Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"I won't allow you to slander her!"

"In that case—"

The voice sounded unhurried and relaxed.

Why don't you go and find out why right now?

"Anyway, we didn't ask clearly beforehand, did we?"

"If your mother is, as you imagine, a very gentle and praiseworthy mother."

"So, when faced with your question, I think she certainly won't avoid it again."

"Wouldn't it be better if you came back and scolded me then?"

"..."

Bagst wavered.

After a moment of contemplation, she sheathed the Excalibur Gallatin.

"You wait here!"

"I'm going to find out right now, and I'll beat you to a pulp when I get back!"

As he said this, Bagst hurriedly left the garden and ran toward the royal court.

She absolutely refused to believe that her mother had any problems.

and so--

This isn't about doubting her, but about silencing that nonsensical voice!

only……

Before he could find out where his mother Morgan was, Bagst encountered an unexpected scene.

She was in a hurry in the corridor below when she looked up and saw them walking past in the passageway above.

but……

Why is that hand that was holding the sword now rubbing the mother's buttocks?

71. Bagst: What is she doing riding on it?!

You can't be mistaken.

With his exceptional physical abilities, Bagst would naturally not have poor eyesight either.

Can't go wrong.

That knight who could suppress him head-on;

The knight who perfectly suited his desires;

Now I'm right here beside my mother.

A strong, powerful hand gripped the curves of Morgan's hips from behind.

It would be absolutely impossible to do this if you weren't close enough.

and--

His mother clearly didn't mind at all.

What I saw was a completely different face from the one I had seen before.

"Really."

"This can't be done in such a hurry."

Morgan said this, but instead of pushing away Ian's hand behind his back, he rather pressed it there rather proactively.

"At the very least, we need to find a place where it's just the two of us, right?"

charming;

lure;

Some of them are even shameless.

Bagst felt that the perfect mother in his memory was beginning to crack.

and so--

As Morgan and Ian disappeared around the corner, Bagst followed without a word.

However, when she eagerly followed, she found herself facing a tightly closed door.

That's right.

Just as Mother had just told Ian.

What she was looking for was "that space where it was just him and her".

That's obviously not a place that's easy to get into!

However, this was not Morgan's own room; it seemed to be just a place he had chosen randomly.

But even so...

I still want to know.

Maybe it's just a matter of letting him touch it!

His mother thought highly of him and would always tell him how amazing he was, that he was Camelot's chief Knight of the Round Table.

And I have indeed verified this myself.

So--

should……

It's not as bad as I thought, is it?

Bagst was getting increasingly anxious, saying things he himself didn't believe.

She wanted to know what her mother, Morgan, and the chief knight were doing!

Bagst felt his whole body getting hot.

According to my mother, this is a phenomenon unique to dragons when they are excited, where they burn magic power to temporarily enhance their physical strength.

She calls it "magic outwards".

Of course, it's not only dragons that can do this, but it's only dragons that do it so obviously.

After all, dragons are already at the top level in terms of physique, let alone going a step further on that basis.

We must find out what happened inside.

Thinking this, Bagst extended a finger and pressed it against the wall.

She quickly inserted it.

With a little stirring, the originally solid wall developed a small hole.

Although he was breathing out hot air, Bagst knew this was definitely not the time to expose himself.

after all……

My mother had told me I couldn't come along.

Now, however, he is committing a blasphemous act of breaking his promise to her.

But even so——

I still want to know.

What exactly is the relationship between the man I like and my mother?

Carefully adjusting the hole,

Bagst bit his lip.

She closed her other eye, looking into the room only through the small hole.

The view from the small hole is not very good.

But Bagst immediately noticed the dress his mother had been wearing lying on the ground.

Morgan was very fond of beauty, even to the point of being somewhat excessive in her pursuit of it.

But now, it is...

Bagst had already anticipated something.

And this feeling soon became a reality.

The powerful knight looked ahead from where the clothes were and soon saw his mother.

But at this moment, she no longer had the gentle and refined demeanor she used to have.

Instead, she adopted the appearance of a bad woman.

All I could see was her fingers hooking around his chin, her fingertips gently rubbing back and forth.

"Today's scent is rose."

"Want it?"

"If you want it—"

A charming smile appeared on Morgan's face in Bagst's eyes.

"Just beg me~"

"Beg me loudly!"

"..."

A low growl came from Ian's throat.

Bagst was startled.

Because she discovered that it was a low growl that sounded almost exactly like her own voice.

But before she could be surprised any longer, something even more astonishing happened to Bagst.

Instead of pleading with Morgan, Ian grabbed her hands roughly and directly, and then...

They've started eating?

Gnawing.

Pull.

Licking.

As Bagst witnessed all of this, his throat kept bobbing.

Her hands roamed over her strong pectoral muscles, as if simultaneously confirming just how horrific Ian's actions had been.

Soon, Bagst confirmed one thing:

This is treating his own mother, Morgan, like a living, breathing meal!

No.

It should be even worse than that.

He wasn't just toying with her; he was actually venting his teeth on her.

but……

Why was my mother so happy?

Bagst felt his pupils tremble.

She could even hear Morgan saying things like:

"You've become this excited just by seeing me?"

"Really..."

"Is my attraction to you really that irresistible?"