Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"Stop... stop..." Xijian hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

The opportunity that allowed him to effectively end this topic and avoid further in-depth discussion was when part of the building Ur emerged from the branches of the dense forest.

This was the enemy's territory, and he really didn't dare to do any romantic things in such a place.

Seeing the destination appear in front of them, Shiomi immediately quickened his pace and led the three of them into the territory of Ur.

Surrounded by dense forests, Ur had trees that had invaded the city streets and vines that covered the walls of buildings, looking nothing like a Mesopotamian city.

On the streets you can see children playing together, women doing housework calmly, and more Ur people walking around the streets.

It was peaceful and harmonious, not at all like a city hit by a crisis.

People are living peaceful daily lives.

"…But why do people here look listless?"

Valentine's Day Special: Morgan

Shiomi was awakened by the fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose.

A mixture of sweetness and bitterness is the smell that comes out when chocolate melts.

He opened his eyes on the sofa in the living room and naturally saw Morgan standing in the kitchen. She seemed to be doing something in the kitchen.

"My husband, come here." Morgan called softly.

"Ah good."

When he stood up, he glanced at the calendar on the wall, noticed today's date, and was stunned.

Time does not pass quickly. November, when the Fourth Holy Grail War took place, was already two or three months ago.

What happened in those few short days was more frequent than most of Shiomi's life, and she hardly had a moment to breathe.

"What's wrong?" Xijian walked into the kitchen and asked.

He saw a variety of materials in the stove, as well as an exaggerated number of molds.

"It seems like there's one ingredient missing. Do you have any left at home?" Morgan handled the raw materials carefully. "I mean soybean lecithin powder."

That attitude was even more serious than the attitude towards the Holy Grail that contained the third magic.

"Ah, I remember having this." Shiomi opened the cabinet in the corner and took out the unopened packaged ingredients from it. They were things she had just bought a few days ago. "But it's really exaggerated. They are spread out so widely. I thought it would be simpler."

"Does he have some experience, or does my husband prefer simpler things?" Morgan smiled. "Aren't you also very good at making handmade desserts?"

If Shiomi were to make the chocolate, the situation would actually be no different from Morgan's.

"I'm just surprised that you and I have such similar habits in this regard." Shiomi smiled and expressed her understanding, "It's like we've lived together for a long time."

"...I will." Morgan lowered his voice, his tone slow and lingering, just like the time that cannot be melted.

"I feel embarrassed when you say that." Shiomi thought she meant that they would stay here forever. "I'm really looking forward to the finished product."

Morgan turned his head and looked at him. "I can see that you are really looking forward to it. But please remember to put the return gift somewhere I won't pay attention to, such as in the locker of the car."

Xi Jian almost lost his grip on the magazine. He covered his face with the book and poked his head out slightly: "Did you notice that?"

"Remember not to perform magic that interferes with cognition in the place where things are hidden. It will only make them more obvious." Morgan smiled humorously, "I thought it was some dangerous object with a curse--"

"Did you look inside too?" Xi Jian looked away and asked in a low voice.

"No, my name is written in gold on the package." Morgan reached out and adjusted his apron. "Even the most obtuse person should understand what that means, right?"

Shiomi clasped her hands together and held the closed book between them. "Now that I've been exposed, there's nothing I can do. I actually thought you would buy me a piece of chocolate at the store, but you actually made it yourself."

"For a magician, the meaning of making things by hand is not that simple. If you are going to do it, make the best." Morgan's tone was filled with a confidence that made Shiomi intoxicated.

After she took the soybean lecithin powder handed to her by Shiomi, she gently pushed his chest.

This was to drive him out of the kitchen.

"This... is my 'workshop'?" Shiomi said, trying not to laugh.

"The Magic Workshop is at my disposal, so it should be no different here." Morgan already had the attitude of a hostess.

Everyone in this family, including Shiomi, has to listen to her now.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Xi Jian hummed and flashed out of the room, "What are your instructions next?"

"Be prepared to return the gift and wait patiently for my finished product."

"learn--"

After taking out the prepared gifts, Shiomi, who continued to sit on the sofa and watch TV with the baby in his arms, fell asleep again without realizing it.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon and it was almost time to drive to pick up Sakura and Kallen and take them home.

Morgan had sat next to him, letting him rest his head on her thighs, while she herself was sipping her afternoon tea from a cup.

"It's already finished—"

Shiomi slowly stood up, and then was so surprised by the artwork on the coffee table that her voice stopped abruptly.

Although it is still recognizable as a chocolate product, it has gone beyond the category of food and people cannot bear to destroy and eat it.

"I made the first batch of chocolate for my husband in the style of Camelot, the fairy kingdom." Morgan put down the teacup. "At first, I wanted to pursue realism and fineness, but then it can't be used as food at all."

"...Even though it looks like a fairy tale now, I can't bear to eat it." Xi Jian commented in amazement.

He noticed what looked like chess pieces arranged in front of the castle, one of which was undoubtedly the image of Morgan.

"Let me briefly introduce the characters -" Morgan seemed very interested, and his tone became cheerful, "'The intimate queen and princess', 'the young brave general', 'the two trustworthy knights', 'the minister who is doubtful and difficult to agree with but still worthy of evaluation' -"

After hearing what she said, Xi Jian noticed that Morgan was holding a "chess piece" in his hand, which was very similar to him.

"Why didn't you put me on it?" Shiomi asked naturally. He didn't think that he had to be on it. After all, the material of this chocolate handicraft should be derived from Morgan's experience.

"Because His Majesty the God King is still sleeping." Morgan shook the "Xijian" in his hand.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that I got sleepy while waiting and fell asleep." Xijian apologized solemnly without asking why he was the "God King".

"It would be a relief if you could always wake up so easily." Morgan's smile was suddenly mixed with a hint of melancholy, which quickly flashed across his eyes, "Forget it, what about the return gift?"

"Although you asked very naturally, I'm embarrassed to take it out... How about waiting for a month later--"

Xijian stopped talking halfway through his words. Morgan had already extended his hand, so he had no choice but to hand over the gift.

"No matter what kind of gift it is, it always has its value." She said as she unwrapped it.

It was an exquisite little box that could fit in the palm of your hand. When you opened it, you could see a wooden comb. The carving was done with great skill, and there was a bird with its wings spread and flying low in one corner.

It can be seen that this was made by Shiomi himself.

"My husband's hands are also very skillful..." Morgan returned the wooden comb to Shiomi.

"I said it's not going to work. Let me prepare again—"

As he was saying this apologetically, he saw Morgan untying his hair.

"Is this for combing my hair? Or... do you want me to comb it myself?"

"Is this enough?" Xijian took the comb and held up Morgan's long, smooth silver hair.

There is a beautiful blue color near the ends of the hair, which is a wonderful color that cannot be dyed even with the best skills.

"Because I haven't asked you to comb my hair for a long time."

"Long time? Didn't I help you comb your hair when you got up today?" Xijian asked curiously.

It's been a long time... Every day like this with you by my side. Morgan just said in his heart.

Two thousand years is a long time, but only when you look back will you realize that it was so long.

During that time of separation, every time we met, I could only look at him from afar across the battlefield.

"There's no other way. Leave the combing of your hair to me from now on, although I know you can actually braid your hair using magic." Xijian said with a smile.

"Well, I'm done."

I thought of a lot of things, but in the end, all I could say were these gentle words that came from my heart.

Valentine's Day Special: Scathach

"My beloved disciple, what is your most impressive memory?"

In the workshop that was always spotless, Scathach's voice echoed around Shiomi's ears.

"Eh? Why are you suddenly asking this, Master?" Shiomi withdrew her gaze from the magic costume and looked at Scathach, who was leaning against the table with a nonchalant expression.

Scathach suddenly laughed: "Don't you have any awareness?"

"Ah... Master, did you hear me say something like, 'The memory that I will never forget even if I go to hell is when you were in front of me that day'?" Xijian suddenly realized and confirmed.

Although it was the truth, due to the lack of a suitable atmosphere, Shiomi was unable to immediately switch from work mode to a romantic rhythm.

"I do want to hear you say it, but unfortunately this time, I'm not referring to this." Scathach crossed her arms, she turned her head and looked at Xi Jian, "I thought about this time, you have realized it, right?"

"Specifically?" Shiomi walked over to Scathach, leaned against the table opposite her, and looked her master seriously in the eyes.

"Your life span will definitely be very long. Maybe by that time, I won't even have to think about how many years there is between you and me," said Scathach.

Xi Jian frowned slightly: "Why do you suddenly say such things? It sounds very old-fashioned."

"I'll settle the score with you later." Scathach smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about what it means to live too long?"

"Not really..." Xijian was stunned for a moment.

"Master, I have taught many disciples, but they all died young." Scathach shook her head, "Just from the current situation, you have lived longer than them. This alone makes me very happy."

"After all, being alive is the most important thing. If I die, won't I lose everything?" Xi Jian thought for a moment, "That's not right. If I die, won't I have to return to the Kingdom of Shadows and be with my master? Unless I die and can be abducted to another underworld."

"But in the Kingdom of Shadows, the rules that the living and the dead have to face are completely different. If you are dead, no matter what you were like in life, you will be under my control in the Kingdom of Shadows." Scathach sighed. This was not what she wanted to say.

"I see." Xi Jian nodded and stretched out his hand to signal obediently, "Master, please continue. I will keep it in mind."

Scathach raised her finger: "When life is too long, memory will begin to wear out uncontrollably, and even become boring. Every day is almost the same, a life that is so long that you can't see the end, and a life that is so clear that you can see the end at a glance."

"That's good. If Master has to face countless years alone in the future, I can't accept it." Xijian shook his head and said to his master sincerely.

Suddenly, a feeling of worrying in vain came over her. Scathach felt that there was no need to choose this day to talk to Shiomi about the topic of life expectancy.

She will continue to exist until the moment when the world disappears and the Kingdom of Shadows disappears with it.

But he will continue to exist, and will return to the Kingdom of Shadows one day, instead of being like now, using the crisis called Humanity Burning to make her stay by his side and help him.

Her beloved disciple had already become independent, so there wouldn't be any problem even if she didn't care.

But Scathach couldn't do it, nor did she want to.

"You guy..." Scathach raised her hand.

Xijian subconsciously wanted to hide. He thought his master was going to settle accounts with him, so he wanted to protect his head first.

But there was no perfect knock, only a heart-shaped box was pressed against his chest.

"Take it."

"Ok?"

"I heard from those children that according to the date, today should be Valentine's Day. Although time and festivals have no meaning in the world where human reason has been burned, they are still necessary for us." Scathach said with a slight blush on her face.

She frowned, and her expression looked a bit forced and fierce.

"Don't you often say that I am also your woman? I can't refute this fact, so I just do what is natural."

"Master..." Shiomi carefully took the chocolate, "So Master asked that question at the beginning..."

Scathach was surprised at his sharpness, but felt that it was reasonable: "Of course, I also hope that this will become one of the most memorable things in your long life."

"Just the fact that Master made the heart-shaped chocolate himself, delivered it to me personally, and also gave me a lesson, there's no way I'd forget all this." Shiomi opened the chocolate package and saw a whole heart-shaped chocolate in the box.

Scathach's name is also written on it.

"What, what happened?" Scathach asked.

“It’s such a big piece, I can’t finish it by myself.” said Xijian.

"It's not like we have to finish this today." Scathach said generously, "As long as you don't share it with others, just eat it before it goes bad."

"No, I mean--" Shiomi bit off a piece, held it with his teeth, and moved closer to Scathach.