Reborn in Type-Moon, My Sister is Aoko Aozaki

Aozaki Rin had rushed to the scene, guided by his senses. He had felt the massive release of magical energy from the Holy Lance, sensed that something was wrong, and anxiously cried out for them to stop.

But to his surprise, the moment his voice fell, Artoria, who had been ashen-faced and bound, felt the half-length strand of hair on her head twitch. Hope seemed to reignite in her holy, cerulean eyes, and she hurriedly shouted to him.

"Run, En! This woman has ill intentions toward you!"

Aozaki Rin blinked in confusion, his steps faltering for a moment.

Morgan, on the other hand, looked at the boy with a surprised expression, seemingly unable to understand how he had broken free from his "weakened" state in such a short time.

But now was not the time to consider such things. After hearing Artoria's undying warning, Morgan clicked her tongue, and the staff in her hand tapped the ground lightly.

In the next second, countless thorns of earth and rock erupted from beneath the boy's feet, attempting to bind him.

But the moment Aozaki Rin sensed the strange vibration from the ground, he kicked off forcefully, leaping into the air.

Sensing that the earthen thorns below had not given up on him and were now slithering through the air like venomous snakes hunting their prey, Aozaki Rin drew Durandal from his waist. A sharp gleam of sword light flashed through the air.

In an instant, all the earthen thorns were sliced into fragments, turning into ordinary sand and soil that scattered powerlessly in the air.

The boy took this opportunity to adjust his posture in mid-air, lowering his center of gravity to accelerate his descent.

He landed perfectly beside the bound Artoria and, with a swing of his longsword, all the restraints on the girl's body were severed.

Aozaki Rin subconsciously reached out to catch the girl's body, kicked the Holy Lance, which was still pulsing with magical energy, into the air, and, using the friction of the sand and gravel on the ground, pivoted in a circle. He smoothly retreated a certain distance, holding both Artoria and the Holy Lance in his arms.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Looking at the concern on the boy's face, Artoria, who had suffered one heavy blow after another from Morgan, saw some color finally return to her ashen face.

"I-I'm fine. Speaking of which, it's you, En. That woman... she didn't do anything strange to you, did she!?"

For a moment, Artoria forgot to get out of the boy's embrace. She gently clutched Aozaki Rin's sleeve, her pretty face filled with anxiety, a mixture of hope and panic, as if she were afraid of hearing an answer she didn't want to hear.

"...Not really. If I have to say something, it's that Miss Morgan didn't seem to plan on letting me go at first and chained me to the bed."

Aozaki Rin shook his head, somewhat puzzled as to why his sister's reaction was so anxious.

After all, Morgan was her sister, and he himself had no conflict with her, so the possibility of him being harmed by her was basically nonexistent.

But the boy could also understand the girl's worry. He smiled and said seriously.

"Please don't worry, Sister. I was only gone for a little while, and I'm back now."

"Mhm, mhm."

Hearing this, Artoria finally managed to put her mind at ease. Only then did she realize that her current posture, being held in the boy's arms, was a loss of dignity. After an embarrassed cough, she slipped out of his embrace and took the Holy Lance back into her hands.

But while Aozaki Rin's safety could be put aside for now, the matter of Morgan toying with her earlier could not be so easily dismissed.

A layer of anger appeared on Artoria's pretty face, and just as she was about to teach the now-displeased woman another lesson, the boy took a step forward, blocking her path.

"En?"

Artoria frowned, as if wanting him to move aside, but Aozaki Rin just shook his head.

"Sister, let's end this here. There should be matters in Camelot that need you back... and I don't think Miss Morgan ever truly intended to harm us."

—She certainly didn't intend to harm us physically, but she "tortured" my spirit and was planning to "make a move" on you!

Artoria subconsciously wanted to retort, but how could she possibly tell the boy the lewd things Morgan had said to her?

For a moment, she could only open her mouth, then press her lips tightly together. After giving Aozaki Rin a resentful look, she shot another fierce glare at Morgan, who was raising her eyebrows as if in provocation.

"Miss Morgan, thank you for taking care of me this morning and at noon. But next time, I would still hope for a more normal invitation."

A hint of trouble flashed across his small face, but Aozaki Rin still offered his thanks seriously. Then he let out a sharp whistle, and Dun Stallion, which had been hiding far away in the forest, quickly ran out, its hooves clattering as it came to their side.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dun Stallion, for carrying Sister all the way from Camelot in such a short time. The road back may be a bit more work for you, though."

The moment he heard the neigh, Aozaki Rin had realized which horse his sister had ridden to get here.

He gently stroked the forehead of the graceful white steed, expressing a slight apology, and Dun Stallion snorted softly, rubbing its cheek against the boy's in response.

"Alright, let's go back, Sister. Merlin and the members of the Round Table should all be waiting for us."

"Also, if you want to see us, you can just come directly to Camelot, Miss Morgan. Both Sister and I will welcome you."

Aozaki Rin mounted the horse first and extended a hand to Artoria. At the same time, his unfocused eyes looked in the direction where he sensed Morgan was, and he said with a smile.

"...Who would welcome this lewd woman."

Artoria muttered under her breath, then mounted the white horse with some reluctance. With a firm tug, she pulled the boy into her embrace, then shot one last, cold glance at Morgan behind them before flicking the reins and riding away.

Watching the figures on the steed gradually disappear into the sunset, after a long moment, Morgan lightly kicked a pebble at her side and muttered to herself.

"Tch, how boring. Doesn't even have the courage to keep fighting. And she calls herself King Arthur? ...Heh, no matter how you look at it, I won today, Arthur."

Morgan lifted her head, her face filled with glee. Although she hadn't managed to keep the boy in the end, just seeing Artoria's state today had already made it all worthwhile.

What's more, in a moment when Artoria hadn't noticed, she had even recorded the girl's pathetic state, ready to watch it on repeat in the future to adjust her mood.

At the same time, she recalled the boy's invitation before he left and said softly.

"...But, since my cute little brother has invited me, then of course I will go when the time comes. Just not now. And it won't be just me."

Morgan smiled, looking down at her own abdomen.

To be sure, what she had told Artoria about being pregnant was a lie, an expedient measure.

But who's to say an expedient measure can't be made into reality?

"Just you wait, Arthur. Tell me, this child... what do you think he should call you in the future? Heheh..."

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