"Ahem, this is Miss Medea, a Greek witch from the age of the gods. Her skills as a magician are also extremely superb..."
Xia Zhi coughed twice at the right time, cleared her throat, and continued to introduce the witch lady next to her in a calm and unhurried tone. Her tone seemed very natural, as if she was turning a blind eye to the surrounding atmosphere that was quietly solidifying and becoming subtle.
——It is necessary to pretend to be stupid.
——Anyway, it wasn’t revealed before, so I just pretended that I didn’t know that Vivian was really Morgan, and the matter of her bad relationship with King Arthur was over.
This is also to prevent Vivian from getting angry directly. After all, bringing Artoria back without knowing the truth and insisting on taking her back knowingly are completely different in nature.
So he needed a disclaimer for the situation...
But regarding the matter that I didn't know about, I couldn't tell it directly, otherwise there would be no three hundred taels of silver here.
The best disclaimer is to not mention this aspect at all and just pretend to know nothing. As an experienced expert with many confusing skills, he is also a master at pretending to be confused in this regard.
There is actually another one!
Medea took a deep breath, looked away from Vivian across from her, and looked at Arturia who was next to her with interest.
"Hello everyone, please give me your advice in the future."
With a polite smile on her lips, she calmly distanced herself from her Master as she spoke these words.
This subtle atmosphere is definitely up to something bad at first glance——
The current silence still has a vague sense of calm before the storm——
In order to prevent being splashed with blood later, Miss Witch thought it was better to keep a distance. This was the wise way to protect herself. She just had to concentrate on eating the melon and not get involved in accidental injuries.
This is not about loyalty or disloyalty. This situation does not apply. Not to mention that she had just been summoned not long ago, the situation she was facing now was more like a dispute about to break out between sisters, and it obviously had nothing to do with the battlefield, the enemy, etc...
——As for whether it is a family matter or a family scandal, that is up for debate.
"This is Index, the manager of the British Puritan Church in charge of one hundred and three thousand magic books. She is the current knowledge consultant and magic teacher of the team..."
"This is Tetlot, an elf from the Wing Clan. He is an amazing visual color master. He is currently a professional tailor in the team..."
Xia Zhi's smile was very hearty. With his excellent psychological quality, he continued to introduce the other people in the team without changing his expression, as if he couldn't read the air at all, and was not affected by the weird atmosphere at all.
After introducing the two little ones, Index and Tetlot, he paused for a moment and turned his gaze in the direction of Vivian: "And this one is the one I just told you, her name is—— "
"Morgan." A cold voice came, interrupting Xia Zhi's unfinished introduction.
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emmmmmmm... Xia Zhi couldn't help but twitch her lips. The girl's behavior seemed to be different from what she expected. Her reaction was too intense.
But her estimate shouldn't be that big of a deviation. There was really no reason for her to be that Morgan.
Even though she somehow possesses relevant information, after all, those are not her personal experiences... In anticipation of Xia Zhi, Artoria's appearance may make her feel dissatisfied, but it will not arouse such a strong backlash. .
So the question is, what is the reason that caused her to burst out with almost materialized strong hostility when facing King Arthur, who had no reason to be hostile?
The oppressive low pressure was like the precursor of a storm, suffocating.
He intuitively felt that there must be a hidden secret, but there was no way to explore it at the moment, because Vivian and Artoria were already facing each other, and the tension was about to break out.
Vivian's expression was cold. In an attitude that could not be ignored, she stared straight at Artoria across from her. She opened her lips again and declared: "I am Morgan, Morgan Le Fey, do you hear me clearly? Artor Leah."
"Morgan...it's you!! This, how is this possible! This is impossible!"
Artoria was still confused at first. At that moment, she didn't know how many possibilities she thought about. She even thought about whether this was another version of herself from a parallel universe. Otherwise, how could it be so similar?
Same appearance, same posture...
The same dilemma, the same responsibility...
Everything overlapped like a mirror image, making her almost believe that the other person was another "self" in this world.
However, as soon as this thought emerged, it was ruthlessly shattered by the blond girl in front of him who was like his own reflection.
The name that came out of the other party's mouth seemed to turn into a heavy entity in an instant. It paused briefly in the sky, and then crashed down hard! Hit her head hard! It hit her so hard that stars appeared in her eyes! !
Morgan le Fey! !
It turned out to be this name that I hated so much! !
"How is this impossible? Look at me, Artoria. I am actually standing in front of you. How are you going to deny it? Or are you too scared to admit it?!"
Vivian said coldly, her eyes flashing with unusual determination and hostility, as if at this moment, when facing Artoria, the usually gentle and quiet girl turned directly into another Personality-like.
"You...you...really you..."
Arturia's widened eyes reflected the indifferent face opposite her that looked exactly like hers.
She finally understood, and she intuitively and clearly confirmed this ironclad fact, so she didn't know whether it was because of excitement or anger, her tone trembled, as if she was trying her best to suppress the huge waves behind her.
"...Morgan...you guy...you guy..."
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"..."
"You are such a weak guy, you can't even say anything, okay? Were you born just to belittle me, to prove Britain's misfortune?"
Vivian waited for a while with an indifferent expression, and then asked impatiently and coldly. Her voice echoed in the air, and the emotions contained in it were as violent as a storm, covering the entire space in a depressing and intense atmosphere.
"It's unimaginable that Britain would be handed over to people like you and lost by you! This is simply a big joke!"
Every word is like a sharp ice pick, piercing the heart.
Faced with Morgan's accusation, Artoria's anger, which she was already struggling to suppress but still couldn't control, was suddenly pushed to the edge of explosion! I'm literally shaking with rage! !
How dare Morgan say such unreasonable things!
How could she say such a thing——! !
As mentioned before, Artoria is not a complete heroic spirit. Strictly speaking, she is still alive. She has even just experienced the battle of the sword fence. Her true body is still on the twilight battlefield where chivalry has withered...
In that mountain of corpses, both the enemy and ourselves were dead, and only a handful of people were alive.
Even not so long ago——
On the blood-stained hills of Camlan—
This young queen who was chosen by the Holy Sword, entrusted with the Holy Spear, and who carried the future of Britain on her back, was looking down at the end of Britain before she died, crying loudly.
It was precisely because she could not accept that ending that she made that decision. The primate's suppression power hoped to use her as a prop after her death, sign a contract with her, and provide her with the opportunity to find the Holy Grail.
As long as this goal is not achieved, Artoria will not breathe her last breath.
She will be "summoned" to different eras again and again at the moment before her death...
And he doesn’t hesitate to go to such a point——
"How dare you say that! How dare you say that——! Whose fault do you think this is all about!!"
Emotions are like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time. It suddenly erupts at this moment and is unstoppable!
Arturia showed a mixture of anger and sadness, like an angry lion, and suddenly pulled out the holy sword: "If it weren't for you! If it weren't for you Morgan, how could Britain...how could-- !!”
The intermittent words, but the turbulent emotions seem to tear apart the sadness and anger in the listener's chest until they can no longer speak.
"In short!! Absolutely, absolutely unforgivable...!"
At this moment, he almost broke a mouthful of shell teeth, and the little lion's eyes suddenly turned completely red.
At the same time, a terrifying aura of magical energy rose up from her body, and the magical energy was released directly running at super power, instantly strengthening her power like an overloaded engine.
Because she hated Britain's demise so much, Artoria was so extreme that she could voluntarily fall into the endless reincarnation that could never be redeemed.
So now that she suddenly saw the culprit who was at least half responsible appearing in front of her, how could she not have any emotional fluctuations at all?
"Hateful red dragon...I will never forgive you! Although this is a conspiracy of Uther and Merlin, I have wanted to crush you for a long time!!" Vivian was not affected by Artoria at all. The momentum was overwhelming, and he took a step forward.
She declared with the same gritted teeth, and without hesitation she grasped the staff of her choice tightly, and a dangerous aura filled the air around her.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
In Artoria's eyes, the figure of Morgan le Fey aroused uncontrollable hostility, but the emotion was undoubtedly mutual.
In the name of Morgan le Fey, she must overthrow this world that obviously comes from the history of pan-humanity, and sits on the throne of Camelot, Arturia, who was chosen to become the King of Britain! !
"Um, please calm down—"
Xia Zhi sighed and took a few steps forward.
This kind of development cannot be said to be incompatible with his own plan, but it can also be said to be completely opposite.
In his expectation, the meeting between the two may not be too pleasant, but it should not be too overreacting. Vivian's hidden identity will not be a problem. After all, this world is not a normal world, and this Britain is not a normal one either. Not normal Britain.
After all, if it hadn't been for his own summons, even King Arthur wouldn't have appeared.
Under this premise, even if Vivian is the Morgan of this world, there is no reason to have a bad relationship with the non-existent King Arthur...
As for Artoria, it would be easier to handle. With his previous guidance, if he sees a girl who is exactly the same as himself, he will inevitably bring his own experiences and emotions to the other person, and he doesn't know Weiwei. An's hidden identity...
Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the King of Knights not to fulfill his duties and burst out with 120% enthusiasm and motivation to assist Vivian.
However--
After all, this is just an ideal development as he expected. Even though there is no problem in general, the premise is wrong.
Obviously it shouldn't be. Even history has no room for facts. Even King Arthur was King Arthur who was summoned from another world by herself... But Vivian just inherited that relationship and directly exposed herself. identity.
The result is what it is now...
The elder sister hates the younger sister, and the younger sister also hates the elder sister. The two are in conflict with each other, and there is a strong sense of incompatibility as soon as they meet.
"Get out of the way! This is between her and me! Or do you want to protect her?"
Seeing that Xia Zhi wanted to intervene, Vivian suddenly showed a furious expression, and her body exuded a substantial black energy. She was determined to make the stupid Arturia feel pain this night.
How could you let this guy stop it! !
What's more, the accounts between myself and this guy haven't been settled yet! !
"Master, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your previous request... only this guy..." Artoria also gritted her teeth and showed a smile. This was a transparent and cruel smile that only warriors who had experienced life and death could understand.
"Only this guy! There is absolutely no way I can forgive her!!"
The moment the words fell, it was as if he was trying to show his determination——
The burst of magic stirred up a whirlpool-like torrent in the air. The magic materialized and wrapped around the swordsman girl's petite body, transforming into a white and silver armor and gauntlets. The King of Knights, holding the holy sword tightly in both hands, entered in an instant. combat status.
As if it unfolded naturally, the tension between the two was already on the verge of breaking out. At this moment, they finally entered the battle directly.
And it directly skipped the stage of trial and confrontation, and entered the intense heat in an instant.
The wind hums.
Thunder tore through the sky, and roaring waves shattered the earth.
The burst of magic power, the torrent of heat, the air pressure brought by the swing of the holy sword, the light blooming from the chosen staff... these were all mixed together in an instant, and then they all exploded, sweeping across the entire camp in an instant.
"It's impossible and there should be a bottom line! I won't forgive you! Make no mistake! Artoria..."
"How dare you do this to me, to Camelot...Morgan!"
"Beg for forgiveness at my feet, the Holy Sword is only of this level...!"
"If only this was the level! Your arrogance would stop here..."
On the surface, it sounds like two girls fighting. However, if you look at their merciless fight, you will understand that this is definitely not a joke.
Although there was no hysterical or complete madness in those tone of voice, there was more complex hatred with gritted teeth.
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"Miscalculation..."
Xia Zhi withdrew from a far distance, holding Index in his hand. He looked at the camp in the distance that seemed to be ravaged by a storm with a deep look on his face. He held his forehead with his other hand in pain and let out a long sigh. .
It's impossible to hold back. The grievances between these two people are definitely not something that can be resolved by sitting down.
Without a fight to vent their boiling emotions, it would be impossible for them to cool down.
Medea didn't speak, just looked at everything with a smile.
Tetlot was thinking hard, feeling that the situation in front of her was very complicated. Until now, she still couldn't figure out what was going on, what was the situation between Vivian and the girl, and why the relationship was so bad.
"It's all you! It's all your fault! If you hadn't sent your children to plot against me..." Arturia's voice came from far away, her teeth gritted.
"Stop talking nonsense! I don't have a child!!" Vivian said angrily, interrupting the other party's words, and subconsciously glanced quickly outside the battlefield.
"You still don't admit it!! Morgan, do you dare to do it but don't admit it?!"
"you--!!"
