Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Meiliuqina was already somewhat speechless at Bagst's thought process.

She seemed to have become a "machine" that could be fully activated with just a word from Ian.

Forget it.

Never mind that.

Looking at the rain that showed no sign of stopping, and Camelot, which was almost completely submerged in water, Melyuchina took a deep breath.

As a dragon, a species quite different from others, she could certainly sense the magic permeating the air.

But it is precisely because of this that the orders given by Artoria are even more important to Melyuchina.

What exactly is the purpose of collecting so much wood?

Meiliuqina vaguely sensed something, but couldn't quite understand it.

but--

It seems there's no need to overthink it.

Spreading her incredibly beautiful wings, Meiliuqina looked at the rain before her, leaped into the air, and flew away into the distance.

That is the best "shortcut" to where Artoria is located.

That's right.

Instead of overthinking, just ask.

Anyway, I'm someone Artoria trusts quite a bit now, so even if something really happens, she'll probably tell me, right?

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that...

If it's Artoria.

Upon arriving at Artoria's room, Meryuchina saw Morgan sitting quietly through the glass.

How could it be her...?

Sensing something was wrong, Meiliuqina turned to leave.

But very fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately), before she could leave, Morgan, as if he had already anticipated her presence, said softly:

"You're already here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

"..."

Mei Liuqina turned her head slowly, like a wind-up toy.

She sighed helplessly, and then, as if responding to Morgan, went inside.

Why are you here?

"Where is Artoria?"

“She and Ian went to do something very important—something that only the two of them could do.”

"..."

Morgan's tone made Melyuchina involuntarily become serious as well.

"So, this rain must be something special, right?"

"Artoria, you've got the whole city doing this—you must be planning something big, right?"

"Isn't that natural?"

“If we don’t do this, Camelot and Britain will both be lost in Tiamat’s tears. Do you want that to happen, Melyuchina?”

For some reason, despite what should have been rather frightening words, Melyuchina found herself not so nervous.

seem……

I've gotten used to facing difficulties together with others.

"Of course I don't want that."

"but……"

"Britain is right here, what can we do?"

"We can't just abandon Britain, can we?"

“Of course not, Melyuchina—this is my island, so it cannot be abandoned under any circumstances.”

"..."

Sensing the sharp edge hidden in Morgan's eyes, Melyuchina did not hesitate any longer.

She asked directly:

"So, what are you going to do?"

"With so much timber, are you planning to build a ship?"

"..."

"No way! You're serious?!"

188. Morgan: Come in a little closer.

"..."

Morgan's silence made Melyuchina realize the problem.

"No...is that really true?"

"Are you going to turn the island of Britain into a ship?"

"Is this really possible?"

"It does sound unbelievable, but—"

Morgan approached Melyuchina.

"Don't you think this is indeed a chance to save everyone?"

“Meliuchina, if we do nothing, we will eventually be killed by Tiamat’s rain.”

"If that's the case, why not give it a try?"

"..."

Meiliuqina was speechless.

She knew Morgan was right.

It is certainly more meaningful to try again and again than to do nothing.

"I just feel..."

"rest assured."

Morgan patted Melyuchina on the shoulder.

"Artoria and I love Britain more than you do, and we would never do this if we hadn't been forced to."

"So, trust us, trust Ian."

"..."

Meiliuqina raised her head and finally nodded solemnly.

Morgan's plan is underway.

This is the largest operation Camelot has ever organized in terms of manpower.

but--

After collecting a large number of trees according to Artoria's orders, what happened next was unknown to the collectors.

They looked at the piled-up materials, which had been sheltered from the rain as much as possible, with a bewildered expression.

"What on earth is going to do..."

It wasn't just the people of Camelot who had this question; Artoria herself did too.

However, she cannot so easily display herself in front of other people.

"Ian, do you think your sister's plan will work?"

"Certainly possible."

"I believe her."

Ian took Artoria's hand.

"You have to believe it too."

"..."

"Too."

Artoria's gaze hardened at Ian's words.

"Now that it's already started, we really shouldn't doubt my sister."

One after another—

As more and more teams gathered in Camelot.

Morgan, who had been authorized by Artoria to be the Great Magician, also began to prepare.

On the night before the scheduled date, she unusually found Ian alone.

This might have been reasonable in the past, but after reconciling with Artoria, it is an extremely rare choice.

"Morgan?"

"Don't talk—"

Under Ian's watchful eye, Morgan quietly began to unbutton his shirt.

Swish, swish.

The clothes slid off her skin.

Under the rainy night, the room should have been pitch black, but in the dragon's eyes, it was a glittering presence.

It was as if countless stars had transformed into her at that moment and fallen to the ground.

"Come in."

"I need you."

The usually busy witch transformed into a thirst for desire at this moment.

She just stared at Ian without moving, as if waiting for something.

"..."

Dragon didn't say a word, but walked straight over.

By the time Morgan came to his senses, she was already straddling him, her feet slightly dangling in the air.

Like this?

"Well……"

Morgan's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still shook her head.

"not enough."

"how about this?"

"No."

"So?"

"Not even close."

"That--"

“Don’t hesitate.” Morgan’s legs came together slightly around Ian’s waist, looking like a lock.

"Let's all come in."