Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

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Artoria did not respond to Vortigern's words.

Her intuition told her that the lowly king before her was definitely going to do something else.

And this is indeed the case.

Then Vottigan loosened his grip.

In an instant, the white dragons that had bound the Saxons were no longer subject to any restraint.

The next moment, on this burning battlefield, Vortigern walked toward the "tree" behind him that had long since escaped from the abyss and was growing unrestricted toward the sky.

If—

"If the contract made back then is real."

"Now, prove it to me."

As he said this, Vortigern reached out and touched the "tree" behind him, as if he were touching some mysterious entity.

next moment.

A gigantic figure appeared on the "tree".

That turned out to be...

Someone who bears some resemblance to Ian?!

140. Vortigern reveals his true form; Tiamat provides assistance?

Vortigern eventually revealed his true colors.

only--

It turned out that he looked somewhat similar to Ian.

The dragon that Vortigern had transformed into had complex and varied patterns on its body. If it weren't for the fact that its body color was quite different from Ian's, it would probably have given people quite a sense of surprise.

"Votigeng, what are you doing...?"

"Surprised, aren't you, Artoria?"

Beneath the "tree," Vortigern, revealing its true form, flapped its wings.

Instantly, a powerful gust of wind blew over during this action.

"I have never trusted the Saxons."

"They are foolish and arrogant, ignorant and greedy."

"All I want is for them to pay with their lives, paving a bloody path for my plans."

As if meditating, Vortigern exhaled a crimson-white flame as he articulated his thoughts.

Similarly, it was somewhat similar to Ian's flames, but at the same time, it possessed a completely different nature.

The two flames burned on the earth, and for a time it was impossible to tell which was superior.

only--

For Melyuchina and Bagst, who were on the ground, this was not so easy to avoid.

Fortunately, Morgan realized this and reached an agreement with Ian in time, landing on the ground and forcibly blocking the flames; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"False evolution, true evolution."

"Now it should be obvious."

"Uh-"

As soon as Vortigern finished speaking, the ground shook.

That was Ian after landing, kicking up again with all his might.

Click.

Several cracks appeared on the ground.

That was the result of the dragon's power acting on the ground.

A single, decisive strike.

The black dragon flew directly in front of the white dragon Vortigern, and then unleashed a terrifying attack.

boom!

Vortigern was sent flying, leaving two long trails on the ground before finally coming to a complete stop.

"Is this what you look like when you're angry?"

"But if it's just this one move, I can do that too."

Just a face to face.

Vortigern then spread his wings and charged back, just like Ian.

"careful!"

Morgan, whose mind was completely intertwined with Ian's, shouted directly.

This was a blow that should have been avoided.

but--

The black dragon showed no intention of avoiding it.

He kept making serving sounds from his throat.

Even their bodies began to heat up.

This is the "surface" that Artoria sees.

As for the internal—

Morgan, whose soul had completely merged with his own, saw a completely "unfamiliar" version of himself.

No.

It shouldn't be described as unfamiliar.

This is how he appears when he is in a state of extreme anger. The reason why he is not seen in the past is naturally because he has never felt anger towards Artoria or Morgan.

"I see."

Morgan hugged him.

She kissed him passionately, the one she possessed alone at that moment, as if she wished she could truly become one with him.

"You want to kill this bastard who has disrupted the order of Britain time and time again more than I do, don't you?"

"Then—"

Morgan hugged him from behind and then gently breathed into his ear.

As the first person to cross such a line with him, Morgan naturally understood how to ignite the dragon's inner desires.

"Show me that kind of possessiveness towards me and Artoria."

"You can definitely do it."

"After this is over... there will be a special reward for you."

It was clearly lewd talk, yet it served its best purpose at this moment.

Morgan felt that if he didn't have this damned identity, he might actually be able to take Ian for himself.

only--

She soon realized that something was wrong.

Vortigern not only shares many similarities with Ian in appearance.

He seemed to have received some kind of terrifying enhancement, to the point that he actually gained the ability to fight Ian.

but……

Who in all of Britain could possibly possess such power to transform such a treacherous white dragon into this state?

Is it the strange "tree" behind Vortigern?

No.

That shouldn't be possible.

If that were the case, one should be able to perceive this unimaginable flow of magic.

Besides...

With the help of the dragon's eyes, even in the midst of battle, Morgan was able to see the tree that was growing toward the sky.

Rather than calling it a "tree," it is more accurately described as a "living entity."

Morgan could feel its life-like aura.

But it is precisely because of this that, by reconnecting to the ley lines, she can further confirm that Vortigern's power does not solely originate from there.

He possesses similar powers to Ian.

and many more……

Morgan felt something flash through his mind at that moment.

A power similar to Ian's?

It's not just a matter of strength; even the patterns on their bodies are so similar.

I've encountered this situation before.

To be precise, I have tried to obtain similar powers in this way.

Could it be Tiamat?

Morgan felt his breathing become rapid.

If that's the case, then everything can be explained.

But why does he possess Tiamat's power?

That crazy woman...