Artoria wants to read people's hearts

I have to figure out a way...  

Artoria was sitting in her tent in a state of boredom, her thoughts were so chaotic that she only felt a sudden pain in her forehead.

Falling into deep thought, her heroic brows unconsciously frowned, and a trace of irritability appeared on her face.

"You seem distressed?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and the sexy and mature voice made Artoria's eyes widen suddenly.

She stood up suddenly and looked behind her, only to see a blonde woman appeared there at some time.

"Morgan?!"

She couldn't help but exclaimed, since that farewell, Sister Wang, who has never been known where she is, has actually appeared in her king's tent at this time, which is really inconceivable.

Although there are some doubts, but more joy.

Arturia stepped forward eagerly and asked, "Why are you here?"

"...my sister."

Morgan unceremoniously pulled away the chair that Arturia was sitting on before, and then sat on it, "I came to you to fulfill my promise, I hope you can still remember you in your head that is empty of nothing but water. The promise you made to me that day."

She was wearing a revealing black tights, her two charming and sexy thighs were crossed together, her slender fingers rested on her thighs, the white and black formed a strong contrast.

This person's words are really not nice, but Arturia doesn't care about this now, because she is being overwhelmed by great joy at this moment.

Morgan came to her to fulfill her promise, which meant that she was willing to give up her hatred and start a new life again.

In this regard, Artoria is sincerely happy for Morgan.

Although she could still feel Morgan's slight hostility towards her, it was already good.

She was able to do this and was willing to come to Artoria, which was considered a great improvement.

certainly. "

There was no trace of fear or hesitation in Artoria's eyes. She smiled lightly at Morgan and said, "I will give you everything you deserve. This is our agreement."

"Humph~"

Morgan snorted lightly, she seemed very satisfied with Artoria's answer, even though she still looked like a big villain, there was still a smile in her eyes.

"In that case, let me help you."

"After all, with your worrying IQ, I don't know how long it will take to win this war." She specially emphasized the pronunciation of the five words 'anxious IQ'.

"......"

Artoria talked helplessly in her heart, pretending that she hadn't heard anything, after all, she was just talking about taking advantage of it.

Letting go of hatred is not a simple matter. She can understand Morgan's behavior at this time, and what is more important now is this battle.

"What are you going to do?" she asked Morgan's opinion.

"I am a witch and a magician, so of course I have to use magic techniques." Morgan narrowed his eyes, with a nasty smile on his lips, "I will use this battle to change my impression in the hearts of the people."

With her hands resting on her chin, she stared at Artoria steadfastly, those emerald green, deep phoenix eyes shining with brilliance.

"I want to announce to the world the return of Princess Morgan of Britain."

Chapter 46 is not a villain

Since that day, that is, after the argument with Artoria in the wooden house.

Morgan asked herself countless times in her heart, 'Can she really let go of her hatred? '

What is the answer?

I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know it.

It's ridiculous, she's jealous, she hates, she's twisted to the point of being ugly, she's a total badass, and Morgan always thought he knew himself.

However.........

Every time she dreams back at night, the image of Arturia that day is always in her mind.

My younger sister Yu walked to her side from the sun, holding her hands preciously and cautiously.

Her brows are delicate and her eyes are firm, making her self-righteous persistence crumbling like a mirage.

Obviously he should hate her, obviously he should firmly push her into the abyss...

Every day and every second before that, what supported her to live was the hatred for Artoria.

Turning her grief into vengeance, Morgan expected to see her sister fall from her throne and kneel at her feet, begging her forgiveness.

This is what she wants to see and the ending she wants to get.

But at that time, she couldn't deny that for a moment she forgot the sadness and pain, and felt the long-lost tranquility from Artoria.

During this period of time, she seemed to be torn into two people. One told her to let go of her hatred and embrace a new life, while the other screamed in her ear, telling her that she must make the other party pay the price to appease her. her anger.

She was deprived of her glory and lived in panic like a walking dead every day. Could it be that everything is so easy to forget? !

But, but.......

Morgan swept everything on the table to the ground in pain, his eyes full of struggle.

"...Arturia."

In the dimly lit room, she muttered to herself, and unconsciously called out her sister's name softly.

In the room, the smell of dust and decay made her feel unbearable, but it was obviously not like this before, and she should have been used to this smell for a long time.

Since that day, everything seems to be quietly changing.

For this change, Morgan felt a little uneasy. She wanted to stop it, but she didn't know how to do it.

Living under the sun, living with admiration, red wine, banquets, all these things that should belong to her, Artoria will give her again.

There were whispers, tears and laughter. It was a new life that she had never imagined before.

But the problem is......

Will she really be able to escape her own shadow?

Can you really break free from your own destiny?

Is it really enough to strip away your hatred?

What should she do in order to achieve that radiant self who lives under the sun?

she does not know!

Morgan had always thought she knew herself, but now it was clear she didn't.

So if she can't even understand herself, how can she get that freedom?

Compared to magic, compared to revenge, what she wants more is actually that redemption and light.

Before dying, she wanted to be truly alive.

Morgan raised his head and slowly stepped over the mess on the ground.

Through the gloom, leaving behind the decay, she came to the gate of this house.

This place already made her feel suffocated, and the darkness she was used to now made her heart palpitate even more, as if there was an invisible demon in that dark corner, which would take her life away anytime and anywhere.

She desperately wants to stay away from here. Compared with this small house, Morgan now wants to fly to the sky like a bird and see the scenery that she has never seen before.

If this choice is for her to walk on thin ice, she wants to know how far she can go.

Morgan put his hand slowly on the handle of the door, and finally pulled it open decisively.

Immediately, the sunlight shone directly into the dim room, like a bundle of shining golden threads, not only illuminating the room, but also illuminating her heart.

Turning her head to take a look at her hiding place for the last time, she walked away without the slightest hesitation.

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After Morgan joined in this war, the British army was like a godsend.

It took only one month for Britain to win the final victory in the war against the Saxons.

However, this does not mean that Morgan is a genius for marching formations, it is simply because her little magic tricks are too disgusting.

Poisoning, illusion, traps, etc., during this period of time, she simply played these methods to the fullest.

The degree of insidiousness and cunning, coupled with her smile on the face of the more unlucky the enemy, successfully made the soldiers of the entire British army detour when they saw her.

Although Morgan has partially succeeded in building her reputation in the barracks, everyone is more in awe of her than admiration for this emotion.

Although Morgan accepted this well, Arturia wanted to complain every time, 'What kind of whitewashing are you!He has almost completely turned into a villainous villain! ! '

What can she do with such a big sister, in the end she can only support her forehead and try her best to clean up the mess behind her.

In the army, Artoria evaded the most important and publicized Morgan's achievements, and pointed out that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to herself.

She also whispered/mimed the gossip, telling the soldiers that Morgan was using these methods as a last resort in order to let everyone finish the war as soon as possible. She herself is still a very gentle and elegant young lady.

Perhaps these words played a more or less role. After that, although everyone was still a little afraid of the princess, the detour gradually disappeared.

This benign change made Arturia breathe a sigh of relief.

Morgan saw everything in her eyes. Although she still spoke unreasonably, the way she looked at Artoria gradually softened.

"My stupid sister, do you really think I, Morgan, need the approval of those guys?"

She was sitting in Artoria's royal tent, propping her cheek with one hand, resting the other lazily on her knee, her slender fingers raised and lowered, tapping her knee rhythmically.

"Of course not." Artoria has learned how to treat her sister in the recent relationship, "But I don't want my sister to be treated like this, Morgan, the war ended because of you, these things should have been treated like this. It is the glory you have won."

"You're used to saying flattering things."

Morgan laughed lightly, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes, "Okay, your little tricks are still useful."

"Then go ahead, I want to see how far you can go for that promise and for me."

Chapter 47 The queen expressed anger

What is the duty of the queen?

In this era, the queen was often one of the king's most trusted allies and confidants, the most trusted companion and advisor in the king's inner circle.

If the king himself is absent from the palace or is sick, and cannot handle domestic affairs in time due to various reasons, then the queen, who is the king, will act as the regent and take charge of the overall situation until the return of the king.

And taking charge of the overall situation, stabilizing the situation, and providing reliable logistics for her husband who is away in battle, this is what Guinevere is doing now.

Inside the British Royal Palace.

Guinevere held the latest information from the front line in her hand, and frowned as she read the entire report word by word.

Although I am happy that this war is finally over and the result of victory.

but........

"...Morgan?"

Guinevere looked at the two words on the report in disbelief.

You must know that the first time she saw the name, she thought she had read it wrong, or maybe she was a little dazzled because of being too tired recently.

However, no matter how many times I read it, the name is still bold, and it is written in black and white on this report.

"Why did she go to the battlefield?"

For a while, she couldn't figure out how this woman would appear in a place like the front line of the war.

The existence of this person is really a headache.

Guinevere frowned slightly, she was really worried, after all, Wang is also on the front line now......

etc!Could it be that the woman went to that place because of Al? ! !

"Woo..."

"Damn Morgan." Thinking of this hateful guy being with her husband now, she felt as if she had swallowed a nest of leeches.

Although she wanted to punch her in the face, Guinevere, who was far away in Camelot, was beyond her reach at the moment, no matter how angry she was, she could only be incompetent and furious.

Sighing helplessly, she looked away from the report, and a pair of beautiful blue eyes fell on the well-arranged palace outside the window, with corridors connected in series and extending in all directions.

Her fingers knocked on the table unconsciously, looking at the layers of resplendent roofs and the blue space in the distance, this scene made her originally restless mood slowly become peaceful.