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

Moran observed the center of the sea of flowers.

He had wanted to see if there were any relics from the past.

As a result, no trace was seen.

Thousands of years passed, and the remains of him and his wife were completely absorbed by Britain. However, this was also expected.

"Mei Luxin..."

Moran came to the crystal coffin in another part of the sea of flowers.

Meilushin originally chose to watch.

So, she has lived to the modern day and is now inside the crystal coffin in front of Moran.

Click——! !

Moran placed his hand on the sarcophagus.

This coffin was entirely designed by Morgan, and he was very familiar with his wife's magic costume.

A rumbling and creaking sound was heard.

After the coffin lid was completely removed, Meilushin, who was sleeping inside, also fluttered her eyelashes slightly.

Soon, she opened her eyes and met Moran's gaze.

This is a reunion after a thousand years.

"Mei Luxin, I'm back."

"Brother!"

The crystal coffin can be opened both inside and outside.

There are only a few people in the world who can open it from the outside. The moment she opened it, Meilushin knew...

The arrival of the brother I am waiting for.

Meilushin rushed towards Moran and hugged him. There was no need for more words between the siblings.

"Have you been waiting for me for a long time...?"

"Hmm... not long... I slept most of the way... so... no problem!"

Meilushin rubbed her little face against Moran.

It's like a kitten that hasn't seen its owner for a long time.

"Is it really okay?"

"Hehehe, I'll use the morning to get enough sleep, the afternoon to sleep gracefully, and I'll save my intimate contact with my brother for later. I'm Albion, a strong dragon... It's really no problem~!"

Meilushin's tone was full of energy.

You can't tell that he has just woken up from a deep sleep.

But, Moran is also Albion.

Although dragons can spend a long time sleeping, it does not mean that the process is easy.

Now, Meilushin is so light and lively.

Most likely, they didn't want the joy of reunion to be dashed.

She still remembers that wish.

"I've always wanted to be the number one in my brother's heart, someone no one can replace~!"

The words that Meilushin had said came back to my mind.

She is still practicing it today.

"Ah, I have always been proud of you. Melusine, you are the most beautiful dragon fairy in this British island."

"Brother...Sir...4.1"

Meilushin's body trembled slightly when she heard this.

Those beautiful amber eyes sparkled with phosphorescence, and just one sentence pierced her heart like an arrow.

Indeed, it is impossible to sleep all the time.

Whenever Britain is in trouble, she reappears as Albion.

The reason why people firmly believe that the first king is still alive.

A big reason for this is that it comes from Melusin. British legends have Moran as Albion.

Whenever Melrose saves Britain.

This would be considered as the protection of the first generation of kings.

Of course, Melusin is a loyal knight.

Being able to have people remember Moran like this is one of the few joys she has had in the past thousand years.

Even if my favorite brother is not around,

She can also do meaningful things.

Chapter 257: A Banquet Celebration for the King [Please subscribe! Please give flowers!]

"We'll talk later in the evening."

"Well, I'll listen to my brother."

Meilushin reluctantly left Moran's arms.

Her petite figure, like a doll, made Moran feel that she was so delicate that he always wanted to protect her.

Her body seemed fragile, as if it would break if hugged too tightly. Her slender yet extremely long arms and legs reminded people of the thinness of a swan, and she also had a dignified face like a fairy.

She is really a very cute sister.

"Let's talk tonight... I'll tell you all about the loneliness I've been feeling lately..."

Meilushin leaned close to Moran's earlobe.

The sound, as crisp and charming as a bell, can inexplicably touch people's hearts and make them anxious.

Moran looked at Meilushin who turned and left again.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in my heart.

To outsiders, she is a symbol of noble and stern chivalry, but in front of herself, her true colors are revealed.

Completely throwing away the knight's reserved etiquette.

It was as if she was saying that Long's desire was the greatest, and her lover's body temperature was the only thing she wanted.

What a funny and sad sister.

24 At the same time, it was also the Meilushin that Moran was familiar with.

"There's nothing wrong with the Holy Lance..."

Moran walked to the center of the ritual base.

The spear of light shining at the end stands here, and the holy light revolves around it like a galaxy.

It holds the island and the ritual base in place.

The first thing that served as the pillar of the ceremony was the golden sword.

Later, Moran and his wives discovered that although the golden sword had a high status, it was still not enough.

So, Morgan took out the Gun of the End.

It replaced the golden sword as the anchor of the fixed ritual, thus completely nailing down the British rules.

During the first British simulation.

Moran didn't find the right "weaving", but he really found it in the second simulation.

It is composed of the Principle Blood Ring and the body of the magic dragon.

Then use the star anchor that fixes the fabric of planetary rules to nail it to the surface of Britain, so that it can continue to exist to the greatest extent possible and prevent Britain's Age of Gods from fading.

"Although I can pull it out now, as long as I am in Britain, the Age of Gods will not decline. However, there is no need for that yet."

Moran released his hand from the Holy Lance.

Others have a similar anchoring effect in Britain.

The Holy Lance was originally chosen as the foundational pillar because Britain would lose its anchor after Moran left.

Now, he can draw out the Holy Spear at any time, even using it as a weapon.

"I have my own life ahead of me. Currently, I have no intention of truly returning as king. I'll wait until the True Law retreats. Holy Spear, please continue to hold out here for a while.

I'm sorry, I hope you can understand, this is just my willfulness."

Moran murmured to the holy spear.

The Holy Lance flashed with brilliance as if responding to him.

The Holy Lance that has long stabilized the foundation of Britain has spirituality. It is a spear that originally existed to fix the rules.

Furthermore, it has no opinion on its owner's ideas.

Although Moran returned to Britain, it did not mean that he would necessarily become the king.

Moran initially became king simply as a means to an end. It was undoubtedly true that he was more suited to be king than anyone else.

However, this does not mean that the person in question loves being king.

If there is a way to make the British Age of Gods continue more efficiently without becoming a king, Moran will choose to do so.

"Good boy..."

Moran smiled faintly.

He would continue to let the Holy Lance maintain Britain, but the Holy Lance also hoped to exert its power in his hands.

"Hmm? Are you bored? Yeah, Britain is so peaceful right now - hahahaha!

If there's a chance, we'll go onto the battlefield together again in the future Holy Grail War. I promise you."

Moran has not forgotten the Holy Grail War.

At that time, the help of this holy spear may be needed.

The specifications of the Holy Lance are rarely comparable.

If the user holds the holy spear for a long time, the user will become deified due to the influence of the holy spear.

It is capable of penetrating the boundaries of a planet.

At the same time, it can also transform people into weapons of gods.

The prayers of the Britons converge on the island,

If Moran chooses to accept the transformation into godhood bestowed by the Holy Lance, then he will only be a thought away from becoming a god.

Unfortunately, being a god isn't fun.

What Moran prefers now is to watch the cute children grow up under the guidance of their parents, just like an old man next door.

At present, there is no need to intervene.

That's why Moran said he would wait until it was necessary before doing it, as he currently has his own real life to live.

Regarding the burden of being the first king.

This ended when he died as king. As for showing the glory of the king to the Brakmoya clan.

This does not contradict what he thought.

The Blackmoya clan is connected to him as the king, so he must respond as the king.

He felt that these should be considered two different things.

If he couldn't even get a word of praise from this clan that had been loyal for thousands of years, then he, as a king, would be too cruel.

Moran believes that he is not so ruthless.