amaotonovel Chapter 1138 Shaken Desire
Chapter 1138 Shaken Desire
Chapter 1138 Shaken Desire
Lige naturally had no idea of Morgan's expectations.
He did not have the same [Fairy Eyes] talent as Morgan and Altria, and could not see through people's hearts or lies.
Therefore, he spoke like this while looking at Morgan.
"The last time the "condition" was not met, let's try a different approach this time."
Hearing this, Morgan fell silent.
"How about we make a bet?"
Li Ge said this.
"Bet?" Morgan said sarcastically, "You don't want to bet whether the Son of Prophecy and the foreign magician can defeat me tomorrow, do you?"
"That's right." Liger didn't care about Morgan's sarcasm and said frankly: "There is no way we can fight each other, so if you want to step down, Altria and the others must do it."
"Is this also the reason why you think you can win?"
Morgan did not deny what Lige said.
If his opponent was Lige, Morgan really had no confidence that he could win.
If it was Lige more than a month ago, it would be fine. At that time, Lige did not bring too much pressure to Morgan, so Morgan did not think that he could not suppress Lige.
But more than a month passed, and no one knew what had happened. This man's strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and Morgan, who saw him again, couldn't calm down for a long time.
Even now, Morgan could clearly feel the vague threat posed by the man beside her, telling her that if she tried to do anything bad to this man, the outcome would probably be worse than any other time before.
Morgan was not willing to believe this, but he had to.
Facing the current Lige, even with twelve holy spears in his hands and the jade throne that accumulated endless magic power in his hands, Morgan still had a premonition that he would be defeated once he made a move.
This man has been reborn and has become far more powerful than before.
He was already too powerful to be a human being, and now he was so powerful that Morgan doubted whether he was a creature on this earth.
At least, according to Morgan's own feeling, in her opinion, whether it is a fairy or a god, they are probably no match for Lige now.
Unless Albion, the oldest, most mysterious, and most powerful super-ancient pure-blooded dragon species in this Lostbelt, is reborn, or the Wandering Star Vanguard that once destroyed the surface of the earth descends again, Morgan really can't imagine who else in this Lostbelt can be a match for the current Liger.
If he were not the fairy of paradise, and his understanding of the nature and mission of the Star Inner Sea was no less than anyone else, Morgan would have doubted whether Liger was the true son of prophecy, the savior sent to save Britain.
To make Morgan feel this way, one can imagine how much pressure Lige is putting on her.
Fortunately, he and I have the "Stake" as a connection. We have already signed a contract and will not be enemies. Otherwise, the future of Britain will be completely ruined...
Of course, as long as Lige couldn't attack him, Morgan was confident that he could defeat the so-called allied forces.
Altria?
She is just a younger generation who arrived thousands of years late. I have already walked the path she is walking now, and I have completed the pilgrimage so many times that I don’t know how many times. There is no way I can lose to her.
Noknalei?
As the second generation of Queen Mab, she indeed possessed potential that ordinary fairy clan leaders could not reach, but she exchanged this potential for the survival and strength of the entire royal clan. In Morgan's view, this behavior was simply foolish and there was no reason to take it seriously.
Chaldea?
It is true that they have extraordinary abilities as they once cut off five Lostbelts, and Chaldea's Heroic Spirit Summoning technique is also quite unique. However, as a divine-level genius in magic, Morgan has already analyzed Chaldea's Heroic Spirit Summoning system and Spirit Transfer System. It is impossible for the Master, who is a magician, to surpass her in ability, and the summoned Servants are far inferior to her Fairy Knights. Except for the shield-wielding Knight of the Round Table who is still a bit threatening, the rest are not worth mentioning at all.
As for the round table...
Frankly speaking, Morgan never took the legacy left by his disciple to heart.
The Round Table's military force, which barely reached a thousand people, was too weak. Compared with humans and fairies, they were even weaker. Even the only commendable captain, Percival, the holy spear in his hand was just something she had discarded. How could he be a threat?
Morgan didn't even take seriously the three major clans of Wind, Earth and Wing who were trying to trip him up in secret.
He was just a defeated general in the past, but he conquered all of Britain by force alone. At that time, the six major clans, Fang, Wind, Earth, Wing, Mirror and King, were all there.
Without the Holy Lance, the Ancestral Throne, the Fairy Knights and the Queen's Army, I could have conquered the whole of Britain. How much more so now that I have all of these?
When this war is over, I will naturally settle accounts one by one.
With this calculation, Morgan does have the capital to be fearless.
As long as Lige doesn't take action, Morgan really can't imagine any reason for him to fail.
Lige also felt this, so he said this.
"Since you are so confident, let's have a gamble." Lige smiled and said, "Don't use the Holy Lance or the Amyrlin Throne. Just rely on your own strength to fight Altria and the others."
"Even if you use the Holy Lance, I will interfere. You might as well save your precious magic power."
"You don't intend to use the Jade Throne easily, do you?"
Lige pointed towards the big cave.
"After all, your throne was originally prepared to deal with that thing, wasn't it?"
This statement made Morgan's eyes flicker again.
Seeing this, Lige said something indifferently.
"If I win, I hope you will willingly follow me and break free from this curse that has bound you for thousands of years."
Binding...
curse……
Morgan's eyes turned slightly cold, and he was obviously not in a good mood.
The thing that she had been obsessed with for thousands of years was regarded as a bondage and a curse by others. This person was also her nominal husband. It would be strange for Morgan to be in a good mood.
"What if I win?"
Morgan said this coldly.
The reason why he said this was not because he wanted to agree to Li Ge's bet.
In Morgan's opinion, Lige's bet was meaningless.
Whether I win or lose, I will never give up Britain.
If he wins, he will continue to rule Britain and protect this kingdom that belongs only to him.
If I lose, I will just fall before this throne, and go to the end together with this Britain that belongs only to me.
I have nothing left but Britain.
Therefore, whether he wins or loses, he will not abandon Britain, and there is no reason for him to accept this bet.
Just as Morgan was thinking this silently in his heart...
"If you win, I will not only find a way to help you solve the curse of Britain and the things in the big cave, but I will also resurrect the people you care about."
Lige's voice faintly reached Morgan's ears.
"When you were hated and rejected by all the fairies in Britain, Bawan Xi was the only one who showed you kindness and goodwill..."
"Born as the successor of Reinecke, Woodworth has always been loyal to you..."
"Also, the Rain Clan."
When the previous two sentences reached Morgan's ears, he was still able to remain calm.
After all, Lige had said the same thing before, and Morgan had also clearly expressed his refusal.
Although Bavan See and Woodworth were special to Morgan, he would stubbornly choose the latter over Britain at the expense of the former.
This is not only Morgan's persistence, but also her determination long ago to protect Britain no matter what the sacrifice is.
But when the last sentence reached Morgan's ears, she...completely lost her composure.
"The Rain Clan..."
The past, or rather the memories of childhood, began to replay in Morgan's mind.
Those are memories that should have faded.
That was a precious childhood so long ago that even Morgan had almost completely forgotten it.
After thousands of years of wandering in Britain, Morgan hardly ever felt happy or joyful. All he felt was the pain of constantly exorcising "disasters" and then being betrayed, tortured, and humiliated by the goblins, as well as the resentment that accumulated in his heart until it exploded.
But the reason why she could continue to move forward in such pain and resentment, and became more and more determined to protect Britain's heart, was because of that childhood that was almost forgotten.
In Orkney, Vivian is a paradise girl who was raised by the Rain Clan.
That is the only memory and life that can be called happy in Morgan's heart.
If it weren't for that period of her life, she wouldn't have embarked on this path of no return and wouldn't have wanted to build a peaceful country where everyone can be happy.
If possible, Morgan even hoped that he would die with the people of the Rain Clan on the day Orkney fell, rather than living until now.
She should have died that day if the accident hadn't happened later...
Now, Lige actually told her that he could revive the Rain Clan?
"…Can you even do something like this?"
By the time he reacted, Morgan realized that he had already said this sentence.
"Why do you think Altria was able to ring the sixth pilgrimage bell that was supposed to be destroyed?"
Li Ge just replied with this sentence.
"…………"
This time, Morgan fell into a long silence, longer than any previous one.
Because she finally hesitated and struggled.
"You don't have to give me an answer right now."
Lige could see that Morgan was shaken.
If anything else were put on the scale and compared with Britain, Morgan would definitely choose Britain without hesitation.
Not to mention Bawan Xi and Woodworth, even if he compared Britain with Lige, who held a more special position in Morgan's heart, Morgan would choose Britain without hesitation.
Britain had become an obsession in her heart.
To put it bluntly, Morgan le Fay can love no one except Britain.
However, the Rain Clan is clearly an exception.
Without the Rain Clan, there would be no Morgan today, let alone Vivian and the Savior Ash.
As long as Morgan can be shaken, the purpose of Lige's trip will be achieved.
He was afraid that Morgan would be too depressed. If he lost, Britain would also enter its doomsday, and this witch would risk her life to destroy Britain together with her.
It would be a lot of fun if that happened.
Therefore, I must give her some eye drops and make her yearn for things outside of Britain.
"Tomorrow, as long as you don't use the Holy Lance or the Amyrlin Throne, and use your own strength to meet the challenge of Altria and the others, our bet will remain in effect."
Liger left a sentence that was bound to keep Morgan awake at night, watching her eyes glow slightly.
"Believe me, this is by no means a bad thing for you."
After saying this, Lige did not give Morgan a chance to respond or regret, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot without a trace.
Morgan could only look at the place where Lige disappeared, silent for a long time, and recalled his lost childhood in a daze.
"Can you... come back again?"
Morgan murmured to the dead silent night sky.
The murmur was neither cold nor resolute. It was filled with a fragility that Morgan himself was not aware of, like a little girl sobbing to her mother, full of helplessness and sorrow.
At this moment, Morgan is no longer the winter witch who rules Britain, nor is she the savior who saves Britain time and time again. She is just the fairy girl who once ran carefree along the coast.
The girl who was supposed to be dead seemed to be alive again...
…………
On the other side, Lige, who left the royal city, did not actually go far, but appeared in a corner of Camelot.
After standing there silently for a while, Li Ge suddenly spoke.
"Isn't it time to come out?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a figure slowly walked out from the corner of the quiet and deserted alley and appeared in front of Lige.
"It's really you."
Looking at the familiar figure that appeared in front of him, Lige curled his lips and smiled.
"...You've already discovered me?"
The strong body that has been tempered by thousands of times cannot be hidden in the shadows at all, and the presence is unmistakable. The fairy knight, Bagster, who is so obvious that it cannot be more obvious, said these words in a deep voice.
"You said it the other way around, didn't you?" Li Ge corrected him, saying, "You discovered that I was in the royal city, so you deliberately emitted a little breath and took advantage of Morgan's moment of distraction to lure me here, right?"
Liger crossed his arms, looked at Bagster, who had no intention of drawing his sword, and spoke with some interest.
"Looking at you, it seems like you have something to talk to me about, and you don't want Morgan to know, right?"
Bagst did not deny Lige's statement at all.
"...Let's make a deal."
Bagster was silent for a while, then spoke like this.
The expression on Lige's face became more interested.
"Appreciate further details."
(End of this chapter)