think of a name that matched him.

I don’t know how long it took.

Morgan, who was immersed in this feeling, heard a faint voice in his ear.

"My Lady Princess, it's time for me to go."

"Goodbye."

Morgan, who was usually calm, suddenly panicked.

Her intuition told her that this was a farewell forever.

"Don't go! Stay with me a little longer!"

"You said you needed a reason?!"

"Yes, of course!"

"I command you to provide me with pleasure!"

He said this almost without thinking.

Morgan fell onto the bed.

Although she was the only one in the room, she acted as if she was having sex with someone.

Under the moonlight, the naked princess talked to herself in the air.

“My body is great, right?”

"You've always longed for this opportunity to come and go as you please, right?"

"Then don't leave."

"Stay here with me for the rest of your life, and I will give you many opportunities like this."

"And you promised me, didn't you? You can't be a liar."

"do you know?"

"I actually always..."

Left——

In the end, the princess was unable to finish expressing what was in her heart.

This is the last joy.

Morgan touched his belly and said nothing.

She had to save it.

Although--

She still couldn't remember who it was.

[You and Morgan said your final goodbye.]

[The Curse of the Gifted Princess EX has been activated: The curse of the past has now become the foundation for you to move forward. You use pain as proof that you still exist. ]

[The obsession bestowed upon you by nature has been activated: you act on your obsession, no one can stop you in the process, everyone is avoiding you. ]

【You walk on the quiet streets of Camelot. 】

【You are waiting for him to appear. 】

Inside the tavern.

Merlin, who was drunk, was saying goodbye to several women.

"Okay, see you next time."

"I won't forget you guys, hahaha."

Merlin actually has his own secrets.

That is, he is not a real person, but a being with mixed human and nightmare bloodlines.

This special mixture not only gave him abilities that other magicians could only dream of, but also made him a playboy.

It is common to hook up with several women at the same time like what happened just now.

This should be condemned.

But because he predicted the appearance of King Arthur for Camelot and was also a court magician, not many people dared to blame him.

Merlin often gets caught up in complicated and dangerous interpersonal relationships because of this.

But he doesn't care at all.

After all, to him, this level of danger could be regarded as non-existent.

Besides——

The man named Kai will also smooth out all the troubles for me.

This has become commonplace.

Coming out of the tavern, Merlin arrived on the streets of Camelot.

He soon realized that something seemed amiss.

According to the usual situation.

After drinking, there should be a lot of people on this street.

Maybe I could even pick up a few women on the way back home.

But don’t talk about anyone now.

Even the shops that were supposed to be open were closed.

It all seemed as if something unclean had come into the vicinity.

Merlin became alert.

He looked around carefully, guarding against possible danger.

And this premonition soon turned into reality.

As soon as he reached an intersection, Merlin felt a sharp murderous intent.

It was a ruthless obsession to put oneself to death.

The title of Flower Magician is not undeserved.

Merlin, who possesses it, is not someone who would surrender when danger approaches.

And more importantly, he could feel that the body on which this obsession depended was already in tatters.

That is an extremely easy to deal with existence.

Petal disturbance.

Merlin dodged the weapon that was swung at him.

He turned around, but was shocked by the scene before him.

All he saw in front of him was a human-shaped black shadow.

His body was in tatters and his face was no longer recognizable.

His entire body was emitting overflowing magic power - but that was not because he was powerful, but simply because the corruption of the curse broke through the limitations of his body.

The only thing that could provide some information was the sword in his hand.

Is that the sword in the lake——Aroundight? !

No.

It just looks like it.

It should actually be something like a replica.

How could such a thing exist?

Even a magician like Merlin could not understand the circumstances under which this obsession was born.

But it's not hard to deal with anyway.

Merlin used his abilities as a magician and quickly dealt with this bizarre existence.

But what he didn't expect was -

The moment this obsession fell, another obsession appeared behind him.

It was almost exactly the same as before.

Only this time, the weapon in his hand became the Sword of Victory (Excalibur Galatine).

of course.

This is also a replica.

But it was enough to make Merlin, who had come to his senses, feel incredible.

Realizing that something was wrong, he once again resolved this obsession.

At the moment he fell, the Flower Magician subconsciously looked behind him.

Sure enough, the same body was already standing there.

And this time.

The weapon in his hand turned into a replica of Excalibur!

Merlin reacted almost instantly - after all, it was he who guided Artoria through dreams to get the sword from the lake.

He immediately realized that this was an existence that was inseparable from her.

As if sensing the change in Merlin's heart, the tattered body looked at him and roared a question.

"From the moment of birth, it has to bear the pressure of the entire Camelot."

"Hide your name."

"Lose your emotions."

“In the end, you even have to sacrifice your own humanity.”

"Merlin, this is the fate you and King Uther have imposed on Altria!"

really--

It is an existence related to Altria.

"We didn't force it on her!" Merlin refused to give in. "She chose this path herself!"

"You are lying!"

The roaring obsession even caused his body to tremble.

"The Sword in the Stone is something only she can pull out."

"The white dragon that only she can defeat."