Hellish Affairs

The two with frozen faces immediately stopped their quarreling and continued to go deeper underground.

After a while, they came to a huge door.

Joyas could feel the ominous wriggling behind the door in front of him.

Like Pandora's box, once opened there is no turning back.

"I said Merlin." Joyas stared into the depths with his blue eyes: "The dragon's reaction should be 'me'?"

"That's right, that's what Joyas Pendragon really looks like." Merlin nodded calmly.

"The real appearance...?"

Joyas shook his head: "I won't become like this."

He stepped forward and stretched out his hands to touch the cold metal door.

The muscles in the arms that were surging with magic power were slightly tensed.

The thick door was slowly opened, and the power of disaster, which was so thick that it was about to condense into substance, rushed towards the face like a gust of wind.

This is already a lethal dose, right? !

How lucky Morgan is to be able to stay in this kind of place?

Joyas slowly walked into this huge underground space...

Um?Why does it seem familiar?

Feeling as if he had seen the same scene when he was underground in London, Joyas's blue eyes flashed a hint of surprise.

And the whole space is filled with a highly poisonous atmosphere.

Just as Joyas was distracted, the blue light of the magic circle suddenly lit up on the ground under his feet without warning.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Countless chains immediately wound towards Joyas Pendragon.

The crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other is as stealthy and extremely dangerous as a poisonous snake gliding.

Just when the chains surrounding the holy sword user were about to gather and trap him in place.

Amazing magic power burst out from Joyas' body in an instant, turning into a violent gust of wind and blowing away all the chains that tried to touch him.

The impact of the sudden burst of magic power directly shattered these black chains, turning them into magic particles and blending into the air.

Joyas, who was holding the hilt of his sword, raised his head slightly, and looked at the graceful and enchanting figure in the distance: "What a grand welcome ceremony, isn't it? Cousin."

Under the gust of wind, the long silver hair was as beautiful as satin.

Morgan Le Fay, who did not hide her face with a veil like before, revealed a delicate and beautiful face.

On the skin exposed to the air, the red lines are still bright and eye-catching.

Joyas couldn't help sighing in his heart how big...ah no, really white.

Well, all in all, this cousin is as pleasing as ever.

Her emerald green eyes were staring intently at the holy sword user in front of her, and she said lightly:

"If not, I don't have the confidence to catch you."

Chapter 406 I Don't Care

Got it?

Joyas didn't understand why.

Isn't the 'Joyas Pendragon' of this world already summoned?

He frowned slightly, and asked, "You mean you want double the happiness?"

"..."

Morgan, with a complicated face, sighed faintly: "You are still the same as before? Joyas."

Joyas shrugged with a smile: "I'll just take it as you are complimenting me."

She is obviously saying that you are as unreliable as before, right?

Merlin on the side almost wanted to complain about this shameless guy.

It's just that Morgan looked at Joyas Pendragon with a hippie smile, and his expression became a little dazed.

There seemed to be times like that before.

Morgan had talked with him many times in a relaxed tone like this.

The long years have made the witch's memory blurred.

Being able to recall the memories in Britain is all about the faux pas of this man.

However, it is different from the pointing and insulting that she received as a witch before.

Joyas Pendragon always faced her with a smile as warm as sunshine in winter.

No amount of vitriol Morgan used could get him offended.

Morgan, who had always been disgusted by cold eyes, no longer felt the suffocation of being trapped in an abyss because of the existence of Joyas.

This holy sword user illuminates the dark world in her heart.

Like the sun that drives away all the darkness.

The face that is almost the same as that of Artoria also made Morgan feel more fond of it.

I don't know when, in Morgan's heart, Joyas Pendragon is as special as her sister.

Morgan once inadvertently asked the other party what such feelings were.

The man with a faint smile on his face turned his head to look at her, his blue eyes seemed to have seen through all her disguises.

—Morgan, this is probably family.

After getting this correct but seemingly biased answer.

The annoyed Miss Witch almost risked her life to make a one-for-one exchange with Joyas Pendragon.

When leaving Britain to go to Asgard, the holy swordsman promised her that he would return safely.

In the end, the person who came back was not Joyas Pendragon.

It's just a shell driven by the holy sword.

Because of the guilt, Artoria chose to continue to follow behind it in silence.

But Morgan couldn't accept that such a cold puppet was Joyas Pendragon.

So the queen of Avalon went down the road of trying to resurrect Joyas.

……

"Morgan?"

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Joyas spoke in surprise.

After regaining consciousness, Morgan smiled softly: "That's right, if you're not the same as before, it will really embarrass me."

"Because I need you like this, Artoria needs you like this, and Mordred needs you like this... Camelot without you has lost its soul."

Morgan's blue eyes stared at him intently: "Joyas, let's make this Camelot last forever."

Her soft words reached Joyas' ears, beating his heart.

Joyas had to admit that the other party's words were indeed very attractive to him.

To be able to live in Britain, Arturia, Mordred, and Morgan in front of me.

Isn't this Joyas' original wish?

The reason why he obtained the God-killing Noble Phantasm in Uruk, and why he fought other spirits in the Holy Grail War...

Everything is because I want to live peacefully with everyone in Britain.

No?

"Impossible." Joyas was unknowingly shaken in his heart: "Artoria has already integrated the Holy Lance."

"As long as you give the holy sword to Arturia, she will return to her original form, right? You are here for this, too?"

There seems to be infinite magic in Morgan's words: "It's okay, Joyas, as long as you come back, everything in Camelot will return to normal, just like Britain before."

Joyas hesitated, and shook his head as he struggled: "Britain in the past? It's impossible to do such a thing, right? Morgan, this era has been distorted. If we don't correct it, human affairs will be burnt down?"

"It can be done." Morgan said, "As long as you are with us, Joyas, even the Magic King has no possibility of destroying Camelot!"

"Then this world will also face the end..."

"I do not care!"

The witch stared at Joyas closely with her green eyes, and said in a very serious tone: "Even if the world ends! I only need you!"

If Morgan was to accept the fact that Joyas Pendragon had to die, she wouldn't care if the world ended like this.

"..."

Morgan's words made Joyas speechless for a moment.

"You are really loved, Joyas." Merlin said with a smile while holding the staff.

"Shut up, Merlin, if you want to die, I can satisfy you now."

After Morgan glared at him, he continued to look at the holy sword user in front of him: "Joyas, come back to us?"

On the clenched hands, the knuckles were already white with force.

The nervous witch looked at Joyas like a girl waiting for a reply after confessing.

Joyas Pendragon, who was extremely hesitant in his heart, his eyes were full of struggle.

Finally, he opened his mouth: "I..."

At this moment, a clear voice echoed in this underground space.