39. Tiamat: How Do You Have the Scent of My Son?!

The first attempt at seducing Ian had been a success. So much so that Morgan never even considered the potential consequences. Not to mention, Tiamat had been silent for a very long time. For her to suddenly roar like this now naturally gave Morgan a fright.

But— Looking at Ian, who was still feasting voraciously before her, tearing at her stockpiled rations, Morgan quickly calmed down. That's right. He didn't sense it. The isolation magic she had specially set up beforehand was working.

"Don't suppress yourself," Morgan, smelling of wine, whispered in Ian's ear. "If you don't want to go inside, doing it on the outside is fine too. With your sister, you can be your truest self." As she spoke, Morgan raised her legs, wrapping them around Ian's waist. Just don't notice, my greedy little dragon. The princess of Britain thought this as she closed her eyes.

CRASH. The world behind her closed eyes was filled with lightning and thunder. BOOM! Every so often, a bolt of lightning would descend from the sky, striking down beside Morgan. And the horror of the dreamscape did not end there. Tiamat, in her draconic form, was roaring wildly, and the Sea of Life churned with one tumultuous wave after another.

"MORGAN! I TRUSTED YOU SO MUCH! WHY DIDN'T YOU RETURN IAN TO ME AFTER YOU FOUND HIM?! ANSWER ME!"

CRASH— Another bolt of lightning. A torrential downpour began to fall upon the Sea of Life. "OR I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!" "Tiamat, listen to my explanation first—" Realizing things had gone terribly wrong, Morgan quickly tried to stop Tiamat's rampage. "Things... are not as you think." "HOW COULD THEY NOT BE?! I CAN SMELL IT!" With a flash, Tiamat displayed a speed that was completely incongruous with her massive body. In her draconic form, she roared at Morgan. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DID YOU THINK I WAS EASY TO DECEIVE?!"

The dragon's roar was immensely powerful. With just those few simple words, Morgan could feel her own mind trembling. "I am not deceiving you. Your son... has not been fully won back yet. I am merely working hard at it!" "YOU LIE—!" Tiamat swiped with her sharp claws, sending Morgan flying. The princess's body tumbled across the Sea of Life, finally coming to a stop after a long while.

"YOUR BODY HAS THE SCENT OF MY SON! YOU'RE ALL WICKED WOMEN! YOU MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING WITH HIM! KILL YOU! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" BOOM. Tiamat spewed forth邪black flames, which surged directly toward Morgan. The princess of Britain, of course, was not going to be captured without a fight. She extended a hand, attempting to resist Tiamat's flames with her own methods.

But soon, Morgan discovered that the flames from the other were not flames in the simple sense. They were... a curse. Morgan considered her own mastery of magecraft to be very high, but before Tiamat, it was not even worth mentioning. In an instant, her defensive magic circle was shattered. Another heavy blow. Morgan struggled to stand up in the Sea of Life. She was now completely naked. And this seemed to make Tiamat even angrier.

"GRAHH—! IS THIS HOW YOU SEDUCED MY SON?! YOU SHAMELESS HUSSY!" "..." Knowing that she probably had no chance of escape, here in this dreamscape, Morgan began to laugh. "You dragon... you're quite good at twisting the facts. Was it not because you were incapable of keeping your son that he met me in the first place? Tiamat, you listen to me carefully! He likes me very much now—understand?!"

Morgan's words seemed to have struck Tiamat's reverse scale. She became even more enraged. "I WILL ERASE YOU FROM ALL WORLDS! YOU WICKED WOMAN WHO STOLE MY SON!" Watching Tiamat gather a massive amount of magical energy, Morgan knew this was where she was going to die. And here... I had just finally gotten a chance to capture that greedy dragon. Artoria didn't fall, but I'm the one to go first? Doesn't that mean I accomplished nothing? Why... why is it always like this... What have I done wrong... Why is it that every time a glimmer of hope appears, it vanishes like a dream? Why?! WHY?! In the torrential rain, Morgan looked at the gradually distorting world and couldn't help but fall into despair. She was so unwilling to accept this.

However— It was also at this moment that this dream world, built by chance, began to shake. Morgan initially thought it was Tiamat's rage, but she soon realized that wasn't the case. It was... falling apart? What's happening? Morgan wasn't the only one who was confused; Tiamat, who had been preparing to kill her, was also bewildered. "It's shattering... It's all shattering... Morgan, what have you done now?!"

"..." Before Morgan could answer (or perhaps, mock) Tiamat, she felt herself falling out of the dream. She opened her eyes and found Ian looking at her. And in his mouth, he was chewing on something. It was... Tiamat's crystal?

"Ian, you..." "You were crying just now," Ian said, as if he knew what Morgan was going to ask. "Was I too rough?" "Eh?" Only then did Morgan realize there were tears at the corners of her eyes. It looked... as if she'd been... brought to tears by him. CRACK. The black crystal was crushed by the boy and swallowed. Morgan knew that this was a subconscious act he performed after seeing her cry. He didn't know the truth, but he could sense that this was the cause of her tears! But... that was the thing that had his mother's scent. What kind of internal struggle must he have gone through? Morgan couldn't dare to imagine it. "Ian, you..." "Don't cry." Ian gently wiped the tears from the corners of Morgan's eyes. "Big Sister Morgan, you look so pained when you cry. I don't like it. So, I won't let you stay like this."

"..." Morgan's eyes reddened once again. In her entire life, this was the first time someone had wiped away her tears. Has fate not abandoned me? It must be so!

But— Before Morgan could be happy for more than a moment, she heard words that made her heart sink. More accurately, words she didn't want to hear, spoken from the mouth of someone she was willing to listen to. "Big Sister Morgan," Ian said. "I want to know—how can I make Artoria become a king worthy of Britain faster?"

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