Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 357: Returning to Modern Times, Gray’s Troubles

[King of the End (A): Unified Britain, galloped on the battlefield without defeat, you are the final king of the Age of Gods. Receiving the blood and love offered by all people and all races, they will fight for you at any time. You can reproduce the battlefield of Britain in the past and crusade against all foreign enemies with the wishes of the people]

This was the third skill extracted by the simulator.

Moran didn't know if it was his illusion.

It seemed that the skills extracted after getting an EX rating were particularly good, basically all of them were important abilities in his simulation.

Like this unique skill [King of the End].

Moran could not only summon the former British soldiers but also summon the knights who had sworn allegiance to him at the Round Table.

However, the most important thing was still.

Morgan and Artoria also had a soul connection with him, and she could also return to the present world through this skill.

When fighting against Sefar, he summoned the twelve Knights of the Round Table, relying on the power of Britain to persevere time and time again. This skill was also one that should not be underestimated.

[Skill Slots: Third Magic. Soul Materialization (EX), Heroic Tales Eternally Sung (EX), Love of the Moon Goddess (A+), Emperor's Privilege (A), Unyielding Determination (A), This is the Eternal Country (EX), Isolated Pure Land of the Present World (A+), King of the End (A), God-Demon Beast Emperor (A+)]

[Preset Slots: Golden Magic Sword (EX), Pseudo. Mystic Eyes of Death Perception (A+), My People Exist Here Forever (A+), Intuition (A), Dragon of Destruction (A), Divine Body Barrier (EX)]

Along with it, [Pseudo. Mystic Eyes of Death Perception] was also upgraded.

It was upgraded from A to A+.

It was estimated that it was considering Moran's feat of killing gods in the simulation, and the skill was upgraded based on this.

"This time, these three skills were selected... Very good, in this way, I am almost perfect in all aspects."

Moran said with emotion.

Think about how long he worked hard for the perfect ending.

Now, there are almost no regrets.

The only thing left to do is to let the wives who once accompanied him descend into the present world again.

He almost only had this wish left.

[Because this simulation rating has reached EX, the host can choose to overwrite the results of this simulation to reality]

[Once you choose to overwrite, correspondingly, you will not be able to perform the Greek Heroic Age of Gods simulation again]

[Do you want to overwrite the Greek Heroic Age of Gods]

[To reality?]

Again, he heard the same question as at the end of the Britain simulation.

This time, Moran's answer was the same.

Now that there were no regrets, there was no problem in overwriting this Greek mythology simulation to reality.

"...Overwrite it."

Moran nodded slightly and said.

The simulation time period of the Greek Heroic Age of Gods was too long ago, almost before 14,000 BC.

Sefar descended 14,000 years ago, and Moran ruled the Pelasgians for hundreds of years before Sefar arrived.

It could be seen that the span of history was too great.

A span of more than 15,000 years.

The river of time alone could wash away many things.

In modern times, the Pelasgians would probably only become an ancient country that might be mentioned in museums.

Great Britain was able to continue to modern times.

This was also thanks to the fact that Great Britain was not far from modern times.

"Even if it is overwritten, it is estimated that there will be no change..."

Moran had already guessed it to some extent.

When he returned to modern times, he estimated that he could only find the records of the Pelasgians in the underground library of the Clock Tower.

However, it still had to be overwritten.

At least it had to be preserved in the boundary record belt of reality.

Although humans might forget the Pelasgians, the boundary record belt would not forget the Pelasgians.

"There have already been three simulations rated EX. Will there be new simulations in the future? Well, I'll think about it when they appear. What kind of life will they bring me then?"

Moran is like a traveler on a bus.

Having completed one journey, he is temporarily resting at a station, not knowing when the next bus will arrive.

However, it doesn't matter.

The one thing he has plenty of right now is time.

"Now, let's return to reality for now."

Moran said, letting his consciousness sink back into slumber.

His consciousness is returning to reality from the simulator.

Although this isn't the first time he's gone through this process, he experienced hundreds of years in the simulation.

This process of exiting the simulator.

It feels both familiar and strange.

The first thing he feels is fatigue.

Then, discomfort originating from the soul.

The magical energy of the modern era is vastly different from the ancient Age of Gods more than ten thousand years ago.

Moran, who spent hundreds of years there, is returning to reality from the simulation.

He's still a bit unaccustomed for the time being.

Even though he is in the Age of Gods, Britain.

Even at its peak, the magical energy density of Great Britain is difficult to compare with the Age of Gods ten thousand years ago.

If modern people were thrown back ten thousand years.

Perhaps, just breathing would cause their blood vessels to burst from the magical energy. The constitution of modern people is too fragile compared to the people of the Age of Gods.

"Teacher, Teacher—wake up! Breakfast is ready, and Lady Lorelei is waiting for you to eat together."

A girl's voice called out beside his ear.

The fatigue clinging to his limbs is like rust, making even the slightest movement feel incredibly difficult.

If he remembers correctly.

Moran remembers that before running the simulation, he seemed to have been reviewing official duties with Lorelei all night.

No wonder he feels so tired.

"Ugh... Morgan...?"

"Teacher, ugh... you've mistaken me again..."

Gray sighed, looking helpless.

This isn't the first time Moran has mistaken her.

Of course, more than feeling repulsed.

She feels more of a sense of helplessness.

Are she and Queen Morgan really that similar?

A question like that floats in her mind.

Although the Graveyard family has statues and portraits of Morgan, they are all more than fifteen hundred years old.

Gray has never met Morgan, so she can't understand.

She feels a little depressed.

"Ah, that... I was still half asleep... Sorry..."

Moran scratched the back of his head and got out of bed.

For Gray, it might have only been one night, but for Moran, it was hundreds of years. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

In those hundreds of years, he woke up to the faces of Morgan and his many other wives countless times.

Seeing Gray's face, which is highly similar to Morgan's.

He almost subconsciously called out her name.

It has to be said that habit is a terrifying thing.