Chapter 94: Morgan: I Want It All!
Noah was someone who tended to overthink certain matters.
So he worried that if he stayed too long at Morgan's place, Artoria would be waiting for him. On his way to Morgan's, he had someone deliver a message to Artoria.
He said he had some business today and might return very late, or perhaps not at all, so she shouldn't wait up for him and should go to bed first, lest she be late for work again tomorrow.
The last sentence was something Noah had carefully considered before adding.
Because he knew very well that if he only said the first part, Artoria wouldn't listen—he had to include that final line for her to obediently comply.
Having left such a message, Noah then felt at ease coming to Morgan's place, even bringing wine with him.
He was firmly resolved to lay everything out clearly today.
Back in his previous life when he watched anime, those indecisive, wishy-washy protagonists were the ones he hated most. He felt that many things were best not dragged out, and it was better to clarify matters early.
That was what he thought.
But he hadn't expected that after receiving Noah's message, although Artoria indeed nodded obediently as he had planned, she didn't actually go to bed that early.
So Artoria first took her sword outside and practiced under the moonlight for a while.
Then.
"Sleep can wait a little longer. Before that, I should go find my elder sister to continue discussing the matter of taking the initiative on the King."
Artoria checked the time.
She knew her elder sister definitely wouldn't be asleep at this hour, and she herself wasn't very tired either.
So she decided to go find Morgan and talk about the proactive attack Morgan had mentioned earlier.
After all, she hadn't seen last night's demonstration, so she still didn't quite understand the details involved.
With this in mind.
Artoria went to Morgan's room to find her.
...
Meanwhile, in Morgan's room, Noah and Morgan were each holding a wine glass, silently sipping under the moonlight.
Noah had originally thought it wouldn't be good to bring things up directly, so he planned to use the wine to gradually dissolve the somewhat awkward atmosphere from before, and then say what he wanted to say.
But the result was that now the two of them were drinking in silence, sitting together yet seeming like two separate individuals drinking alone.
—It was even more awkward than before.
Noah was just about to find a topic to break this awkward atmosphere.
But it was Morgan who spoke first.
Just like Noah, Morgan didn't know what to say either, but looking at Noah's silence, she vaguely guessed it must be because of last night's incident.
Because aside from that, Noah probably wouldn't remain silent to this extent.
So.
With this thought, in her uncertainty of what to say, the first sentence she managed to force out was...
"I plan to keep this child."
Huh!?
Seeing Morgan cover her abdomen and say this, Noah was momentarily stunned.
Common sense told him that with just one time, it probably couldn't happen that fast... but then he remembered that the person before him was Morgan.
Morgan was indeed different.
In the original course of events, she had only taken something from Artoria, and Artoria had been deceived by her just that once. After that, Morgan created Mordred.
Thinking about it this way, it didn't seem like much of an issue.
"Mhm."
Noah nodded.
However, he didn't end the conversation there. Instead, he looked up and noticed that Morgan was also watching him at that moment. Then, they both spoke at the same time, uttering the same words.
"Let's name the child Mordred."
Ah, this...
Noah simply felt the timing of speaking up was a bit awkward.
After all, he hadn't expected to speak in unison with Morgan.
But for Morgan, this matter took on a different significance.
After all, Mordred was a name she had only recently thought of. She never imagined that Noah would also think of Mordred when considering the child's name!
He... his thoughts align so closely with mine?
Morgan's feelings toward Noah had always been somewhat complicated.
After all, Noah was someone she met when she was utterly alone—betrayed by everyone, exiled by her own father—and he had consistently supported her.
Especially after Noah became king, he continued to support and trust her.
Thus, when Morgan returned to Camelot, she already held some affection for Noah.
However, at that time, her feelings weren't as tangled. It wasn't until she learned about Noah's relationship with Artoria and saw the two of them being affectionate together that the slight fondness she had originally felt gradually grew more complicated as she concealed it.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so concerned about the matters between Artoria and Noah.
But such complicated feelings, under normal circumstances, would likely never blossom, let alone bear fruit.
Yet now, Morgan had clearly... blossomed, and even borne fruit.
She had blossomed earlier than Artoria and borne fruit sooner as well.
This made her already complicated feelings toward Noah become clearer once again, and now everything she saw seemed tinged with a romanticised perspective.
So.
After learning that Noah already knew about what happened last night, Morgan hesitated, but as she watched the atmosphere grow silent again, she shared the same thought as Noah.
—That they couldn't remain silent like this any longer.
But asking Morgan to speak up directly was a bit too much to ask.
So, Morgan picked up her wine glass—one cup, then a second, a third... until she felt somewhat lightheaded, and only then did she intend to speak.
However, before she could speak, it was Noah who spoke first.
"Morgan... after what happened last night, I think I've figured it out—though I didn't think much about it at first, since things have already happened, and it was with you..."
Noah originally intended to lay everything out and make an adult decision.
After all, only children fail to consider things thoroughly, favoring one and hurting another, all while harboring that unique, naive subconscious desire to remove themselves from the circle of harm.
So rather than that, it's better to simply share the hurt equally and then completely cut off the problem here.
This is the big-picture thinking of an adult.
But just as he reached this point in his words, his mouth was sealed with another pair of soft lips.
In the room, there were only him and Morgan, so naturally, the one who did this could only be Morgan.
At this moment, Morgan pulled away from him after a brief peck, and then Noah watched as Morgan, her face flushed and her gaze unfocused—clearly drunk—wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Hehehe... What do you mean you've figured it out? You clearly haven't figured anything out~"
As she said this, Morgan leaned close to Noah's ear, exhaling the warm breath brought on by her drunkenness, and spoke with a smile.
"You didn't recognize me last night, but now you won't mistake me again, right~"
"If you really want to express something, who can understand just through words? So... use actions to show your attitude~"
"But you also need to be mentally prepared..."
"I'm a greedy person. This time, returning to Camelot, I, who have always been alone, have found family I can truly talk to for the first time, encountered knights who genuinely support and trust me for the first time, and for the first time, I have something that feels like a lover—I don't want to give up either familial love or romantic love."
"So—if you want to accept me, don't even think about abandoning Artoria~"
"I want it all!"
Riding on the courage from the alcohol, Morgan said what Noah had originally intended to say, beating him to it.
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