The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"That's right, that's right...it's just a problem caused by the power of the Mother Goddess, although she is not a complete Tiamat." Artoria said in her heart.

"Don't be tempted, don't be tempted...that's not your mother, it's just a teenage girl."

Children are the hope of mankind. In the heart of the upright and noble King of Knights, only scum would have desire for children.

She will never admit that she is that kind of person.

"Artoria-chan, do you believe me?" Aya whispered.

"Well, let's just believe you."

"Then why don't you want to look at me?" Aya stretched out her finger and lightly touched Artoria's armor.

Arturia was always reluctant to get too close to Aya, but Aya grabbed her shoulders forcibly, preventing her from leaving.

With Artoria's power, she can get away from Aya with just a light tug, but in that case, Aya will definitely be injured.

"Artoria, Mom wants to get close to you..." This sentence made Artoria inexplicably irritable.

"Your overflowing motherhood is just the instinct of the mother of life, and you are not my mother."

......

As soon as the words were spoken, Artoria realized something was wrong.

"Oops, did I say too much?"

No, she shook her head, that's the truth, she is the King of Knights, even if she dies and jumps off the steeple of Avalon, it is impossible for her to regard a little girl as her mother.

"Hmm...you're right..." Aya whispered, letting go of Artoria's arm.

"I'm just, overwhelmed with motherhood...self-satisfaction...I...."

"Ugh..."

A burst of sobbing came from behind, and Artoria realized that something was wrong.

How could this happen? It is clear from the conversation just now that he is a very rational and logical person. Why...

"Umm...uh..."

Damn, totally unbearable.Artoria turned around, startled.

Aya was really crying, big drops of tears fell on her arms, and wet her black gauze.

"You...don't cry..."

"Leave me alone! I'm not your mother...I..." Aya wiped her tears with one hand.

She also doesn't understand what's going on, she clearly agrees with Arturia's statement rationally, but...but...

The tears couldn't be stopped, the heart was hurting, and the inexplicable sadness couldn't be stopped.

So, is this the feeling of being denied by your own child?

Aya's children are very gentle, and they guard their mother carefully, because they know in their hearts that the seemingly omnipotent mother is actually very fragile.

Arturia removed the armor from her entire body, and grabbed Aya's arm.

"It's so thin... so slippery... No, it's not the time to think about such things." Artoria bit her tongue and forcibly regained her sanity.

"Let go of me, leave me alone!" Aya cried. "let me go..."

An inexplicable panic surged into Artoria's heart, and there was something more terrifying in Aya's cry.

That is, the resonance of another grieving mother.

"Eternal Protection" was activated again, and Artoria once again saw the world being destroyed.

For Tiamat, the grief of being denied by a child is more painful than death.

If things go on like this, there may be no need for Yuzao to make a move, and the world will be destroyed because of her words.

Artoria gritted her teeth and hugged Aya directly. Aya wanted to struggle, and the two lost their balance and fell on the bed.

"You let me go... let me go..."

"Mom, I was wrong." Artoria leaned against Aya's ear and said softly.

Aya's struggling movements stopped: "What did you say..."

"I said, Mom, I was wrong." Artoria thought to herself that it was important to calm her down first.

Besides, what she thought was... how soft, fragrant, and slippery it is to hug, how could it be so comfortable...

A little bit, don't want to let go...

"Artoria-chan." Aya put her arms around Arturia's body.

"I'm sorry, I was too willful..."

Recovering from the brink of collapse, Aya seems to have regained her sanity...is it?

The incense candle by the table was half burned, and the mind-confusing drug filled the whole room. Arturia was completely immune to this kind of thing, but Aya was now in a body close to that of an ordinary person.

Artoria swallowed unhappily, under the black veil, Aya's collarbone was so delicate and beautiful.

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