"That's not selfishness!"

As dusk fell, the sounds of laughter and playfulness echoed through the garden.

No one noticed that an invisible wave was closing in on Camelot.

160. Tiamat: It's all the bad women's fault!

Boom——

Boom——

Lightning flashed across the sea of ​​life.

Their reflections on the sea surface shimmered with streaks.

"Why……"

"Why is there no response...?"

In the middle of the sea, a woman with a graceful figure and a pair of huge, angry horns stood alone, her expression sorrowful and pained.

She hugged herself, looking quite pitiful.

With each sway of her body, a flash of lightning would appear on the surface of the sea.

This is Tiamat, the owner of the Sea of ​​Life.

But now——

She was just a mother who had lost her child.

Tiamat had lost count of how long it had been since she last saw Ian.

"Why did you leave your mother... What did your mother do wrong to you..."

As Tiamat mourned, waves of magic emanated from her.

Even the usually calm Sea of ​​Life was shaken to its core by a tremendous earthquake.

If anyone could exist in this sea of ​​life at this moment, they would probably be terrified by such an overwhelming and terrifying scene.

but--

That kind of thing is impossible.

The only one who could be here is Ian, a descendant of Tiamat.

"..."

After a while of this commotion, Tiamat finally calmed down a bit.

Immersed in the sea of ​​life, she began to think more deeply about what had happened.

First of all--

He has said that he does want to leave the Sea of ​​Life and go out to see the world.

However, the trip took far too long.

He said he would always love himself.

That means...

He must still have feelings for himself.

But why won't they come back?

There must be some reason for this—the first one we must rule out is that he doesn't want to return to the Sea of ​​Life.

So……

There's only one answer left.

That place called Britain must have seen something more terrifying than the devil.

It must be like this.

correct!

She's a bad woman!

With her son Ian being so outstanding, he'd be sought after anywhere.

Yes, that must be it, absolutely!

"Britain!"

Tiamat shouted towards the sky above the sea.

"Give me back my son!"

The dragon's roar echoed throughout the vast space, as if it wanted to crush everything it touched into dust.

No.

This absolutely cannot be done—

This is absolutely not allowed—

Absolutely unacceptable—

Destroy Britain!

Since that man named Vortigern is incapable of doing this, I will do it myself!

Tiamat was completely unaware of one thing:

As it continued to roar like this, the magic that originally existed only in this space began to flow towards a certain place.

That was the "passage" Ian left behind before he left this Sea of ​​Life.

The Sea of ​​Life is gradually forming an inseparable connection with Britain.

Almost at the same time.

"..."

Artoria suddenly opened her eyes.

She glanced to the side and saw Ian sleeping there most sincerely, while Morgan was getting ready a little further away.

This isn't the first time the three of them have slept together.

Since clearing up the misunderstanding in our hearts, sleeping together like this has become a daily routine.

"what happened to you?"

After tying her hair up, Morgan turned around and looked at her sister with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, Artoria?"

"Why do you look so terrible—"

"..."

In the past, Artoria probably would never have wanted to tell her sister Morgan about this.

But now, for her, the great magician before her is, in a sense, an essential part of Camelot's operation.

With that in mind, Artoria didn't hesitate any longer and answered directly:

"Sister, I had a bad dream."

"..."

Knowing that Artoria would no longer lie to him, Morgan returned to the bedside and sat down beside her.

"Tell me in detail what happened."

"..."

Artoria glanced at Morgan, then at Ian, and then answered softly.

"I think I sensed that his mother was doing something."

"what?"

Even though Artoria didn't specify who "he" was, Morgan almost instantly realized she was referring to Ian's mother, Tiamat.

As the only person who had had a sufficient opportunity to meet with him, Morgan's expression immediately turned serious.

"Are you serious?"

"Hmm." Artoria was mindful of her voice.

She was somewhat worried that such words might have some impact on Ian, who was beside her.

"Sister, you said you've met his mother, right?"

"Is it like this?"

Over the next few minutes, Artoria shared everything she had "seen" in her dream with Morgan exactly as it was.

The answer was self-evident the moment the two locked eyes.

That's right.

That's Tiamat.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere became silent in an instant.

Both Artoria and Morgan fully understood the situation they were facing.

"elder sister."

"So, Tiamat is probably trying to take Ian back, right?"

"Probably."

Recalling Artoria's description of Tiamat as almost berserk, Morgan realized that it highly overlapped with the mother dragon in his memory.

"What are our chances of winning?"

Artoria asked very directly.

"Very low."

Reflecting on everything Tiamat had accomplished, Morgan, usually so confident and even somewhat arrogant, showed a rare expression of worry.

"She is much more capable than me."

"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there's a possibility of destroying the whole of Britain."

"..."

Despite having prepared herself to some extent, Artoria was still somewhat shocked when her sister said those words.

"Even you say that?"

"Then it seems they are indeed a very difficult enemy to deal with."

"..."

"..."

They exchanged a glance and then laughed again.

Once upon a time, they probably never dreamed that one day they would have the same intention as each other to protect the same man.

"Sister, there must still be some way, right?"

"Yes, of course."

Morgan nodded.

"However, it's somewhat risky."

"adventure?"

"right--"

"because……"

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