My mother's love song

The witches used all the weapons they had to the fullest extent.

The only thing is, no magic was used.

Chapter 607 I know the winner is Morgan Le Fay

"Is it really okay to leave them alone?" Ainsel asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Einsel really loves to worry."

Rod said disapprovingly: “They are all decent people.

Right now, I must be in a garden surrounded by flowers and lush greenery, drinking afternoon tea like a dignified young lady while making artificial laughs like "Oh-ho-ho-ho!"

No, the witches were now rolling on the muddy ground, pulling each other's hair and slapping each other.

It was obvious that the boy underestimated the woman.

They will always show their most beautiful side in front of the man they like. He does not yet understand their primitive ferocity after taking off their disguises.

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The sun slowly sets and night arrives as expected.

The streets of Londinium.

The Fairy Queen from Pan-Human History and the Paradise Fairy from the Lostbelt were both lying on the ground.

Be it Morgan or Ash, their current state does not reveal any trace of their former elegance.

The witches had loose shawls, their faces and necks were covered with scratches and bite marks, and their neat clothes were torn into rags, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

At this point they couldn't care less about their appearance. They didn't even have the strength to lift their arms and could only lie on the ground, breathing heavily.

In the ultimate duel that determined the fate of the man and Britain, both Morgan and Ash had exhausted their physical strength.

For more than an hour, they twisted and rolled on the ground, punching, kicking and slapping each other.

They pulled each other's hair and tore each other's dresses.

When in a hurry, he would bite the opponent and use almost all means of attack.

however

The only thing that was not used in this battle was magic.

All the magic power was used by the two witches to heal themselves or to be converted into physical strength to beat each other, just to make the opponent more embarrassed.

"How can burning this stinky woman to ashes with magic be as satisfying as riding on her and slapping her in the face!?"

As expected, they are the same person [Morgan Le Fay] and have the same thought process.

If we simply compare the magical power, it is obvious that Morgan is more than ten times that of Ash.

However, unlike Her Majesty the Fairy Queen who has lived a life of luxury and luxury for more than a thousand years, Jian is a savior who has to sleep in the open air all year round and is accompanied by monsters and disasters all day long.

The arduous disaster relief journey made her superior to her opponent in terms of physical strength and practical fighting experience.

In order to make up for this huge disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat, Morgan had to consume more magic power.

Although it is not impossible to use power to strengthen oneself, just like when he killed Bagster in an instant or when he fought with the Lion King in the past.

But...if I use my power on a little girl like this, I will lose.

Until the end, Morgan did not make up his mind to use his power because of his proud self-esteem.

As a result, this war between women ultimately ended in a battle in which no one was victorious, and both sides had exhausted their physical strength and magic power.

Lying on the ground in a big character shape, Jian looked at the starry sky and sneered: "Humph, you are really useless.

Is that all? You really can’t defeat me, the Fairy Queen of Pan-Human History.

You lost the duel between us."

"What did you say?"

Morgan raised an eyebrow in annoyance.

Although she had just wasted all her magic power because of being drunk, as long as she waited for half an hour, her magic power would recover a little bit.

Morgan only needs to snap his fingers to make Ash and Londinion evaporate from the land of the fairy kingdom.

It was obviously me who was not serious... I didn't want to fight you seriously. Don't you even understand this?

Morgan was about to say it when Ash spoke.

"I told you the truth, right? You tried to break my spirit at first, but you failed and you couldn't break my will."

"……whispering sound."

Morgan sat up from the ground and gracefully brushed her moon-frost silver hair.

"Even so, the gap between us will not change."

"Ah, yes. I'm still not as good as you."

The blonde girl admitted with a cheerful smile.

Whether as a woman or as a witch.

Whether for Rhodes or for Britain.

It is an obvious fact that she is still far inferior to the Fairy Queen in pan-human history.

So it's nothing to be ashamed of.

Optimism is the greatest quality that the Savior Ash possesses.

However, even the size of the breasts was far different and there was no comparison at all... This was a little frustrating for the girl.

Jian took a deep breath and said, “But ah, you just wait in high esteem.

Morgan le Fay [Panhuman History Me]…One day I will catch up and surpass you.

By then, I will take Rod away from you, and I will avenge Bawanshi and the others! I will make you fall into the same despair that I experienced today!"

When he said this, there was a gleam in Jian's eyes, which made Morgan speechless for a moment.

The Fairy Queen turned away and said coldly.

"Anyone can just say nice things. What makes you think you can surpass me?

Can something that has not been done for 3000 years be done simply by adding the ambiguous adjective 'someday'?"

"Of course I can. I will win. It's simple."

Jian got up from the ground, stood up straight and brushed off the dust on her skirt.

She said sarcastically, looking down at Morgan.

"In the pan-human history, you are actually a loser."

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The moment Jian said this, the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

The cold murderous intent emanating from Morgan's body caused frost to form on the flowers and plants on the roadside.

The Fairy Queen did not take any action, but just stared at the golden-haired witch with a gloomy face.

As long as she said one wrong word again, Morgan would make her die here, even if she was the girl Rhode loved.

Then, she heard the blonde girl say with a bright expression that showed no fear at all.

"No matter how powerful you are, no matter how noble your status is, even if you have gained love...

In the end, Morgan le Fay, you failed to become the King of Britain."

"!"

Morgan opened her mouth wide, and an indescribable emotion flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Ash continued, “You ran away, Morgan.

You gave up your original dream of becoming Queen of Britain.

If a woman gives up on her own dreams and runs away from her ideals, what else can she be if not a loser? "

Morgan bit his lip wordlessly.

The eloquent concubine couldn't find any words to deny it.

Morgan knew the history of Britain when she was 17 years old, so after she returned to her own era, she gave up the fight with Altria and just acted according to human nature.

Even sending the children to King Arthur and inciting Mordred was just acting based on the premise of knowing the ending.

She never really fought for the British throne for a moment, but just enjoyed the pleasant and comfortable life of a queen.

Because I don’t want to embarrass my beloved boy.

Because the destruction of the kingdom is destiny.

Because I already understand my sister.

because……

There are so many reasons and excuses that I can think of.

That couldn't change the fact that she gave up her original dream!

Morgan le Fay, who loved Britain more than anyone else and had longed to become queen since she was a child, watched her sister ascend the throne amid the cheers of the crowd, but her heart was calm.

From that moment on, she was a complete loser.

His breathing was sluggish, and Morgan stared at himself in the lossbelt in silence.

Ahhh...so that's what is happening.

It was I who gave up Britain.

I am the coward who ran away from my dream.

The weak person who has been running away all his life... is actually me.

The light in the eyes of the savior Ash was something Morgan had lost thousands of years ago.

Unlike me, she never ran away.

Even though she failed again and again and suffered countless betrayals, she still insisted on being herself and bravely chose to make a comeback.

Time and again, for their own British [dream].

Unlike me who was lucky enough to meet Rod when she was a teenager, she finally met her destined person after experiencing all the sadness and pain in the world.

How naive! How could I possibly defeat her indomitable spirit?

Can a will that has not been extinguished even by 3000 years be destroyed by the witch's evil words?!

"Humph, you knew from the beginning that this would happen..."

Morgan understood why Rhodes hesitated to speak when he asked him for help.

The outcome of the encounter between the witches, the defeat of one of them, Morgan le Fay, had actually been foreseen by that person.

"It's still the same as before, my husband has a cute appearance but is actually a sadistic person.

You actually let me watch this kind of thing, you really are such an over the top scumbag that I can’t let go…”

Morgan closed his trembling eyes, lowered his head sadly, and asked Ash softly.

"So, what are you [I] going to do."

Although the answer was obvious at this point, Morgan still wanted to hear it from the girl herself.

It was as if by doing this the witch's fallen soul would be redeemed.

"Isn't it obvious? There is only one way to surpass you!"

Ash put his hands on his hips and raised his chin happily.

"I want to be the King of Britain who rules over the fairy kingdom! [Queen Morgan]!"

Her answer caused the witch to hold her breath further.