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

Moran took a deep breath and said.

In the past, he was able to penetrate even the barrier of the Sea of Stars, so dealing with barriers formed by magic is no problem.

You hold this spear of realm.

[Thrown out of his hand like a meteorite, the magic circle engraved with Roman numerals overlapped and interlocked.]

[It turns into a golden torrent and crashes into the barrier]

[In just a moment, the pinnacle of the magic barrier was pried open with overwhelming force, and even the remaining force penetrated the sky.]

[After a while, only the collapsed barrier with a large hole remained.]

[Quickly repair the cracked barrier]

It’s too late to remedy it.

[The moment the big hole appeared, you exploded and dived into the castle at high speed]

[The outer barrier is the hardest]

[Other traps and built-in barriers cannot block your progress at all, and cannot weaken your will at all]

[The result is not surprising]

You come to Morgan again.

"Why... do you do this to this extent again... I clearly... don't deserve you to be like this..."

Morgan bit his lip and said angrily.

She wasn't simply blaming Moran.

In fact, at the end of the first act, she saw through magic the glory and miracles that Moran displayed in the fairy realm at the cost of his life.

The scenery was too beautiful and dazzling.

What she saw was the final dragon's swan song and dance, which contained no sorrow or reluctance for death.

But with a vision and love for the future.

That’s why it’s so gorgeous and dazzling.

"........."

At that time, Morgan was attracted by the Pure Aurora.

The love in my heart has not diminished in the slightest.

However, even though her lover had opened up a bright and glorious future, she was still blinded by her own resentment.

I regret not being able to be with him at the end.

I shed tears for myself as a witch.

The gap between her, who was inclined towards darkness, and the overly dazzling dragon was too great, too incompatible.

She has the meanness and viciousness of too many people.

"—Do you think I care about these things? My brilliance has nothing to do with your darkness! Because, I only know one thing, the woman I love is Morgan Le Fay!

Isn't it natural for a man to do everything he can to save the woman he loves? If he doesn't do that, what kind of man is he?!

Words like a scolding came into my ears.

Breaking through the darkness that Morgan still imposed on him at this point, Moran came to her like a warrior cutting through thorns.

"You have to understand that I'm not dazzling just for the sake of being dazzling. I'm just that way because I want to make you happy. Don't put the cart before the horse! If you can be happy, it doesn't matter if I'm covered in filth..."

Moran came up to Morgan.

Just when he was about to touch the woman in front of him.

"I told you—don't touch me!"

Morgan used his superb skills to change the direction and kicked Moran, who did not fight back, out.

Moran still wanted to reach out to her.

As a result, a pitch-black gun blade was placed on his neck.

"........"

Reflexive speech clogs up.

Thinking also slowed down because Moran saw the expression on Morgan's face -

The trembling voice and the expression on the verge of tears were almost exactly the same as when she chose to leave him.

"Don't touch me, please—

Don't look at me, please—"

Morgan seemed to be claiming that he was dirty.

I can't control my jealousy more than anyone else, but in the end I still can't control my selfishness.

Even she felt disgusted with herself.

"No, I will look at you more intently than ever before, and I will want to touch you more than ever before.

You are so sad, I will never let you leave."

Moran uttered words of disobedience.

He let the spear, which contained the highest-level curse, point at his neck, the sharp blade almost cutting the carotid artery beneath the skin.

But Moran did not hesitate at all.

Take another step towards Morgan...

Chapter 201 Let the Miracle Continue [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

[The cursed gun blade cuts through the skin]

[The curse is invading you.

[Spider-web-like black lines took root in the wound on the neck, emitting a foul stench like a foul poison.]

[Bringing filth to the dazzling aurora]

"I'm not as good as you think, nor am I worthy of your efforts. I'm an ugly witch with a dark and cold personality. I'm jealous more than anyone else, and I'm greedy and selfish beyond your comprehension. You've always held such high expectations of me... How naive!"

"Ugly? What nonsense! You haven't changed since the first time we met. I always think you're beautiful. In fact, no matter what you become, my feelings for you will never change."

Moran looked into Morgan's trembling eyes.

At the same time, he was still approaching her.

"It doesn't matter if you say I'm a stalker. No matter where you go, there's no point in running away. I will catch you back.

Morgan, I can't do this without you."

In fact, as long as Morgan is not by his side.

Happiness cannot be filled.

Moran must have this woman by his side and cannot accept Morgan not being around.

Even if it is unreasonable, extravagant and domineering.

I also want to possess her and hold her in my arms.

Because Moran could clearly feel that Morgan loved him.

If not for this, she wouldn't be upset and hesitant, and she wouldn't look like she was about to cry.

Since you love each other, why can't you be together?

Moran didn't understand anything beyond that.

Matters of personality and identity are a completely different matter, and can be dealt with and considered later.

At that moment, he just wanted to hold this woman in his arms and soothe her sorrow with a passionate and enthusiastic kiss.

"How could it be... Even without me by your side... You can still perform miracles... If I were by your side... it would only cause you pain..."

"Last time, that was right... I wanted to let you know that most men are troublesome and very delicate. If they are treated coldly, it will make a hole in your stomach. If you care about me, don't think about running away from me. That will make me suffer."

Moran knew very well what men were like.

In fact, men are not that strong.

[They are all creatures that cannot survive without pretense, and their arrogance and beliefs need support.]

[Without support, the house will naturally collapse]

[No one can achieve a brilliant future without any belief]

[In the final analysis, that’s it]

The essence of their existence is very delicate.

[The same goes for Moran. If there is no woman in his life who is worthy of his love, he will have no desire or motivation to work hard.]

"If there's anyone who can make my light fall and dim, it's you. You're the only one who can completely kill and stop me."

Everything Moran did was for their happiness.

He is definitely not the only one with this burden on his shoulders.

If the destruction was caused by something he loved, a single blow would probably be enough to prevent him from getting up again.

It doesn't mean there's no way to start over.

Rather, there is no point in continuing.

All efforts are based on this origin, and the fundamental loss of meaning is extremely terrifying.

"I told you, don't come near me!"

"Morgan, do you want this gun to stab me?"

Moran has come to Morgan.

Of course, the magic spear was also pressed against his chest.

No defense was taken against this.

Just one strike can inflict irreparable damage.

"........."

Morgan was silent, biting his lip.

She hesitated to stab the magic spear into the man's chest.

[Seeing her running away and leaving you like this, you think this is dangerous.]

Is it painful to be with her?

【Strange, you never feel this way】

[She is such a considerate woman who puts herself in other people's shoes. It's hard to find someone in the world who can move you like that. How could you just let her leave in tears?]

Moran didn't know what Morgan was thinking.

It seemed that up to now, he was like a creature that couldn't even hold a woman in his arms properly.

"Morgan, am I so unreliable to you? Am I as incompetent as those ordinary people?"

"...But you said you were very slender."

"Ahh...that's not what I wanted to say...Huh...Morgan! Do you really think I can't make you happy?!

Do you really think that I will suffer because of you!?"

Moran scratched his head as if he had given up thinking.

It is difficult for a man to win by arguing with a woman about emotional issues.

So, he chose a more direct approach.

Give your feelings away.

Although clumsy, it is an effective method.