Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 371: Must Defeat the Demon

When Morgan and the other wives arrived in the modern era.

After Moran faced the warm reunion with his wives, it naturally led to a more passionate couple's segment.

The feeling of reunion stirred ripples in the hearts of the women.

It would be strange if it weren't intense enough.

In the divine age, they fought alongside Moran against the Vanguard of the Umbral Star, ultimately stepping down from the stage together, spanning from the end of the First Dynasty of Pelasgi to the modern era, a long stretch of ten thousand four thousand years.

However, in terms of pure physical sensation.

The women felt as if they had only been separated from Moran for a few seconds; after all, when they exited the world stage, their souls were connected to Moran, similar to the Throne of Heroes, existing outside the world.

Since space and time couldn't affect them, it could be said that during this waiting period, they had little sense of the world.

However, there is a saying that goes well.

For couples, a short separation often feels like a new marriage.

They returned to an era they had never encountered before, where only their familiar husband was present; everything else was strange and cold.

Naturally, their desires needed no words.

Of course, they wanted to be closer to their husbands.

"... It's already the next day."

Moran rubbed his somewhat heavy head.

His tone revealed a hint of fatigue.

The room exuded a unique fragrance that was indeed hard to ignore.

The bedding bore the traces of their movements.

They expressed their feelings of longing and love continuously, as if all mixed together, turning into chaos.

Moran spent the whole day accompanying them.

He believed there was no moment more important than this, so he was happy to spend time with his wives.

"... They're still asleep... I told them not to overwork themselves... In the end, hardly anyone listened to the advice..."

Moran showed a rather helpless smile.

Even he, the Beast Emperor, revealed signs of fatigue.

However, this indeed indicated that.

The longing of women like Medea and Atalanta was not any less than Morgan's.

"Let your feelings flow into my heart."

"Dear husband, please need me more; I will always be by your side, until forever... I love you."

"We will always be happy together."

"Very happy, very proud—so please, give us more. We can bear it; we won't part from you."

It was as if Moran once again heard those whispers in his ear.

So tender that it could penetrate the marrow of his spine.

Just recalling it made Moran's spirit tense, truly unable to escape the gentle abyss.

Comparable to the heavy pressure faced during the battle of the gods.

This also made Moran think of the full moon that devoured his flesh and blood; the women at this moment were not much different.

It was like wanting to obtain love by sucking the marrow from his bones.

This left Moran with no way to refuse.

"Ugh..."

Moran's inner peace and unease intertwined.

It wasn't because he felt this love was too heavy, but simply because this comfort was too enchanting.

Like opium, making it hard to resist.

Moran had been striving for the happiness of his wives until now, so it was easy for him to immerse himself in the gentle embrace.

That comfort was sweeter than anything, stirring up restlessness.

No hero could withstand it.

After all, facing his beloved and adorable wife, no one could remain steadfast.

Here, there was only the happiness of being utterly exhausted and satisfied.

And that decadent feeling of collapse.

Once immersed, it was hard to pull oneself out.

Especially when Moran realized that each of them belonged to him, recognizing that they wanted to be his wives forever, the passion and restlessness in his heart could never calm down.

Not just him; it was the same for them.

"I can't... This is too decadent... After all, I am the king of Britain... No matter what, I can't let myself waste away like this."

Moran had a self-awareness as a king.

At least, he was clear about this.

He had to fight against the demons in his heart.

Moran, oh Moran, how could you be so decadent?

Thinking this in his heart, he felt he couldn't continue to immerse himself here...

It could be said that Moran was prepared for this mental awakening. Just as he was about to leave the room with righteous determination—

"Dear husband, are you leaving?"

Before Moran could get up to leave.

A delicate hand reached out and rested on Moran's arm.

"Ah... Morgan... cough cough... I think we've been here for quite a while... It wouldn't be good if we left a bad impression on Gray and little Rin and Sakura."

Moran said, his gaze wandering.

When his eyes moved to the bedding, he was still deeply attracted, unable to tear his gaze away.

The fair and beautiful scenery.

Indeed, it was like seeing a lotus blooming in the mud, exuding a deadly charm.

Even his soul began to feel numb.

"... I see. Yes, being too lazy is not good. You still have self-control, dear husband. This is something we didn't expect; if Gray thinks I'm a mother without self-control, that would be bad."

Morgan nodded in acknowledgment.

Her attitude made Moran breathe a sigh of relief; at least, for now, they had hit the brakes hard.

But if that was truly how she felt, it was indeed a bit naive.

Because Moran could see the expression of someone lost in joy on Morgan's face. "But isn't it still early? Let's go back and gather our spirits a bit... Hehe, it's not like we'll lose out~."

"You really want me to skip the morning court, don't you?"

"I'm not sure. Besides, didn't you say you wanted to help me not feel lonely?" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Morgan lightly stepped on Moran's back.

Like ripples spreading across a lake, she was fully aware that she was engaging in a dangerous act akin to stroking a lion's mane.

But she wanted to do this.

The fairy princess truly was a fairy princess.

"This is what you said. Since you've said it, you must be prepared for the consequences."

"Hehe... of course..."

Moran indeed wanted to conquer the demons within his heart.

Clearly, he had failed this time.