The next choice would affect Tiamat's final ending...?
When Alvin saw the system notification, his heart couldn't help but tense.
Clearly, things had reached a critical stage.
If he chose the wrong option now, the Tiamat route might end badly.
So... what counted exactly as the correct option?
At the moment, he could only think of two possibilities.
One was to take advantage of the moment and kill her.
The other was also to take advantage of the moment and kill her in another way.
In the flash of thoughts racing through his mind, Alvin had already reached a conclusion.
The first option sounded very feasible at first glance.
But in reality, even with ninety percent of her power sealed, it was impossible for him to kill Tiamat with just a Servant body.
And he was quite reluctant.
The second option... might unlock a special CG.
Which one should he choose... such a difficult guess.
Alvin raised his head and gazed into Tiamat's eyes.
How high Tiamat's appearance ranked in the Type Moon world was irrelevant for now.
But from what he could see, this woman who looked a little cute and absent minded on the outside, yet incomparably gentle on the inside, undoubtedly possessed a full bosom that could embrace all hearts.
[You knew she was the primordial mother goddess of creation.
You even knew just how terrifying her existence and power truly were.
You also knew that in the beginning she saw you as her "child".
And yet you still couldn't help but develop different feelings.
Especially when you saw this woman filled with maternal radiance showing an embarrassed and shy expression... it stirred the heart even more.]
At first, Tiamat simply looked at Alvin with gentle eyes, as if trying to maintain her identity as the superior one.
However, in the end she was the first to admit defeat.
Under Alvin's gaze, her fair and gentle face slowly flushed with shyness as she quietly turned her eyes away and said in a small voice,
"Don't ...don't keep staring at me like that..."
So cute...!!
It's just that seeing her bashful look, Alvin shuddered slightly and an indescribable excitement suddenly rose within him.
He persisted, asking. "Do you have special romantic feelings for me?"
"Don't say things like that... it's embarrassing..."
Tiamat lowered her head.
Seeing the usually absent minded and adorable woman's round, crystal like cheeks flush with a captivating blush, Alvin pressed his advantage.
"If you really disappear in the end, I'll be very sad too."
"But if I remain in the present world, I'll cause trouble for everyone."
Clearly, under Alvin's persuasion, Tiamat's idea of "seeking death" had already begun to change, though she still had lingering concerns.
"Once you return to the Imaginary Number Space, I'll find a way to summon your Spirit Origin... until then, you just need to wait for me."
Alvin said, as Tiamat instinctively lowered her head to look at him.
From beginning to end, the boy's gaze was filled with sincerity.
It was obvious that he genuinely wanted to help her escape this sunless "prison".
But...
"Won't the others mind?"
Tiamat suddenly asked.
Alvin froze.
The words he had already prepared in his mind stalled for a moment.
Put more plainly, it sounded like she was asking: you have so many wives already, won't they have objections?
However, looking at Tiamat's worried expression, Alvin felt a little moved.
While the other women were still scheming and competing with one another, Mama Tiamat was only worried about whether she might cause trouble for her child.
Thinking about it, a natural smile quickly appeared on his face.
"Don't worry. Everyone likes you... no one will reject you."
"When we went to Britain before, didn't you already experience the local customs?
Even if you really go to the Clock Tower in the future, everyone there will treat you with great respect."
The Clock Tower indeed housed magi with all kinds of personalities.
They fought openly and secretly for their own interests, and some might even covet the existence of a "Divine Age organism" and wish to research it.
But that also depended on who the subject of that research was.
Leaving everything else aside, if even the Kaleidoscope Magician heard that Tiamat had arrived, he would probably keep an eye on things from the shadows.
Thinking of this, Alvin quickly gathered his thoughts and gazed into the woman's bright crimson eyes.
"What do you think?"
However, after speaking, he quickly shook his head.
"No... I should say it like this."
"Come with me, Mother."
Tiamat froze for a moment, then her gaze quickly softened.
"If this is truly what you wish for... then I will respond to your expectations, Alvin."
As she spoke, she slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if waiting for something.
Alvin immediately understood.
Looking at the gorgeous beauty in front of him with closed eyes, waiting in anticipation, he didn't waste any moment, and leaned forward, kissing her soft, luscious lips gently, while his other hand slowly moved upward along her waist.
The Sea of Chaos soon swallowed the two of them.
Alvin lowered his head and buried it in the woman's warm, massive embrace.
Thump...
Thump...
The unique magical energy within Tiamat continuously flowed into the White Dragon Furnace Core within his body.
[Congratulations. Hidden Ending Unlocked: Corrupted True Love."
"Congratulations. Limited CG Obtained: Forbidden Kiss Within the Sea of Chaos.]
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"The Beast Saint Graph reaction... disappeared?"
Inside Kama's temple, Mash's cross shaped shield clanged loudly as it fell to the ground.
Beneath the dome, the terrifying entity that embodied the "Principle of Regression" was dissolving into Spiritron particles, flowing into the depths of the Imaginary Number Rift.
Merlin looked up at the scene in shock and murmured softly,
"How on earth did that guy manage this...?"
Even with Tiamat sealing herself, the magical energy of her true body should have been vast like an ocean.
Yet at this moment, that magical power was rapidly draining away.
It looked almost as if it were being absorbed.
Even knowing that the White Dragon possessed the ability to "devour" magical energy, being able to absorb even one or two percent of Tiamat's power should have already been unimaginable.
"That's the question I should be asking you. How exactly did he do it...?"
Even Romani, appearing through the projection, looked completely stunned.
"Looks like things went smoothly."
At that moment, a crisp and cold female voice suddenly echoed throughout the temple.
The next moment, a beautiful and cold woman wearing a magnificent long dress slowly stepped out from the inner world of Avalon.
"Morgan le Fay..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at the woman ahead, before she noticed another figure stepping out of Avalon as well.
Seeing Sajyou Manaka appear, she could not help murmuring to herself,
"There's actually a third Beast...?"
"Morgan, Sajyou Manaka, Merlin, the White Dragon, and even the Queen of the Land of Shadows... is this really a Holy Grail War?!"
At that moment, this thought surfaced in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.
"She can't really be considered a Beast... at most she's just an ordinary human possessing a Beast's body."
At that moment, Morgan's cold and arrogant voice quietly rang out.
Whether it was her expression or demeanor, she seemed filled with disdain toward the so called Princess of the Root.
Sajyou Manaka slightly raised an eyebrow and said with a gentle smile, "It seems Princess Morgan has quite a strong opinion about me... is it because you lost to me in the previous Holy Grail War?"
Morgan glanced sideways at her.
"When did I ever lose to you?"
"You also wanted to summon Saber back then, didn't you?"
A trace of contempt appeared in Sajyou Manaka's smile as she said.
"But in the end, I was the one who summoned him. That means he and I share a greater connection, doesn't it?"
Morgan narrowed her eyes, and a startling killing intent flashed within them.
Seeing the situation turning bad, Merlin quickly laughed and tried to smooth things over.
"Ladies... the matter of Goddess Tiamat hasn't even been resolved yet. It's probably better not to argue."
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Meanwhile, the two from Chaldea were already stunned.
So the Masters in this Holy Grail War were actually all acquaintances?
Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at the two who were radiating the smell of gunpowder, then quickly said with a smile, "You two should calm down. You both seem very familiar with him. I'm sure he wouldn't want to see you arguing..."
Her intention was simply to ease the tension.
Unfortunately, she had just stepped on a landmine.
When Merlin heard Fujimaru Ritsuka's words, his eyelids began twitching wildly.
Still smiling, he quietly stepped back half a step and casually pulled his Master behind him.
At the same time, Illyasviel curiously looked toward Morgan and Sajyou Manaka.
In fact, she roughly understood their relationship with Alvin.
Not just these two...a lot of women had a complicated relationship with him.
But until now it had always been like a thin layer of paper over a window.
No one had ever pierced it.
Yet Fujimaru Ritsuka's words had essentially torn that paper wide open.
At the same time, not far away, Tohsaka Rin approached while carrying her still unconscious "sister".
Just as she arrived, she heard Fujimaru Ritsuka's words and couldn't help glancing curiously toward Morgan and Sajyou Manaka.
Speaking of which, in the Arthurian legends, Morgan's relationship with King Arthur's husband had always been extremely close.
But the exact nature of that relationship had never been clearly recorded.
As for Sajyou Manaka, it went without saying.
She had merely accidentally transmigrated to ancient Britain... could it be that she had some kind of story with Alvin back then?
For a moment, everyone present unconsciously focused their attention on the two women.
Reines also watched the scene with great interest.
"My relationship with him..."
The corners of Morgan's lips curved into a pleased smile.
"Do I really need to explain, Miss Sajyou?"
Her gaze looked mockingly at the blonde girl in front of her.
"Indeed, there's no need to explain. After all, they're just the same old boring stories."
The latter looked at the confused Fujimaru Ritsuka with a gentle smile.
"If I must describe my relationship with the White Dragon... let me think..."
Then, she tilted her head slightly.
"It's probably something like Master and Servant... and lovers."
"But don't misunderstand. I'm not the type who seduces people with something as crude as my body."
"During the last Holy Grail War, he was the one who confessed his love to me first."
Hearing the girl's calm tone, a trace of icy chill flashed through Morgan's beautiful eyes.
Hearing these words and looking at the bone-chilling scene, even Fujimaru Ritsuka realized something was wrong.
She opened her mouth, intending to say something.
"I see..."
At that moment, Morgan, whose face had just been as cold as winter frost, suddenly revealed a smile like ice breaking.
"So you believe that whoever summons him shares the greatest fate with him, correct?"
Sajyou Manaka slightly raised her eyebrow but said nothing.
Morgan then slightly curled her crimson lips, her tone carrying faint ridicule. "But if I remember correctly..."
"In this Holy Grail War, his Master doesn't seem to be you, Miss Sajyou Manaka."
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