Hellish Affairs

Chapter 510 The Witch's Trap

Although he knew that the history of the moon was different from what he remembered, Joyas did not expect Vivienne to show a repelling attitude after seeing Merlin.

I thought the two had a good relationship...

"Come on, Vivian."

Merlin smiled awkwardly and said, "We're just looking for someone, and we'll be leaving soon."

"Hmph." Vivian turned her head away, and had no intention of continuing to mock this guy.

She turned to look at Joyas: "Go in, Morgan Le Fay has been waiting for you for a long time."

"She knew I was coming?"

"Knowing... isn't it accurate?" Vivienne glanced at him: "It's better to say that I firmly believed that you would appear. I didn't expect you to actually come."

Joyas didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Then what method did you use to fascinate her so much?" The lake fairy was very curious about this.

Joyas thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Maybe it's because I'm too handsome?"

Merlin on the side complained speechlessly: "Joyas, although I don't deny the fact of this, but is it really okay for you to boast so much?"

Vivienne clutched her stomach and laughed out of character.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I never thought that the glorious person who pulled out the holy sword would be so thick-skinned?"

"No, it's called honesty."

Can the matter of the holy sword user be called thick-skinned!

After Vivian waved her hand, she summoned a goblin to lead them the way.

Joyas and Merlin bid farewell to each other and walked towards the depths of Avalon.

According to the other party, since Joyas Pendragon assimilated with the holy sword.

Morgan returned to Utopia and locked herself in her territory.

Just like in Camelot Singularity.

She also tried to resurrect Joyas Pendragon.

It's just that there is no Holy Grail and the corpse of the disaster dragon.

In the end, Morgan also failed to achieve the level of success that was only one step away from Camelot.

After walking for a while under the leadership of the goblin.

Joyas saw in the distance this building that seemed out of place in the paradise-like utopia.

Exuding a gloomy black aura, just looking at it feels like a cold feeling brushes over the skin.

Definitely the dwelling of an evil witch in fairy tales... and there's nothing wrong with that.

Morgan is indeed the evil side of the Lady of the Lake.

Even the little elf who led the way was a little reluctant to go further.

After bringing them to the door, he flapped his butterfly-like wings and turned into light and left.

"I'll leave the rest to you, Joyas." Merlin stopped walking.

"Yeah." Joyas nodded: "Don't wait until I come out to find out that you were taken by the fairies of the lake to make mermaid soup?"

Merlin smiled wryly and said, "I didn't provoke them to such a degree? In their eyes, I'm probably just a succubus interested in observing the world."

"I see."

Joyas waved his hand and walked towards the witch's castle in front of him.

……

"..."

The thick metal door made a harsh friction sound.

The last time I heard this voice, I seemed to be still an undead, right?

Joyas was thinking wildly while pushing the door open.

After opening the door, of course there was no bonfire with a spiral sword inserted inside.

Just a blackness like nothingness.

Behind him is the sunny Avalon.

But he couldn't see the decoration inside the castle clearly, as if the light had been swallowed by the darkness.

Is this a scene from a horror game?

Joyas stepped into the castle speechlessly.

Then he saw a purple magic circle emerging from the floor he stepped on.

The magic power quickly flowed along the trajectory drawn by the magic circle, and a dazzling purple light flashed instantly.

"Fuck?"

Before Joyas could react, the scene in front of him changed drastically.

He, who was supposed to be still in front of the gate, was actually transported by the space into a cage like a huge birdcage.

Joyas' blue eyes were stained with blood red.

The dragon's magic eye, which sees through everything, told him that the scene in front of him was not an illusion.

"That is to say, did I accidentally trigger the castle's defense magic against intruders and be transferred here?" Joyas rubbed his chin and looked at the iron cage thoughtfully.

But why does the metal that makes up this cage look so familiar?

Joyas pulled out the holy sword at his waist, and tentatively attacked the iron cage.

It turned out that in addition to bursting sparks.

These black railings showed no signs of damage.

He also finally remembered where he had seen similar metal appear.

"Isn't this the Sleepy Dragon Chain?"

When the blade touched the iron cage just now, Joyas felt the magic power in his body stagnate.

"That's right, this is a cage modified with the material of the trapped dragon's chain."

A familiar voice answered him.

Joyas looked up.

The silver-haired witch with a faint smile appeared from the darkness, and walked slowly to the front of the cage: "I finally see you, Joyas."

"Finally?" Joyas was a little puzzled.

"Regarding the Camelot singularity and what happened in Chaldea, I and another 'me' have synchronized in memory." Morgan stared at him with emerald green eyes, and said.

Joyas clenched the blade in his hand: "...So after entering Avalon, did she just disappear?"

"The term 'dissipation' is not accurate." Morgan shook his head: "It's just that the body of another 'me' has disappeared. As long as the memory still exists, Morgan Le Fay has not changed in any way."

As a result, Morgan of Camelot's Oddbelt has merged with himself in this world, instead of dying with the body condensed with magic power.

A gentle smile appeared on Morgan's face: "You just treat it as two of me loving you together?"

"No, no, if you think about it this way, it always feels a little scary!?"

Are you Qing Ji?

After Joyas complained speechlessly, he asked, "Then you haven't been in Chaldea for a while, is it because you want to sort out your memory?"

"There must be some reason." The silver-haired witch nodded.

"Have you encountered any other troublesome things?"

"No."

Hear Joyas' words of concern.

Morgan pursed his lips lightly, with a smile in his eyes.

Joyas breathed a sigh of relief: "If it's okay, then go back to Chaldea with me? Artoria and the others are worried about you too."

"Artoria..."

An imperceptible light flashed in Morgan's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I see, but... Before that, Joyas, I have something I want you to do."

Chapter 511 Drink this bottle of special potion!

"What's the matter?" Joyas asked.

Morgan said without changing his face: "Well... Actually, I was researching a potion before."

Are you going to let me try medicine?

Joyas thumped in his heart, pretending to ask naturally: "So you still know how to make potions? What type?"

"Physically enhanced," Morgan replied.

"..."

Stop lying!What are you doing, a witch, researching potions that strengthen your body!

Ready to become a real Caster?

Joyas couldn't help complaining violently in his heart.

He smiled stiffly and asked, "So you want me to try the effect of this medicine?"

Morgan nodded slightly: "Yes."