After all CGs are unlocked, Type-Moon's girlfriend comes to visit

"Merlin may be unreliable most of the time, but he was quite efficient this time... But looking at the situation, I think I shouldn't have bothered you."

When he said this, the pair of eyes as cold as a cold pond looked at him coldly.

Altria looked indifferent and just looked at Alvin silently.

Unexpectedly, after a brief moment of daze, Alvin quickly calmed down.

A helpless look appeared on his face, and he said, "She and I don't have that kind of relationship... After all, if there really was any relationship, I wouldn't have brought her to the basement."

"I was just questioning her about something."

In fact, when he thought about it carefully, he was originally worried that Altria and Morgan would appear at the same time, just because he was afraid that the two sisters would quarrel again when they met... But it seemed that after these days, they seemed to have calmed down a lot.

...That's easy.

As long as I explain it clearly and then tell them step by step about Tiamat, I can take Tiamat back to the palace temporarily.

Morgan le Fay glanced at the goddess behind him. Her delicate and pretty face was slightly flushed, and a few strands of black hair were stuck to her forehead...even her legs were trembling slightly.

Interrogation...?

Although it's not surprising that the prisoner would react like this after being interrogated... but no matter how you think about it, bringing such a beautiful girl to a remote basement is somewhat strange.

When Morgan thought of this, she subconsciously glanced at Alvin, who was staring at her with a very frank look.

Looking at his current reaction... maybe he is really just interrogating the prisoner as he said.

I should give Alvin some trust occasionally... After all, it was my distrust and even jealousy of him that ultimately led to the tragedy.

Morgan's expression eased a little, and the delicate atmosphere just now faded a little.

Alvin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the two sisters in such a "harmonious" state, he felt even more relieved.

Well... although I don't know what Lily and Morgan have been thinking these days, they won't fight the first time they meet... this is a very good sign.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Alvin's face.

However, at this moment, a soft and delicate body suddenly hugged him gently from behind.

Ishtar gently stroked the boy's chest with her hands, her voice lazily and charmingly, the kind that only comes after finishing something. "Dear, why didn't you continue when you saw them?"

"You were having fun just now, weren't you~"

Those words were filled with the joy and satisfaction of revenge, and as Ishtar finished speaking, the atmosphere in the basement that had just relaxed seemed to freeze in an instant, becoming so quiet that not a single sound was heard.

Alvin's expression gradually became more interesting.

Ishtar!!!

He appeared calm on the surface, but in fact his heart was already in turmoil, so much so that he could hardly maintain the smile on his face.

Ishtar's brief words struck the two sisters like a bolt from the blue.

Ishtar's words contain so much information that one can imagine a big drama with just a little imagination.

Morgan's face suddenly turned gloomy, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Altria's face was expressionless, but her eyes were also filled with suppressed anger.

However, under Alvin's increasingly brilliant gaze, Artoria slowly calmed down.

Then, the cold and calm voice of a woman suddenly came to my ears.

"I don't know where you came from, goddess, but... you don't think you can drive a wedge between him and me with this method, do you?"

Ishtar couldn't help but narrow her eyes, looking at the indifferent expression of King Arthur in front of her.

"Oh..."

She didn't seem to be too bothered by the hostility shown by Altria, but her eyes were full of surprise.

If it were a normal person, seeing a man and a woman alone in a basement, coupled with her actions just now, they would probably explode on the spot.

Is it true that he is King Arthur...?

Ishtar naturally didn't know, because with a sister who kept an eye on her husband all year round, Artoria had already developed a very strong mentality.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be easing, Alvin was about to speak at the right time to end the situation.

But in the next moment, he froze.

He looked at Artoria in astonishment, or to be more precise, behind Artoria.

"Aaa?"

I don't know when it started, but half a head appeared from the basement door.

A pair of bright and beautiful red eyes were looking curiously at the movements in the basement.

Ti Ma secretly peeping.jpg.

Artoria felt as if countless goose bumps appeared on her back. She suddenly drew out the holy sword and turned her head to look behind her.

When she saw the woman's appearance clearly, her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.

This guy...when did she hide behind him? !

The red dragon, with its super-strong perception, was completely unaware of the stranger's presence when approached by him?!

Morgan's expression also changed slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the strange alien behind him.

As if realizing something, she subconsciously said, "God...?"

Soon, she shook her head to reject this guess.

No... This level of standard is simply beyond the realm of the gods.

...Who is this guy?

Just when Morgan and Altria were on high alert, they saw Tiamat walking in as if nothing had happened.

Then, under the two men's fixed gazes, she reached out and hugged Alvin, her soft body pressed tightly against the boy. The dress made only of magic fit her body perfectly, and Alvin could even feel the soft and beautiful touch on his face.

She was so passionate that she seemed to want to rub Alvin's face completely into her arms. If it were any other time, Alvin would have hugged Tiamat without any hesitation.

However, he was not in such a mood at this moment, and his whole body froze in place.

Feeling the rather glaring gaze from the side, Alvin's brain started working at high speed.

Damn, why does this magic-condensed clothing of Tima look like she’s not wearing anything?

Bah! No, this isn't the time to think about this. Think about what to do now... Calm down. You're Britain's White Dragon. Strategies are no problem for you...

Alvin started brainstorming, and then slowly, he gave up thinking.

Only after Tiamat passionately expressed her love did she let go of Alvin.

At this time, the eyes of the two sisters had completely darkened.

Is Ti Ma really not naturally black... Alvin forced a smile and said, "This is a long story. Anyway, let's go back to the palace first, how about it?"

Perhaps because they saw that there was something else going on between Alvin and Tiamat, or perhaps simply because this was King Marco's manor, in the end, both of them agreed with Alvin's suggestion.

……

The black and gold carriage drove silently into the depths of the palace.

As a hospitable host, Artoria first had Tiamat and Ishtar settled, and then took Alvin into the King's Hall.

Morgan followed closely behind.

After Altria sat down in front of the main seat, she raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her.

"Tell me, what happened in the past few days?"

Morgan stared at him as well.

Why does it feel like this wave will be sent away if it's not handled properly... Alvin sighed softly and said, "This matter all started when Merlin sent me into the imaginary world..."

As he spoke, he gave a brief account of what had happened not long ago.

Of course, Alvin wisely chose to skip over some of the ambiguous moves with Tiamat.

After hearing the last part, Artoria couldn't help but fall into a brief contemplation.

"In other words... that woman just now was the spirit of the Mother Goddess of Creation, and was she the one who brought you out of the imaginary world?"

From this perspective, Tiamat can be considered Alvin's savior.

Morgan stretched out her right hand, and in her palm, 'black mud' quietly emerged.

Her enchanting eyes stared quietly at the 'black mud' in her palm, and she said quietly, "Not long ago, when Merlin teleported you to the imaginary world, a portion of the 'tide of chaos' fell into the banquet."

"I can sense that this thing can affect the will of others... and its power doesn't seem to be controllable."

"The Imaginary World is flooded with Chaos Tides. If what you just said is true... I'm afraid Tiamat won't be able to control it, and her body will continue to breed Chaos Tides."

"If her true form were to descend upon Britain, huh... then there would be something to watch."

There is a lot of meaning in the words.

The Mother Goddess of Creation, an existence of this magnitude is already a foul level for a time traveler.

Fortunately, she is in the imaginary world. If she appeared in Britain... I'm afraid the history of this world will collapse.

Alvin shook his head slightly, "She has no intention of disrupting world peace."

After all, if Tiamat really had this intention, she wouldn't need to seal herself at all. She could just release the seal and descend in her true form.

Altria gently closed her eyes.

Even she didn't expect that there would be a time traveler of this level in the British territory.

Fortunately, the other party has a relatively gentle personality... otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

While she was feeling relieved, the woman quickly remembered the intimate behavior Tiamat had shown Alvin just now, and she couldn't help but feel conflicted again.

Although she knew that the Mother Goddess of Creation would not fall in love easily, she probably had a good impression of Alvin because he was willing to take her out to play.

but--

When Artoria thought of the scene of Tiamat holding the boy just now, her heart was filled with complicated feelings.

"That goddess next to Tiamat just now seemed to be summoned by King Marco, right?"

At this moment, Morgan's voice suddenly rang out, "It's only been a few years since the White Dragon Campaign, but it seems these nobles still haven't learned their lesson."

Altria said calmly, "I will take care of this matter, don't worry, Sister Wang."

"That's good... I don't want him to die for this country again." Morgan said in a charming voice.

"Human greed will backfire on oneself and hurt others... As long as someone curbs this jealousy and greed, nothing will happen to him again." Altria stared at Morgan quietly.

This refers to the fact that Morgan launched a rebellion in order to snatch a man from his sister, and even caused the White Dragon Battle that shook Britain.

The moment he heard this, Morgan's hatred seemed to be ignited by Altria.

"You've earned my father's favor, the throne... and your own happiness. Someone like you, born with everything, has no right to dictate to me!"

Altria remained silent.

In Morgan's view, Altria seemed to have everything, but at first she had no interest in the throne at all and was even very resistant to it.

If possible, she would rather not have the throne.

But even if I tell Morgan this now, she will just think I'm showing off.

Morgan stood up and left the King's Hall without looking back.

Alvin didn't say anything, but just watched the scene silently, and then sighed in his heart.

It seems that it is not so much that there is too much hatred between Morgan and Altria, but rather that there is too deep a misunderstanding between the two sisters.

In addition, the mess left by old Bidenmerlin and the late King Uther is also the source of their mutual hatred.

Whether it's for the sister CG or for Britain, we have to do something...

……

The moon is like water.

The hazy curtains hung low, and a faint fragrance emanated from the depths of the bedroom.

Faintly, one can seem to see a graceful and attractive body lying on the snow-white and soft bed.