To Become a King and a Magician 841-845

Title: Give Him Back to Us!

Unbelievable.

This was unbelievable to anyone.

Moon Fall.

Who would’ve thought that right after the fire meteor rain came this attack!

“Cough cough cough!”

Inside the completely destroyed Camelot city from Moon Fall’s impact, Aoko—struggling to crawl out of the rubble—coughed hard several times: “Everyone… okay?”

“We’re fine.”

The first to answer was Rei, with Gray and Ayaka protected by her Boundary Field. Not far away, the others had also survived Moon Fall in their own ways.

No—it shouldn’t be called surviving, but merely not letting themselves be buried alive. After all, most of Moon Fall’s power was used to counter Mash’s Noble Phantasm. Without the Chalk City, many among them would’ve lost combat ability entirely.

While helping Mash—who was supporting her shield—stand, Ritsuka asked worriedly: “Mash, are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine, Master.”

Mash forced down her still-numb arm and looked up at the sky: “Moon Fall… using this attack means the one who just attacked us is Big Brother, right?”

“Besides him and Arcueid, who else can use Moon Fall?” Aoko clenched her fist. “What a heavy greeting from that bastard. After years away, he really doesn’t recognize anyone?”

“Because from the Lord’s (Master’s) perspective, we’re strangers from two thousand four hundred years ago.”

Rei looked skyward: “The moment we set foot in Camelot, the Lord saw us through sky surveillance Magecraft and launched the attack from somewhere. The earlier meteor rain was probably his Magecraft too.”

“Why is Naoki attacking us?” Ayaka was confused. “Even if we’re ready to force him back by fighting, Naoki shouldn’t have a reason to fight us, right?”

Naoki’s side shouldn’t know about this. They didn’t believe he’d truly treat them all as enemies and attack without mercy. Even if they were strangers he knew from two thousand four hundred years ago, he wasn’t unreasonable.

He should want to know why the remnants of himself from Pan-Human History came to this Lostbelt.

Yet he attacked immediately.

Why?

“Because I already know.”

Suddenly, without warning, this voice appeared in everyone’s minds.

Not in their ears—but directly in their consciousness.

(This…)

(Direct consciousness intervention!?)

(And this voice is…)

“Naoki—?!”

Aoko couldn’t help shouting.

And as her voice fell, a beam of light suddenly shot from the sky—like a spotlight illuminating a star stepping onto stage to boost presence. A shimmering golden-white beam fired into the empty space before everyone.

*TAP!*

The sound of footsteps echoed from within the light.

*TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!*

Footsteps, like descending stairs, rang one by one from the air—growing closer, louder. Hearing them, everyone tensed for no reason. A powerful pressure unconsciously weighed on every shoulder.

Then, with the final footstep, a figure both familiar and unfamiliar appeared before them.

Short golden hair, azure eyes, a white suit more luxurious and elegant than before, a dark blue gold-trimmed cape draped over his shoulders—this man, like a king, descended step by step down a light staircase from the golden-white beam, arriving before everyone.

And when both feet touched the ground, everyone present felt a powerful suffocating sensation! The pure Mana radiating from him directly caused gravitational anomalies, enveloping all of Camelot in several times normal gravity!

(He…)

(He is…)

This unexpected entrance left everyone in disbelief.

And as if sensing their thoughts, Naoki—bathed in golden-white light—showed a gentle sun-like smile: “Yes, I am Natsukawa Naoki. King of all Fairy Britain.”

“The Fairy King who has ruled this land for two thousand years.”

“—Kneel, remnants of myself from Pan-Human History.”

*BZZZ!*

Gravity pressure several times stronger suddenly descended! In an instant, everyone felt the sky itself falling!

But right as they felt it, Arcueid suddenly lifted her foot and stomped the ground hard!

*BANG!*

As if everything reset, the terrifying pressure vanished instantly!

Naoki slightly raised an eyebrow, looking at Arcueid: “You can neutralize my Imaginary Manifestation, equal to me… So you’re Arcueid Brunestud? Though I know of you from memories, this is our first real meeting, right?”

“Should I say long time no see, or nice to meet you? Flawed True Ancestor.”

“…”

The term from Naoki’s mouth instantly turned Arcueid’s gaze ferocious. Her beautiful red eyes turned golden-yellow in a flash!

Naoki rubbed his chin with interest: “Oh~~~ Angry? Seems my greeting to you was a bit rude? Then I apologize, Arcueid Brunestud, my beloved Moon Princess.”

“Shut up!”

Arcueid said coldly.

“I’m certain now… I still had a little hope, but now I’m absolutely sure—you’ve become a complete stranger over two thousand four hundred years here!”

“You’re not my Naoki, not our Naoki. My Naoki isn’t as annoying as you! He’d never look at us with such emotionless eyes!”

“So—Give him back to us! Give us back the real you!”

*CRASH!*

The ground shook violently!

Countless thick chains suddenly burst from the earth around Arcueid. Like frenzied silver serpents, they shot toward Naoki!

But—

*CRACK!*

The chains didn’t even touch Naoki. In mid-air, they shattered into fragments by something bizarre. Then Arcueid herself—as if struck by something—was hurled thousands of meters away!

-

Title: There Is Nothing the Fairy King Cannot Do in This Land

Extremely weak.

This was Naoki’s impression of everyone before him.

Far too weak. Did his Pan-Human History self love such a group of weaklings? Did the him who swung the Holy Sword fight shoulder-to-shoulder with such weaklings?

While Naoki pondered this inwardly, Aoko and the others were utterly shocked.

Though not the first time they’d seen Arcueid sent flying—some had witnessed it in the Seventh Singularity—Naoki hadn’t moved a finger just now, yet somehow hurled both Arcueid and her Imaginary Manifestation from afar.

(How did he do it? No, more importantly, Arcueid couldn’t resist at all before being thrown? Underestimating the enemy? Or pure power suppression?)

Various scenarios flashed through everyone’s minds.

Then Naoki’s voice rang out again.

“No need to overthink, weak Pan-Human History.”

“Just atmospheric manipulation. Didn’t my Pan-Human History self use it often? Controlling Wind Fairies or Wind Elementals, freely manipulating air flow and shape—Did you think I discarded all past powers after two thousand four hundred years?”

So it was just… atmospheric manipulation?!

Meaning the air cannon threw Arcueid? The chain-shattering was air pressure? Or vacuum blades?

“After two thousand four hundred years, you’ve truly become more monstrous than before.” Cold sweat dripped from Aoko’s forehead. “By the way, you’ve been speaking ahead of us. Don’t tell me you know what we’re thinking?”

“Ah, of course I do.”

Naoki laughed and raised his hand: “I know everything. I know your thoughts because I’ve been using this Magecraft.”

【Consciousness-peeking Magecraft… telepathy formed via Magecraft?】

“That voice… Ah, it’s Merry, right?” Naoki glanced at the communication device on Fujimaru Ritsuka’s wrist. “You didn’t come? What a shame. I’m slightly interested in the first woman I loved in Pan-Human History. Since you’re also someone I loved, you must share a little with Morgan—maybe she could learn a thing or two from you.”

“That way, I might know how to love her even more. Don’t judge me like this—I’m actually quite passive with my wife; sometimes I want to be more proactive.”

【Sorry, Aoko—can you all beat the hell out of that shameless married-showoff bastard? I can’t go, but you’re there. Please make him black and blue, okay?】

“Don’t ask the impossible.” Aoko smiled bitterly.

Naoki nodded: “True, you’re all too weak now—Thus, I’ll give you time.”

“Time?”

“Use Magecraft or self-Alteration… I’ll give you ample time to show your strongest sides, then fight you. Until then, I won’t attack first.”

Such arrogant words and attitude.

Hearing this, even the most patient—Gray and Mash—felt slightly displeased. Being underestimated to this degree would make anyone feel negative.

Naoki’s meaning was clear—“Even if you unleash your strongest and attack together, I still won’t take you seriously.”

Aoko took a deep breath: “Huuu~ Arcueid was right—you’ve truly become a stranger to us, Naoki. You’ve become so annoying, so infuriating, exactly what we hate most.”

“So, can you return to your old self? Otherwise, bringing this you back to Pan-Human History is meaningless.”

The current Naoki wasn’t the old Naoki but a new consciousness, self, and personality born within the vessel named Natsukawa Naoki after two thousand four hundred years here.

Aside from appearance and power, his essence was entirely different from the original Naoki.

Aoko’s words made Naoki smile faintly: “Heh, interesting thought. I’m no longer my old self, huh… You’re wrong, Aoko.”

*BAM!*

A shimmering indigo-Mana fist suddenly struck Naoki’s face before he finished!

“Now—”

“Now I’m not worthy to call you Aoko, right?” Naoki spoke Aoko’s intended words first. “I understand. Then I’ll call you formally, Fifth Magician.”

Seeing the fist stop about two meters away, Naoki placed a hand on his chest: “Indeed, I left everything two thousand four hundred years ago. All memories of you—I left them, but myself hasn’t changed much. I’m still me.”

“It’s just that anything changes over long time. I merely made the changes I deemed most appropriate after two thousand four hundred years.”

“Changes made for Morgan.”

As he spoke, Naoki touched his fingertip to Aoko’s fist, lips curling slightly—

*BAM!*

Aoko was instantly hurled thousands of meters away, just like Arcueid!

Two people.

“You use force to bring me back to Pan-Human History, and I won’t return with you—so I’ll respond with force.”

“Besides, can you be a bit more serious or attack together? Don’t judge me like this—I’m quite busy. My not-so-obedient daughter just returned after running away; I need to re-educate her soon.”

“Post-breakfast rest time, honestly, isn’t much. Attacking one by one like this just wastes time.”

The moment Naoki finished—

*BAM!*

*BOOM!*

Arcueid and Aoko—previously thrown—returned instantly! Both glared at him with furious expressions!

Rei and Okita stepped forward, standing beside them.

*CRACKLE!*

Red lightning leaped around Rei. The golden-haired girl gradually transformed into a tall woman with massive armored sleeves floating at her sides, wielding a giant Oodachi. Behind her, amid roaring thunder, appeared a fully red-armored Wyvern!

Meanwhile, Okita Souji—in azure light—revealed her Counter Force guardian side.

Black armor, long white hair, cold face, and a super-long blade far taller than herself—Majin Souji, present.

“Good, that’s more like it.”

Naoki smiled, gently snapping his fingers. Instantly, the surroundings drastically changed—from Moon Fall-ruined Camelot to an endless vast grassland!

“Let’s move the venue a bit. Fighting there would cause later issues.”

“Then, let’s begin. Let’s quickly finish this post-breakfast exercise.”

-

Title: Meteorite

In the vast grassland.

Seeing Naoki standing not far ahead, Aoko clenched her fists tightly.

“Post-breakfast exercise… you really dare say it. After two thousand four hundred years, your tone has gotten huge. Are you that confident because one attack threw me?”

“How much power do you think I used just now?”

Naoki countered with a smile: “I’m not underestimating you. In terms of existence specs, the gap between the four of you and me isn’t huge. Meaning our base conditions aren’t too different. But the absolute time we’ve lived through is different.”

For long-lived species, time lived to a certain extent equals power—because there’s no need to consider physical weaknesses or bodily defects. Power continuously increases and accumulates over time.

“I spent two thousand four hundred years here—do you know what I did during that time?”

As Naoki spoke, space itself seemed to crack. Countless lines appeared behind him.

Starting with two golden-white lines—one left, one right—then splitting to four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two… In just a few breaths, endless dense lines filled the space behind Naoki.

“T-this…”

“Magic circuits?!”

Rei stared in shock at the cluster of golden-white light lines behind Naoki—like a pair of sky-covering giant wings.

Undoubtedly, those were magic circuits.

“Yes, these are my magic circuits.” Naoki said. “You all know—I left the Holy Sword, left my old self, and stayed here forever. In exchange, I gained Beast-equivalent Mana—precisely, perhaps second-class planetary level.”

“But even an Elemental Spirit body would have issues constantly holding that much Mana. So I modified my own body, resulting in near-limitless proliferating magic circuits.”

The circuits behind Naoki extended nearly a thousand meters, continuing to multiply outward—like a giant tree growing behind him, stretching endlessly into the sky. Its branches even covered the entire heavens!

Then—

*SNAP!*

With Naoki’s finger snap, the sky-covering giant tree vanished—as if retracted into his body, shrinking into a single beam and merging with him.

Naoki laughed: “Now you should understand, right?”

“Over these two thousand four hundred years, to master this Mana, I evolved into a different dimension from you. And after mastering it, I reached a level in Magecraft you can’t catch up to now.”

*SNAP!*

Naoki snapped again. Giant Displacement Magecraft gates appeared above everyone.

“Where do you think the other ends of these gates connect?”

“Don’t tell me—outer space?”

“Correct.”

Like a conductor swinging a baton, Naoki waved his finger downward.

The next second—

*CRASH!* *CRASH!* *CRASH!*

A massive meteorite fell through the space gate amid violent spatial tremors!

The four’s eyes changed instantly!

“I’ve got it!”

“W-wait, Rei!”

Without hesitation—amid Arcueid’s shout—Rei mounted her nearby Wyvern and shot skyward at full speed.

*⚡⚡⚡⚡!*

Brutal lightning flared wildly around her. As if gathering power, countless bolts converged on the Oodachi sheathed in her armored sleeves!

Like Iaijutsu?

Using electromagnetism to unsheathe the blade instantly, producing a lightning sword slash.

*BOOM!*

Lightning plasma exploded!

Amid deafening thunder, Rei—facing the falling meteorite—drew her lightning-charged sword with all her might!

Sky-soaring purple lightning seemed to tear and split the heavens!

One strike cleaved the meteorite in two—including the sky! And with the lightning’s rampage, the split meteorite shattered further mid-fall! Until it completely vanished in the air without residue!

Rei destroyed the meteorite.

*BOOM!*

Riding the giant red dragon below, she landed amid fierce winds.

Rei—showing little change—looked at her lord: “Is this the limit of Magecraft you reached in two thousand four hundred years? Lord, it seems Rei alone can bring you back.”

*👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻!*

Naoki clapped with a smile.

“Beautiful slash. Reminds me of many things. Since all Pan-Human History memories are empty shells to me—I selectively hide anything unnecessary. But your attack reminded me of something long ago.”

“Lord, can you explain to us? The reason you won’t return to Pan-Human History.” Rei asked. “Thinking about it, we don’t have to fight. If you can’t return because of something to do in this Lostbelt, we can help finish it together.”

“Hm, good proposal.” Naoki laughed. “But I refuse. Just a few of you isn’t enough for me to accept cooperation. Indeed… At least have all seven billion in Pan-Human History sign a guarantee first, then talk.”

“After all, this is a matter between our Lostbelt and your Pan-Human History—between two Worlds. Deciding something this important with just our talk is too arbitrary, right?”

Needing all humanity’s approval for peaceful cooperation?

(No, this isn’t a cooperation prerequisite—it’s… whatever he plans to do will definitely face rejection from all humanity.)

Realizing this, Aoko sighed heavily: “Seems what you’ll do isn’t good for Pan-Human History… Then forgive us—we must stop you here, Naoki.”

“Stop you, defeat you, then bring you back to Pan-Human History.”

“Hm, fine—if you can.” Naoki released his hands. “By the way, how many more times do you think I can use that attack?”

“Eh?”

“The answer is five hundred sixty-nine times.”

Naoki answered himself: “A legacy I made about eighteen hundred years ago. The surface got boring, so I went to space, then displaced massive meteorites into satellite orbit—ready to launch anytime.”

“More accurately, Celestial Magecraft: Meteorite?”

“Come—let me test how many times you can withstand this before truly falling.”

*BOOM!*

As Naoki finished, another meteorite fell!

-

Title: Fire on the Battlefield of Love!

While Aoko and the others withstood the meteor barrage in Naoki’s manifested world.

Inside the ruined city of Camelot.

【No good—I can’t contact Aoko or the others at all.】

Merry’s slightly anxious voice reached everyone’s ears.

【Neither communication nor positioning works; I can’t detect anything. There must be a Boundary Field isolating detection, or our tech simply isn’t enough.】

“That means they can only rely on themselves?”

Touko took a drag on her cigarette: “So what do we do next? Wait here? Or take down the Fairy Knights and Queen Morgan?”

Originally, the plan to face the Fairy Knights and Queen Morgan was made assuming they’d block the effort to retrieve Naoki. But now that Naoki had started operations, the plan for the other three became irrelevant—

“Pan-Human History people truly lack manners.”

A voice cut through everyone’s thoughts.

Looking toward the source, three figures had appeared at the end of Camelot’s ruined main street.

They were three figures Merry knew very well.

After all, she was the only one present who knew the true situation of this Lostbelt. Upon seeing them, she instantly recognized who they were.

“Breaking into our King’s Castle without greeting, then preparing to leave without notice. What a bunch of shameless foxes. Are these the rude types Naoki from Pan-Human History liked?”

The familiar voice startled Artoria and Mordred, who then showed tense expressions.

“This voice is…”

“Mother…”

*CLANG!*

Leaning on her staff, Morgan appeared before everyone.

Everyone there had met Morgan before, but compared to previous encounters, this Morgan was far colder—almost indifferent. The moment they met, the impression of an Iceberg instantly rooted in everyone’s minds.

(She is… Lostbelt Lady Morgan?)

In Mash’s memory, during the Uruk period interactions, Morgan should have been quite cheerful. Though sometimes cold, most of the time she was like a slightly mischievous big sister next door.

But now, all she felt was overwhelming Rejection.

Her gaze swept over everyone, led by Ritsuka. Morgan paused briefly, then ordered the two behind her: “Lancelot, Gawain—hearken my command. Capture all intruders and throw them in prison.”

“Yes!”

“Understood!”

Melusine and Barghest answered in unison as Morgan’s voice fell, and then—

*WHOOSH!*

Like a meteor, Melusine—whose speed instantly surged to supersonic—arrived right in front of Ritsuka!

On the way here, Melusine and Barghest had already heard from Morgan about Naoki’s lovers from Pan-Human History.

Since in the memories Morgan received from her Pan-Human History self, information about them was among the most important, even after two thousand four hundred years, Morgan still remembered clearly.

They were her husband’s fiancées, people who experienced many events with him, were saved by him, and fell in love with him. Moths drawn to his light.

Morgan greatly admired and understood their feelings in coming all the way to the Lostbelt just to bring Naoki back. But in the end, they were just a group of losers abandoned by Naoki along with past memories and the Holy Sword. And now they shamelessly returned to try reclaiming their lover…

Two thousand four hundred years too late!

And now, in the information Morgan conveyed to Melusine and Barghest, besides the four fighting Naoki, only three needed special attention.

One was Artoria, one was Angelica, and the last was Ritsuka.

(Take out the weakest human Master first. That’ll cripple their defense—Got it!)

Beautiful lake light shone from Melusine’s hands.

Noble Phantasm manifested—Innocence Arondight!

A light sword purified from the Albion Dragon’s shell. The only Noble Phantasm Melusine could use while bearing Lancelot’s shell. Don’t mention a human—even a mountain wouldn’t be hard for her to cut.

*CLANG!*

Yet the supersonic strike didn’t sever Ritsuka’s head, because before that, a round shield blocked the sudden attack!

(Missed? Though not at top speed, she could react.)

Melusine eyed the round shield blocking her fairy sword, and Mash holding it.

“I know you. Demi-Servant inheriting Galahad’s power from Pan-Human History, Mash Kyrielight.”

“Ugh… You are—”

“Lancelot.” Melusine said heavily. “Fairy Knight Lancelot, true name Melusine, remnant of Albion Dragon—”

*BOOM!*

Sudden flames from the side cut off Melusine’s words!

“Why introduce yourself mid-fight! That’s supposed to be said before attacking! Flat-chested little girl!”

Jeanne Alter—summoned by Gray at some point!

Swinging her black dragon banner, Jeanne Alter ignited raging flames of wrath, turning them into a wave of fury surging toward Melusine locked in strength with Mash!

*BANG!*

A flaming giant sword shattered Jeanne Alter’s flames.

Supporting her massive sword before Jeanne Alter, Barghest held it seriously: “Leave her to me, Dragon Witch. Interrupting others’ fights isn’t good. Fellow fire warriors—let’s fight properly.”

“Mind your own business, Barghest.” Melusine sneered, kicking the round shield hard, sending Mash and Ritsuka flying back. “I can handle them all myself.”

“This is also Her Majesty Morgan’s order.”

“Ugh… Fine.”

Melusine glanced at Ritsuka and Mash now surrounding her, plus Atalanta and Angelica standing farther back ready to support, then sighed: “Her Majesty didn’t say dead or alive. Since they’re Naoki’s old companions, better hold back a little.”

“At least break all their arms and legs first—You be careful not to burn them to death, Barghest.”

“Of course.”

-

Title: The Correct Way to Use Melusine*

The power of the Lostbelt and Pan-Human History had no comparison.

This didn’t mean the Lostbelt was necessarily stronger than Pan-Human History. In previous Lostbelts, Ritsuka and Mash had faced enemies with power nearly equal to Singularities.

But this Britain Lostbelt was different.

Under Naoki’s influence, Melusine and Barghest—the two opponents who would originally trouble Chaldea—were now far, far stronger than before!

*CLANG!* *CLANG!* *CLANG!*

The fairy sword Arondight slashed at the Round Table Shield with unimaginable speed.

Not only was her movement speed blindingly fast, Melusine’s attack speed left Mash no chance to counter—she could only passively endure the near-endless barrage!

“A fine shield. Is this the weapon of my child from Pan-Human History?”

Melusine recalled info on Galahad and Mash.

A defense that never breaks as long as the user’s will holds—truly worthy of the name. She’d slashed hundreds of times, yet left not a scratch.

Note: each strike equaled a Noble Phantasm. Until now, no being had survived her cuts unscathed.

(Hmm, if Naoki and I had a child, would they have a shield like this? Or should I make one from my bones or shell? But first, I need to deal with Aesc—she stole the wife position. So annoying.)

Melusine pondered very Lancelot-like thoughts while overwhelming Mash.

She wasn’t serious.

It was still morning. Her energy was sleepy. Unilaterally suppressing Mash was already her maximum effort. She was so drowsy she didn’t want to bother attacking from the sides.

And as the one directly receiving Melusine’s attacks, Mash’s feelings were nearly the opposite.

(So fast… and strong. Every strike feels like it’ll pierce the shield… My arms hurt so much…)

Though the shield blocked each blow, Mash’s arms still absorbed the direct impact. A dozen Noble Phantasm-level strikes were manageable, but dozens to hundreds piled up—even Mash was overwhelmed!

Moreover, with accumulating impacts, her body was gradually pushed back by Melusine. She’d retreated over a dozen meters from her starting position.

(If this continues… I’ll fall first—)

*CLANG!*

Suddenly, the strongest slash yet struck the shield. The abrupt force sent Mash flying backward, spinning twice in the air before landing.

But just as Mash quickly rose to face the next attack, Melusine shook her hands: “No good… So tiring. My wrists hurt after hitting a wooden post thousands of times in a row. I’ll have Naoki massage them properly later.”

(Her wrists hurt? Meaning she can’t attack for a bit?!)

“Mash!”

“Ready!”

Seizing the rare chance, Ritsuka immediately cast strengthening magic on Mash. With physical abilities boosted a level, Mash charged Melusine, leaped high, and slammed the round shield with full force!

*CLANG!*

Blocking the shield mid-air with her fairy sword’s scabbard, Melusine sighed resignedly: “Let me rest a bit.”

“Sorry, no—Miss Ayaka!”

“On it!”

Farther from Ritsuka, Ayaka—who’d been waiting—donned a fiery haori, hair blazing red, raised her high-heeled shoes (worn at some point), and stomped the ground!

The earth under Melusine suddenly glowed red-hot, then like a volcanic eruption—

*CRASH!*

A scorching fire pillar erupted from below, engulfing Melusine entirely! Then Ayaka’s appearance shifted—fire to ice. She clenched her fist toward the pillar!

*CRACK!*

The blazing pillar instantly became a solid ice pillar, freezing Melusine tightly inside!

(Good, this’ll hold her temporarily. Now for Fairy Knight Gawain.)

Just as Ayaka thought this—

*CRACK!*

The ice pillar suddenly cracked from the center.

Amid dizzying sword flashes, the entire pillar shattered into countless ice fragments. The next moment, Melusine burst out and appeared before Ayaka!

*BAM!*

A single punch landed in Ayaka’s stomach, hurling her into a nearby house, crashing through several walls.

Melusine—still covered in ice shards—quickly shook her head and hair, rubbing her hands: “So cold… So sleepy… Waking up early is torture enough, now fighting with ice. I really want to sleep in Naoki’s blanket now.”

*BAM!*

At that moment, a magic bullet flew straight at Melusine’s head from afar! Startled, she tilted her head to dodge! Glancing toward the source: “Your Majesty, watch stray bullets. Nearly hit me.”

“Really? My apologies, Lancelot. I sensed impure aura from you just now. Thought a Mors appeared, so I attacked reflexively.”

(Ugh… This is definitely because she heard my muttering earlier, right?)

“More importantly, get serious, Lancelot. Depending on your performance, another threesome sleep might be possible.”

*BOOM!*

Instantly, Mash and Ritsuka felt Mana fountain from Melusine’s body. Faint dragon roars echoed in their ears!

Then—

“ROAR——!”

Unlike her earlier drowsy, half-asleep look, Melusine showed extreme seriousness. Fairy sword Arondight unsheathed from both arms—amid deafening dragon roars, Mash and Ritsuka were instantly surrounded by dense blue light ribbons!

Like a giant dragon coiling around them.

Then, within the ribbons—countless meteor showers rained inward!

*CLANG!* *CLANG!* *CLANG!* *CLANG!* *CLANG!* *CLANG!*

Melusine unleashed an all-directional storm attack on them both!

(For some reason, though I don’t know why… even though it’s morning, I’m suddenly super energized!)