Chapter 340

Morgan suppressed the grief in his heart and tried his best to use his magic to help the miserable goblin in front of him stop the bleeding.

The goblin's spiritual core has been weakened to the extreme, and she is only one step away from death. Faced with this situation, even Morgan's magic is helpless.

"Thank you, Lord Ash! I don't feel any pain anymore. Please don't waste your magic power on me."

"...I, I'm used to it. Being able to die like this without pain is already a blessing to me."

"But this death is different from before, because this time I can meet the gentle Lord Ash. It is really great."

The weak elf girl looked pale. She forced a soft smile, opened her dry lips, and spoke softly.

She wanted to stop Morgan from wasting magic on herself, but she couldn't even do this after losing her limbs.

Morgan remained silent. She tried her best to smile at the goblin in front of her and said, "...No, it should be my luck that allowed me to meet you."

Hearing Morgan's words, the elf girl couldn't help but smile brightly.

Seeing the girl's smile, Morgan felt even more sad.

Along the way from the north of the British Isles, she has been cursed and made things difficult by countless fairies, and she has been ridiculed and ridiculed by countless fairies.

But the goblin in front of her was the only one who smiled at her and sincerely wanted to help her.

Morgan, who has fairy eyes, can be sure that this fairy girl who is about to pass away has this innocent and kind heart.

Not long ago, Morgan came to a goblin village for supplies. In the village, she suffered from the suspicion and embarrassment of the goblins there.

But in order to get supplies for the next journey, Morgan has been enduring the unpleasant words and hostility of the goblins towards her.

It was also in that village that she met the beautiful fairy with red hair in front of her.

After the red-haired goblin learned about Morgan's difficulties, she poured out her kindness and secretly prepared supplies for her for the next journey.

But her behavior was discovered by the goblins in the village.

Then the goblins used her as an excuse to help outsiders and brutally cut off her limbs and threw her outside the village, where she could only wait for death in despair.

Perhaps sensing Morgan's sadness, the elf girl smiled and comforted her: "...Don't be sad, Lord Ash. This has nothing to do with Lord Ash."

"...This is all my fault. I made everyone hate me."

"Next time, when I am resurrected as the next generation, I will work hard to please everyone. I believe that everyone will understand me and accept me by then."

The elf girl showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and her tone was hesitant.

Morgan remained silent because she knew that the elf girl in front of her would not receive any preferential treatment.

Even if she is resurrected again, no matter how humble she is, and no matter how flattering she smiles, all she will get is the malice of other goblins, and she will be tortured and killed by the goblins in various ways.

Fairies do not distinguish between good and evil, but fairies have both 'benefit' and 'harm'.

The vast majority of goblins have a balance between "benefit" and "harm". Even for a few goblins whose "harm" is greater than "benefit", they still have some "benefit" in their existence.

But the fairy girl in front of me is different. She only does harm but does no good.

Goblins will live according to their own concepts, just like a goblin who weaves will definitely weave, and a goblin who forges will definitely forge.

As for the fairy girl in front of her, her concept 033 is 'blood-sucking'.

She is more like a vampire than a goblin.

Therefore, she will follow her instinct to suck blood, but a fairy girl will never suck fairy blood.

She knew that the act of sucking blood would make goblins disgusted, so she would rather suck the blood of mice and those dirty animals that goblins didn't like, rather than hurt other goblins.

But it was her kindness that made her the object of curses and disgust from others.

‘The lowly goblin in the sewer’ and ‘the ugly goblin in the swamp’ were all malicious descriptions and ridicules given to her by other goblins.

They thought she was a dirty, low-class fairy who sucked the blood of those rats.

If the goblins didn't despise her for being "dirty", they might even have done cruel things like round-robin to her due to their malicious intentions.

So Morgan knew that no matter how humble the elf girl was to please her, or how much she abused herself in expecting kindness from others, her final outcome would be to be brutally tortured and killed like this.

"You...what's your name?"

Morgan asked hesitantly.

"Bawan Xi, Master Qi, my name is Bawan Xi!"

The weak eyes of the fairy girl named Bawan Xi flashed with light and surprise, and her voice was amplified unconsciously, as if she wanted Morgan to remember her.

Maybe this was the first time in her life, no, in several lifetimes, that someone asked her name.

Morgan's simple inquiry was enough for Bawan Xi to dedicate all her happiness.

For Morgan, this is the only light she has ever encountered, and it is her hope.

Chapter 11 The seductive witch

Morgan cried and laughed, looking at the dying fairy and feeling confused and helpless.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound not far away. It was the sound of someone walking on dry leaves.

Morgan looked up and saw Saigo walking towards him with a kettle in his hand.

Saigo sighed as he looked at the fairy girl who had lost her limbs and was lying in Morgan's arms.

Although her race had become a demon, she would sometimes do cruel things like a demon.

But Saigo still had a firm belief in being a human being in his heart.

Therefore, he would get angry when he saw malicious things, and he would be happy when he saw kind people.

In this respect, Saigo was more kind. Except for a very small number of born killers, most humans were actually more kind after being educated.

And this kindness and his demon identity achieved a very perfect balance between good and evil.

However, Saigo could hardly believe that the fairies on this British island would be so disgusting.

If it weren't for helping the Halloween Queen to achieve her wish, if it weren't for looking forward to Morgan's growth, Saigo would have killed most of the fairies on this island long ago.

The reason why it is the vast majority is that there are still a very small number of fairies who have their own kindness.

So, in the final analysis, it is because fairies do not distinguish between good and evil, which is why they become like this. Even if they commit evil deeds, fairies do not think that it is evil, nor do they think that it is wrong.

‘No wonder good and evil are the two original things. Good and evil are necessary conditions for the existence of a civilization. ’

Xixiang was thoughtful.

While he was thinking, he had already walked to Morgan’s side.

Looking at the fairy girl lying in Morgan’s arms with weak breathing, Xixiang, who had heard the conversation between the two before, said gently: “…Drink some water, Bawan.Xi.”

“…There is a river not far away, I just got water from there.”

Bawan.Xi’s gradually dimming eyes suddenly lit up, and she was obviously happy that Xixiang also remembered her name.

She shook her head with all her strength and said weakly: "... No, let Master Jian drink it, don't waste it on me."

"... Master Zaratu, you should drink more water too. You and Master Jian need water more."

Xiang sighed softly.

Even though this weak little fairy was dying, she was still taking care of others' hearts and thinking about others.

No matter where she was, she should be a likable and kind little girl.

However, in this strange loss belt, in this fairy civilization that didn't know good and evil, her kindness would only bring her more cruel abuse.

Sometimes Xixiang also wondered whether he should teach her what "evil" was and let her use "evil" to protect herself.

Xixiang squatted down, gently lifted the back of Bawan Xi's head with his palm, ignored her refusal, handed the cup to her mouth, fed her some water, and moistened her dry lips and throat.

"Thank you, thank you, Master Zaratul, Master Ash〃ˇ!"

"... It's great to meet you. I hope, I hope that when I become the next generation and revive, I can meet you again."

Finally, Bawan.xi showed a happy and relieved smile, the light in her eyes gradually disappeared, and her body turned into nutrients, nourishing this piece of land called Britain.

Morgan bowed her head and clenched her fists, feeling the weight disappearing in her arms, and her smile was ugly.

Xixiang put away the water cup, and one of his hands was placed on Morgan's thin shoulders and squeezed hard, "...Are you okay, Morgan?"

When no one was around, Xixiang liked to call her by her real name, and only in front of outsiders would Xixiang call her by her pseudonym "Ash".

"I'm fine, Master."

Morgan raised her beautiful and beautiful face, which was not like all the charming faces in the world. She wiped the corners of her eyes and shook her head at Xixiang.

Taking a deep breath, Morgan stood up, restrained all her expressions, and tried to calm herself down.

But only the raging flames in her icy eyes made people know that Morgan's heart was not actually calm.

Even though she was a witch, Morgan was not a heartless person with a heart as cold as hell.

After hesitating for a long time, Morgan looked at Xixiang and asked with courage: "... Master, you, you have a Command Spell, right?"

Xixiang guessed Morgan's plan, but he still asked back: "... Of course, what are you going to do, Morgan?"

"I am too weak now, I hope you can use the Command Spell to provide me with enough magic power!"

Morgan said firmly, like a queen with anger venting, making it impossible to refuse.

Xixiang looked at her deeply and nodded: "... If this is your request, then there is no problem."

The Command Spell is the contract between the Master and the Servant. When the Command Spell is used up, it means the end of the contract.

In the memory that Xixiang took from Beryl Gath, the Master of Chaldea can replenish it even if he uses the Command Spell.

But in this Lostbelt, the Command Seals cannot be replenished.

If the Command Seals are used up, and the contract between Xixiang and Morgan disappears, it also means that Morgan will lose future intelligence support.

But even so, Morgan is still willing to use a Command Seal, which shows how intense her emotions are now.

Morgan is a person who is resolute and never hesitates when making a decision.

After getting Xixiang's consent, she packed up a little and left the jungle with Xixiang

…

The village was burning, the fairies were screaming, and the deep blue and dark flames burned everything to ashes.

On a hilltop outside the village, Morgan watched all this with cold eyes, turning a blind eye to the goblin's screams, with a little pleasure showing in his beautiful ice-crystal eyes.

When they made things difficult for me, when they maliciously slandered me, when they bullied Bhawan Sy, when they chopped off Bhawan Sy's limbs, why couldn't they understand the pain of myself and Bhawan Sy?

But when his life was in danger and he was in pain, he learned to beg for mercy. That disgusting gesture was really disgusting!

The Witch of Britain's heart was as cold as ice, but a trace of kindness and kindness in her heart still made her turn around and not watch the deaths of all the goblins in this village.

If the timing was wrong, Saigo would really want to applaud Morgan.

He liked people like Morgan who were decisive and never merciful.

If you know how bad these goblins are, you still have to be a bitch to protect them.

Xixiang didn't mind throwing them among the goblins, so that the virgins could feel the disgust of the goblins betraying their benefactor and brutally killing their benefactor.

Goblins don’t know how to be grateful!

As the sun rises above the branches, the fire in the village gradually extinguishes, leaving only ashes.

All the fairies turned into the soil of Britain and became part of the soil for the expansion of the British island.

No one would have thought that this island was actually built by goblins who piled corpses over thousands of years.

Judging from the size of this island, we know how frequently goblins kill each other and fight among themselves. You must know that the lifespan of goblins far exceeds that of humans.

Among the dead goblins, only a few died of old age, and most of them died of killing.

"¨" Let's go, Master! Thank you for meeting this capricious request of mine. "

Morgan took one last look at the burned to ashes and turned around to leave without hesitation.

"What are you going to do next? Are you ready to continue the tour? Morgan."

Saigo asked as he walked beside Morgan.

"Of course, I am now more determined to protect the British Island, because there are still people on this island who are worthy of my protection. Even now, they are only one big person named Bawan Xi."

Morgan's slender legs swung, and she walked in front holding a gun and staff. Then she suddenly stopped, turned her head and showed a faint and beautiful smile to Xixiang:

"...No, I forgot someone else. I also want to protect you, Master!"