Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 152 - : The Biggest Lie in Life

"A-A shrew!? You said it! You called me that, didn't you! I was thinking of forgiving you, but now I see I've been too soft! If you apologize now, I might still consider listening!"

"No, I'm not going to apologize! Besides, after all this, you should be praising me for not laughing out of anger!"

"You're not holding back! You're laughing right now! What's with that pitiful look in your eyes!? Disgusting!"

Moran had one hand on his knee.

Morgan held a wand that was broken in half.

Both of them looked like they were at their limits.

But the energy in their quarreling showed no signs of waning, and on top of that, they both had the noblest bloodlines in Britain.

Yet, here they were, having shed all their dignity and pride, quarreling like a married couple on the streets, unable to stop their bickering.

"It's not pity, I'm just shocked. It's too much, even at this point, you're still so beautiful.

Truly the child of the island of Britain, the first encounter I had when I first came to this island. The first true beauty I ever met."

Moran couldn't help but smile.

But it was a tender smile, the kind one gives to something they love.

No matter how much they quarreled and insulted each other.

It couldn't hide the fact that he loved the woman before him.

Even if she were the most unreasonable shrew in the world.

He would still rush to her side without hesitation.

"I never thought there could be such a terrible man, you're worse than any man on the island of Britain! If I had fallen in love with any man other than you, I wouldn't be so troubled!"

Morgan's expression became complicated.

But she knew there was no "what if" in this situation.

She had fallen in love, and that was that.

She couldn't deny that she deeply loved the man before her.

She loved the warmth he radiated when he shone, but she also resented him for choosing to burn himself to release that light.

These were two extremely conflicting emotions.

"You fool, why do you have to be so stubborn? Even after I've gone this far, you still refuse to give up!"

"You know that in my eyes, your happiness is more important than my own. So..."

"Idiot, how could I have fallen in love with such a man? I must have been blind. You call me a fool, but aren't you just as much of a fool?"

Morgan and Moran didn't move closer to each other.

All they did was engage in meaningless married couple's bickering.

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The former stood there, throwing a gaze filled with complex emotions, while the latter sat on the ground, responding with a gentle expression.

Their insults turned into a quarrel.

And then, it turned into laughter.

They hurled insults like "idiot" and "fool" at each other, using words that were nearly synonymous in meaning.

Of course, it cannot be denied.

When they argued, they also laughed openly and happily.

In this way, they vented their emotions at each other.

"I'm sorry, Morgan. Everything I've experienced with you has made me very happy. But I choose the future, so I can't agree to your request."

Moran spoke in a calm tone.

This time, Morgan did not respond with criticism or mockery.

Instead, she showed an equally gentle expression.

"Is that so? I'm speechless. The man I fell in love with is so dazzling, yet so hateful. But who can help it? I just fell in love."

"I'm sorry. If I could, I would also want to..."

"...Don't continue."

Morgan stopped Moran's words.

She knew that Moran wanted to bring her happiness, but she also knew it was something difficult to achieve.

Even if Moran were to pour his blood and tears into it.

She didn't want to see the man suffer more.

Moran had a pure wish to make his lovers happy, so how could Morgan not have the same thought?

"I cannot coexist peacefully with Artoria. Seeing that person makes me angry. I won't stop you from pursuing the future, but I also hope you can respect my thoughts."

"You are..."

Moran tasted a hint of bitterness.

Anyone could tell this was just an excuse.

She was too gentle.

Although Morgan detested Artoria, it was far from the point of wanting her dead.

In fact, Morgan was worried about herself.

Her love was too heavy, too deep.

If she continued to witness the aurora losing its colors up close, she would surely do the same thing as today.

The worry in her heart would turn into fear.

Fear would transform into anger, hatred.

She would curse the things that dimmed the light of the Boundary Dragon, using any means to keep him alive.

Even if the Boundary Dragon didn't want it.

This was the essence of Morgan as a witch—so deeply devoted.

For this reason, she couldn't be too straightforward.

[In this era where ether is extremely scarce]

[The thick fog formed by mimicry quickly dissipated with the wind, and a warm ray of sunlight shone upon the earth]

[The world seemed to awaken from sleep]

[The remnants of ether rapidly vanished, and the faint light added a touch of fantasy to the witch]

"Just as you insist on being willful, let me be a little willful too. Besides, didn't you say that even if we are separated by boundaries, the connection between our hearts would not be severed?"

Morgan spoke as if it were an insignificant matter.

Moran's throat twitched slightly.

[All along, you have tried your best to do what's right, even now wanting to reach out to her]

[But you know you can't]

[Objectively, he already possesses the heart of the witch]

[Now, she is merely making a small wish for the sake of her lover's happiness]

"I'm sorry, Morgan..."

With a warmth and sadness that even surprised himself.

Moran spoke his final words.

"There's no need to say that. This is my own choice. It's also the best choice for us."

There was no trace of anything on Morgan.

Neither resentment towards Moran, nor hatred for Artoria, nor worry for herself.

Her willfulness was no longer strong.

The choice to part was to preserve the beauty between them, not to let hatred and resentment taint this feeling.

"This time, let it be Artoria's turn. I don't need a man as bad-hearted as you."

Morgan turned around, her silver hair fluttering in the wind.

As if accompanied by the colors of the galaxy.

She told the biggest lie of her life.