Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"I don't know how to explain it to you."

Ian shook his head.

He hugged her from behind.

"but--"

I don't want you to become so ordinary.

"Mingming, so beautiful."

"..."

"You're a really strange person."

Morgan responded to him in a low voice.

"She clearly doesn't know how to coax people, but she insists on doing it anyway."

"Artoria, my foolish little sister, she must be quite angry with you about this, right?"

Not even once.

"Artoria never gets angry with me."

"correct--"

I want to take you somewhere.

"Huh, no?"

Before Morgan could answer, Ian grabbed her hand.

"Put your clothes on first!"

"It's okay, no one will know where we're going."

As Ian spoke, his eyes were already bloodshot.

Morgan felt a jolt in his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

Wait a moment……

It looks somewhat familiar.

correct!

This is the place where Tiamat met him before!

That strange space called the Sea of ​​Life!

but--

It seems there's no Tiamat.

As the most outstanding magician in all of Britain, Morgan quickly realized what was going on.

This is an ability that Ian inherited from Tiamat.

He could also simulate and "create" a space similar to this sea of ​​life.

"What are you..."

"This is what the place where I was born looks like—"

Standing in the sea, Ian spoke softly to Morgan.

"Are children, as humans call them, also born in such places?"

"..."

Were you even listening to what I was saying?

Morgan looked at the sea before him with a complicated expression.

"I thought you only liked to eat and relieve your sexual desires at my place."

“I have it, I always have it.”

"..."

"no."

Morgan paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"Human children are not born in such a place."

"Whether it is a boy or a girl, they will be conceived in their mother's body and come into this world after receiving sufficient care."

"If that's the case, then every child should be happy, right?"

"..."

"Ah."

Morgan gave a wry smile.

"No."

"I think that if given a choice, some children would not want to be born into this world."

"why?"

"Because it's very painful."

Morgan looked at his hands.

"Even though all the suffering and hardship were not caused by myself, I have to spend my whole life repaying such debts and regrets afterward."

"What a painful thing this is."

"Is Bagst the same?"

Ian suddenly asked a question.

"what?"

Morgan felt a buzzing in his head.

"I said--"

As if afraid Morgan wouldn't hear him, Ian spoke again:

"Does Bagst also feel pain because of his birth?"

"That's...our child, isn't it?"

"When did you find out—"

"You said it, and I felt it too."

Ian grasped Morgan's hand.

“Bagust, he looks a lot like me.”

"..."

"Aren't you angry?" Morgan asked cautiously. "Suddenly you have a daughter and nothing."

"not angry."

"because--"

"You were actually really looking forward to her appearance, weren't you?"

Ian looked at Morgan.

"I completely accept this."

Everything was surprisingly simple.

The expected outburst of anger did not occur; instead, there was only a word of affirmation.

"Then, you don't mind having a second child?"

Morgan had barely finished speaking when he was suddenly picked up and carried.

The next moment, she felt herself and him fall into the ocean before her.

Gulu gulu——

Bubbles are rising in the ocean.

The British princess was held tightly, like a beautiful fish.

It's so hot!

So exciting!

The sea of ​​life... it all rushed in.

If the previous "creation" of Bagst was only accompanied by a pale sense of revenge...

Now, it feels like nurturing a new life.

This is……

Does he want a second child?

Morgan looked at Ian, who had transformed into a dragon and was completely suppressing him, and his heart began to twist.

Bagst, a failed work;

Today's children are the true fruits of love.

There was no deception; he simply needed the testimony.

Morgan's body also began to radiate magic, shining in the Sea of ​​Life where only the two of them were.

That was her other side as a lake spirit, wanting this child to fully inherit her love.

What should I call him?

Completely bewildered, Morgan pondered this question as he sank towards the seabed, when suddenly he heard the answer.

That was an answer that belonged neither to her nor to him.

The overwhelming magical power seemed to have prematurely awakened the consciousness of this new life.

"Mother."

Call me Bawanshi.

"I will love our father just as much as you do?"

96. None of you want me to marry him?

Between the thrones.

Artoria, seated on the throne, propped her face up with one hand.

Her gaze was so cold, like rain in winter.

She looked at Bagst and Melyuchina in front of her, remained silent for a long while, and then spoke:

Are you sure you haven't misspoken what you were trying to say?

"you--"

"Everyone wants to persuade me to call off this wedding?"

Let's go back a few hours.

Camelot, inside a tavern.

Bagst and Melyuchina sat at the same table.

"You mean-"

"Little one, do you also think this wedding is inappropriate?"

"This isn't like you."

"..."

Faced with Bagst's words, which sounded both questioning and tinged with sadness, Meryuchina quickly pictured Morgan sitting on Ian's lap.