Artoria wants to read people's hearts

"How ridiculous, even if I really want to fight for the throne, you are a woman like me, why can you but I can't." Morgan's voice began to tremble, and sadness appeared on her face, "They made harsh calls to me Contempt and ridicule, no one cares about my life, I seem to be worthless in this world!"

"No one takes care of me, no one praises me, no one hugs me, and no one wants to love me..."

"Do you know how I have spent these years?!" Morgan let go of Artoria's skirt, with such force that she couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

"Of course you will not know if you were properly taken care of!"

"I live in loneliness and fear every day, but no matter how much I beg God for salvation, I will never get any response!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she complained to Artoria in a hoarse voice: "The gods have no mercy! The gods have no mercy! For me, the gods are already dead!!"

"I'm drowning in sadness and pain all the time!!!"

Having said this, Morgan straightened up suddenly, her teardrop eyes fell into the stars, reflecting Artoria's figure, "I long for happiness, I long for power, and those things I should have acquired power."

"And now, I'm going to take it all back from you."

Morgan showed a beautiful smile, and she stared at Arturia like a flower rotting in a dead bone.

So this is ah.

Arturia's face was pale at this time, and her heart was so heavy that she looked a little bad.

She breathed out softly: "My sister, of course you deserve everything you lost."

Her voice was hoarse, like a traveler who lost water in the desert.

Artoria felt sorry for what happened to Morgan, so she wanted to save her sister.

It is absolutely impossible to let her fall into hatred anymore, she must be prevented from continuing to degenerate.

Therefore, Arturia said:

"Until you feel happy, until you gain peace of mind, I swear, I will always be by your side."

"If I had known that you were going through these hardships, I would definitely have rushed to your side without hesitation."

She said to Morgan in her most serious and sincere tone, "I am willing to bear all the sorrows for you, and I am willing to share all the joys with you."

That is the most dazzling golden long hair, and there is a clear reflection of Morgan in the lake-colored eyes, clear and serious, just like the lake under the moon.

"Every sentence I said is true, and there is no lie in the slightest."

"Ah."

Morgan shook her hair and let out a sneer, she turned away from Arturia's side, "Hurry up and put away your empty words and promises."

"Don't you realize it's too late to say that?"

"Although it's a bit late, it's definitely not too late!" Arturia took two steps forward and narrowed the distance between the two.

"What kind of father would expel his own daughter? Such a person simply cannot bear the word father."

"You are standing in front of me now, the two of us are the closest blood in the world."

Artoria's voice came into Morgan's ears clearly, "If you desire power, I will give you power. If you desire power, I will give you power."

"You long for happiness, and I will give you happiness." The golden hair was lifted by the wind, shining brightly in the sun, "I will help you get everything you should have."

"You are my sister, and I will protect you."

"I swear to you." She walked to Morgan's side in the sunlight, and carefully took the witch's hands, with delicate eyebrows and firm eyes.

"As long as you are willing, I will do everything to support you forever, love you, and never leave."

Chapter 37 What the hell was Morgan thinking?

Artoria's words made Morgan feel very complicated.

She opened her mouth, maintaining the expression on her face with great difficulty, "...do you know what you are talking about?"

"Yes, I know perfectly well."

She clasped Morgan's palm tightly, and spoke firmly and loudly: "Please let me be by your side, my sister."

"I wouldn't advise you to forgive anyone, including me, because that would be so hypocritical."

"But even if there was sadness, disappointment and pain in the past, it was all left to yesterday, please treat this as a new beginning."

"Give you a chance, and give me a chance."

Morgan looked at Artoria in astonishment, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Maybe the previous life was not so good, but the future life will definitely not be bad."

"All of this will be left to you to judge." Arturia raised Morgan's palm to her eyes.

You were supposed to shine like the light, always with glory. "

"so......"

"Let me take care of you from now on, praise you, hug you, I swear that I am willing to love you forever." She smiled like a sun, and made an invitation to the witch in the dark.

"Come to me, my dear sister."

"........."

Morgan lowered his head, his eyes dim.

She was surprised by what Arturia said.

In fact, since she first met Artoria today, she has not stopped being surprised.

She was silent for a moment, then withdrew her palm from Artoria's hand.

As if wanting to avoid something, Morgan couldn't help but took two steps back, and couldn't help expressing his doubts, "You clearly know that I'm mean to you, but why do you say such things so easily?"

"These words are not easy for me." Arturia shook her head, denying this.

"We are sisters and relatives. I have already made up my mind, so all my words are from the heart."

"The beginning of the story cannot be changed, but its ending will be decided by you."

Arturia caressed her heart with her right hand. Under the blue robe was a slender body. When the blond hair hung from her small ears, it revealed a delicate neck like jade.

In Morgan's eyes at this moment, her whole body revealed a gentle and clean color.

It was a completely different color from hers.

As if she was afraid of being burned by something, she turned her head and didn't dare to take another look. Morgan's white teeth bit her lower lip. Only she knew how shaken her heart was at this moment.

She turned and walked along the table to the other side, running her fingers over the edge to hide her thoughts.

"...Can you forgive me for what I did to you before?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at Artoria, before parting her lips: "For example, Mordred, ... and that night."

"Uh......."

This question is indeed a bit sharp, but the reason for its sharpness is not to forgive or not to forgive.

To be honest, from the side of Arturia's male thinking, she thinks that she has taken advantage of Morgan.

So she just felt a little embarrassed about this matter, after all, there was still a blood relationship between the two of them.

so........

"It would be a lie to say that I don't care." Artoria coughed lightly.

"Although I feel a little ashamed, compared to this kind of thing." She raised her head and looked into Morgan's eyes, "Everything you desire is more important, isn't it?"

"Mordred is my child, and I am glad you brought her to my side."

"After all..." she smiled wryly, "I couldn't and shouldn't have offspring."

This is a fact.

The Age of Gods will come to an end with her. King Arthur should not have an heir. If the king has descendants, the end of the Age of Gods will become nonsense.

The emotion in Arturia's eyes became brighter, clear and distant, "That child is a miracle."

In the chest, when the heart beats, it is very warm, like silent joy and response.

"So that's how you see her."

Morgan tapped his fingers on the table a few times, then sighed.

"What about me, what do you think of me?"

She opened her mouth softly, asking questions in the dark.

"........."

"You are my sister."

She seemed to mean something, "We are connected by blood."

"Even if that happened between us?" Morgan looked straight at Arturia with his inquiring eyes.

The blond girl nodded under her gaze, "Even if that happened, you are my only relative in this life."

"........I see."

Morgan lowered his head and suddenly laughed, "I see what you mean."

"My dear sister, you really are an interesting person~."

With a pleasant and nasty smile on her face, she stretched her arms into the void, as if she was about to hug something.

Under Artoria's puzzled expression, Morgan walked slowly in front of her again.

"Thank you very much for coming to the appointment today."

The open hands closed her face together, and Morgan's sexy and deep voice sounded in her ear, "But you should leave now."

How can you do this!

Arturia stared at Morgan with rounded eyes, "What about you? Aren't you going back with me?"

"Go back?" Morgan murmured, "Where can I go back?"

"Come back to Camelot with me!" Arturia anxiously grabbed her hand touching her face.

"Are you inviting me?"

The emotions in Morgan's green eyes were so complex that it was impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"...Morgan?"

Artoria called her name anxiously, hoping to get the response she wanted.

"........."

However, apart from a long silence, she got nothing.

This made Artoria anxious. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something again, but Morgan's movements interrupted her unspoken words.

"...my sister."

Fluctuations of magic power suddenly began to emerge from her body, and the green pupils also glowed with a blue halo due to the magic power.

I look forward to our next meeting. "

As her words fell into her ears, Artoria's body suddenly softened, and her consciousness fell into a dark sleep.

When Arturia was unconscious, she heard her last voice, which was aggrieved and eager.

"Don't go, Morgan...."

Chapter 38 The World Comes Down

Arturia had a dream.

In the dream, she was walking hard on a path full of thorns, desperately trying to catch up with the woman in front of her whose face she couldn't see clearly.

She looked at the other party's face hidden in the darkness, with indistinguishable facial features, and lips that opened and closed several times.

what are you saying?

I can't hear it.

She wanted to come to the other party's side, so she kept running hard without stopping.