Chapter 58: The Glimmer of Humanity
In a side hall of the Shrine of Light, Shiroryu watched the scene unfolding before him with a very interested gaze:
Morgan, who had suffered a double failure in both experimentation and parenting, was full of resentment, like a crazed venomous snake, spitting venom indiscriminately in all directions. In her venomous words, even the innocent little white beast that was passing by was implicated, its face showing an expression of "aggrieved," but also "daring to be angry but not daring to speak."
But oddly enough, Mash, who was being relentlessly berated by Morgan, was able to remain unscathed in this "venom storm," showing a calm and composed appearance.
Was it because she was big-hearted? Or because she was tolerant? No, it was neither.
The real situation was that this child, who had grown up in a sterile room since she was a child and had almost never come into contact with outsiders, didn't even know what [malice] was. Just like a child who had never been hit before would not have a stress reaction to an oncoming slap, she, who had never been scolded before, would not feel that Morgan was attacking her—she just felt that this big sister's mental state seemed a bit abnormal, that a person could say a long string of meaningless words.
Perhaps she was actually sick and needed a doctor?
Thinking of this, Mash suddenly thought of what the doctor named [Romani Archaman] often did to her, and subconsciously imitated his actions in this temple.
"This is Magical Girl Melly, you know. If you have any troubles, you can tell Melly all about them, you know!"
A soft and糯米 voice, a sweet smile, and the cute action of deliberately placing her fists on her head to pretend to be cat ears.
—But when these things appeared in this temple at the same time, let alone Morgan who was face to face with Mash and Shiroryu who had been watching the fun, even the little white beast that had been feeling wronged was a little dumbfounded.
"Fou?"
"Get lost, all of you get lost~! Don't let me see you again today!"
Ten minutes later, he and Mash were driven out by a certain furious red dragon princess and came to the garden behind the temple.
"Did I make her angry?" Mash frowned and asked with some distress. In her hands, she was holding a cup filled with a steaming potion. This potion was very bitter. Even Mash, who had grown up taking medicine since she was a child, found it very bitter, almost difficult to swallow.
But she had to drink this potion. As the second great magus born on this island, Morgan's level in potion brewing was absolutely guaranteed—don't forget, in a certain parallel world, she could even brew a potion as heaven-defying as a "gender-bending potion." Curing the congenital defects in the girl's body and, by the way, improving her basic physical fitness, that was even more of a piece of cake.
As for why this potion was so bitter? That further demonstrated her attainments in potion brewing... heaven knows how much effort she had spent to achieve the goal of making this potion very unpalatable without affecting its medicinal properties!
"There's of course a retaliatory mentality. But I don't think she's angry yet. If I had to say, she should be a little happy."
Not many people understood Morgan, but coincidentally, he was one of the few who truly understood her. For this strange and twisted woman, her real angry expression was to be calm on the surface, but to be designing all kinds of vicious conspiracies in her heart—her "revenge" on Mash was far from reaching the level of a conspiracy. On the contrary, it could even be said to be a "little glimmer of her humanity."
Although this glimmer was expressed in the form of a "prank"—but for a "monster" like her, who already had one foot in the realm of "inhuman," this bit of human glimmer was an extremely rare thing.
...
On the main road of the chalk-white city, three knights were walking quickly on the road to the temple. The one walking in the very front was Bedivere—as the earliest knight to follow the king and create great deeds, he was also the only person in this country who was "not disliked by Morgan."
Or, "ignored" could also be used to describe the relationship between him and her.
"Should I say, as expected of Sir Bedivere?"
"Only in terms of being calm and composed, he does it better than anyone else."
Gareth, who was following behind him, praised his wisdom in "dealing with people." This was actually a consensus within the Round Table—just like the most loyal knight was Gawain, the most elegant knight was Tristan, the most punchable knight was Mordred, and so on... indeed, even on this similar but different Isle of Britain, Bedivere had also performed his duty as an [Adjutant] very well, maintaining a good relationship with every knight and every official.
"...Besides, Agravain, it's not that I'm lecturing you, but you should learn more from Sir Bedivere. When you see Mother later, you should not speak first. Let me make her happy first, and then you can ask those questions that will make her throw the table in anger."
Gareth turned her head and, with a thoughtful tone, persuaded the cold-faced knight following behind her. To be honest, she had no idea what questions he would ask Morgan. But the consequences of this matter, she, no, it should be said that those Round Table Knights who had descended into reality in the form of Heroic Spirits could already foresee.
Agravain—this was a knight who would not easily express his opinion. In other words, once it was time for him to express his opinion, it was time for him to start "picking faults" with people.
Among the Round Table Knights, he was the knight who pursued [Truth]. He never concealed it for anyone. Even in the face of a noble king, he would use the most direct words to "admonish" her. This personality of his was so disliked that even the Round Table Knights, who were famous for their high quality, did not like him. Not to mention that their mother was a well-known petty person—after hearing his questioning, even if she directly burned down this city, no one would find it strange!
This was also the reason why Gareth had to follow along. As Morgan's only daughter (Mordred didn't count), she felt that she should still have a certain position in her mother's heart—even if the Morgan of this world was not the "Fairy Consort" she was familiar with, how could the bond between a mother and a daughter disappear because of this little thing?
"At worst... at worst, I'll just act spoiled to my mother."
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