Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

The dragon's skin was very tough, but she was determined to do it anyway.

"Come out."

"You were already tense, weren't you?"

"It doesn't matter if I'm not inside."

"..."

Don't think that silence will make things go away.

Morgan kissed Ian on the cheek and hooked her arms around the back of his neck.

His feet hooked around his waist as if he were climbing a horizontal bar.

"You've eaten so much... don't you want to leave something in exchange?"

"Impossible, you idiot."

The dragon's eyes widened slightly.

Gulu gulu——

Morgan felt the heat.

It was something that came along with the dragon's breath.

It seeped through the skirt and down to the lower abdomen.

It's hot.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's like a piece of red-hot coal.

If something like this were to fall into another place, it would probably burn you immediately.

But this feeling actually served as a wake-up call for Morgan at that moment.

"I really don't know how you dared to say something like that—"

"but……"

"I will win."

"Your body, your soul, everything about you will belong to me."

As the princess spoke, she exerted a slight upward force, her body suspending slightly in the air with Ian's help.

It's stuck.

Something was sandwiched between the dragon's body and the princess's body.

More attention went to Morgan.

The dragon's physique is indeed extraordinary.

"It will come in willingly sooner or later."

"And if you ask me what could help Artoria become worthy of being the Queen of Britain more quickly—"

"Then go and obtain the true rank of knight."

"She'll definitely need your help."

“But Ian, I’m telling you beforehand.” Morgan’s gaze became possessive.

Her body clamped onto something even tighter.

"Just because I say this doesn't mean I'll stand by and watch you help her."

"I……"

"We will absolutely not back down again."

Boom——

Boom——

Thunder rumbled across Britain once more.

At the same moment, within the Sea of ​​Life.

Feeling deceived, Tiamat went berserk and swept the Sea of ​​Life with flames.

"come out!"

"Come out!"

"Artoria, Morgan, you wicked women, you're still deceiving my son!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

However, there was no response.

Only Tiamat herself was lamenting alone.

The sea of ​​life is boiling.

Tiamat's resentment grew deeper and deeper.

Speaking of which——

That place must be the land of Britain.

Oh, right, destroy that place!

Then we can bring Ian back!

Tiamat's magic was radiating outwards.

She would stop at nothing to save her son from those wicked women!

and so--

Humans who are capable of such things are always humble and ugly, so allow your anger to be used!

A camp somewhere far away.

A man of similar age to King Uther, but much more energetic, looked up at the sky.

"Lord Vottigan, what's wrong?" asked the guard beside him.

"..."

Looking at his own hands, Vortigern, without responding, picked up a stone.

make a fist.

release.

The stone has been reduced to dust.

Vottigan gave a cold laugh.

"is it?"

"Is that so?"

"Then it seems we need to do something—"

41. Morgan's teachings on dual cultivation

Boom——

Boom——

Lightning flashed across the British sky.

It rained heavily.

Rain flowed through the streets and alleys, shrouding everything in a hazy mist.

"Is it raining like this again...?"

Looking at Camelot in the rain, Morgan, standing by the window, moved his lips slightly.

She could feel that she was very uneasy.

Tiamat will definitely not let this go so easily.

This rain may be the beginning of a disaster.

A thud.

Morgan turned around and found that Ian had already taken down his door.

After he came in, he put it back.

"I am coming."

"You guy-"

Morgan put his hands on his hips.

"Can't you just click in normally?"

"..."

Ian glanced back at the door behind him.

"Isn't this normal?"

“I’m in, the door isn’t broken.”

"..."

Knowing that he couldn't reason with Ian on this matter, Morgan directly changed the subject.

"Do you remember how to help Artoria?"

"Become a knight."

Ian gave his answer without hesitation.

"You remember so clearly what you were supposed to do for her."

Morgan said with some dissatisfaction.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a wave of warmth.

When Morgan came to her senses, she quickly realized that it was Ian who had hugged her.

"what are you doing……"

I remember the things you like.

So, teach me—

Ian's hand slid down Morgan's waist and stopped at just the right spot.

"You guy..."

Morgan glanced back at the hand behind his back, a look of keen interest on his face.

Her hand gently patted his cheek.

"Who taught you to do that?"

"Artoria?"

“No.” Ian shook his head.

"It's just my own idea to do it."

"Then why didn't you come in every time I let you in?" Morgan asked again, "You even dared to get to this spot."

"I don't want to do that right now."

"When I think about it, I will definitely look for the Princess."

"you really are……"

Morgan looked at him with a mixture of love and hate.

"never mind,"

"I'll punish you then—"