[You didn't return to Avalon imdiately.]
[There was still a girl waiting for you in Britain.]
[After several years, you returned to Tintagel.]
[The mories from years ago felt like yesterday, and for you, the passage of ti was just like a nap.]
[You stepped into the castle once again.]
[To your delight, the woman you wanted to see was still there, but to your dismay, she wasn't happy.]
"You really kept waiting."
[Morgan's eyes carried a hint of coldness.]
[Several years had passed since your last eting, during which even her father, Uther, had fallen in war.]
[She had gone through many things during this ti.]
[But throughout it all, this witch still rembered the dragon of the boundary who had once shown her miracles.]
"Well... you should know my condition, right? Even though it's been a while... I still kept my promise!"
"Condition? What condition?"
"Gah! You're pretending not to know, aren't you?!"
Moran had been in hibernation during the ti he was away.
He was certain Morgan knew about this.
As the Earth King of Britain.
No one knew the mysteries of the island better than Morgan, and there was no way she wouldn't know about Albion's condition.
"I don't know about that. I only rember that a certain man said he would co back to see . Instead, he left with endless anticipation, and waiting is quite painful. Oh, and by the way, witches are very vengeful."
Morgan showed a dazzling smile.
But there wasn't a hint of warmth in it.
[Won can be very unreasonable when they're being stubborn.]
[Morgan knew full well that you needed to hibernate, but in the end, she still waited every day with hope in her heart.]
[The accumulated resentnt from years of waiting]
[Wasn't sothing that could be easily extinguished.]
[You thought back to your cool farewell last ti and the hope Morgan had expressed—]
[It was indeed hard to argue against.]
"Moran, let's have a magecraft duel. Just like before, let's see whose magecraft is stronger!"
"Fine... bring it on...!"
[You knew there was no way out.]
[At least until Morgan vented her years of resentnt, your magecraft duel wouldn't end.]
[On this day, the people of Tintagel]
[Witnessed both fire and thunder, as well as the terrifying roar of a dragon.]
[It wouldn't be strange to call it the end of the world.]
[The duel ended without a winner, and afterward, you stayed in Tintagel for a few days.]
[Just like the last ti you were together]
[Although Morgan was initially resentful, she could still understand the burden you carried.]
[There was no barrier between you.]
[The fairy princess was still the sa girl, and you were still the dragon of the boundary who had once lent her a hand.]
[Over a decade passed in the blink of an eye.]
[For you, this ti was still just a brief mont.]
[During this period, every ti you were active in the outside world, you had to return to Avalon to hibernate.]
[Even in this situation]
[You made the most of your ti.]
[Still, you noticed that Morgan's desire to beco the ruler of the island was growing stronger.]
[Morgan was still gentle with you.]
[If you had more ti, you believed you could make her let go of this obsession.]
[Unfortunately, reality didn't allow for "ifs."]
[This was your only regret over the past decade.]
[anwhile, Artoria was growing up.]
[She had beco a squire.]
"Moran! Listen to ! I can finally beat Ector! Just a little bit more!"
Artoria was excited as she spoke.
She was now fifteen years old.
[Over the past decade, Artoria had been receiving guidance.]
[Ector taught her how to be a knight during the day, and rlin guided her on how to be a king at night.]
[Of course, you intervened in this process.]
[Rather than making Artoria a perfect king, you wanted her to understand what happiness was.]
[Things like only having three hours of rest a day]
[You would never allow that.]
"What? Not going to attack?"
"Ugh! Your defense is like an iron wall!"
[You and Artoria practiced swordsmanship regularly.]
[As she grew older, the advantages of her red dragon bloodline beca more apparent. Even experienced knights like Ector were no longer a match for her.]
[Only you could still make her feel like she had a mountain to climb.]
"Moran, I rember you once said you weren't as strong as Ector. You were lying to . You're ridiculously strong!"
"Hahaha, you still rember that. I wasn't lying. Ector is indeed a better teacher than ."
"Ugh... again!"
[Artoria had a strong competitive spirit.]
[Even though she lost to you repeatedly in practice, she never once admitted defeat.]
[The path to becoming a knight was difficult.]
[She wouldn't deny that.]
[Artoria didn't regret choosing this path, and she still rembered her original wish.]
[She chose to beco a knight for you.]
[Over the past decade, every ti you left after a visit, she would look forward to the next ti she would see you.]
[Every day was like this.]
[This feeling hadn't faded even after ten years.]
[Although she eagerly awaited your arrival every day, when it ca to defining her relationship with you]
[She was still a bit unsure.]
"Moran... are you my father?"
"Pfft—!!"
Moran, who was drinking water, nearly choked to death.
He had just finished practicing swordsmanship with Artoria when he heard this.
Albion choking to death was no laughing matter.
"Moran! Are you okay!?"
Artoria hurriedly stepped forward.
Her beautiful face showed a look of concern.
"Ugh... why would you think that!?"
"Well... ever since I was little, you've always been by my side... and you cared for more than anyone else... I also really enjoy spending ti with you... I asked rlin, and she told this."
Artoria said with a slightly red face.
She couldn't quite understand the complex emotions in her heart, and she thought asking the rigid Ector wouldn't be appropriate.
Her brother Kay wasn't reliable either.
In the end, she could only turn to her ntor, rlin.
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