Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 370: Because, I’m Afraid of Being Lonely

This charming and restrained expression.

The tone that can stir people's hearts inadvertently.

The beautiful fairy consort who always holds her husband's heart in her hands, and never lets the man forget her.

"Well, I don't rule out having this idea. You already have fairy eyes, do you still need to ask me this way?"

"Husband, you actually see me like this. It's a bit too hurtful to treat me as a peeping tom.-..."

Morgan showed a pretended sad look.

A very innocent expression.

"I won't use fairy eyes to examine you, husband, unless it's a special situation, I won't do that."

"Um... What special situation?"

"That is, of course, the situation where you want to be unfaithful to me. If it comes to that, it wouldn't be strange for me to use fairy eyes, right? No, if it comes to that, just using fairy eyes won't be enough."

Morgan showed a gorgeous and beautiful smile.

This smile was not as warm as when she faced Gray, but also accompanied by a hint of sadism that was in line with the witch's style.

"For people who dare to dump me, I will curse them to death. But, I believe, husband will definitely not do this."

"...Morgan, how could my heart for you change? I don't even have enough time to love you. But, cursing to death is a bit too much, right? There's no need to go to this extent, right?"

Moran only felt a chill rise inexplicably behind his back.

Although he also felt that it was impossible for him to leave Morgan, the two had been married for nearly a thousand years.

But, hearing his wife say such a thing.

He would get goosebumps to some extent.

"Oh? My dear husband, do you have any ideas? Do you want to have a magecraft competition with me after a long time?"

"Cough cough, there's no need for that. Besides, didn't I summon you as soon as I woke up in this era? I didn't make you wait too long, right?"

Moran added to stop this atmosphere.

He summoned Morgan and others not long after he woke up, which can be said to be quite diligent.

"...I'll let you pass."

Morgan said softly after a moment of silence.

The dangerous atmosphere from before was gone, as for whether she was joking, it was unknown.

Love is really very heavy.

Especially for a woman like Morgan who is willing to give everything for love, if she is betrayed by love, she will probably become a more terrifying avenger than anyone else.

Moran had the awareness to recognize this heaviness.

This is also the reason why he almost never lies to his wife.

Having a wife who can see through all lies, it can be said that not being honest is almost an act of suicide.

"Husband, you summoned us on the first day you came back, um, worthy of praise. I have always trusted you very much."

Morgan's smile was very bright.

However, the keen Moran captured a piece of information, information that Morgan should not have known.

"Wait, I shouldn't have told you how many days have passed since I returned from Greece to the modern era, right?"

Moran looked at Morgan with a questioning gaze.

Now it was Morgan's turn to let her gaze wander; she spoke as if she were a general, saying nothing.

Because Moran had already guessed the truth.

Not only did his expression become very calm, but his mood also settled: "Morgan, you used the Fairy Eye, didn't you?"

"... No, I didn't."

"You were silent for a few seconds just now, right? And don't look so guilty."

Moran couldn't help but voice his complaints repeatedly.

Although he had long been prepared to be scrutinized by the Fairy Eye, Moran felt it was necessary to reassert his authority as a husband.

"Honestly, you used the Fairy Eye, didn't you?"

"... I did use it."

Morgan still couldn't withstand Moran's gaze.

She smiled, trying to cover it up.

Moran wouldn't let her stay in the advantageous position like that; he reached out and forcefully pulled Morgan into his embrace.

Not giving her any chance to escape.

"What happened to the trust we talked about?"

"..."

Morgan's gaze wandered, and she remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, she realized she couldn't avoid this question.

"... Because I'm afraid of loneliness."

Morgan said this softly.

And when she spoke, she averted her gaze, looking as cute as a shy girl.

She also had insecurities as a wife, wanting to be by Moran's side as soon as possible, not wanting to waste a second.

After returning, Morgan couldn't help but use the Fairy Eye.

It wasn't that she didn't trust her husband.

She simply wanted to know how long she had been separated from Moran.

"Um..."

This sincerity was like an invincible critical hit.

It wiped away the complaints that had just sprouted in Moran's heart.

It even made him involuntarily sigh in his heart: How could there be such a lovely woman in the world!?

More importantly, she was his wife.

He wanted to cherish her properly.

"You are always so fickle; who knows if you might get lost in this era without realizing it? I would be afraid of loneliness too, um—"

Before Morgan could continue explaining.

She was already silenced by Moran's lips.

As if to say, there was no need for further explanation; let actions speak for her behavior.

This was Moran's domineering thought.

And it was well conveyed to Morgan.

"Ha... Since you're afraid of loneliness, why don't you use the Fairy Eye again to see what I want to do now?"

Moran briefly separated from Morgan.

His hand still wrapped around her waist, and the action of licking his lips was like savoring sweetness.

Following Moran's words.

Morgan used the Fairy Eye to take a peek, but not long after, she became the one with a flushed face.

No one knew what she saw.

"Did you see something?"

"... Um... I saw it."

"Making your wife feel lonely is indeed the husband's negligence. So, I will make up for this negligence. I won't allow you to have such thoughts again. I won't permit you to refuse anything from now on."

Moran acted with the might of a hundred beasts.

This behavior was too overbearing and domineering.

It didn't carry the previous tenderness, like a tyrant celebrating plunder and conquest.

However, there was nothing wrong with that.

Morgan felt a surge of excitement in her heart, despite her embarrassment.

After that, the indescribable spots of moisture on her skirt were the best reflection of her mindset.