Artoria wants to read people's hearts

"I'm not lying."

Her eyelashes trembled, and Morgan restrained all his emotions at this moment, and then lowered his eyes.

"I know, I am the witch that everyone fears."

"It's understandable for you not to believe what people like me say..."

Speaking of which, she wanted to show a smile, but no matter how much she raised the corners of her mouth, it was ultimately futile.

"But the birth of feelings is so untraceable, isn't it?"

"It's not just you, even I can't believe that the notorious witch will turn into such a soft appearance one day."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked towards the corner of the room, her eyes were empty and sad.

Artoria had never seen such a fragile and sad Morgan.

"I still vaguely remember that in the afternoon of that day, you held my hand and swore to me in the cabin."

"Maybe on that day..."

"There is something in my heart that has been completely changed because of you."

Morgan's voice was hoarse and ethereal, and she stared blankly at the dust flying up and down in the sunlight in the corner of the room.

As if remembering something beautiful, this time she finally showed a smile that was enough to amaze her. "......That is really a good memory." She whispered softly.

"Morgan..."

Arturia opened her mouth, and looked at her sister with a little helplessness.

The winter is severe and cold, but at this moment the princess of Britain exudes warmth all over her body.

"The days when I followed you to Camelot, like boiling a frog in warm water, slowly eroded my whole heart."

"It's as if a traveler in the desert has finally met a life-saving spring, and has been happy ever since."

Morgan stood up, she looked at Artoria stubbornly, and said word by word.

"I did not lie."

"Between the two of us..."

She paused suddenly, then bit her lower lip, "You are different in my heart, you obviously know about this."

After saying this, Morgan seemed a little shy.A fiery blush spread across her face, and even the tips of her small and delicate ears were stained with crimson.

This shy and timid expression was made by a powerful Morgan, which made Arturia's heart thump loudly.

She seemed to be stupid at that moment, she just stared straight at her sister.

It can be said to be the best in the world.

2 minute later.

Artoria blinked sharply, then pinched her thigh fiercely with her right hand.

Just like the 300 taels of silver here, she shifted her gaze to her toes.

In my heart, I quickly said silently that color is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

"But, but..."

"Could it be that you are suddenly so nice to Mordred because..."

Artoria's cheeks were a little flushed, and even the voice she spoke at this time was slightly lowered.

"Yeah, just what you think."

Morgan stretched out his hands to curl his hair, as if he was suddenly a little embarrassed, and slowly sat back on his seat.

"That child is the common blood between you and me anyway."

She breathed a sigh of relief, then stroked her soft belly.

This move made Artoria feel a little embarrassed again, she shifted her eyes unnaturally, and then pursed her lips in embarrassment.

Morgan continued, "Aiwujiwu, no matter what, I can't let her do anything."

"so........."

Having said that, she glanced at her sister apologetically, "I'm sorry for forging that letter."

"But please forgive me."

Morgan begged with a trembling voice, "I just paid too much attention to you, so I covered up that fact."

"As for the enchantment, I admit that I know it..."

"But I knew it was too late. By the time I realized it, Mordred had already been unable to turn back."

The princess of Britain closed her eyes tiredly, as if she had endless worries in her heart.

"I chose to hide the truth of the scabbard because of my own selfishness, but now it has caused this sad situation.

I really don't know how to face Mordred, let alone how to face you. "

As if all his strength was drained in an instant, Morgan finally said softly.

"... Please forgive my self-evasion, just like an ostrich buried its head in the sand, I locked myself in the magic workshop, as if I could escape reality in this way."

As if she was about to cry, the light in her eyes shattered into stars.

As if a clear spring was boiling in her heart, Artoria finally took a step forward, and put her hands gently on Morgan's shoulders.

Finally, she sighed resignedly.

"ok, I get it......"

Hearing what Arturia said, Morgan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

I finally got this thing out of my head.

Chapter 81 I have a message, please listen

Under Morgan's gaze, Artoria took two steps back.Then he turned and walked to the window.

She pondered for a moment and said.

"You just came out of the magic workshop, so you probably don't know..."

She paused, then turned her head and said to her sister, "Just the day before, I had already sentenced Mordred to death."

"death penalty?!"

Morgan was really surprised this time, her pupils shrank uncontrollably, she didn't expect to hear such a severe punishment from Artoria.

"But......."

Morgan murmured softly, "Mordred she..."

Her voice was very soft and low, like smoke, so Arturia couldn't hear it clearly.

"What did you just say?"

Frowning, she asked in a slightly suspicious voice.

"No, it's nothing..."

"I just..." She pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked at her sister sadly and pleadingly, "Are you really going to kill her?"

Morgan's acting is really good.

In Artoria's eyes, she really looked like a mother who worried about her child's life, she was so fragile and heartbreaking.

However.......

What shattered the mother's last hope was Artoria's nodding affirmative answer.

"Mordred launched a rebellion in an attempt to usurp the throne." Having said that, she smiled wryly, "...Although you and I both know that this child doesn't have such a heart, after all, she said from the results , and indeed did such a rebellious thing.”

Morgan heard this and did not refute anything.

She just nodded knowingly, then lowered her head and pretended to be very sad.

There is indeed a sliver of sincerity in this sadness, after all Mordred did such a thing, and half of her credit is in it.

But how much guilt is there?Then only Morgan herself knows.

Artoria didn't suspect him because she lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Is Mordred really hopeless?"

The princess of Britain asked tremblingly, "Sorry, I just..."

She choked up, "I just can't accept this cruel fact."

She was working hard there, Arturia suddenly said this.

"Oh, of course not, I didn't intend to kill Mordred."

"???"

When Morgan put a question mark, it wasn't that she thought there was something wrong with herself, but that there was something wrong with her sister.

"...What do you mean by that?"

She really couldn't figure it out. One moment she said she wanted to kill Mordred, and the other moment she said she would not kill Mordred...

What do you want to do?

What about playing with me? ?

Perhaps the confused expression on Morgan's face was too obvious, only to hear Artoria chuckle lightly, and then explained.

"Mordred must die, but she may not."

Good guy, you might as well not talk about it.

Morgan's head was even more dizzy at this time.

"Stop playing dumb here, and tell me clearly."

She gave her younger sister an annoyed look, feeling disgusted by her bad behavior.

"I understand."

The corner of Artoria's mouth couldn't help but twitched into a smile, and she didn't continue to play tricks, and directly explained, "It's very simple, Mordred has been wearing her helmet before this, and she rarely let others see it. Her true face, which also means..."

She lowered her voice, and the dumb hair on the top of her head jumped energetically.

"We can use some means to replace Mordred from it."

Morgan's eyes lit up, and she gave Atolia a meaningful look, "You mean...?"

I didn't expect it, you look like a big-eyed guy, I didn't expect you to play such a trick.

"That's what you guessed it meant."

Artoria touched the tip of her nose, and she smiled embarrassingly.

The surprise and ridicule in Morgan's eyes were too straightforward, and she felt a little embarrassed when she saw it.

"Exactly, what are you going to do?"

The sadness in her eyes also put away, and she raised her eyebrows with great interest at the moment, and changed back to the Morgan that Artoria was familiar with.

At this time, she doesn't need to act anymore at all, after all, Mordred doesn't have to die, does he?

"I just have a general idea, but how to implement it..."

Saying that, Artoria coughed lightly, "We still need to discuss it together."

To be honest, what she will do after this is quite contrary to the morality in her heart.

but.......

On the one hand, he had to explain to the people, and on the other hand, he wanted to save Mordred's life.

Artoria is really in a dilemma.

God knows she was tossing and turning all night because of this matter, and she didn't fall asleep until it was bright.

Although she condemned her hypocrisy in her heart, she did not regret making such a decision.

No matter how bad Mordred is, he is still his own child.