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[But, in essence, they want to save each other]

[This battle is indeed only yours to handle]

[If anyone else wants to deal with Morgan, you won't allow it because she is your witch husband].

Chapter 151: Husband and wife quarrel [Please subscribe! Please vote! ]

[The process of the battle needs no further description]

[All I know is that the witch did her utmost to vent her hatred, and the man also did his utmost to bear this hatred.]

You didn't fall until the last moment

[He used his dragon body to withstand the attacks again and again, each time seeming to be on the verge of collapse]

You're Still Standing

[As if to say that his glory is still alive and well, and he can still accept her resentment as before.]

[But that's it]

[The witch is more angry than anyone else]

[She still loves you now, but cannot accept the path you have chosen. She cannot brush it off as "too good" and avoid the problem.]

This is the trouble that torments Morgan.

The fear that is growing in your heart now will eventually turn into anger, and in the future it will turn into hatred. You will continue to curse the eternally shining aurora.

Although it's a daunting future, she, like me, is also anxious about the end of it. Now, witnessing your perseverance, she is overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

“——Haaah… huh…”

Moran withdrew from Longhua and sat down on the ground.

Traumatized again and again, struggling again and again.

The result of over-driving the body is that the organs can no longer function properly.

All the calories are burned out.

The blood activity is also seriously insufficient.

It feels like consciousness could be disconnected at any time.

"Mmmm..."

The physical strength and functions used to support breathing.

It's almost burned out.

Moran came to his senses and found himself sitting on the ground in a pothole filled with thick ether fog.

This is the mark left by his battle with Morgan.

The castle had long been razed to the ground.

"Really? I'm using all my strength..."

Moran didn't expect Morgan to be so serious.

So, he also became serious.

Even so, it's still impossible to regard her as an enemy.

Seeing that cold and beautiful face filled with sadness, he couldn't point his sword at the thing he wanted to protect.

Of course, Morgan also tried his best.

But that was just to capture him alive.

She fought with Moran without wanting to hurt him, which led to this result.

"Hmph, you look like a loser. You're just trying to save face. If I leave you like this, you'll probably pass out from cardiac arrest, right?"

Morgan emerged from the thick fog of ether.

Standing only a few meters away from Moran.

"Morgan, you really did use all your strength... But you didn't win this battle."

"Hmm...the outcome is still undecided!"

Morgan put on a stern face and pretended to be smug.

However, the fatigue on her face and the trembling of her fingers showed that she was also holding on.

She gave her all in this battle.

"You're just as stubborn as Altria, are you two sisters in the same boat?

It's over, the battle between you and me is completely over! I still have some strength left to fight! No matter how you look at it, I'm the winner, right?!"

Moran was indeed exhausted.

However, there are still magical beasts around that he summoned and arranged.

Morgan's magic power is now seriously overdrawn, and continuing to show off will only hurt his body.

"Don't be so willful like a little girl. Mordred is more sensible than you, his mother! You want to take me away and treat me as your property? No matter what I say, I am not an item to be arranged by others!"

"You, you actually said that to me?!"

"You're the one who disregards my free will and acts arbitrarily, causing chaos on this land. Isn't that you?"

Although Moran was very tired.

But, I can still muster the energy to preach.

"Speaking of messing around, you're even more messy than me, right?!

I still have enough energy to fight back, and I'm not tired! You still want to fight me for a third round? I'm more than happy to accompany you! "

"Your number of dead lines is twice as high as it used to be! Your fingers are dying from lack of magic power! You don't even have the strength to hold onto your wand! There's no point in being so stubborn at this point, right?!"

If other men encountered such a willful person like you, they would have been scared away long ago! Only I will stay with you until the end! "

Moran's battle process was also very difficult.

Morgan's perfect use of magic in all aspects and his unpredictable fighting style leave people no room for guessing...

I am glad that I was not cursed by the curse that pierced my heart.

At the same time, I admire my own gentleness.

Even though he was stunned by Morgan, Moran was still wary of her and worried about her.

"I, I was showing mercy! I wasn't serious!"

"You liar! You smiled as you cursed me with a heart-crushing curse! If I wasn't lucky! You really wanted to crush my heart! You must have!"

"No...at most I just have this thought!"

Morgan was obviously feeling guilty when he said this.

She looked away as if choked, but launched another verbal attack the next second.

"Come to think of it, it's all because you were so disobedient, Moran! Even if your heart is crushed, it doesn't matter, right? For you from Albion, it's just a broken heart, it's not like you'll die!"

"This isn't your heart! I'd be in so much pain! Can you please give me some weight, you stupid witch?!"

"I was thinking about capturing you alive the whole time. This is already my generosity!"

Morgan is worthy of gratitude for this idea.

The final starting point was still to save himself, and Moran did not blame anyone for this.

But, her approach was wrong.

"Ha, 3.6. Thank you, witch, for showing mercy.

It has come to this, you have no strength left in your body, but you still want to be so stubborn."

"Moran, how can you be so nice!? You are the one who is going too far!

There has to be a limit to being so persistent! Decide your own path! Yet you keep chasing me like this!

If it weren't for you, I would have taken Britain long ago! You pervert who only knows how to chase women! "

"Grr...! That's too harsh! If I'm a pervert, then what are you for wanting to take me by force? A bitch!?"

Moran's heart trembled at what he said.

It felt like his heart was cursed, and he really couldn't refute Morgan's insults.

This is indeed too accurate for him.

Of course, Moran is also aware of this.

Chapter 152: The Biggest Lie in Life [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!]

"Shrew!? You said it! You said that to me! I was thinking of forgiving you, but now it seems I'm too soft-hearted! If you apologize now, I might listen a little!"

"No, I have no intention of apologizing! Besides, we've gotten to this point, you might as well praise me for not laughing out loud out of anger!"

"How could you hold it back! Aren't you just smiling happily right now? What's with that pitiful look!? Disgusting!"

Moran rested a hand on his knee.

Morgan held the wand that was broken into half.

The two seemed to have almost reached their limit.

But the spirit of these people showing no signs of decline, and what's more, they have the most noble bloodline in Britain.

Like these two.

But now they have let go of all their pride and reserve, like a couple yelling and scolding on the street, bickering non-stop.

"It's not pity, I'm just stunned. It's too much. I've reached this point, and yet you're still so beautiful.

As expected of a son of the British Isles, this was my first encounter when I first arrived on this island. The first true beauty I encountered.”

Moran really couldn't stop smiling.

But that was a tender smile when looking at something you love.

No matter how much 19 quarrels and curses.

It also couldn't hide the fact that he loved the woman in front of him.

Even if she is the most unreasonable shrew in the world.

I guess I would always rush to her side.

"I never thought there would be such a terrible man. You are worse than any man in the British Isles! I wouldn't be so distressed if I fell in love with any other man except you!"

Morgan's expression became complicated.

But she knew that there was no such thing as an "if".

Once you fall in love, you fall in love.

She couldn't deny that she deeply loved the man in front of her.

I love the warmth he conveys when he shines, but I also resent the fact that he chooses to ignite himself in order to release his brilliance.

These are two extremely contradictory emotions.

"You bastard, you have to be so stubborn. Even if I do this, you won't give up!"

"You know that in my eyes, your happiness is more important than my own. So..."

"Stupid, I actually fell in love with such a man. I'm really blind. You who called me stupid, aren't you stupid too?"

Morgan and Moran didn't move closer to each other.

What they said was nothing but meaningless quarrel between husband and wife.

The former stood there with a look of mixed emotions, while the latter sat on the ground with a gentle expression in response.

The swearing turned into a quarrel.

Then, it turned into laughter again.