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Chapter 81 - Morgan, is Very Warm

Late at night.

In the depths of Camelot's castle.

The clothes Morgan usually wore were now scattered on the floor.

And she herself was lying on the bed.

Beside Morgan's scattered hair, two strong arms were propped up, one on each side. The solid muscles on them were enough to make anyone who saw them marvel.

Caressing those almost perfect lines, the corners of Morgan's mouth lifted into a small arc.

"Your body seems to be getting more and more solid."

"You haven't been secretly training with someone, have you?"

"If that's the case—"

Morgan's fingers caressed the skin she touched with her fingertips.

The tone of her words also shifted at this moment.

"I would be very angry."

"There's no such thing—"

Ian responded, wanting to lower his head and begin to eat.

Every time they had a tryst like this, Morgan would specially prepare things she wouldn't normally apply, to make it look like real food.

This time was no exception.

Ian could feel that the food revealed to him was even more tempting than usual.

"No."

"You definitely have."

Morgan blocked Ian with her hand, preventing him from coming over to ravage the food as usual.

"Today, didn't you appear before everyone with Artoria?"

"In your dragon form, no less—"

"Because she needed me to become like this."

Ian stated the reason without any concealment.

"I am Artoria's knight, so it's normal to do so, right?"

"..."

The light in Morgan's eyes dimmed.

"So, my opinion doesn't really matter, right?"

"As long as Artoria is well, it doesn't matter at all what happens to me."

"Isn't that right—"

"All of you are like this!"

"Am I just..."

Before Morgan could finish her words, she felt her mouth being blocked.

And the one who blocked it was none other than Ian, who was right in front of her.

The Princess of Britain naturally resisted subconsciously, but in the end, she found it was useless—in terms of strength, she was no match for the dragon before her.

She was forcefully kissed.

She confirmed this fact.

But...

This feeling... didn't seem too bad.

After a suffocating kiss, Morgan was finally released.

"What are you doing?"

The Princess of Britain looked at him.

"Are you trying to comfort me with such a despicable method?"

"No."

Ian shook his head.

"I just wanted to do it."

"Because, when you're feeling wronged, you don't look delicious at all."

"So, I want to make you delicious."

"..."

A faint blush appeared on Morgan's cheeks.

Only from him could she hear such honest words.

"So, this isn't even comfort, you're just pitying me?"

"No."

"Morgan, you don't need my pity."

Ian looked directly at her.

Although his whole body was slightly feverish, he didn't display his usual beast-like side.

"During this time, I've met many people."

"And among them, I think you are the most amazing one."

"The most amazing one?"

"Mhm."

Ian nodded.

"You... you can do anything, can't you?"

"Why don't you help Artoria?"

"..."

"She must have put you up to this!" Upon hearing Artoria's name, Morgan, who had been feeling a bit warm, suddenly became angry.

"Do you know! She took everything that should have been mine! Including you!"

"But you still stayed by her side, didn't you?"

Ian lowered his head, his hands already starting to knead the food Morgan offered him.

"If she was really that terrible, then shouldn't... she have driven you out of here?"

"After all, if, as you say, she really took everything from you, then shouldn't she have taken your status as well?"

"This..."

This was the first time Morgan had considered the perspective Ian was talking about.

She instinctively retorted.

"So you mean, I should be grateful to her, is that right?"

However—

Ian did not directly answer Morgan's question.

He shook his head.

"I don't know."

"I can't perceive what humans truly want to express, because I am not truly human."

"Just like, I can't actually confirm if that's what Artoria is really thinking."

"But..."

Ian squeezed the food in his hands until a bit of white appeared on their surface, making them smell even more delicious.

"If a person's lifespan is limited, isn't it a waste to spend all that time on such things?"

"It shouldn't be like this, right?"

"..."

"But what else can I do?"

Morgan said with some despair.

"My life has been completely ruined. Besides this, what else can I do?"

"You can still do many things."

"And I can accompany you to do many things."

Ian's throat moved slightly.

"Camelot is my Camelot."

"It can also..."

"Be your Camelot."

Morgan was speechless.

She had originally planned to use this opportunity, offering her body as rations for this dragon, to have him create some more obstacles for Artoria.

But now it seemed—

There was no point in doing so.

Everything she did was just to cry out against the injustices of the past.

But what had Artoria done wrong?

"Then what should I do?"

"I can't possibly... go and beg Artoria to give me a chance to help, can I?"

"I'll ask for you."

"I will let Artoria know your wish."

"That way, it'll be fine, right?"

"..."

From a dragon's perspective, things were surprisingly simple.

No.

It should be said, they were never complicated.

It was just the resentment in people's hearts that made things difficult to let go.

Morgan couldn't help but smile.

She found that sometimes, she saw things less clearly than a dragon.

Then, I'll give it a try.

At least...

Give myself a chance to reconcile with the past.

"You've been wanting to start eating for a long time, haven't you?"

Morgan, whose body had already been coated with a faint fragrance by Ian's handiwork, turned her face to the side.

"Now... you can."

"But today I want this—"

Ian reached out his hand, showing an initiative completely different from usual.

"Hm? You want to do it like this today?"

Looking at him, Morgan's expression seemed quite surprised.

After all, according to the dragon's usual way, he should have eaten properly for a while before getting to this point.

Why now...

"Yes, directly like this."

"Because I can feel... Morgan, you're so warm."

"I like it very much."

"Eh—"

Morgan's eyes widened slightly.

Tonight, he would surely be very fierce

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