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My Wives Of Simulation

Traveling through the world of anime, Elric is bound to a life simulator. [You became the dictator of the Roman Empire and Trained the tyrant Nero.] [You pulled Britain into the inner sea of stars and created eternity.] [You created a new system of gods and gave Uruk a new life.] [You obtained the 'Emperor's Privilege,' the 'Beast of the Apocalypse,' and the 'Authority of God.'] [Ding dong! The tyrant Nero joined the chat group.] [The witch Morgan joined the chat group.] [The princess Guinevere joined the chat group.] [ Shinomiya Kaguya joined...] Nero: "I have a player; he is the best in the world." Morgan: "I have a husband; he is the best in the world." Gilgamesh: "I have a good brother; I like him very much." Enkidu: "I also have a good brother; I like him very much." Scáthach: "Gilgamesh, why are you a woman? Oh, I also have a good husband; I like him too." In Fuyuki City, looking at Elric, all the heroes spoke in unison. "Husband?" Elric: "Wives...?" _______________ Note: This fanfic is a harem fanfic with many female leads. I repeat, there are a lot of female leads. So, if you're not into harem fanfics, then don't read. Even if you do read, remember this note. _______________ Read Advanced Chapters On My Patreon:- Patreon/LovedOne 50 Advanced Chapters

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Chapter 28: The Possibility Of The World, The Kabbalah Tree Of Life

Chapter 28: The Possibility Of The World, The Kabbalah Tree Of Life

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[As your relationship with Morgan progresses rapidly, the Witch of Britain places her entire heart and trust in you.]

[Likewise, you gain your fourth Follower—the Witch.]

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the fourth Follower —The Witch.]

Name: Morgan Le Fay Pendragon (Follower)

Race: Human (Fairy)

Dependent Role: Witch

Strength: C

Durability: A

Agility: B

Magic: S

Luck: B

Charm: SS

Witch's Ability: The Mystery of Britain

Morgan, who has inherited the entirety of Britain's mysteries, is, to some extent, the very incarnation of the land. With her absolutely unparalleled strength, she represents the hope of Britain's future and, in some ways, even surpasses the bounds of destiny.

[Having become your dependent and lover, Morgan fully unveils her feelings for you without hesitation. Her enchanting blue eyes often carry a warm, pink hue of affection, reflecting her all-consuming love. Even to make you happy, Morgan carefully studied attire, creating a variety of costumes with different styles, each exuding a unique and captivating charm.]

[Meanwhile, the Fantasy Tree, which you personally cultivated, continues to grow and thrive.]

[That's right. When Morgan first arrived in the City of Glory, she noticed the colossal tree at its center, introduced to her by Slok. Little did she know, this was the Fantasy Tree—a creation capable of turning the world into a Lostbelt.]

[Since your arrival in Britain, you've been planning how to perfect your life in this mystical realm. At this point in history, mystery is waning, and Britain is being ravaged by natural and man-made disasters. Knowing how history develops, you are determined to prevent the island from becoming the graveyard of magic.]

[Through the Memory Hall, you meticulously researched extensive materials and records about Fate/Grand Order, Type-Moon, and speculative theories from bloggers before your crossing. It was this knowledge that led to your cultivation of the Fantasy Tree.]

[As widely known, a Lostbelt requires the initialization of the planet, the creation of new myths, and the absorption of magic from ley lines. In this world where you now reside, there are no Hidden Ones, nor interference from the Alien God. Cultivating the Fantasy Tree without these elements presented a tremendous challenge.]

[In Fate/Grand Order, the seven Hidden Ones sent by the Alien God complement the Fantasy Trees, creating seven Lostbelts. The Fantasy Tree itself is critical for filtering phenomena in the history of Lostbelt events and making them invade reality. However, you possess abilities far beyond those limitations. As a dual Beast-level god—the Beast of Apocalypse and the Beast of Savior—you hold powers akin to that of the Alien God.]

[Unlike the flawed Lostbelts, your divine abilities, born of your Heavenly Dao, allow the world to thrive harmoniously rather than becoming a dystopian Lostbelt.]

[Beast VI/Lapse: The Beast of Savior (EX) evolves from its juvenile to its mature form. The Beast of Savior's ultimate ability, Guarding the World (EX), is now activated.]

Guarding the World (EX): As the savior, the world itself becomes your charge. You can seamlessly traverse the barriers between the inner and outer worlds, merging them into a singular unified existence.

[The third ability of your Heavenly Dao, All Realms, is now active.]

All Realms: One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi. In ancient times, a demon god was said to have opened all the heavens and realms. As the Heavenly Dao, though you cannot create worlds like Pangu, you possess the power to transform every realm and existence into your own sub-world.

[The Heavenly Dao possesses the ability to perfect a world, transform it into a parallel reality, and incorporate it as a sub-world under your control.]

[As your desire to change Britain takes hold, the abilities of the Beast of Savior and the Heavenly Dao awaken simultaneously. Holding the Fantasy Tree seed in your hand, you recognize a key difference: if the Lostbelt represents a flawed fantasy prone to instability, your parallel world becomes an independent entity outside all realms and heavens—a world that is entirely your own.]

[The Fantasy Tree evolves, completing its transformation into the Kabbalah Tree of Life.]

[As your unique Kabbalah Tree of Life takes root in the Fairy Lake, it ushers in dramatic changes. The City of Glory becomes a nexus, opening the Avalon Channel. Over time, the surface world of Britain begins its gradual fusion with the Inner Sea of the Star.]

[You know your plan has succeeded. The Kabbalah Tree of Life will continue to grow, ultimately pulling all of Britain into the Inner Sea of the Star, revitalizing this ancient, mystical land.]

[Because of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, lands closer to the City of Glory become more fertile, and ancient miracles reappear, restoring the splendor of myth. The City of Glory's reputation soars, becoming a beacon of awe and admiration.]

[Fast forward to 414 AD: Morgan has lived in the City of Glory for two years and has fully integrated herself into its life. As the inheritor of Britain's mysteries, she serves as your most capable assistant in public affairs and a temptress in private. Her contributions solidify her importance in the kingdom.]

[Meanwhile, the fusion between the Inner Sea of Stars and the City of Glory allows Vivian to finally step out of Avalon. Although her range of activity is limited to the palace's vicinity, the flower fairy is overjoyed to be by her master's side day and night.]

[Morgan is slightly jealous of Vivian's presence, but having grown up in this era, she understands the expectations placed on a king. She knows she cannot be the only woman in your life. In the past, your visits to Avalon were limited to the new moon each month, so Morgan felt little concern. However, Vivian's arrival changes everything, filling the witch with a sense of crisis.]

[The two women vie for your attention, each employing their charms and schemes to win your favor. You, as their king, enjoy their rivalry, relishing the blessings of two devoted wives.]

[By 415 AD, while the City of Glory thrives and grows ever stronger, the rest of Britain is engulfed in war. Feuding clans, nobles, and kings bring destruction to the land, plunging countless people into misery—even Camelot is not spared.]

[Finally, King Uther remembers his daughter residing in the City of Glory. Hoping to secure an alliance, he sends an envoy to invite the King of Glory to Camelot for negotiations.]

Inside the Palace of Glory:

"Morgan, you'd better not go this time. I can handle it myself."

In his personal chamber, Elric looked at the enchanting witch before him. He was reluctant to bring Morgan to Camelot, a place filled with painful memories for her. Moreover, with the City of Glory at a critical juncture in its development, Morgan's absence could destabilize its administration.

The Grand Duke, Marquis Brian, though capable, still has his issues—especially with Marshal Gazef, the leader of the Knights. Their tense relationship could lead to friction, even if both shared the same goal of supporting Glory. Without Elric or Morgan's leadership, conflicts might arise.

Reaching down, Elric pulled Vivian out from under the table, brushing off her mischievous antics. Resolving himself, he prepared to travel to Camelot alone.

He found it troublesome to travel with the diplomatic envoys. There was no need for such a procession—going alone would suffice. King Uther would not object, nor would he dare to.

"You're going alone? I'm worried," Morgan said, her tone soft but tinged with hesitation.

Her gaze drifted to Vivian, who was sprawled across Elric's lap like an overgrown, lazy cat. There was a faint trace of liquid at the corner of Vivian's mouth, likely drool, which only served to make Morgan feel a little flustered. A warmth crept into her cheeks. Truthfully, she had no real intention of stopping Elric's decision.

The real reason she voiced her concern was that Elric had been incredibly busy recently. As his most trusted assistant, Morgan had been by his side constantly, dealing with affairs of the City of Glory. However, their shared workload left little time for the two of them to truly connect.

Meanwhile, Vivian, the ever-playful flower fairy, seemed to find ways to monopolize Elric's attention with ease.

"What's there to worry about?"

Elric followed Morgan's gaze, his eyes landing on Vivian. He quickly pieced together the source of Morgan's discontent.

Ah, she must be feeling a bit neglected lately.

With a knowing smirk, Elric reached out and scooped Morgan into his arms. Despite the proud look she wore, her slight blush betrayed her true feelings.

"Come on, my proud little witch. Let me put your worries to rest..."

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