My mother's love song

Touching his abdomen that was scratched by his disciple, the Flower Magician sighed helplessly.

"I will be Arthur's teacher from tomorrow... I have to prepare myself."

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On the hills outside Camelot, dusk turns the green into orange.

The girl knelt on the grass.

"No one in the world loves this island more than I do... and no one in the world is loved by the island more than I am."

Almost biting her lower lip to pieces, grief making it hard for her to breathe, Morgan looked down at the dreamy landscape of Britain and burst into tears.

"I also want to protect Britain... protect the secrets of Britain and the people of Britain. So I work harder and devote myself more than anyone else."

She cried and complained.

How exactly am I inferior to my sister?

Shouldn't Arthur be the one being protected?

"No, no... this isn't right. It shouldn't be like this. Why would it be Arthur?

I know I am not good enough, but since the mystery chose me, then I should be the true king of Britain!"

As if tearing the sorrow and anger from the listener's chest, the girl let out a cry that was enough to curse the world.

"This is wrong. This is absolutely wrong!"

"What prevented you from becoming king was the malice and curse from human history. It was human nature that chose your sister."

The one who stood up to answer the girl's question was not any human being, but the world itself.

In the mysterious world, the will of the planet is named after the Greek goddess of the earth, [Gaia].

With the end of the continental era of gods, humans ascended to the throne of the planet's primates.

Although Gaia acknowledged the existence of humans and allowed a symbiotic relationship, He still had a strong sense of distrust towards this overly prosperous race in His heart.

In the not too distant past, the king who descended from the moon once warned Gaia like this.

"Humans are terrible. They grow up with the end of civilization time and time again. One day, these weak lives will turn against you and kill the planet."

Zhu Yue's prediction was obviously correct. After leaving the protection of the gods, the vitality displayed by humans was beyond imagination.

The British Isles, the navel of the planet, is the last remaining place from the Age of Gods on Earth, but now it is only a dying candle in the wind.

Out of consideration for restricting humans, Gaia also has doubts about whether the end of the British Age of Gods is correct.

Unlike humans, fairies are the tentacles and spirits of the planet.

Morgan's ancestor witch was a fairy from paradise [Yaling] who was born in the inner sea of ​​​​the star, and was equivalent to Gaia's biological daughter.

So she decided to give the girl a chance, of course, for her own purposes

If Morgan, the son of the mysterious side, can become the king of Britain, it means that the island's era of gods will continue.

"Do you want to be king?"

The girl who fell to the bottom of despair, the princess favored by the British Isles, did hear the voice of the planet.

"I will prepare a chance for you, son of the island who is rejected by human reason."

So, what is the price?

The girl didn't think twice and grasped at the straw without hesitation.

As long as I can become the King of Britain, no matter what the price is, it doesn't matter.

After the girl responded, a voice came into her ears from the distant other side of time and space.

"Hmm... let's not add the berserk spell, let's get a Saber Lancelot."

At the same time, a large amount of information was poured into the brain.

This information not only contains the necessary knowledge to participate in the Holy Grail War, but also includes Morgan's future.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have probably been driven crazy by this huge amount of information.

Morgan just clenched his teeth and endured the severe pain deep in his head.

Then, time and space became distorted.

A gravity source like a bottomless swamp grabbed her.

When she came to her senses, she found herself in a dark and damp basement.

Her eyes widened as the magic power of the boy she had summoned flowed into Morgan's body through the Holy Grail Law.

Beads of sweat oozed from her beautiful face.

Even when she met Gaia, the one expression she didn't show was trembling.

What kind of monster is this?

In the process of connecting with endless darkness, she witnessed the truth.

Morgan understood.

The boy is the same as himself, an existence that is denied by others.

Something that is hostile to humans.

Devouring humans.

Things that destroy humanity.

The dark magic that oozes out of its frail body is worthy of its title as the beast of disaster [MasterTelion], and it is superior to all things.

"Servant..."

The girl kept swallowing, adjusting her breathing, and suppressing the fear in her heart.

Don't show weakness.

I must never let him know that I am just a 17-year-old girl.

I must never let him know that I am just an incompetent loser.

"Caster, Morgan, answer your call."

The girl looked down at the boy with a frosty expression and declared arrogantly.

"O enemy of human nature, are you my summoner?"

The boy scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Oh my god, why is it Morgan... Awesome."

Gazing at the surprise and joy on his face, Morgan's broken heart felt a little healed for the first time.

She pursed her lips to hide the corners of her mouth that were raised in pleasure, and said coldly.

"Master, are you dissatisfied with the result of the summoning being me..."

Thus, the British princess's journey to find the Holy Grail, which was earlier than King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, began.

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P.S. You didn’t expect that. It’s not 1500 years old BBA, nor is it 4000 years old Lostbelt BBA, it’s really 17 years old!

Chapter 097: The Gun Stays Outside the Door

"…Hmm? Where's my robe?"

Altria walked out of the steamy bathroom and entered the room.

The sexy body that had just come out of the bath was covered with a little bit of crystal dew, and she was wrapped only in a short white bath towel, outlining her plump and graceful curves.

While wiping her long blonde hair that was scattered on her shoulders with a towel, she looked around for her nightgown.

"I clearly put my robe on the hanger..."

After searching for five minutes in vain, Altria sat down beside the bed.

The soft and luxurious mattress formed a perfect and attractive peach shape after the Knight King's plump buttocks sat down. She crossed her legs and talked to herself.

"Although it's unlikely, could it be that the Master stole my robe?"

Altria recalled that Irisviel had complained to her a few days ago that Rod liked to steal her underwear and play with it occasionally.

"You are so childish... Lord Rhodes."

At that time, Irisviel stroked her face and said in a daze, “If you like to play so much, just play directly... ahem, why don’t you just come to me...”

"..."

Altria held her chin and frowned slightly.

As expected, his nightgown mysteriously disappeared, so no matter how you look at it, the Master is the biggest suspect.

She stood up from the bed and opened the door to the room.

"Come to think of it, this is my first time going to the Master's room."

Walking in the corridors of Einzbern Castle late at night, the Knight King's face was covered with a bright color that should not belong to a knight.

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Rhode rested his head on her fair, round thighs and quietly listened to the story of the girl that existed in the distant past.

The 1500-year-old British princess who traveled alone across 17 years to an island in the Far East never thought that she would meet someone who truly understood her here.

"Heh... As expected of a Master."

Morgan looked down at him with eyes full of love and longing.

Her long silver hair slid down her delicate collarbone, and fell along her plump breasts onto Rhodes' face.

"When was I exposed?"

Morgan thought his acting was flawless.

Not to mention in front of the Master, whether facing King Arthur or her future son Gawain, she did not reveal any flaws.

"The first time I felt strange about you was when we first met Lancer and Irisviel.

At that time, your attitude towards the Knight King was quite cold.

In order to resurrect Arthur, your future self has formulated a complicated plan that will take hundreds of years. How could a yandere sister-con like this stay so calm when he sees her?

And in the subsequent daily interactions, you did not show any obsessive attitude towards her. "

"Has my future sister-con self become like that?"

Morgan showed an extremely unhappy expression.

The information she was instilled with by the Holy Grail was limited to the superficial legends and anecdotes about Morgan that were passed down to later generations, and naturally did not include the stories in the "El-Melloi II Case Files".

So Morgan was surprised when Rod said that after Arthur's death, she became a person obsessed with resurrecting King Arthur.

"The second time was when I took out the [Luoyan City Textbook] in front of you, and you actually asked me what it was.

It would be strange that the great witch Morgan would not recognize this famous magic book, not to mention that it was translated by your students.

I guess I started to doubt you from then on."

“…Hmm.”

Looking at the silent Morgan, Rhodes continued.

"Then one day I suddenly asked you a question

"What is your real name, King Arthur?"

You answered me that her name was Arthur."

"Isn't Arthur her real name?" Morgan asked in surprise.