Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"only--"

"If that is indeed your son, and he has been completely bewitched by another bad woman, then it will be difficult to save him later."

Morgan's words proved effective.

Tiamat quickly became restless.

"Do not--"

"Absolutely not!"

"No one can do that!"

"Then tell me how to identify it?"

Morgan's lips curled into a slight smile as his plan succeeded.

only--

When she heard what the other person said, she froze.

Because that's what Tiamat said:

"Just one kiss will do."

This is the solution she proposed!

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It's the third watch again today!

21. You are like my mother (2/3)

If it weren't for the certainty that Tiamat's maternal love was definitely problematic.

Morgan would certainly take her words to heart and assume that her son had tricked a wife into coming home.

Does kissing equate to a method of identification?

What kind of tactic is this?

But the problem now is...

Tiamat is serious.

Therefore, this method, which is like waking up Sleeping Beauty, is also serious.

"May I ask why it can be used as a method of judgment?"

"because--"

"He is a very special person."

Tiamat, lying in the Sea of ​​Life, embraced the air, her breath steaming slightly, which did indeed look somewhat frightening.

"He is a dragon, and he is also a man."

"so--"

"If anyone were to kiss him while he was still in human form, they would probably see another side of him, the dragon form?"

"That boy hasn't tried with any girl other than me yet—"

Is its true form actually a dragon?

Morgan became increasingly surprised as he learned more about the inside story.

This legendary creature is extremely powerful.

If, as Tiamat claims, a simple kiss can seamlessly switch between modes, then it could indeed be a remarkable technique.

But then again——

Morgan carefully recalled Tiamat's remarks.

Did she say something that seemed off?

that……

Is this really something a mother should do?

"But this method is pointless!"

Before Morgan could even process what Tiamat had just said, Tiamat roared again.

"Because no one can do that kind of thing with Ian—"

Tiamat's eyes flashed red.

"If I find out."

"Even if I reach the ends of the earth, I will still kill the human who dared to do such a thing."

"They absolutely must be killed!"

"..."

For a fleeting moment, Morgan felt that compared to Tiamat, he was merely dabbling in something insignificant.

"It really is a useless method."

"Um, Tiamat, I have some things to do right now."

I'll contact you later.

"Um--"

Tiamat was also consumed by hatred for her imagined enemy.

"Let me know as soon as you have any news."

"Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook, absolutely!"

Boom——

Thunder rumbled in the clear night sky.

That was a scene almost identical to what Morgan had seen before.

Can't go wrong.

Even though it felt like a completely different world, Tiamat was still able to influence Britain in a rather unique way.

"Well, I will."

Finally ending his intense conversation with Tiamat, Morgan leaned back and lay down on the bed.

My so-called hope turned out to be such a distorted existence.

This is really tricky...

However, since we know the other party's purpose, there must be ways to take advantage of it.

Wait!

I will definitely take back all of Britain!

Morgan thought to himself, and then felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

She's had a long and eventful day, so she's naturally quite tired.

time flies.

The starlight faded, and dawn quietly arrived.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Morgan carefully began to dress herself.

Even if no one cares, even if no one pays attention, she must always maintain the most elegant demeanor.

"In terms of etiquette, we are second to none."

This is her bottom line.

However, something was a little off this morning.

Morgan heard footsteps.

That's right.

After losing his right to the British throne, even his maids were reluctant to approach him, yet someone was actually walking towards his room.

Morgan paused combing her hair, tied it up simply, and then leaned against the wall to listen more intently to the sounds.

Her intuition told her so.

The situation is not good.

And this premonition soon became a reality.

only……

The method was slightly unexpected.

With a thud—

The door in front of Morgan seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

Immediately afterwards, a hand smashed through the door.

While the princess was still dumbfounded, it quickly began to sway from side to side.

Soon, a hole appeared in the door.

A pair of eyes stared directly into the room without any hesitation.

To be precise…

He was looking at Morgan.

"Excuse me, may I come in?"

"..."

Morgan had forgotten how long it had been since he had been this surprised.

But her past experiences quickly calmed her down.

To be precise——

It must have been those eyes that calmed her down.

Can't go wrong.

Standing outside the door was the same irritable knight who had drawn his sword alongside Artoria.

Why did he come here?

Morgan became increasingly wary.

"Why did you come in? What do you want?"

"I smelled something."

The boy answered in this way, and then tore the opening in the door even wider.

The thick wooden door seemed to him as nothing more than a thin sheet of paper.

"Please let me in—"

"..."

If the previous communication was polite, then this is a blatant demand.

Morgan even felt that if he didn't open the door, he could tear it in half the next moment.

pat-

The princess of Britain opened the door.

Even so, she was prepared to retaliate.

If the other party does anything outrageous, those magic tricks they have painstakingly studied will definitely make him suffer.

however--

Just like the abruptness of the visit, what happened next was also unexpected.