Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

They threw words like "idiot" and "fool" at each other, using almost the same meaning.

Of course, it cannot be denied.

They were equally frank and laughed happily when they were cursing at each other.

Just pour out your emotions to each other.

"I'm sorry, Morgan. Everything I've experienced with you has made me very happy. However, I choose the future, so I can't agree to this."

Moran said in a calm tone.

This time Morgan did not respond with any criticism or ridicule.

Instead, he showed the same gentle expression.

"Really? I'm speechless. The man I fell in love with is so dazzling and hateful. Who told me to fall in love with him?"

"I'm sorry, if I could, I would also like you to..."

".....Don't go on."

Morgan stopped Moran from speaking.

Knowing that Moran wanted to bring happiness to herself, she knew that it was a difficult thing to achieve.

Even if Moran really would do it with all his blood and tears.

She also didn't want to see a man exacerbate the pain.

Moran has a pure desire to make her loved ones happy, so how could Morgan not have the same idea?

"I can't live in peace with Altria. Seeing that guy makes me angry. I won't stop you from pursuing your future, but I also hope you can respect my ideas."

“You are…”

Moran tasted a hint of bitterness.

Everyone knows this is just an excuse.

She is really too gentle.

Although Morgan hated Altria, he was far from wanting to kill her.

In reality, Morgan was worried about herself.

Her love is too heavy and deep.

If she continued to witness the aurora's fading colors up close, she would definitely do the same thing as she did today.

The worry that arises in your heart will turn into fear.

Fear turns to anger and hatred.

He constantly curses the things that dim the glory of the Realm Dragon, and uses means to crush everything to keep him alive.

Even if the Realm Dragon doesn't want this to happen.

Morgan's nature as a witch is such that she is infatuated.

For this reason, she couldn't be too frank.

In this era of extremely thin ether

The thick fog of mimicry soon dissipated with the wind, and a ray of warm sunlight shone on the earth.

The world seems to be waking up from sleep

The remaining residue of the ether dissipated rapidly, and the dots of light added a touch of dreaminess to the witch.

"Just as you are so willful, let me be willful for a bit. Besides, didn't you also tell me that even if we are separated by realms, the connection between our hearts will not be severed?"

Morgan seemed to be narrating something insignificant.

Moran's throat twitched slightly.

[You have always tried your best to do your best, and even now you want to reach out to her.]

[But you know, you can’t do this]

【Objectively, he already possesses the witch's heart】

[Now, she just made a trivial wish based on the happiness of her lover]

"I'm sorry, Morgan..."

With a feeling of warmth and sadness that even surprised myself.

Moran spoke his final words.

"There's no need to say that. This is my own choice. It's also the best choice for us."

Morgan felt no signs of it.

Whether it was resentment towards Moran, disgust towards Altria, or worry about himself.

The will to be willful is no longer strong.

The choice of separation is to ensure the beauty between the two people, and not to let disgust and hatred taint this relationship.

"This time, let it be Altria. I don't need a man with a bad heart like you."

Morgan turned around, his silver hair fluttering in the wind and waves.

As if accompanied by the colors of the galaxy.

She told the biggest lie in her life.

Chapter 153: The Anticipated If [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

"If my stupid sister doesn't cherish you even now, don't blame me for coming back and snatching you away later."

She seemed to be smiling as if praying for the man's happiness.

The witch's figure became increasingly blurred.

At this point, she couldn't help but say the last sentence, expressing her true feelings -

"If you were not born in Albion, and I were not born in Britain... then would our endings be different..."

Morgan's tone was filled with anticipation.

[It was like returning to the girl who once hid deep in the castle, expressing the most innocent wish.]

【Faced with this sudden and pure inquiry】

You grit your teeth.

Slowly—

I feel the sharp pain in my body stirring again, wondering if my body has reached another limit.

"It will definitely be more ordinary and boring. But it will definitely be a good and warm life. I want to believe that."

"Haha, not bad, isn't it... But everyone knows that this thing doesn't exist from the very beginning. But since you said so, Moran, let me hope for the best."

What is engraved in my eyes is her supreme smile.

Moran didn't say anything to persuade him to stay.

He wanted to get everything he could, and now the witch was indeed attracted to him, and that was exactly the case.

She chose to leave for the sake of this relationship.

Just like Moran's stubborn pursuit of happiness.

If she really cared about Morgan, she would not stop her from thinking this at the moment, otherwise it would only push her into the abyss.

That's not what is called love.

But it is the selfish desire in human evil.

【What remains at the end is the memory of separation】

[Watching the witch disappear into the brilliance with a brilliant smile, she left with her reluctant eyes.]

You guys are trying to maintain this relationship

[A joint decision was made]

[This is also an experience that you cannot regret, although you cannot fully accept the result]

But you can understand Morgan's approach.

[Pick up the almost shattered self and consciousness, and climb out of the painful mud pit again]

You return to the holy city of Camelot.

【Mordred accepts King Arthur's punishment】

Bedivere had no idea what happened to you, but he knew that Mordred had made a mistake.

Although the whole thing surprised him

[But as the king's secretary, he knew what to say and what not to say. Mordred was punished by cleaning the stables, and anyone could see that Artoria didn't mean to punish her seriously.]

Although Mordred boasted about destroying Britain,

[But, in the final analysis, it's still her problem]

She didn't see through your true situation, nor did she come up with a real solution to the problem. As a daughter, Mordred harbored this anger and resentment, which Altria took for granted.

[There is my own fault here]

[Altria feels guilty, even now that she knows the truth]

To solve the problem between Britain and you

[At present, they still need to find a mystery of sufficient size. At least their vision has not changed.]

【As for the expedition against the Romans?】

【That goes without saying】

Although they lost two ships and hundreds of soldiers in the battle with Rome, the results were many times greater than that.

The Romans were routed.

The peace treaty was signed more easily than expected, and you extorted a series of compensation from them.

[The Romans were so overwhelmed that they dared not even breathe]

【They finally had no choice but to agree】

The soldiers' faces were filled with joy.

[The long battle with alien races has finally ended]

[Although the continuous evil deeds can only be prayed for by God's grace, the struggle between people has ended here.]

Soldiers weary of life are full of hope

Compared to them, Altria's face is filled with anguish. Her biggest problem remains unsolved.

[Unable to find a mystery of sufficient specifications]

When Artoria and you returned to Britain, she noticed that your health was deteriorating.

“Cough, cough cough…～～.”

[You have lost four of your five senses——]

【Perception, smell, hearing, taste】

"Only my vision is still functioning, and my hearing isn't that problematic either."

He can communicate with others by reading lips.

【It’s just that the situation is not good now】

You are suffering from persistent chills and spitting out bloody phlegm.

[Although various means are used]

However, none of them succeeded.

[I can clearly feel my body decaying from the inside out, and a dizziness fills my brain. There is only one benefit.]