My Wives Of Simulation

Chapter 32: The King Of Glory Is So Evil!

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This man... is serious!

Looking into Elric's eyes, Mellie confirmed that the man before her was being truthful. He truly wanted to change the world!

"Interesting, very interesting."

"So, you've told me all this. You weren't just chatting casually, were you?"

Mellie's eyes lit up again as she regarded Elric. She seemed to have found something—or rather, someone—new and entertaining.

"I told you all this, of course, to ask for your help."

Raising his eyebrows,Elric observed Mellie's demeanor. Her personality reminded him of the god of death, Ryuk, from Death Note. Her very existence seemed to revolve around the pursuit of fun and witnessing the extraordinary.

As long as she found it interesting, she would be an ally.

"Ms. Ambrosius, I will carry Britain's future forward and create a world you have never seen—one you wouldn't even dare imagine."

"Oh?"

Listening intently to each of Elric's words, Mellie realized that such fascinating individuals truly existed in this world.

For the first time in a long while, a smile graced her lips. She nodded.

"Alright, I'll help you."

"Let me be clear, though. I'm a very complicated person. If the world you show me turns out to be dull, I won't hesitate to leave."

She extended her hand, her body and soul ignited by a fire called "interest." Mellie wanted to see more of this world and to change the future she had foreseen. For the first time, she was attempting to defy her clairvoyance and discover something more intriguing.

"Reinhard Pendragon!"

Reciting Elric's name word by word, as though engraving it into her heart, Mellie didn't realize that this moment would mark the beginning of a change in the "fun-seeker" identity she had always taken pride in.

[Although it was your first meeting with the Nightmare, whether as the King of Glory or to Mellie, who stubbornly sought entertainment, some people needed only one encounter to leave an indelible impression.]

[She had long grown weary of King Uther, the dull and uninspiring monarch. To Mellie, a king's capacity and abilities mattered far less than their ability to spark her curiosity.]

[And you—an otherworldly figure with plans to secure Britain's eternity—were the most intoxicating poison she had ever encountered. Impossible to forget.]

[After listening to your plan, she was stunned. You wanted to draw all of Britain into the Inner Sea of the Stars and break the barriers between the inner and outer worlds.]

["This... this is truly astonishing. I wouldn't even dare to imagine it."]

[When she learned that you had cultivated the Kabbalah Tree of Life—a creation distinct from the Fantasy Tree, capable of transforming Britain into a parallel world—Mellie was both terrified and captivated.]

[As you gazed at her, you saw an unyielding determination and obsession radiating from the Nightmare. It seemed that, in pursuit of a world she had never dared to dream of, Mellie was finally ready to embrace madness.]

[The next day, you went to King Uther's palace. As expected, King Uther proved to be a capable king, but his ambition and ability were mismatched.]

[He desired to unify Britain, but his limited capabilities made him a man shackled by fate. You found little interest in him. After a brief discussion about potential cooperation, you prepared to leave.]

[As you turned to depart, King Uther stopped you. It seemed he wanted to ask about Morgan, but he hesitated, unsure how to begin. After all, it was he who had abandoned her.]

["Don't worry. Morgan is living well in Glory."]

[With this parting message, you left King Uther's palace.]

[Your cooperation with King Uther was peculiar. Mellie, skeptical of his motives, remarked that no king would willingly prepare another's triumph without reason.]

[When Mellie questioned you, you explained your reasoning directly.]

["Miss Ambrosius, the growth of the Kabbalah Tree of Life is not something that happens overnight. It takes time."]

["Moreover, King Uther has no heirs. Camelot will eventually be mine. Why waste effort conquering a city that will inevitably fall into my hands?"]

["For now, my priority is dealing with more unstable enemies."]

["And besides... there's no need to halt the Red Dragon's plan. Let it proceed. I'm curious to see the king who takes the initiative to unify Britain."]

[Because Mellie's dream of this world is connected to the Nightmare, you suspect that the future King Arthur may not be Artoria but Arthur instead.]

[However, this detail does not concern you. As a god, changing Arthur's gender would be a trivial matter. Compared to Arthur Pendragon, you find yourself more excited by the idea of Artoria's Pendragon's emergence.]

[Knowing that Britain will require Artoria's strength in the future, you decided that ruling the entirety of Britain with Morgan would be too exhausting.]

[Why not take this opportunity to cultivate a few capable subordinates? Something interesting might arise from it.]

["Training more Red Dragons? Rhine, you're truly wicked."]

[Mellie seemed both amused and appalled by your plan to take Camelot without spilling blood. She teased that your scheme of raising Red Dragons was even more devious, though she found herself thoroughly entertained.]

[As you discussed Britain's future in detail with Mellie, you revealed to the Nightmare that Vivian was also your woman.]

["Ah? So Vivian is with you? Well, it makes sense. After all, she is a Flower Fairy."]

[If one were to ask whether Mellie truly had friends, the answer would be yes. As someone who had shared years together with her, the Nightmare and Vivian—the Flower Fairy—were among the few fantastical beings in the world.]

[Hearing that her sister had found a safe haven, Mellie, typically indifferent to all things, briefly displayed a genuine smile. Though fleeting, it was undeniably heartfelt.]

[After bidding farewell to Camelot, you embarked on a new journey and finally returned to Glory.]

[The witch and the Flower Fairy greeted your return with heartfelt joy, making no attempt to hide how much they had missed you.]