Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 323: The Heavily Sinful One

[Artemis had no sense of distance at all]

[She seemed unaware of how great her charm was, her soft body pouncing right at you]

[You reached out to wrap your arms around her waist, holding her in your embrace]

[Of course, even if you really wanted to get hands-on]

[Artemis would probably only accept it gladly, as being treated this way is proof of love]

[As a wife, she would feel happy and proud of it]

"Dear, you taught me what love is, and I have brought you light in the past. Including those times of starting over, truly... the time spent has been incredibly joyful."

The words that entered her ear were extremely abrupt.

Moran suddenly raised his head and saw the foolish goddess in front of him wearing a faint smile.

It was as if she had found the answer she had been seeking for a long time.

The moonlight filtered through her silver hair, illuminating her fair skin, which was slightly flushed.

Like a delicate red rose.

With such a woman before him, an unrealistic dreamlike feeling inevitably surfaced in his heart.

Moran used both hands to confirm this warmth and reality.

He was certain she was in his embrace.

"Of course, even if you act so recklessly, to me, this is a very meaningful and irreplaceable past. I will turn the failures of the past into the foundation of our current success and ultimately seize victory."

Moran couldn't help but tighten his embrace around her.

It was as if he was reminded of the endings of the previous few times.

In the end, he had watched them fade away before him, struggling all the way to reach this point.

He was fighting for the fruits of victory.

To ensure that he and they could have a good ending in this life.

"My dear, everyone eventually dies, even we, the machine gods, cannot reach true eternity. You don't have to bear so much; you have gone back and forth on such battlefields, enduring so much pain... This is the curse I have placed upon you... I am too sinful..."

Artemis believed that Moran could win by continuing to cycle.

But how long would it have to repeat?

How many cycles would it take for the man she loved to suffer?

[In the last of the previous simulations, she could indeed foresee that you would keep rushing to the battlefield]

[Artemis also found your struggle against fate dazzling and was irresistibly attracted to it]

[However, that was wrong]

[The brilliance displayed was indeed dazzling, but the unyielding hero endured countless pains]

[Loving such a dazzling and fighting hero]

[But this cannot be a reason for Artemis to let you continue to suffer; she cannot be so selfish just because she likes you]

"You underestimate me too much. Even without you saying that, I would do the same... I told you, I am a very greedy man.

Artemis, the sinful person is not just you; don't take all the blame upon yourself. It was I who chose to walk this path.

If anyone should apologize, it should be me to you."

Moran never regretted stepping onto this path.

What he used to think about was his own lack of ability.

If his abilities were sufficient to grow old together with his wives, Artemis wouldn't think this way.

From beginning to end, Moran often felt guilty as a husband.

"Trust me a little more. I will endure; don't feel guilty because of my pain. If even you feel this way, that would truly make it impossible for me to continue."

"...My dear... you are always so strong... both you and I are deeply sinful... It seems we can only repay each other by seizing victory."

Artemis paused for a moment, gazing at Moran.

She seemed to be admiring something noble, and the man before her was the world she pursued.

"Artemis, you don't need to have such a strange sense of comparison. Besides, we haven't only experienced pain on this journey."

"Well... I believe that even those failed endings are not meaningless just because they failed. Even if they disappear, the happiness loved by others will guide their souls to the places they wish to reach.

Darling, if this time our result is..."

"—Don't continue saying that; I will win.

So, there won't be such a situation. Everything will end here. Whether it is my pain or what you consider to be deep sin."

[You realized what she was about to say]

[Though it was only for a moment, you still revealed your inner unease and restlessness, just like a stubborn old child]

[The self-talking Artemis was not confused either]

[However, you would not allow her to make such assumptions, nor could you forgive her for giving up out of love]

[You feel that your pain is insignificant]

[And you do not want to understand what Artemis is thinking]

[What reason could there be not to desire to overcome annihilation?]

[What reason could there be not to struggle for it?]

[You cannot find a reason not to do so; as long as there is regret, you will want to do everything possible to fill it and make amends]

[As a human, this is a matter of course]

"?. Well, let's not talk about it. It's really bad; we are already at the end, yet we are still talking about such unromantic things."

"...You said romance?"

"Ah! Really... dear, you are touching me again..."

Artemis blushed and rolled her eyes.

The fabric of her clothing in front had noticeable creases.

Although she showed a mix of shyness and anger, she had no intention of leaving Moran.

The atmosphere gradually became more heated.

Different from the coldness cast by the full moon.

"Don't you want romance?"

"You are too bad, but it was a bit sudden. However, for such a darling, I am also... umm... wait..."

"Hmph, time waits for no one."

At this moment, Moran had only one thought.

Gazing at his beloved and beautiful wife in his arms, he just wanted this feeling of happiness to last forever.

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He must defeat the most impossible enemy.

The interstellar city mountain Olympus.

The core of the foundation. The orbital divine temple. Dodona.

Dong, dong, dong——!!

The sacred bell echoed in Olympus, and the humans who had migrated to this holy place all raised their heads.

Every face was filled with awe and devotion.

Although they had not been in Olympus for long.

They clearly knew what the bell represented; it meant that the divine oracle of the great god Zeus was about to descend.

The dawn of the seventh day was about to rise.

The mythological war of the Greek gods was about to unfold.

Humans would witness the rebirth of a great myth.