Chapter 126: The Nature of a Dream Demon
"Huh? Could it be, Artoria, that you're jealous of the relationship between Moran and me? Comparing me to Kay like that is a bit too much, don't you think?"
"Guh! I'm not jealous! It's just that working with Moran on political matters is more efficient! That's why I said that, Merlin, don't twist my words!"
Artoria's cheeks flushed red as she slammed the table.
She even stood up unconsciously.
Her angry demeanor made it clear that she was being anything but straightforward, to the point of being pitiful.
"Haha, don't blame me. It's just that Moran said something to me in Avalon that I couldn't ignore, and he did something so outrageous to me that my body still can't forget the pain."
"Wha—!?"
Artoria's expression froze.
The conversation was spiraling out of control like a landslide.
Moran, already under pressure, felt dizzy and nauseous, facing yet another painfully familiar development.
"What do you mean by that!? Merlin, are you saying something happened between you and Moran in Avalon!? I know you like to tease people, but if you're saying something like this, I can't ignore it!"