The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"..."

This is a question that absolutely cannot be avoided.

[Just as Morgan wants to know why Plerati intends to contact the dragon.]

[Plerati also wanted to know why Morgan wanted to get involved in alchemy.]

This is an equal exchange.

"Is it inconvenient to say?"

Plerati nodded thoughtfully.

"Then let me tell you about mine first."

"Well...it's actually very simple. I just want to keep living."

"Live forever?"

"Yes." Plerati picked up the wine glass and gulped down the wine in it.

"Life is really too short."

“It’s so short that just sleeping and eating can take up half of the time.”

"I don't want to end my life like this - wouldn't that be like just coming to this world to go through the motions?"

"This……"

Morgan looked at Prelati across the table and probably understood her feelings.

"So you started studying alchemy purely for your own sake?"

"Yes." Plerati nodded.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Those who want to learn alchemy all have their own selfish motives, right?"

"..."

"Selfish..."

Plerati's unintentional words made Morgan fall into deep thought.

It took her a while before she finally smiled as if she had reconciled with herself.

"You are indeed right."

"Those who want to learn alchemy do have their own selfish motives."

"I... am no exception."

"That's right!" Pulelati nodded repeatedly, "This idea is not unreasonable."

"As long as people are alive, they will always have selfish desires."

"Otherwise, what's the difference between that and a pig?"

"so--"

The girl looked at Morgan in front of her again.

"Tell me, why do you want to learn alchemy?"

"This is the most basic 'equivalent exchange'."

"Vivian, can't you even do something like this?"

Perhaps he was persuaded by Plerati, or perhaps Morgan really needed a chance to express his thoughts.

She had originally intended to remain completely silent about this, but after a long hesitation, she spoke softly:

"I...there's someone I want to see again no matter what."

Morgan told Pulelati that he wanted to meet you.

[Of course, even at this moment, she did not lose her mind.]

[On the contrary, she very skillfully expressed this idea in a way that is in line with the times.]

This resonated with Pulelati.

"I see."

Plerati looked at Morgan in front of him and nodded in understanding.

"If it's to revive your husband, then it's definitely worth a try."

"I understand."

"In that case——"

"I will do my best to help you!"

"After all, resurrecting a loved one is an act of justice to the extreme."

"But speaking of which, if it really happens, could you let me meet your husband?"

"I think a man who is willing to let his wife learn alchemy to revive her should be very attractive."

"No." Morgan answered almost without hesitation.

"He's mine alone."

"Hey, are you so possessive?"

There was a glint of cunning in Pulelati's eyes.

"Okay, I understand."

This was a meeting that changed history.

[Plerati learned the method of obtaining dragon seeds from Morgan.]

[It is a way similar to the conception of consciousness.]

[Based on this, combined with the white dragon bones discovered in the local area, which were handed down from an unknown time.]

[Plerati successfully bred a group of dragon people for King Edward III of England who could be used in foreign wars.]

[She also became a popular alchemist. ]

[However, she later completely disappeared from everyone's sight after Joan of Arc's public trial.]

[As for the method of artificially obtaining a dragon, it was discovered by chance by a female magician in Domremi Village before this.]

[A century-long war between England and France, unknowingly stained with the mystery of the past.]

【And you are the decisive link. 】

【All of this is meaningless to Morgan, who is unaware of the situation.】

[She obtained the key to alchemy from Plerati and began her own research.]

【However--】

[As a classification theory different from magic, alchemy is not as simple as imagined.]

[Looking at the vast variety and complexity of things that made her feel dizzy, her heart was filled with emotion.]

【only--】

She knew that all this was her own fault.

So even though the process of accepting new knowledge was painful, she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

【Fortunately, Morgan is smart enough. 】

Even though she started learning alchemy from scratch, she still found an opportunity to try.

[Of course, the result was a failure.]

[The secrets of alchemy are not so easy to comprehend.]

[In this torture, with no idea when it would end, Morgan lived a long and failed life.]

[This is a loneliness that feels like a punishment, and she can only choose to accept it alone.]

【Everything is just like the question Mary asked at the beginning.】

What if what you get is not what you expected?

[But fate didn't seem to want to let Morgan off.]

[One day, she was guided by the notes left by other alchemists and, as if by some mysterious force, she arrived at the village of Blackmoya in Wales in the British Isles.]

[There, Morgan met a girl who looked very similar to his sister.]

【And her name is Grey.】

521. Grey's First Appearance/Evaluation of the Kings of Britain/Secret Friend (4k)

"..."

Morgan looked at the girl who called herself Gray who appeared in front of him, and his blue eyes couldn't help but widen a little.

Because except for the silver hair, which is slightly different from her sister Altria, the rest of the other parts can be said to be a perfect replica.

Even the lovely height is restored in an accurate manner. If you consider it carefully, the weight may be similar.

If you insist on pursuing this further, I'm afraid the only thing that is slightly better is the other person's breasts.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

How can they be so similar...

"that……"

"Excuse me...are you Miss Vivian?"

A soft voice came, bringing Morgan back to reality from the other person's appearance that was enough to surprise her.

At this moment, she, who was nominally an alchemist, realized that Gray became a little scared because of her gaze.

Being able to call out one's own name like this is already quite an easy thing.

Morgan quickly retracted his gaze, and then responded in the gentlest tone possible:

"Well, I'm Vivian."

"You...are here to pick me up Gray?"

"Yes, yes." Gray answered Morgan's words carefully, looking quite reserved.

"They're a little busy."

"So... let me take you into the village."

Gray's voice gradually became quieter, almost like a frightened animal.

This was obviously the aftereffect of the gaze just now.

Morgan, realizing this, smiled kindly, then reached out and gently patted her shoulder, saying comfortingly:

"I'm sorry, my behavior just now was indeed a bit abrupt."

"but--"

"You look a bit like someone I know."

"I apologize for my rudeness."

Sincerity may be the best way to communicate. After hearing what Morgan said, Grey was stunned at first, and then she smiled faintly as if she had sensed some familiar information.

"I see."

"If that's the case... then I can understand."

"But... could Miss Vivian please enter the village earlier?"

"They're all waiting for you."

"okay, I get it."