Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 143 - : Stay with Her to the End

[If Britain is causing Father pain,]

[For Mordred, there's only one choice. Even if it means abandoning the country, she will ensure you live.]

[Like Lancelot, who would abandon everything for love,]

[She and the Knight of the Lake are very similar.]

[It's a very selfish and willful decision. Even after knowing the truth, she still chooses to do this.]

[Because she cannot bear a future without you.]

[So, even if it means destroying Britain, she will not hesitate.]

"As expected, you've made this choice."

"Mother, did you foresee this day when you took me to Camelot?"

"I only had a premonition. I don't have your father's future sight. At most, I wanted him to see how others, besides me, view his stubbornness and this sorrowful Britain! And how we, mother and daughter, feel at this moment!"

[Morgan's tone was calm.]

[If she hadn't anticipated this, it would be almost impossible, but if she actively facilitated it, she didn't intervene much.]

[This was entirely Mordred's choice. Morgan merely told her the truth.]

[Or rather, she was confident.]

[Even without her interference, Mordred would eventually erupt in conflict due to her nature, transforming into this rebellious knight.]

"Hmph, it doesn't matter anymore..."

Mordred stopped dwelling on it.

Even if Morgan had initially told her the truth to manipulate her, she didn't see it as a problem.

In fact, she was always grateful to Morgan.

Grateful that her mother allowed her to meet her father and brought her years of happiness.

To her, Morgan had done nothing wrong.

Now, the one choosing to do evil was herself.

"Mother, can you guarantee Father's survival?"

"Yes, I can guarantee that. However, your father won't sit idly by."

"We won't know until we try. I've said I won't give up. I refuse to accept that damned fate!"

Mordred turned and walked out of the castle.

Her figure was resolute yet lonely.

Her willful determination to cling to and protect what she loved reminded Morgan of Moran's own past.

[Is Mordred's choice a good thing?]

[Even Morgan isn't sure.]

[She doesn't want you to die, but due to her perspective, she understands your efforts. She doesn't want you to die, nor does she want to destroy your ideals.]

[So anxious, so conflicted.]

[Like an ouroboros at the center of a storm, filled with sighs and sorrow. The conclusion she reached was Mordred.]

"Moran, you still have a choice. If it's Mordred, you should realize it. Both she and I want you to live and are willing to pay the price..."

[The witch's lament echoed from the castle.]

[What kind of end Mordred would bring to Britain no longer mattered. She was tired of Britain and this world that led the aurora to its demise.]

[Everything must come to a conclusion.]

[Back in Camelot,]

[You waited for news of Mordred, but it didn't come.]

[For a moment, you felt uneasy.]

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[Soon, visions from your future sight appeared in your mind. You saw the rebellious knight, bloodied, facing Artoria, who held the holy sword.]

[Around them lay knights in pools of blood.]

[This was undoubtedly a great battle.]

"Mordred... has she gone to confront Artoria...!?"

Moran sensed the trouble.

Fortunately, he had some degree of future sight.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to confirm her whereabouts.

"I remember Artoria was preparing a fleet for a voyage. She should be at the docks in the outskirts..."

[You confirmed Artoria's location.]

[Without hesitation, you used magecraft to act.]

[If you weren't quick enough, the vision from your future sight might become reality.]

[The sunrise seen from the port was intermittently obscured by clouds, making it far from a clear sky.]

[Even so, the sun shining on the horizon reminded one of golden wheat.]

[Artoria stood by the docks, looking more radiant than usual. This fleet wasn't just for battling foreign enemies but also for seeking greater mysteries to save Britain.]

[She believed that by improving Britain's environment,]

[The dragon protecting Britain could survive safely in such conditions.]

[This was what the mage and the dragon had told her.]

[The King of Knights never doubted the two she trusted most and had been working tirelessly toward this goal.]

[The dragon and the dream demon hadn't told her the truth.]

[Even if the land could be saved, the dragon, worn to this extent, was beyond saving. Even the strongest have their limits. Especially since he had been pushing himself.]

[The dragon had hesitated at first.]

[Hesitated over his inevitable death, but then thought about what he would lose if he didn't act.]

[The dragon's hesitation vanished.]

[If he had listened to the dream demon's advice and stayed dormant in Avalon, the result would be as seen in the future sight—Britain would be consumed by war.]

[Artoria's desire to protect her beloved was matched only by her wish to protect Britain.]

[If no one else was watching,]

[She would undoubtedly tread a lonely and treacherous path to protect what she cherished.]

[Thus, the dragon couldn't let fear of death]

[Lead his beloved into the abyss.]

[The dragon knew how determined Artoria was. If she knew her beloved was safe and dormant, she would pour everything into protecting this place she called home.]

[So, he would stay with her to the end.]

"Finally, the fleet is ready. All that's left is to defeat the Romans, then set sail to seek the mysteries. I can't let Moran wait any longer..."

Artoria gazed at the bustling scene before her.

She planted the holy sword into the ground.