Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Morgan chose to remain silent instead of listening.

"Didn't she tell you?"

"It was only mentioned; how could the footage be shown to strangers?"

Morgan rolled her eyes at her. Her increasingly volatile emotions were evident in her expression, which pleased Mary greatly.

"This is exactly how I imagined her to be."

"You too."

"Oh dear, how could I possibly do that?"

Mary tried to argue, but Morgan completely ignored her, leaving Mary feeling helpless.

Oh well, he's coming out anyway.

Although Tiamat possessed the power of a beast, she was still a novice. Facing the experienced Shadow Scale, she did not last long and was quickly defeated.

It's not that I'm physically exhausted, but if I keep playing like this, I might really not be able to keep going, and my mind will go blank.

After resting for a while, Yinglin covered the four women with their blankets and then rushed to the living room. He wanted to question Meili about how much he didn't know.

"Merry, get out of here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Lin saw a very familiar ahoge (a type of hairy face) staring straight at him.

"Ahoge? No, the black bow... You're not the normal Artoria. The only one who looks like her and likes to dress in black is Morgan."

However, compared to Morgan of Pan-Human History, you harbor far less resentment…

"Do you recognize it?"

Meili was a little disappointed; she thought Yinglin would be very surprised.

“I even know about Kukulkan from the Lostbelt, how could you possibly fool me?”

“Just as I thought…” Morgan took a deep breath and said with a hint of disgust.

"It's a problem with the bow, but I don't like blue because it's related to her. Even if it has a little blue in it, it's hidden inside and never exposed."

The blue color represents Artoria, who will always be just her little sister and has no ability to compete with her.

Seeing Morgan readily admit it, Ying Lin's smile suddenly faltered. He looked closely at Morgan's beautiful eyes and noticed that the flawless azure blue had faded considerably, replaced by large patches of gray. He couldn't help but frown.

"The Rain Clan has been completely wiped out by the other fairies?"

Morgan, who was usually calm, suddenly blushed and stared intently at the boy who had asked the question.

"Hahaha, who is like you, asking someone's identity and immediately asking if their whole family is dead?"

Mei Li laughed so hard she rolled on the floor, pointing at the embarrassed Ying Lin, tears almost streaming down her face.

Morgan's fairy eyes hadn't completely disappeared; he knew Shadowlin hadn't done it on purpose, merely asking what time it was in Fairy Britain.

As expected, he possesses an ability even more powerful than [True Name Perception], knowing even the specific details of Fairy Britain.

Therefore, she targeted the instigator, Melly, and with a wave of her hand, azure rain pelted the inexplicable nightmare.

"Hey! Morgan, don't be ungrateful! It was Shadowlin who said it, what does it have to do with me?"

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Chapter Fifty-Seven: Fairies are beyond redemption

“He meant no harm, but you did, and you wanted to mock and incite.”

Morgan tried hard to suppress her anger, but Yinglin's words almost broke her defenses. In the end, she couldn't hold back and vented her anger on the hateful Nightmare.

"Count me in! I haven't settled the score with her yet!"

"Sarilang!"

Despite her attempts to escape using illusion magic, Merry did not manage to transform into flowers and fly away as she wished. Instead, Ying Lin grabbed her slender waist and easily lifted the seemingly weightless 40-pound magical girl.

"Take this slap."

Snapped!

What a magnificent Ansai waist drum performance!

It feels good in hand too.

The crackling noise forced Mary to turn to the blonde witch, who was sitting on the sofa and had somehow taken out a teacup to take a sip.

"No, Morgan, please save me! Even though I'm only using a clone right now, I'm still in pain!"

Morgan remained expressionless and very calm.

Seeing that her most hated Mary had been humiliated, all the resentment in her heart vanished, leaving only a smile on her lips.

"Who told you to say that to Tiamat? You'd think I was going to die."

"Idiot, idiot, big idiot! At least I'm worried about you. With so much malice, you'll be bursting at the seams sooner or later!"

Meryl finally found an opportunity to fight back relentlessly.

"Don't give me that crap. Don't think I don't know what your motives are. I'll punish you this time!"

To deal with Mary, you shouldn't follow her line of thinking.

Otherwise, whatever you do is wrong, and she is always right!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Meryl is still playing the victim.

Although Yinglin hit her with some force, it didn't hurt Meili at all; it was all an act.

She's extremely afraid of pain, so how could she possibly allow her clone to connect with her main body?

"never mind."

After fighting for a while, seeing that Meili was really about to cry, Yinglin was finally moved by her pitiful appearance and released the white-haired nightmare.

"I'm starting to suspect that you were the one who brought Morgan in."

"Haha~"

Merry chuckled twice, clearly not in any pain. She patted her red buttocks and was fine, but she also admitted why Morgan from the Lostbelt was in the Holy Grail War.

"It really is."

Yinglin was speechless; this Meili really knew how to stir up trouble.

Judging from the distribution of pupil color, Morgan is now...

"You don't still harbor any illusions about fairies, do you?"

"I……"

After thinking for a while, knowing the nature of the fairy, she ultimately decided not to hide it.

"Yes, I still hope they can reconcile."

"The problem is, good fairies are rare. Even if there are some, they'll probably be similar to that fairy."

"that……"

"She will thank you and will not blame your lower-level fairy. Speaking of which, she is often bullied. Many times, before you can even lend a helping hand, she has already been killed by other fairies."

Yinglin was referring to Bawan Xi, who had not yet turned into a female demon.

“It’s her.” Morgan remained silent for a long time.

Judging from her expression, it's obvious why.

There are very few fairies who are considered good.

"You wouldn't actually have any hope for a group of evil fairies who still enjoy bullying the kind and are unrepentant, would you?"

"When doing things, you can't always use a one-size-fits-all approach."

Because he was adopted by the fairies of the Rain Clan, Morgan harbored a glimmer of hope for fairies.

"Um. I know why you did this, but have you considered the Rain Clan's thoughts, or have you made a decision yet?"

Even with an irrefutable reason, it's still hard for Yinglin to understand why someone whose entire family was killed would still think about saving fairies.

"Besides, if I remember correctly, you already felt a bit disgusted, but you were just unwilling to face your own feelings?"

"Yes……"

Morgan, whose prediction had been completely accurate, trembled slightly in the hand holding the staff.

"Okay, how about this: when you have time, take me to Fairy Britain, and I'll make you truly make up your mind."

Morgan's eyes gradually brightened, and he genuinely believed that Britain could be saved.

"However, I must tell you beforehand that even though the Rain Clan was killed by their own people, they did not utter a single complaint. They clearly believed that it was the right thing to do and that they were paying the price for their mistakes back then."

"I also want to advise my companions to wake up as soon as possible, forge the holy sword, and then atone for their sins."

In fact, Yinglin had already made it very clear: it was about killing.

Morgan understood, but he was unwilling to do it.

"Furthermore, if you care so much about Britain, you can forge the Holy Sword and leave behind fairies who have done nothing wrong and are willing to bear their own sins, as well as innocent humans, to maintain the Lostbelt."

When dealing with Morgan, it's best to avoid direct actions like breathing on her, as this will only solidify her resolve.

We need to choose a gentler approach, using harsh reality to make her see the demon for what it truly is.

That is the right choice.

I wonder how many fairies will survive.

"Britain..."

Morgan no longer wanted to comment on the fairy; he only held a sliver of hope, albeit one with minimal impact.

"Lostbelts influence Pan-Human History, and you are part of Pan-Human History, so why..."

"Valhalla, imaginary space, can't you analyze its specific structure? You don't need to integrate into pan-human history, you can just place it outside the world."

"Or are you saying that your magic genius is fake?"

"Ridiculous! When it comes to magic, few can rival me!"

Morgan finally regained his confidence and believed that Shadowlin really had a way to save Britain. He admired him greatly and was willing to accept the title of Morgan of Pan-Human History.

“I love all your suggestions, my dear husband. I’m waiting for you to save our world.”

This time, she spoke in the tone of "Morgan".

After all, one of the reasons Morgan was willing to protect Britain was that the inherited memories accelerated her love for Britain, to the point that it became an obsession.

"You have a sweet tongue, I hope this isn't some outrageous insult?"

"Of course not, it's the highest praise for you, and also... her favorite way to address you, and you always seem quite happy when she says it. It's just that I'm not used to her speaking with such intense emotion."

Morgan replied, somewhat troubled.

But no matter what, they were willing to help me personally.

Let's reward him this time.

"she?"

"Morgan in Pan-Human History".

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Chapter Fifty-Eight: Thank you, Yinglin

"Morgan..."

Now it was Yinglin's turn to be puzzled.

The joy of being called husband by Morgan gradually faded.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of the system and hurriedly checked the time required for the next simulation.

[6 days]