” The cold spear tip was only 0.01 centimeters from Arthur’s throat.
That aura of magic, capable of freezing the soul, caused the surrounding air to condense into white frost.
However, Arthur did not retreat even half a step.
Within his emerald green pupils burned the traits of the ‘Red Dragon’—the pride of a king that would not bow under any pressure.
“Dominate me?” Arthur extended two fingers, gently pinching the tip of the magic spear that radiated an aura of destruction, the upward curve of his lips becoming more pronounced: “If you can do it, by all means, try it, Morgan.” “Hmph.” Morgan let out a cold snort, and the magic spear in her hand dissipated into black spirit particles.
She walked elegantly in front of Arthur, her hands wrapped in black lace gloves suddenly gripping his chin, forcing him to look down at her.
The distance between them was extremely close, so close that Arthur could smell the cold, faint fragrance on her, like a winter rose.
“Don’t misunderstand, Arthur.” Morgan’s eyes, filled with demonic nature, stared fixedly at him, her voice low and filled with possessiveness: “Although I responded to the summons, that does not mean I will be like that naive Artoria, acting as an obedient knight.” “In this world, only I can bully you, only I can dominate you, and only I…
can decide your life and death.” “You belong to me.” Feeling the pain in his chin, Arthur was not angry; instead, he felt the blood in his body boiling.
This was the Queen of the Fae Britain, the tyrant who had ruled Britain for two thousand years.
Intense!
“Then, I, too, shall make a declaration once more.” Arthur reached out and grasped Morgan’s wrist, looking straight into her eyes: “I am your master, and I am the only king in this world.
Before this Holy Grail War ends, you had best fulfill your duties as a ‘Queen’…
no, as a Berserker.” The two stared at each other for a long time, and it was as if sparks were crackling in the air.
In the end, a breathtaking, cold smile curled on Morgan’s lips, and she threw off Arthur’s hand.
“Smooth-talking man…
It seems that you in this Lostbelt are much more interesting than that block of wood in Pan-human History.” She turned around and looked at the dilapidated mansion, her brows furrowing in disgust.
“Is this our base?
It is filled with the stench of insects and traces of low-level magic…
It is simply a desecration of royal dignity.” “So, this is left to you, my all-powerful Queen.” Arthur shrugged.
“I have to go take care of a little tail.” …
At the entrance of the Matou Family mansion.
A man wearing a hoodie with a pale complexion came stumbling in.
Kariya Matou.
To save Sakura, he did not hesitate to let insects erode his own body just to participate in this Holy Grail War.
“Sakura!
Sakura!!” Kariya rushed into the courtyard, but was stunned by the sight before him.
The originally gloomy mansion now had its gates wide open, the courtyard looked as if it had been carpet-bombed, the ground was charred, and all the glass had been shattered.
And that aura of decay belonging to Matou Zouken, which had terrified him for half his life, had actually…
disappeared?
“Are you looking for this?” A clear voice came from the second-floor balcony.
Kariya looked up abruptly and saw an excessively handsome young man with blonde hair leaning against the railing.
And behind this young man, the little girl he had risked his life to protect—Sakura—was wearing an oversized men’s shirt, shyly poking out half of her head.
“Sakura!!” Kariya shouted excitedly, then stared fixedly at Arthur, the Crest Worms writhing frantically under his skin.
“Who are you?!
Where is Zouken?!
What did you do to Sakura!?” “That old worm?” Arthur pointed towards the basement, his tone indifferent: “He’s turned to ash.
Along with that filthy worm pit, I’ve scattered them all.” “What!?” Kariya froze.
That immortal monster…
dead?
He had originally prepared to perish together, even prepared the resolve to snatch Sakura from Zouken’s hands even if it meant death.
But now, everything was over?
“Matou Zouken is dead, and this mansion now belongs to me.” Arthur looked down at Kariya; although his tone was calm, the natural aura of a superior made Kariya feel suffocated.
“As for Sakura, I have adopted her.
From now on, she is no longer Matou Sakura, and she does not need to bear the fate of any mage family.” Kariya opened his mouth, tears flowing down his face, which had been disfigured by the insects, without him even realizing it.
His body swayed, a collapse caused by the sudden snapping of his tightly stretched nerves.
“Did you…
save her?” Kariya did not doubt it.
Because although Sakura still looked a bit scared, her eyes no longer held that dead, hopeless despair; instead, there was a hint of attachment to the blonde young man beside her.
“You can get lost now.” Suddenly, a cold, piercing female voice rang out.
Morgan had appeared beside Arthur at some point.
She just glanced indifferently at Kariya below.
“A defective product filled with the stench of rot.
Arthur, keeping this kind of trash is an eyesore; do you need me to dispose of it?” In the eyes of this Queen who had ruled the Fae Britain for two thousand years, Kariya, infested with Crest Worms, was even more disgusting than trash.
“Don’t be so irritable, Morgan.” Arthur waved his hand and said to Kariya: “Kariya Matou, I have fulfilled your wish for you.
The war here has nothing to do with you.
While your body hasn’t completely collapsed yet, get far away, and go live the life you wanted to live.” Although these words were harsh, for Kariya, they were the greatest salvation.
He did not need to fight anymore.
Sakura was already safe.
Kariya took one last deep look at Sakura, then bowed deeply to Arthur before turning and staggering away.
His back was desolate, yet he felt unprecedentedly light.
“Ding!
The fate of Kariya Matou (tragic character) has been changed, he has withdrawn from the Holy Grail War.” “Obtained Dimension Points: 1000 points.” “Current total points: 6000 points.” …
After sending Kariya away, Arthur turned around and found Sakura cowering behind him, looking at Morgan with her whole body trembling.
For a child, the aura of a “bad woman” and “absolute ruler” that Morgan exuded was simply too terrifying.
“Hmph.” Morgan noticed Sakura’s gaze and walked over coldly.
Sakura was so scared she closed her eyes, thinking she was about to be killed.
However, the pain she expected did not come.
A cold finger tapped on Sakura’s forehead.
“Although you are a human cub, the Magic Circuits in this body…
are simply a mess.” Morgan frowned; as a witch at the pinnacle of magical attainment, she had obsessive-compulsive tendencies and could not stand this kind of shoddy insect magic.
“Since you are the one who wants to adopt this thing, it cannot be too much of a disgrace to me.” Hum!
A blue-black magical energy poured into Sakura’s body through Morgan’s finger.
Sakura felt the insect egg residues that had been dormant in her body due to the old worm’s death being instantly crushed and expelled under the scouring of this domineering magical energy!
Not only that, her Magic Circuits, which had originally been damaged by forced modification, were actually restructuring and optimizing at an incredible speed.
“Mmm…” Sakura let out a comfortable muffled groan, and her pale complexion actually became much rosier.
After finishing all this, Morgan disdainfully took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands: “Now it’s barely passable.
Hey, brat.” Sakura opened her eyes, feeling a bit bewildered.
“From now on, you are responsible for serving me tea and water.
In return, I will teach you how to use magic.” Morgan haughtily raised her chin, just like a queen bestowing charity upon a beggar: “The handmaiden of the Queen of Britain, even if only a human, cannot be a weakling.” Arthur watched from the side and wanted to laugh.
This was probably Morgan-style tenderness?
Although sharp-tongued, arrogant, and possessive, she was truly inconsistent with her words and actions regarding Sakura, who had been categorized as ‘one of our own’.”]}“`