Chapter 585: “Where Is My Egg?!”
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When it ca to Life Magic, Morgan le Fay was both an expert... and not.
What she excelled at was healing and external creation. Many of the talented figures among the Twelve Knights of the Round Table had been painstakingly crafted by her before being sent out into the world.
Where she fell short... was internal reproduction.
That, Tom could actually guide her on—but the timing wasn’t right yet. It needed more buildup, more patience. When the mont ca, they could sit down and explore it properly, in depth.
But for now, focusing on the basics was enough.
Honestly, it wasn’t surprising that Tom and Morgan got along so well. They really were cut from the sa cloth. His earlier ideas about adaptive physical bodies and embryonic shaping techniques were essentially the sa thods Morgan had already used to create people like Gawain.
The only difference was that his ideas were still under developnt... while hers were already perfected.
Ravenclaw, however, couldn’t understand it at all.
Why was it that when she tried to create life, she was cursed by the world and died of illness, yet Morgan suffered nothing and continued causing chaos for rlin and King Arthur as if nothing had happened?
Carrying that confusion, she went to Morgan for answers.
And with a single sentence, Morgan shattered her.
"Honestly, little sister, how can you be this clueless?"
Leaning against her fairy throne, Morgan laughed so hard she could barely catch her breath, her whole body trembling. "You still don’t understand what makes humans special?"
"Humans are extraordinary. Their bloodlines are absurdly adaptable. Aside from the "gods
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