My Mom Sandy Love Song

"That's something the Demon Concubine Morgan prepared to avenge King Arthur! It's probably incompatible with the Lion King's blessing!"

"That's right, I can't wear a helmet to release the treasure, but my father's blessing gave me the power to release the treasure without limit!"

The next moment, crimson flames gushed out from the blade in Mordred's hand.

Of course, this is not the original appearance of the Noble Phantasm.

With his own overflowing hatred, the rebel knight forged the originally pure and famous sword into a magic sword of sin and evil.

"The boiling wrath of the Broken Star! This is the evil sword that will destroy my father—"

Realizing that the Noble Phantasm Battle is coming, Morgan's magic power flows through the circuit like hot water.

"That's it, okay. If you wish, I will also unfold the Noble Phantasm."

As he said so, a jet-black light radiated from the inverted holy sword.

The storm was blowing up, and the evil sword in the hand of the goddess Morrigan was burning hot.

With a horizontal stroke of the blade, it converges, draws an arc, and reaches the critical starlight.

Mordred raised his hands and turned into bright red thunder pillars standing on the ground.

She felt a steady stream of magic power pouring into the blade from her arms.

After accepting the blessing of [Rampage] granted by the Lion King, the power of her treasure has been improved, from [Anti-Army] to [Anti-City].

Not only that, but the most important one—【Special Attack on Arthur】was activated.

"—Treason [Clarent Blood] against my gorgeous father!!!"

What came oncoming was a blow like lightning from a god.

The red thunder that once ended the undefeated legend of King Arthur suddenly appeared, and the torrent of heat roared and swept across the earth, evaporating everything on the wilderness.

In the distant past, Mordred used the Scarlet Thunder Sword in her hand to bring the legend of the Red Dragon of Britain to an end.

Therefore, she has self-confidence, the self-confidence that she can also win against the Dark King in front of her.

Mordred's self-confidence is not unreasonable. Under her provocation, the goddess Morrigan did not use her power like she did against Gawain.

Therefore, the two of them can be said to be on equal terms, and she has sufficient advantages in a pure Noble Phantasm duel.

But Mordred, who has the intuition of a dragon species, overlooked one thing.

That is--

She wasn't the only one who triggered the special attack of the Noble Phantasm.

Staring at the goddess Morrigan in front of her, there was no wave in her calm eyes.

Morgan inhaled the air slightly, holding the blazing black sun with both hands.

She has been hiding in Utopia for more than a thousand years, and all her feelings have almost disappeared.

Only the thing that cannot be forgotten still exists in the chest of the witch.

The king who existed in the past and resurrected in the future is just people's imagination.

When pretentious prosperity returns to nothingness, what comes from far away is reality.

Denied by human reason, hated by her father, replaced by her younger sister, the tragic song of a girl who can never become a king.

Until walking with that person in history, and gaining the happiness and joy of being a woman.

Even though 1500 years have passed, the dark starlight imprinted in the girl's eyes that day still shines——

"This is the light of the end that shatters the round table, the gun of the end is nothing more than that! It is impossible to agree on the sword of victory [Excalibur Morrigan]!!!"

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10 minutes later, everything has been settled.

The clash of Excalibur Morrigan and Clarent Blood, and the sword of Excalibur against the Devil's Sword bore the result.

When the people of the mountain looked into the distance, they were surprised to find that the appearance of the land they lived in had undergone drastic changes.

The stretching mountains seem to have been neatly cut down by a knife, and a large rift valley with a length of more than ten kilometers in the wilderness in the distance is shocking.

The release of the real name of the inverted holy sword that triggered the [Special Attack on the Round Table] left permanent terrain damage on the edge of this end-of-the-land.

In the hearts of those who silently watched the black light ravage everything, there were scars that would not heal even after a long time.

"...Won, did you win?"

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the unrecognizable mountains, and couldn't close his mouth anymore.

"Has the Mordred knight been wiped out?"

"No, I couldn't kill..."

Goddess Morrigan remained motionless after swinging her sword, narrating the facts lightly.

"[Intuition] saved her life and escaped before being swallowed by the holy sword.

But I'm already a useless person, the injury caused by my Noble Phantasm is a curse that cannot be healed. "

"This, that's it..."

In the silence of silence, the people of the mountain were victorious.

With the activity of the goddess Morrigan, Mordred and the Serious Knights who attacked the West Village were repelled.

"Is Miss Alter such a powerful follower?"

Arash asked Matthew in a low voice.

"Hmm, because the opponent is Miss Mordred, so I feel motivated...?"

Hassan gulped his saliva: "Did I ever want to fight such a servant?"

"All in all, thanks to Ms. Alter, the village was saved."

Fujimaru Tachika clapped his hands and said, "Let's go check the situation in the village and see what we can do to help?

After that, everyone was busy treating the wounded and putting out the fire again, and they didn't finally get a chance to rest until the next morning.

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The next morning, Santo Camelot.

The soft sunlight shines through the white gauze curtain into the luxurious king's bedroom.

When the Lion King woke up from a deep sleep, the first thing he saw was Rhodes' peaceful sleeping face full of childishness.

That's it... Rhodes spent the night here yesterday.

Just seeing the boy lying next to her pillow, the goddess felt a warm current pouring into her chest.

"Ha ha……"

Touching Rhodes' hair, the Lion King showed a gentle smile that only Rhodes had ever seen.

She glanced out the window, the sun had risen to mid-heaven.

I remember that Rhodes said before going to bed last night that he planned to have another meeting with the Knights of the Round Table this morning.

The Lion King thought for a while, and was about to shake his princess awake.

"Rod, it's time to get up..."

Just before her slender and white fingers were about to touch Rhodes' face, the Lion King suddenly thought of something.

She turned to look at the other side of the boy's body.

After confirming Rhode's state in the morning, a charming blush suddenly appeared on the delicate face of the goddess.

"...Ugh."

The Lion King pursed his lips, surprised at the bold idea that came to his mind.

She shook her head, and her beautiful long golden hair swayed.

How could I want to do such a thing?

She will definitely be regarded by Rhodes as a slutty woman like Sister Wang!

"But... Goo."

The Lion King looked at Rhode's face again, and swallowed gently.

Want to feel more of his body temperature...

Want to taste more of this kid...

I want to see Rhodes showing more satisfied expressions...

After a fierce psychological struggle, the Lion King overcame his little shame.

The goddess clenched her fists as if making up her mind, and nodded.

She stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and slid it gently along her full lips.

"Well, that's right...it's also the king's job to wake up the princess in the morning?"

The Lion King used all fours, shook his upturned buttocks, and crawled into the warm blanket.

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259 The king is "working", and the knight is reporting to work outside the door

"...huh?"

Feeling strange, Rhodes woke up from a peaceful sleep.

The velvet canopy woven with rich patterns greets the eye, and he lies in the chamber of the Lion King and himself.

Yawning to drive away the fatigue, Rhodes raised the quilt and lowered his head to look at the source of the abnormality.