What Do You Mean, Morgan Has Already Defected?

Morgan, like Artoria Caster, existed as a vessel for the Holy Sword—as a Fairy of Paradise.

Her duty and instinct were to forge the Holy Sword and bring an end to all this Nihility.

It was only because of Morgan from Pan-Human History, combined with the fairies' various absurd antics, that Morgan, Queen of the Fairy Kingdom, had ultimately come to be.

At its core, Morgan was merely Britain's false king, built atop a pile of fairy corpses.

Did she really care that much about the fairies?

If she truly did, she would not have planned to start the Winter War and rule all of Britain.

If not for maintaining the existence of this so-called Britain, Morgan might never have persisted to this point.

Rather than a glorious title, the existence of the Queen of Britain was nothing more than her obsession—and her shackles.

If Mo Wang could truly wipe out every fairy, it might instead be a kind of release for Morgan...

Still, Morgan had to offer a few rebuttals to Mo Wang saying such things.

"I..."

Before Morgan could speak, Mo Wang continued. "Well, saying I'd kill every fairy isn't quite right, either."

"To be honest, after meeting Barghest and Melusine, I've got a pretty good impression of those two. There are some pretty interesting fairies among you, aren't there?"

"I don't particularly want to slaughter every last one of them."

Morgan was greatly surprised by Mo Wang's words, and her brows unconsciously furrowed tightly.

Mo Wang's smile grew more meaningful. Looking directly into Morgan's deep golden eyes, he said, "How about we make a deal?"

Morgan tilted her head slightly and asked with a trace of barely perceptible confusion, "What deal?"

Instead of answering directly, Mo Wang posed a question. "Your Majesty, what exactly do you think