Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"Moran… Lord…"

A familiar tone that made his heart tremble.

In a daze, it was as if he had been taken back to the last simulation.

"Medea… do you remember…?"

Moran paused for a few seconds before asking.

[Medea, who had just woken up, had complex emotions on her face and couldn't think about Moran's question.]

[While she was unconscious, she saw it.]

[She saw a scene that she had dreamed of since childhood.]

[A strange yet familiar woman gazed at the coast, as if waiting for someone to return.]

[Waiting, waiting…]

[Not knowing how many days and nights had passed.]

[So long that Medea, the bystander, wanted to step forward and persuade her, but she couldn't enter the dream scene.]

[She could only see that beautiful back in the moonlight.]

[It was so sad and lonely.]

[Perhaps, she already knew that the person she was waiting for couldn't return, but she still couldn't help but gaze at the coast.]

[Whenever she repeatedly saw this vague dream,]

[Medea's heart would be infected with a layer of sadness, as if she could empathize with this loneliness.]

[This feeling remained even after she woke up from the dream.]

[As she continued to grow up,]

[More scenes appeared in the dream.]

[It was precisely because of these strange reasons that when she heard that an undefeated hero was staying on the Shapeless Isle,]

[Her heart seemed to feel a tremor.]

[A strong impulse drove her to go there.]

[So strong that she couldn't ignore it.]

[King Colchis, who doted on his daughter, didn't refuse Medea's request, and even sent people to escort her on her long journey.]

[This was also the reason why Medea met you.]

"I… have some memories…"

Medea's words were slightly hesitant.

Her reaction made Moran feel very strange.

"Lord Moran… you once made a promise to me… and I am the one waiting for you… right?"

"… Ugh."

Moran's heart tightened.

Looking at Medea's appearance, eager to get an answer.

Sure enough, he couldn't avoid her.

"… Ah… mostly it's me…"

"It's really Lord Moran… Medea has finally seen you again! What should I do…? What kind of reaction should I have…?!"

Medea was a little at a loss instead.

At the moment she saw Moran's face, the excessive emotions that surged from the bottom of her heart made her faint.

The scene she saw in her sleep was no longer vague.

It was clearer than ever.

"Medea, you… aren't you angry with me?"

"This…"

The two talked about the most critical topic.

Moran couldn't ignore the past problems anymore. He never liked to ignore problems and pretend they didn't happen.

What's more, this time he was the one who made the mistake.

"To be honest, although I have the memories, they are not very clear. Only a few things are remembered more clearly… Of course, I remember that Lord Moran broke his promise to me."

Medea's eyes showed resentment when she talked about this.

This gaze made Moran have no intention of resisting at all.

"I'm very angry, very, very angry, to the point that I want to pick up my magic wand and swing it around!"

Medea subconsciously picked up her magic wand and said angrily.

She, as cute as a little lamb, made this move.

It was enough to imagine how great the anger was.

Moran gritted his teeth and prepared to be beaten.

No matter how Medea released her anger and hit him, he didn't think it was an excessive thing.

"Although I accepted the memories like a bystander. But, I know very well that it was clearly a rare request that I made, but Lord Moran even broke that! You're the worst!"

Medea raised her magic wand and wanted to swing it down.

When the magic wand was really about to hit Moran's face, it stopped in the air with a millimeter's distance.

She hesitated to drop the magic wand.

"Ugh, ugh… Even though I'm so angry, so sad that I can't stop crying, I still can't deceive myself…"

Medea's magic wand fell to the ground.

Along with it, tears also fell onto the bed.

"Rather than being angry with Lord Moran… when I saw that you were okay for the first time… I didn't feel angry or sad… but happy… so happy that I felt it was so good that I was able to live until now…"

"Medea…"

Moran looked at the sobbing girl.

[Not all memories are sad and lonely.]

[Besides seeing herself waiting for you to return, Medea also saw many precious memories.]

[Studying magic with you in the workshop.]

[Cooking delicious food together like a silly couple.]

[Jointly experiencing challenges and various adventures.]

[Creating deeds that spread throughout Greece with the crew of the Argo, enjoying every minute and every second by your side.]

[All of this washed over Medea.]

[The girl waiting for her lover to return didn't have only resentment in her heart, she always maintained the most sincere love.]

[This love overcame hatred and sadness.]

[It was also the driving force behind her constantly watching the sea.]

"I'm sorry, I failed you."

"Moran… Lord Moran…"

The weeping Medea was embraced by Moran.

The man wanted to make up for the regrets of the past, offering everything he had to the girl.

Knowing that what had happened could not be changed, he chose to focus all his attention on the present.

"I know it's unforgivable, but I want to make amends. All I can offer is what I have now. I can't change the past. If you're still willing to accept it, I want to spend the rest of my life repaying you. Medea, I want you to be happy…"

Moran said with utmost sincerity and affection.

[You know, coming from a betrayer, these words have no persuasive power at all.]

[All I can do is this.]

[Surely, only sacrificing my life could repay this debt.]

[But that's the one thing you can't do.]

[The Gorgon sisters still need you to lead the Shapeless Isle, and the people need your guidance.]

"How despicable… knowing I can't refuse…"

"Yes… I am such a despicable and shameless man, but I still want to try my best…"

"Hmph… what can I do? The Lord Moran I fell for is like this… I've never regretted falling in love with you… I'm such a fool, aren't I?"

The two gradually embraced each other.

Medea didn't know the ending of her dream self, but she remembered the final emotions very deeply.

Not anger, nor hatred.

In the end, she harbored only longing for her beloved.