Most importantly.
"I don't want to see your face when it's twisted in despair."
These words lingered in her mind, and whenever she recalled them, her heart—already cold as bitter frost—would inevitably stir with intense ripples.
A sense of happiness welled up from deep within her.
"Who am I waiting for?"
Morgan was puzzled.
She couldn't find any trace of it anywhere.
On one hand, she reminded herself to maintain her aloof and unapproachable dominance, but on the other, she unconsciously yearned and hoped for sothing.
Amid such hesitation, she waited for two thousand years.
Until one day in the year 2018 of the Queen's Calendar.
A reckless intruder stord into Calot and swiftly defeated the two Fairy Knights she had personally appointed.
Morgan had no choice but to take action herself, deploying a dense array of magic circles in the sky, aiming to obliterate the intruder with a single strike.
Then.
The intruder drew a magic sword and blasted the magic circles to smithereens.
In that instant, the sword clearly reflected in her eyes.
Boom.
Her mind seed to explode in that mont.
Fragnts of mories surged from the depths of her soul like a volcanic eruption.
"The one I've been waiting for has arrived!"
It felt as if even her soul was trembling.
Her excitent was utterly uncontrollable.
"Are you the king of this Lostbelt?"
That person approached her in an all-too-familiar attire.
With just a clairvoyance spell, she saw the face that had haunted her dreams.
"Let's hurry up and defeat you, finish the job, and go ho!"
To be honest.
It was a terribly disappointing reunion!
"Tch!"
Morgan clicked her tongue sharply, her face tightening.
He had promised, "No matter what happens in the future, you'll always stand by my side!"
And he made wait for over two thousand years!
The first words he uttered upon reuniting were about drawing his sword against !
She was unusually furious!
So, she fought him fiercely, exchanging blows for a full hour!
To her astonishnt, even before becoming a True Ancestor, he was strong enough to leave her dumbfounded!
She had always known Eiji was powerful, with an unfathomable aura that even she had to concede to.
But she had assud it was because Eiji had beco a True Ancestor. Before that, even if he was strong, he couldn't have been that formidable, let alone compared to her own strength, which had increased a hundredfold over two thousand years!
She had intended to teach him a lesson as punishnt for angering her.
Yet, she couldn't even subdue him.
Truly the man I chose.
On one hand, she grew even angrier.
On the other, she felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
"Beco my queen."
Feeling sowhat embarrassed that she, who had grown so much stronger, couldn't defeat him—who wasn't yet at his peak—in an hour, Morgan naturally moved past the scene and extended an invitation to him.
"Sure!"
He paused for a mont, then agreed without hesitation.
Morgan sighed with emotion.
So, I was the root of all evil after all!
If he hadn't disrupted my composure back then with the line, "I'm your future husband," I would never have been so easily won over!
But at the sa ti, Morgan knew.
The current Eiji must have agreed to beco her queen with the intention of destroying the Fairy Kingdom from within.
And indeed, that was the case afterward.
During the battle of Sheffield, he secretly intervened and allowed Bogart and the Child of Prophecy to escape.
However, the Child of Prophecy was a fake—it was actually Mash.
So Morgan didn't mind.
She had a good relationship with Mash as well; that girl, though naive, was endearing because of it.
Then ca the human farms.
He collaborated with the Round Table Army and rescued many humans.
Morgan was displeased but still held back.
She knew that Eiji didn't trust her at all now.
She had to wait patiently until the right mont ca—he would change.
After that, it was the Great Calamity of Norwich.
He rushed back to the palace and confronted her.
"Are you really planning to do nothing?"
Morgan felt a surge of joy inside.
She pretended to act naturally and told him the secret of the Water Mirror spell.
"Do you think I went there for the fairies?"
Before leaving, his words made Morgan extrely happy.
Indeed, after spending so ti in the Fairy Kingdom and learning about her past, he had already changed.
"I stayed in this era for your sake."
It was almost exactly like what he had said back then!
Thus, the calamity in Norwich erupted just as she had anticipated.
He deliberately guided many people, successfully defeated the Great Calamity, and achieved the greatest outco with minimal losses. Norwich was almost completely unscathed, and countless fairies cheered for him.
Morgan felt nothing inside, even sneering coldly.
Transforming the Reversed Demon Sword into the original Holy Sword was indeed impressive.
But did you consider my feelings?
The Water Mirror activated, targeting Mash!
But he also charged in voluntarily.
This way, everything ford a closed loop.
Morgan finally felt at ease.
Once they returned, the familiar Eiji would be back by her side!
"It's about ti to deal with Beryl."
Beryl had done her a favor.
If he hadn't co and summoned the Fairy Queen Morgan, she wouldn't have had the chance to obtain Britain and would have died over six thousand years ago.
Coupled with the fact that she had lost those mories earlier, she had given him an official identity for the sake of formality.
Beryl also knew his place, so he had never harbored any ill intentions.
But with Eiji about to return, it was no longer appropriate to leave Beryl where he was.
"It seems he's been secretly experinting with turning Mors into a toxin..."
Morgan contemplated how to eliminate Beryl.
And then there was Fairy Tristan—her feelings had to be taken into account as well.
The Mirror Spell activated.
Morgan instantly returned from Norwich to the palace.
Her phantom clone was sitting on the throne, and no one had noticed anything suspicious. With these weak fairies, it was impossible for them to see through her magecraft.
"Attendant!"
"Your servant is here!"
"The Great Calamity that occurred in Norwich was intercepted and resolved prematurely. Deliver my decree: summon them to the palace. I wish to reward them."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Eiji would definitely return—he wasn't the type to make empty promises on crucial matters.
However, when he would return and by what ans, Morgan had no idea.
But since everything was already set in stone, she could just wait patiently.
Back then, out of caution toward Eiji, she had deliberately placed a tracking spell on the protective charm she gave him to conceal his demonic aura.
The mont he returned, she would sense it imdiately.
Before that, she needed to deal with matters on the other side.
"Travelers from foreign lands, and the Child of Prophecy..."
In the vast royal palace.
Morgan rose from her throne and walked behind it. A few steps away lay a bottomless chasm.
"The Cursed God Cernunnos, the Calamity of Beasts, the Calamity of Flas, and even the self-destructive will of Britain itself... I truly have no shortage of enemies."
Unlike over two thousand years ago,
this ti, both Grim and Totrot stood on the side of her enemies.
And by her side, there was no one.
If she had never gained anything from the start, she would not have held any expectations.
But now, having experienced trust, she could not help but feel a trace of loneliness.
"Return quickly, my husband..."
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