Chapter 153: The If We Longed For
"If my foolish sister doesn't cherish this to the end, don't blame me for coming back to take it away."
She seemed to smile, wishing for the man's happiness.
The witch's figure grew increasingly blurry.
In the end, she couldn't help but say one last sentence, expressing her true feelings—
"If you weren't born as Albion, and I weren't born as the child of the island of Britain... then perhaps our ending would have been different..."
Morgan's voice carried a hint of longing.
[As if she had returned to the girl hidden deep in the castle, speaking a simple wish]
[Faced with this sudden yet pure question]
[You couldn't help but clench your teeth]
[Slowly—]
[You felt the pain in your body stirring again, unsure if it had reached another level of extremity]