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

Even the loneliness and pain of childhood are so similar.

Just like Morgan when Moran first met him.

At that time, Gray was also filled with sadness and loneliness in her heart, and she also yearned for light and redemption.

This child must be helped.

At that time, Moran thought so in his heart.

"No one has ever said these things to you before, right? Thank you for your hard work. But, there's no need to hide it in front of me.

Gray Blackmoya. Thank you for your hard work. Not only are you my husband's disciple, but you're also a descendant of my blood...

If you don't mind, I want you to be my adopted daughter."

Morgan said this with tenderness.

She looked at Gray with eyes full of pity.

It is because I know better than anyone the sadness of not being accepted by anyone and the pain of even my parents being away from me.

So, she didn't want Gray to bear it anymore.

"I became...Mr. Morgan's adopted daughter?"

Gray was a little confused for a moment.

The fairy concubine who accompanied the first king in history and was regarded by the British people as a symbol of wisdom and beauty.

Her presence is one of the reasons why the king's brilliance shines so brightly.

Not only was he a magician whose power had reached the divine realm, he was also the greatest contributor to the founding and unification of Britain in the Age of Gods.

Princess Morgan lived in Britain before it was unified.

She was already with Moran.

Many anecdotes and stories about the first king and Princess Morgan, which were passed down throughout Britain before the founding of the country, remain. This princess left a profound mark on Britain.

If we talk about why the first king was so successful in Britain, we will inevitably talk about his wise wife.

"Husband, is this okay?"

"I don't have any opinion. Let's see what Gray thinks."

Moran could tell Morgan was very fond of Grey.

The concern in her eyes overflows like running water, and no matter how you look at her, you will feel that she is a gentle mother.

Only Modred lived in Bengbu.

But, she obviously had no say in this matter.

"Gray, are you willing to be my adopted daughter?"

"......"

Things are moving so fast.

So much so that Gray didn't know how to respond for a moment.

My heart is filled with mixed feelings of happiness and sadness.

I cried because my long-standing pain was exposed, but I was also deeply moved because I felt healed.

Morgan, like Moran, wasn't just focused on her looks.

Instead, he looked at Gray herself.

"........Mm, am I too impatient? You can sort out your thoughts first and then talk to me. I won't force you to make a choice here. There is still a lot of time. You won't suffer from this confusion in the future. I will not let the tragedy that befell me happen again."

Morgan noticed Grey's confusion.

She knew what Gray had been enduring, and it was too much to ask her to make a decision in an instant.

Therefore, Morgan gave her a hug.

Just like comforting a crying child, it is the comfort a loving mother gives to her child, just to heal the wound in her heart.

"Ah-"

Gray was still in a trance.

Unlike Moran's blazing light, it suppressed all the pain and sadness in her heart.

If I must describe it.

Morgan's embrace was like delicate waves, melting all the sorrow and pain into the ocean.

"Gray, you're so much like my old self. If I hadn't met Moran, I would have been consumed by this sadness and loneliness. In the end, I would have become a witch who would stop at nothing to seize the throne.

I am very fortunate to have encountered the Aurora that belongs to me. So, I think this time, I will be your light.

Morgan's words were very gentle.

Moran, who was listening, smiled and couldn't help but recall the first time he met Morgan.

Whether it is the first simulation or the second simulation.

I never thought about giving up on her.

Although there were sad moments along the way, fortunately it still reached the best ending.

"Wow... It's strange... I can't stop crying... I don't want to do this in front of you... This is too embarrassing..."

Gray's soul thinks of her past self.

The self that has not changed at all.

In Morgan's arms, she felt the long-lost affection of family and was not afraid of human contact.

Here, she is not some village god.

She was just a crying girl.

There was no way to avoid the passion that was like fire, the soul that was as bright as light. This moment was the truth for her.

Whatever I wanted to say got stuck in my throat.

My eyes couldn't stop getting wet.

For the warmth that embraces me——

Ah, no, there's nothing I can do.

The girl hadn't felt the warmth of human love for a long time, and the emotions she had been suppressing burst out like a dam breaking.

This was the light she once felt in Moran.

Very similar, yet different.

Just as both her father and mother were indispensable, she felt truly complete at this moment.

The blazing flames guide its direction.

The soft moonlight heals his pain.

Just like the first time Moran took him away.

Gray cried uncontrollably again.

Thank you for your concern. It is so great to meet you. It is so great that you are my ancestor. Thank you.......

Various and endless.

The words that needed to be said spilled out one after another, turning into tears streaming down her cheeks.

As a person seeing her beautiful and dignified figure before her eyes, Gray could only sob like a little child.

"Finally... Now Gray should be able to face her appearance."

"...The blind admiration of future generations for us is precisely the source of this child's tragedy. When everything you know slips away from you, when everything about you is deemed unimportant by the world, that kind of pain is simply not something a child should ever have to endure."

Morgan had just sent the unconscious Grey back to her room.

She is very concerned about Gray.

"It is precisely because of this inevitable problem that we need to intervene to save the world... I am very happy that you have answered my call and come to this era."

"Haha, my husband, isn't it because you need me to handle government affairs for you?"

Morgan said with amusement.

Slender fingers like white jade stroked Moran's chest, as if saying: "This family can't do without me."

Chapter 370: Because I’m Afraid of Loneliness [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]

This is a charming yet restrained expression.

A tone that can touch people's hearts inadvertently.

A beautiful fairy concubine who holds her husband's heart in her hands time and time again and never lets a man forget her.

"Well, I don't rule out the idea. You already have fairy eyes, do you still need to ask me this?"

"Husband, you actually think of me like this. Treating me as a peeping Tom is a bit too hurtful..."

Morgan pretended to be hurt.

A very innocent expression.

"I won't look at you with my demon eyes, my husband. Unless it's a special situation, I won't do that."

"Um...what's the special situation?"

"Of course, you want to betray me. If that's the case, then it wouldn't be surprising if I used my Fairy Eyes. But, at that point, using my Fairy Eyes alone wouldn't be enough."

Morgan smiled a gorgeous, beautiful smile.

This smile was not as gentle as the one she gave Gray, but was accompanied by a hint of sadism that was in keeping with the witch's style.

"I will curse anyone who dares to dump me to death. However, I believe that my husband will never do that."

"...Morgan, how could my feelings for you change? I'm already in love with you. But cursing you to death is too much, isn't it? It doesn't have to go to this extent, right?"

Moran felt an inexplicable chill rising from his back.

Although he also felt that it was impossible for him to leave Morgan, the two had been husband and wife for nearly a thousand years.

But, I heard my wife say this.

It will give you some goosebumps.

"Oh? My dear husband, you have an idea? You want to come and try a magic competition with me after such a long absence?"

"Ahem, that's not necessary. Besides, didn't I call you as soon as I woke up in this era? I didn't make you wait too long, did I?"

Moran added to stop the atmosphere.

Not long after he woke up, he summoned Morgan and others. It can be said that he was quite diligent.

“…You pass.”

Morgan said softly after a moment of silence.

The previous dangerous atmosphere was gone, and it was impossible to tell whether she was joking or not.

Love is really very heavy.

Especially for a woman like Morgan who is willing to give everything for love, if she is betrayed by love, she will probably become a more terrifying avenger than anyone else.

Moran has a heavy awareness of this.

This is also the reason why he almost never lies to his wife.

Having a wife who can see through all lies. It can be said that not being honest is almost a suicidal act.

"Husband, you summoned us on the first day you returned. Well, you deserve a commendation. I have always believed in you, husband."

Morgan's smile was bright.

However, the perceptive Moran caught a piece of information, a piece of information that Morgan should not have known.

"Wait, I didn't tell you how many days have passed since I returned to the modern era from Greece, right?"

Moran looked at Morgan questioningly.