Fuck it

As the underground chamber door slowly opened, the two sisters, whose faces were nearly identical aside from their hair color, came into view.

Standing on the left was King Arthur, wearing a thick cloak and a crown.

Her long blonde hair was simply tied up at the back, and a few strands of golden hair framed her noble and beautiful face.

The moment she saw Alvin, her eyes lit up with joy, but as her gaze shifted to the woman behind him, the joy in Artoria's eyes gradually turned into confusion.

And eventually, that confusion transformed into teasing and irritation.

The expression on Alvin's face had completely frozen, and his body was slightly stiff, like a sculpture that would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Standing beside Artoria, Morgan also saw the goddess inside the basement.

Soon, her stunning face, hidden behind a faint veil, was filled with frost, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

Even though she had never met Ishtar, she could sense something abnormal about her.

This goddess already looked quite beautiful at a glance, but Morgan could tell she was deliberately concealing her true appearance.

If her true beauty was at EX level, then right now, she was merely displaying something around B level.

Since when did he have such a beautiful "acquaintance"…? Morgan le Fay lifted her gaze, and her originally dark pupils seemed even deeper.

"Was I not supposed to interrupt you?"

Morgan's cold and melodious voice echoed faintly through the underground chamber.

It's over… they've clearly misunderstood something… Alvin, under the pressure of those two dangerous stares, did his best to maintain a calm smile and said:

"Lily… Morgan, why did you two come here together?"

Morgan casually glanced at Ishtar behind him.

The corners of her lips curled into a captivating arc beneath the sheer veil, as she said, "Ever since Merlin sent you to the Imaginary Number Space, I've been searching for your whereabouts.

But I didn't expect that you'd already escaped from that land of nothingness on your own."

"Merlin may be unreliable most of the time, but he was surprisingly efficient this time... though judging by the scene, I probably shouldn't have come to interrupt you."

As she spoke, those eyes, cold as a frozen lake, looked at him indifferently.

Artoria's expression remained calm, silently gazing at Alvin.

To their surprise, however, after a brief moment of daze, Alvin quickly composed himself and a helpless look appeared on his face as he said,

"She and I aren't like that... honestly, if there really was something between us, I wouldn't have brought her to a basement."

"I was simply interrogating her about some things earlier."

In fact, thinking back on it now, his original worry about Artoria and Morgan appearing together was mostly about them tearing into each other again… but judging by their current state, it seemed they'd both calmed down a lot over the past few days.

…That made things a lot easier.

Now, as long as he explained clearly, and then slowly brought up the situation with Tiamat, he could bring Tia back to the palace for now.

Morgan le Fay glanced lightly at the goddess behind him and frowned.

After all, at this moment, that exquisite, pretty face had a faint flush; a few strands of black hair clung to her forehead... and even her legs were still slightly trembling.

Interrogation, huh...?

Granted, it wouldn't be strange for a prisoner to have such a reaction after being interrogated… but no matter how you looked at it, bringing such a beautiful girl to a remote underground room felt suspicious.

At that thought, Morgan instinctively looked at Alvin again, only to meet the latter's clear, earnest gaze.

Judging from his expression… perhaps he really was just interrogating a prisoner, as he said.

'Perhaps I should really give Alvin a little trust every now and then…' after all, it was her past lack of trust and even jealousy that had once led to tragedy.

Thinking about the past events, Morgan's expression softened a little, and the previously tense atmosphere in the room faded slightly.

Seeing this, Alvin secretly let out a breath of relief.

Looking at the "peaceful" state of the two sisters, his heart felt a little more at ease.

Mm… even though he didn't know what Lily and Morgan had been thinking these past few days, the fact that they didn't attack each other upon meeting, that was already a great sign.

With that thought in his mind, a faint smile surfaced on Alvin's face.

However, at that very moment, a soft, warm body suddenly wrapped around him from behind.

Ishtar's hands gently caressed the boy's chest, her voice tinged with a lazy sultriness that only came after doing certain deeds.

"Darling, why did you stop as soon as you saw them?"

"Weren't you having a lot of fun just now~?"

Her words were full of delighted vengeance and malicious glee, and the moment her voice fell, the previously eased atmosphere of the underground room froze in an instant, going deathly silent.

Alvin's expression also became increasingly colorful.

Ishtar!!!

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was actually filled with turbulent waves, so much so that he could hardly maintain the smile on his face.

That one short sentence from Ishtar was like a thunderclap in the minds of both sisters.

The amount of implication packed in those words was overwhelming. Just a bit of imagination could easily produce an entire scandalous drama.

Morgan's face instantly darkened, her eyes glinting with a biting cold.

Artoria remained expressionless, but her eyes too were smoldering with barely contained fury.

And yet, under Alvin's increasingly helpless gaze, she slowly calmed down.

Then, from beside him, came a woman's cold, icy voice , calm, yet cutting:

"I don't know which realm you descended from, goddess… but surely you don't think such a shallow trick can shake the bond between me and him."

Ishtar narrowed her eyes slightly, studying the indifferent expression of the woman before her, this King of Britain.

"Oh…?"

She didn't seem to feel much hostility from Artoria, making her eyes fill with surprise.

If it had been a normal person, anyone seeing a lone man and woman in a basement, plus what she had just done, would've exploded on the spot.

Should she say... "As expected of King Arthur"...?

Of course, Ishtar had no idea that because of a certain older sister who constantly watched over her husband, Artoria had long since developed a very strong mental resilience.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be easing, Alvin was just about to speak up at the right moment to wrap things up.

But the next second, he froze completely.

His gaze was filled with shock as he looked at Artoria, more precisely, at the space behind her.

"Aaa?"

At some point, half a head had peeked in through the basement door.

A pair of bright, beautiful crimson eyes were curiously peeking inside the room.

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Artoria suddenly felt a wave of goosebumps rise all over her back. She instantly drew her Holy Sword and turned her head to look behind her.

When she saw the woman's face clearly, her beautiful eyes suddenly contracted.

This girl... when did she sneak up behind me?!

As a Red Dragon with hyper-sensitive perception, she actually hadn't noticed when a stranger got so close to her?!

Morgan's expression also shifted subtly and she instinctively turned her head toward the unfamiliar outsider.

Almost as if realizing something, she muttered, "A god...?"

But then, she quickly shook her head and rejected that guess.

No... this level, it's already beyond what counts as a god.

...Just who is this woman?

While Morgan and Artoria were both on full alert, they saw Tiamat at the doorway walk right in like nothing was wrong.

Then, under the straight, intense gazes of the two, she reached out and hugged Alvin as her soft, warm body pressed tightly against the boy, and the magically formed dress, clinging perfectly to her body, made Alvin even feel the soft, pleasant sensation against his face.

She was so affectionate it was as if she wanted to rub Alvin's face completely into her chest.

If it were some other time, the latter probably would've returned the hug without hesitation.

After all, such a gorgeous, plump, soft, beauty was hugging him so tightly as if she wanted to merge herself with him, Alvin would obviously try his best to respond to her feeling and eliminate her insecurities.

But right now, he had absolutely no such thoughts, he was frozen in place.

Feeling the piercing stares from the side, Alvin's brain began spinning rapidly.

Holy crap, why does Tia's magic-formed dress feel like she's not even wearing anything?!

No — no, stop!

This is NOT the time to be thinking about that.

Think about what to do now... Calm down, you're the White Dragon of Britain, strategic thinking should be your specialty…

Alvin began a full-on mental storm, and then gradually... gave up.

Fuck it..

With an attitude of we'll see, he let her hug him for like... eternity, before, the mother goddess, who had passionately expressed her love, finally let go of him.

And by then, the sisters' eyes had already turned completely cold and dark.

Tia really isn't secretly devious?

Alvin forced a smile and said, "This... is a long story. For now, how about we head back to the palace first?"

Maybe they'd sensed there was some deeper situation between Alvin and Tiamat, or maybe it was simply because they were still in King Marco's manor, whatever the reason, in the end, both of them agreed to Alvin's proposal.

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