I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"Don't you know how you feel?" Airquet asked.

"Hmm..." Arturia nodded.

"There is really no way, then let me help you analyze and analyze."

Arquette held Arturia's shoulders, pointed to his eyes, and said, "Keep looking at my eyes, don't move away."

Arturia nodded, staring into Alquite's eyes.

Alquite charmed Artoria and released the shackles in Artoria's heart.

In an instant, Artoria was engulfed in overwhelming emotion.

——Good morning, Artoria, the town patrol is back.

——Starting today, you will be restored to a female form, knight Artoria!

—Al, guess what I have in my hand? food? No, it's fireflies!

——Don't think about giving all the time, but also experience the beauty that you swore to protect, what it looks like.

——What is the use of glory? You are alive and can support you, this is my greatest honor!

—Artoria, I swear, this is the last time we will go hungry! I will exhaust everything I have, and I will never let my people go hungry again! I want them all to live well!

The boy next door who greeted you in the morning, the king who cared about people and showed a bright smile during the trip, the strong king who broke through everything in a desperate situation... So I have so many memories.

Memories she treasured.

However, that king is just a passer-by in life after all, and he will leave eventually.

And when you leave, you will never see him again.

Artoria, who realized this, was opened by the Charming Demon Eye, and Artoria, who was opened by the enchanting demon eye, could no longer control the emotions in her heart, and tears flowed down her face.

This made Alquite flustered, and asked in a panic: "Then... that, did I do something bad? That... I'm sorry, please don't cry."

"I don't want to cry...I don't want to cry...I can't control it...I don't want the king to go..."

Arturia burst into tears, and all the emotions that had been suppressed for more than ten years came out at once.

Chapter 137 Don't hide anything from me [third]

After wiping away her tears, she left Alquette, and Arturia came to Morgan's magic workshop by some strange and unexpected circumstances.

After hesitating for a moment, Artoria walked in.

Morgan was preparing the potion, looked up at Artoria, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I……"

"What? Are you going to speak harshly to me?" Morgan asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No...not..." Arturia waved her hands quickly.

"Hmph. You're not, but I am!" Morgan stretched out his slender fingers, pointed at Arturia's face, and said, "My stupid sister, I——, Morgan Le Fay, tell you, the throne, I want to decide Already!"

"I...I didn't want to argue with you, sister..." Artoria said troubledly.

"Hmph. Who knows." Morgan lowered his head and continued to prepare his own potion.

A faint, seductive fragrance came out from the potion, and she poured the potion into the stored reagent drop by drop.

"What's this?" Arturia asked, pointing at the potions.

"A powerful version of ecstasy, soul, magic, and medicine." Morgan said as a matter of course.

Arturia asked in distress: "Why do you have to prepare these things?"

"Is there a need to ask? Of course it was used against the king." Morgan said.

"Why use this kind of thing on the king?" Arturia asked.

"Of course it is to get the king's blood!" Morgan said as a matter of course: "Although the king promised to return the throne to Pendragon, who knows if the king will go back on his word? If he gets the king's heir, even if the king backs off, In the end, it has to be inherited by the heirs. In this way, the throne will belong to Pendragon 100%."

"There is no need to do such unnecessary things. The king has never been greedy for the throne and royal power." Artoria said.

"Heh heh heh——power is the most likely to corrupt people's hearts. This is the case now, but who knows in the future." Morgan turned her head away so that her face could not be seen, but her tone was very firm.

"Ahhhhhh——, let me go! Let me go! You witch! Isn't he the king of noble knights? He should also be a noble knight. How can he turn against his allies? Let that despicable Guy, come see me!"

The white mouse, whose limbs were bound by mithril steel wires and hung in the air, struggled and shouted.

Morgan reached out and grabbed one of its beards, pulled it out with a little force.

"Aww! It hurts, damn witch! How could you treat me like this? I'm the most beautiful mouse in the world!"

Morgan took out a thin iron whip and beat the white mouse.

"Aww, aww!"

The white mouse screamed incessantly.

Morgan stopped his hand, showed a gentle smile, and said, "I heard that you have extraordinary wisdom. Come—tell me, how can I make the king drink this potion?"

"I'm a big devil, I won't give in!" the white mouse yelled.

"Huh?" Morgan's face turned cold.

"Need...need time to think about it...no...don't be so nervous...a good solution will take time."

"Yeah." Morgan nodded, showing a sunny smile again.

Turning around, Arturia had disappeared.

"Have you already left? Hmph. My stupid sister, can't even let go of cruel words? I'm going to take the throne!"

"what--"

"Why does it feel like there is one bottle less potion?"

Morgan counted and felt that the number was right.

Her math is not good, although Wang taught basic math, but she didn't learn it.

"Is it eighteen bottles or nineteen bottles?"

Morgan gave up thinking about it. This kind of question is meaningless. Even she herself didn't care about the quantity. What she needs to care about is how to make the king drink it.