Tiamat, I'm Going to Find a Girlfriend! (Ending)

When exactly did she sense the existence of that sword? Morgan could no longer say for sure. She only remembered that upon waking one day, she felt its presence. It was as if... something that had been buried underground had been brought back to light by an earthquake. But no matter what, this was a heaven-sent opportunity.

He happened to need a sword, and she happened to be able to obtain such a sword. There was nothing unsuitable about it. Morgan didn't bother to consider if there were any potential problems.

"Go to the lake?" "Mhm—" Morgan nodded. "Okay, I understand." And so, under the astonished gazes of the knights, Morgan led Ian out by the hand.

Arriving outside the castle of Camelot, Morgan didn't hesitate for a second. She wrapped her arms around Ian's neck and kissed him. "You're a dragon, aren't you? Then—show me your original form." The princess's request was quickly granted. A fierce wind flashed past.

A massive black dragon, with Morgan on its back, soared into the sky, streaking across the heavens. WHOOSH— The great dragon flew at a speed beyond human imagination. The princess's hair danced wildly, looking like waves in the wind. However, she didn't mind her slightly disheveled appearance. Her fingers gently caressed the dragon's back, feeling the texture of every scale. Morgan lay flat against the dragon's back, listening to the sound of its pulse. A real dragon is beneath me. "How can I possess you forever—" such a thought rippled through the princess's heart.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Morgan gently waved her hand, and the great dragon stopped before a forest. "This is the place," the princess said, looking at the forest before her. Noticing that Ian was about to tear the forest apart to enter, she quickly added, "Don't tear down the trees here. Change back to your original form and walk in with me."

However— When she saw Ian change back, completely naked, Morgan couldn't help but cough a few times. Soon, she took his hand. "Let's just go like this. Anyway... I'm the only one who can see." "Okay." The two of them walked into the depths of the forest. Ian soon noticed his body temperature rising.

"Your Highness, this place... seems different from Camelot." "I told you to just call me Big Sister Morgan in private." After correcting Ian's form of address with great dissatisfaction, she continued to explain. "Of course it's different here." The princess took out her staff. It was a treasure she hadn't used in a long time, now brought out once again for Ian. "The magical energy here is very abundant. Camelot can't compare."

"But will there really be a weapon in a place like this?" Ian asked, puzzled. "No matter how you look at it, it's just a forest." "There will be. Do you not trust me yet?" "..." Ian said no more, merely nodding. As they ventured deeper into the forest, the magical energy emanating from the earth grew thicker. A crystal-clear lake appeared before their eyes. Morgan glanced down at Ian's lower body, then smiled. "Your body seems to be especially sensitive to magical energy." "Is that so? I... don't notice such things." "It's fine. As long as I notice, that's enough." Morgan temporarily let go of Ian's hand and walked towards the lakeside. She had never been here before, but she felt a strange sense of familiarity with the place. The princess closed her eyes and softly chanted something. "I have returned." Such a simple sentence, yet it was like a spell, bringing the entire forest to life. Soon, several blurry figures appeared before Ian and Morgan. They were the fairies who resided in this forest.

"Vivian, it has been a long time." "You've come here to—" "I wish to take that sword," Morgan said, recalling what she had seen in her dreams. "There should be no problem, right?" "..." The fairies looked at each other, then all nodded. "No problem. It originally belonged to you anyway. Now, it is merely returning to your hands." As soon as they finished speaking, ripples spread across the lake's surface. The clear water parted, and a golden light shot towards the sky. Then, an exquisitely crafted sword, faintly glowing, emerged. Morgan reached out her hand and grasped it. "Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)." She recognized the sword's name in an instant. Ian walked over. Without a hint of hesitation, Morgan handed it to him. "Take it."

"..." Feeling the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) in his hand, Ian could indeed feel that it was different from other weapons. First, it could withstand his strength. It wouldn't crack the moment he held it like other weapons. Furthermore, as a dragon, the moment his palm made intimate contact with this sword, he almost immediately sensed a certain presence. "This is... the sword that was originally meant for Artoria?"

Morgan was a little surprised. Like Ian, she looked at the fairies. Soon, the fairies' nods confirmed Ian's statement. "That's right. This was indeed meant for that King. But—since Vivian has come, it shall be given to her first." "..." Morgan clutched her chest. Artoria! It's always Artoria! Still Artoria! Why is it her everywhere I go?! The princess of Britain felt like she was going mad.

Taking the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) back into her own hands, Morgan gathered an unimaginable amount of magical energy. It was a power that resonated with the forest beneath her feet—no, with the entire British Isles. "This is not your property, Artoria! It's mine! You won't take it from me!" WHOOSH— Magical energy burned like fire upon the blade. Soon, the appearance of the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) began to change. It was no longer shining, but was instead enveloped by darkness. When it stabilized, the blade had been completely transformed—

The Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur Morgan) appeared in Morgan's hand. Looking at it, Morgan panted heavily. The cost in magical energy was great, but the result was perfect. "That's right," she declared. "This is my holy sword. Not Artoria's!" The princess's cry echoed throughout the forest. It was an incredibly sorrowful sound. Until— She was embraced by Ian.

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