In this way, it's not surprising that you would try so hard to save her. "

"Stop talking nonsense! I, I use my own consciousness to..."

"You said, your own consciousness?" Morgan interrupted Shirou's impatient words, and said coldly, "Why did you come to save this girl? Is it a brother-sister relationship? Is it human beings' natural pity for juvenile bodies? Or is it pure? You want to uphold justice, and come here to defeat me, this evil?"

"This is...ha~hehehe..." Shirou was suddenly out of breath, his brain seemed to be a little short of oxygen, and his thinking seemed to stop.

"You see, you can't even find a reason for it yourself."

Morgan said leisurely: "The so-called 'feelings' need time to settle, even people with blood relationship may be alienated due to long-term isolation, let alone righteous brothers and sisters...

You should have just met her, and you have spent less than a day together.Why are you so convinced that your fiery desire to save is due to the relationship between the two of you?

......Ah!

Don't you feel that your unreasonable 'love', 'care', and 'protection' for her are all inexplicable?

Isn't this unusual urge... the outward appearance of a magical suggestion? "

Morgan turned his head slightly, exposing one eye to look at Shirou, with a strange light shining inside.

"Boy, admit it.

You——were just being used by this girl.

You are just a puppet to her for comfort! "

Shirou couldn't control his body, he took a few steps back in a daze, and murmured: "No, this isn't..."

It's a pity that even if it's a rebuttal, I don't know where to start. The weak voice makes my heart feel more empty.

Something invisible was eroding his heart, inch by inch, slowly, like a caterpillar in summer, its thorns pierced into the flesh, gnawing on the leaves for a moment...

He knew what it was, the monster called "Unbelief".

It's not unbelief in Illya, but self-doubt and denial.

Did I really come here of my own volition?

He had never doubted his purpose and motivation before, fighting and running as if the seasons changed, in order to meet Illya...

But does this really have any special meaning?

It is natural to want to save people, but responsibility and emotion should not be confused.

Emiya Shirou, is he fighting because of responsibility, love for Illya, or because of a magic curse?

He fell into a deep confusion, because he himself did not have the confidence to say "I am here for Illya sincerely" - such words.

Looking at Shirou like this, the corners of Morgan's mouth slowly curled up.

Yes, she doesn't care about the life and death of ants, but...

"I like to see other people's pain, confusion, and struggle. Enjoy the despair in the abyss to your heart's content, hahaha!"

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The so-called comedy is tearing up meaningless things for others to see; the so-called tragedy is destroying beautiful things for others to see.

Since when did I acquire the bad habit of watching tragedies?

She felt very happy to see the handsome knight and princess so close to each other but unable to stay together;

She was delighted to see ascetic men toss and turn from the heat of lust;

She felt very happy watching the boy who slayed the dragon degenerate step by step and finally turned into a new dragon.

Perhaps, all the beautiful things in this world are "meaningless" to her, so it is obviously a tragedy, but to her it is a clown comedy that can refresh the body and mind.

She is notorious, known as a lecherous witch, and everyone who hears her name is disgusted and afraid.

She is notorious and has personally directed scenes of tragedies, but her motivation is only "personal interest".

Her life was closely connected with a certain dynasty. She watched the ideal city build up bit by bit, watched the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the country flourished day by day.Then, she gave a mysterious smile.

That was the nail that had been buried as early as the beginning of its creation. She buried not only one nail, but many of them, each holding important positions.

These nails are not so obedient, but it doesn't matter, she is a witch who can control people's hearts, even without orders, she can make others act according to her plan.

Her sons turned against each other, fought each other, and played the role of the "righteous" side in a certain court disturbance, confronting the treacherous knight tit for tat.

In the end, the confrontation and war between the two parties led to the collapse of the round table.

That ideal city, which took countless years of painstaking efforts by the king and knights, collapsed overnight like a plaything piled up on sand dunes...

Destroying the greatest "beauty" in the world, she thought she would get the supreme joy, but the result disappointed her.

All she could feel was an indescribable emptiness and confusion.

Looking back, there is no one around me...

She thought for a long time, why did she do all this, what exactly did she want to destroy these things?

The answer came the day Wang sailed to Fairyland.

"Is that so... I'm stupid enough."

The witch wandered on the turbulent coastline, desperately looking for something, but it was doomed to be in vain. What she was looking for had already gone to the ideal place, the Star Inner Sea named Avalon.

She finally understands that all the "beauties" in the world are boring existences for her, and compared with their brilliance, the desolate scenery at the time of destruction can make her more happy.

But there is only one exception.

It was the smile of a certain girl.

On the green grassland, wearing a plain dress and long skirt, a smiling peasant girl kept watch.

Dressed in a white dress and ribbon, riding her favorite horse, the knight princess happily strolls in the golden pasture.

The beautiful face is stained with blood red, the green eyes are unwavering, the beauty in men's clothing who has won the victory through hardships, and smiles proudly with her companions.

Wearing a crown on his head and wearing silver armor, the awe-inspiring and inviolable king smiled because of the little embarrassment of his subordinates.

Morgan has always thought that he wanted to destroy this smile, so he kept staring at the girl, but now——now when she really destroyed it, she finally understood...

It turns out that I am so obsessed with this smile!

Her jealousy, disgust, and hatred towards the girl all stem from her self-pity, thinking that such a self is not worthy of being close to the girl, so she is extremely jealous of those little bugs who approach the girl without authorization.

All the good things in time make her feel sick, except for the girl's smile, which is the only ray of hope that can save her in the abyss.

But she can see through others but not herself, so she presses the girl every step of the way, and finally pushes her to the edge of a cliff, pushing her self-righteously...

Why did things become like this?

In the end, it was she who regarded the girl's smile as extremely important, and took away the girl's smile with her own hands...

It's ridiculous to say that this ruthless witch actually felt regret on the third day after losing the girl, and has been overwhelmed by endless regret and unwillingness ever since.

"Just once, just once!

I... still want to see that child's smile, even if only once, just for a moment, I am satisfied! "

She, who had never died, could not have been summoned as a Heroic Spirit, nor would she have appeared in the Holy Grail War as a Servant.

But this derailed Holy Grail War gave her another possibility, abandoning her original body and descending with an inferior spirit foundation!

If it wasn't for the girl's information that was offered when summoning her, she wouldn't be able to summon her with only the holy relic.

Holy Grail?

Although it is precious, it is not unique, and it will not make her abandon everything to come here.There has always been only one thing that can really move her——

And again...make that girl smile, not as a king and a knight, but as a normal girl.

For this goal, she—Morgan will do whatever it takes!

......

"Is it so difficult to admit that you have been deceived?"

Morgan turned around, smiling with undisguised malice.

"Your feelings, your impulses, this fiery heart, this boiling blood—everything is false, just a man-made, ridiculous illusion!"

She likes to destroy beautiful things to please herself, such as loyalty and steadfastness, and the persistence and innocence of the young man named Emiya Shirou in front of her are undoubtedly beautiful things.

Teenage innocence may be silly, but it's not ridiculous.And when this innocence is combined with an indomitable and persistent heart, coupled with strong action, it will become a powerful soul capable of creating a "hero"!

But as it happens, Morgan is very good at "shaping" this, of course, in a bad sense.

If Merlin is the prophet who cultivates and guides heroes, then Morgan is the devil who destroys heroes and makes them fall!

In a sense, she is a more powerful magician than Merlin... After all, even if she is as powerful as Merlin, it is impossible for her to see people's hearts like her.

In front of her who is evil and eloquent, Emiya Shirou, who only knows to bow his head and rush towards the target, is no match at all. Just a few words can shake his mind, and the boy's innocent heart is also overwhelmed by the dark malice.

See how easy it is to break a man's will!

"I......"

Emiya Shirou hugged Illya, his body began to tremble, and the solid body that had been tempered day and night seemed vulnerable for some reason.

He didn't know why he was shaken.

Shouldn't it be a matter of course to believe in Illya, and loudly refute Morgan's provocative words?

But he didn't because he didn't know if what Morgan said was true or not.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he didn't know anything about Illya!

Apart from the fetters of Emiya Kiritsugu, the two of them had no intersection in life and blood, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were strangers.

What kind of person is Elijah?Will she cast a magic hint on herself?

He didn't have the slightest confidence in these things, and he couldn't even say the words "I believe in Illya" confidently.

"Maybe... maybe I was really..."

His heart slipped into the abyss uncontrollably.

Once a certain belief collapses, perhaps all ideals, perseverance, and sincerity will collapse together!

It just ends up being a pathetic thing that can no longer trust others.

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