Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 149 - : Forever, Only Love You

[Upon hearing Mordred's proposal]

[Artoria's expression also showed a fluctuation, she was in agreement with Mordred in wanting to save you]

[Looking at the urgent expressions of the two women]

[You couldn't bear to take away their hope like this, but you knew this was something that had to be said——]

"Morgan, she has always wanted to save me, although her method is feasible, even if it can extend my life.

It would only be to keep the body of the last dragon alive, turning into a living corpse that can only stay in a coffin."

Moran and Morgan studied magecraft together.

The two were not far apart in their achievements in the field of magecraft, he of course knew there was no such good thing in the world.

Just like the True Ancestors who sleep to suppress their bloodlust.

Morgan's magecraft method was similar.

It would only be to make him fall into a container isolated from the present world, ensuring basic life functions.

"Father... at least you can live! Do you want me to watch... you die...!?"

Mordred still clung to this hope, unwilling to give up.

Morgan had told her the cost. Compared to letting Moran leave her forever, she would rather he stay by her side, just that would be enough.

Unable to suppress her emotions, she shouted.

Tears had already soaked Mordred's face.

But no one would blame her.

Even Moran, who was being shouted at like this, his eyes were filled with affection and gentleness.

"All things must die, this is the natural order. Albion sleeps underground, I am just meeting my end. If I were to live on like that, I would only become a curse that binds you forever. This is not what I hope for, I will not do it."

Moran shook his head and spoke calmly.

He had never expected such a thing from the beginning.

To have the women watch over him like a living corpse, as if imprisoned by a seal.

The pride and dignity of a dragon would not allow such a thing.

There is still a chance for the future.

"...You knew this would be the outcome, yet you still chose to do this?" Artoria said.

"Yes, it is special for a dragon to choose a lover.

The dragon race will see the future with the other before deciding on love, and what I want to change is the originally predetermined fate."

"From the beginning, you decided to deceive me?"

"There was no other way, I couldn't let you go around with a bitter face all day. I wanted to leave you with happy memories, not days filled with despair.

Even if Britain is destined to perish, there are deeds that can be engraved, I hope the story we leave behind is a beautiful one."

Moran did not show a trace of fear towards death.

His words were filled with hope and blessings.

"Big liar, you went through so much trouble to deceive me, and in the end you say it was to make me happy..."

Artoria stroked Moran's hair.

Moonlight fell on them.

[She recalled everything she had experienced with you in the past]

[Although there was much bitterness and hardship, there was not a single moment that made Artoria regret]

[Every minute and second was a precious memory]

[At this moment, the sorrow she felt in her chest]

[Was so full of happiness]

"Do not let our past happiness become meaningless because of my death, do not hate everything for me, and do not choose to shatter yourself for me. If I see you like this, to put it mildly, I would cry."

Moran made one of his few requests.

A man who did not fear death, at this moment, his eyes held only the purest plea.

[The aurora had not yet faded]

[Believing that walking with the man to the end, she could see the extremely aurora, she had seen it]

[Your expression was too dazzling, too brilliant]

[She, who also deeply loved you, could not refuse, could not define the inevitable outcome as a failure]

[To be precise, she did not want to admit it]

[Even if they would eventually be separated by life and death, their feelings would not be so fragile and shallow]

[Beauty still exists in Britain]

[The greatest miracle she sought was here]

[There was no need to search further]

[If this pure love were tainted by selfish desires, that would be the greatest sin she could not forgive]

"I love you, Moran. Forever, only love you."

"Liya, I love you too."

Moran and Artoria spoke with deep affection.

No complicated words were needed.

Just a brief exchange was enough to confirm each other's feelings. They wouldn't let this relationship become a tragedy.

"..."

Mordred felt a void in her heart.

Watching the happiness between Artoria and Moran, it was so beautiful that she couldn't even feel jealousy.

Listening to Moran's hopeful words.

The layers of anger and hatred wrapped around her heart were peeled away, leaving only a girl sobbing in sorrow.

"Mordred, to be honest.

I'm worried about you. You're not as strong as Liya, and the time I've spent with you is indeed far from enough."

[You spoke in a calm tone]

[Like a soothing breeze in the afternoon, comforting Mordred's heart]

[In her eyes, you were still dazzling]

[Not wanting to disappoint you, she tried hard to keep the tears from overflowing]

"But, I have high hopes for your future.

Your future can still be written. My blood flows within you, and it will always give you strength in my place. Life and death cannot sever the bond between us."

"Father, I love you.

From now on, I will never be able to love someone so deeply again. So, so—"

Mordred wanted to say, "Don't go."

But, in the end, she swallowed those words.

She couldn't bring herself to say it.

It was just the selfishness of a child.

"I know. Mordred—it's okay, I know. I love you too..."

"Father..."

Pierced by that gaze that seemed to penetrate her soul.

Mordred felt a wave of shame.

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[From any angle, even though she was his blood-related daughter, this intense and fervent emotion]

[Indeed, it couldn't simply be seen as familial love]

[She was willing to destroy all of Britain]

[Just to selfishly keep you alive, and to call this merely familial love would be too shallow]