Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Tell me now!

"Did the magic I gave you help my son?!"

32. Tiamat: Artoria! (Please continue reading) (2/4)

This is an incredibly realistic dream.

The thunderous roar echoed in Morgan's ears.

Even though I know it's a dream, I don't feel the absurdity that a dream should have at all.

"Why are not you talking?"

Tiamat noticed Morgan's unusual behavior.

"It's just a simple question, it can't be that hard to answer, can it?"

"Could it be... you're lying to me?"

Tiamat's voice became noticeably sharper at that moment.

Realizing that the other person's emotions might be on the verge of collapse, Morgan didn't dare to be careless and quickly replied.

"Do not."

"That's not true."

"I have confirmed that your son has been abducted by a girl."

Almost the instant Morgan uttered those words, the ocean that existed in his dream began to boil.

"What did you say!"

"Roar—"

Tiamat transformed back into her dragon form almost instantly.

His blood-red eyes gleamed with a fierce light, as if he could tear Morgan apart at any moment.

"who is it!"

"Who kidnapped my son?!"

The dragon's resounding voice echoed in the dream, stirring up a thousand waves.

"tell me!"

"I'm going to kill her!"

Tiamat's voice was powerful and surging.

The sharp dragon claws were waving wildly.

"Tell me quickly!"

Although Tiamat only said a few words, it was enough for Morgan to feel how deep this mother's obsession with her son was.

"It's Altria."

"Tiamat, she's the one who wanted to kidnap your son."

"Artoria?!"

Having learned the other party's name, Daenerys Targaryen already seemed quite impatient.

"Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

"I'm going to kill her right now!"

Boom boom boom.

The dream trembled again.

Tiamat's enormous body was far too destructive in this space.

"No, don't be in such a hurry."

Morgan quickly began to reassure Tiamat.

"not the right time yet."

"Why isn't it the right time?!"

"She's trying to kidnap my son!"

Tiamat's claws clenched tightly.

Do you support her actions?

"Of course I don't support it."

"If I had supported this, I wouldn't be telling you all this now, would I?"

“If you make a move against Artoria now, I don’t think Ian will stand idly by.”

"What if he tries to fight you to the death?"

"..."

Tiamat calmed down a bit.

"We can't just stand by and watch her kidnap my son, can we?!"

"of course not."

Morgan shook his head.

The moment she realized that Artoria had become Tiamat's enemy, an even more terrifying plan took shape in her mind.

“I have a plan, Tiamat.”

"any solution?"

"I'll help you bring him back—"

"Bring it back?"

In a matter of moments, Tiamat realized what was happening.

"what do you mean……"

"You're going to bring Ian back from that girl named Artoria?"

"Can you do it?"

"It can be done."

Morgan's mind flashed back to the image of Ian practicing his confession.

She was somewhat relieved that she hadn't encouraged Ian to go to Artoria immediately, which gave her a chance to negotiate.

“Tiamat, your son does not hate you.”

"if only--"

"If you're willing to continue lending me enough magic to impersonate you, I promise I can do all of this."

"Are you serious?"

"My son doesn't hate me..."

"I am serious."

Morgan touched his neck.

She still remembers the way Ian leaned against her, savoring the scent of Tiamat.

This has great potential.

"I swear to you with my life."

"..."

Tiamat's anger gradually subsided.

Her body also returned to human form.

"Then, you won't kidnap my son like Artoria did, will you?"

"of course not."

Morgan smiled.

She knew that her words had moved Tiamat.

"I am now..."

"There was absolutely no such intention."

"You should be able to sense it, right?"

"..."

Tiamat scrutinized Morgan as if he were a criminal.

However, the vast ocean beneath her feet had already receded.

"I believe you, Morgan."

“I can feel that you understand my pain.”

Tiamat stretched her hand forward and came to Morgan.

"Then I'll grant you that power."

Go and bring my son back—

"..."

Without further hesitation, Morgan grasped Tiamat's hand.

Click——

Click——

The edges of the dream began to shatter, falling like cracked glass.

The world is falling apart, and Tiamat's figure is gradually fading away.

“I will come again, Morgan.”

These were her last words.

moment.

wake up.

Morgan opened his eyes and found himself still sleeping in the same bed.

It was as if nothing had happened.

but--

Holding the necklace around his neck, Morgan felt the magic emanating from it telling him one thing.

Everything that just happened was not a dream.

He had indeed received Tiamat's permission, and it was a promise-like permission.

Ah.

Morgan tossed his slightly messy long hair, revealing a smug expression.

So, does this mean this is the first time I've had a chance to steal something from Artoria?

And he's such an important knight.

It's not that I like him.

It wasn't a desire for that person.

But only—

In order to take revenge on Artoria.

Therefore, one needs to obtain him, needs to possess him, in order to gain Tiamat's help.