To Become a King and a Magician 836-840

Title: Rice with Gravy

There was a feeling of returning to childhood.

Artoria, inside one of the Gardens, thought this.

This wasn’t her first time in a Garden. When she was young—roughly between ages six or seven and thirteen or fourteen—she often entered the Garden occasionally for various reasons.

The most common reason was issues with her Magecraft lessons.

After her seventh birthday, Naoki and Morgan began teaching her Magecraft. Though both said there was nothing more Artoria needed to do in this Britain, for various considerations and precautions, they still decided to teach her Magecraft.

Elemental Conversion, Summoning, Displacement mastered by Naoki, plus the four main Magecraft systems mastered by Morgan: Mirror, Tower, Garden, and Coffin… Though not all were learned, Artoria was still forced to study most of the Magecraft from both within permitted limits.

Not just in quantity, but in effect.

Unlike the gifted Morgan, Artoria—though also a Fairy of Paradise—had unremarkable Magecraft talent, and her Mana quantity was below average among fairies. In such conditions, the difficulty Artoria faced in learning Magecraft was imaginable. Failure was routine, plus her slightly slow mind—some things needed teaching three or four times.

As a result, she often angered her parents in teacher mode, then was exiled into the Garden by Morgan for reflection.

This life continued until two years ago. Only after desperately passing the Magecraft exam both gave her did she end the occasional confinement in the Garden as punishment.

“It’s been a while since I was here—I’m actually a bit nostalgic…”

Artoria sighed.

As she sighed, a Displacement Magecraft door suddenly appeared in the previously empty Garden.

【Come out; your confinement time is over.】

Hearing the voice from the other side, Artoria realized she had unknowingly spent a full week inside the Garden. The Garden not only served as a restraint and prison but also affected the prisoner’s time perception.

Artoria felt she had only spent about two or three days inside.

Passing through the Displacement Magecraft, Artoria left the Garden and immediately—

*PLUNG!*

Her entire body fell straight into a bathtub of hot water.

The bathroom?

“How long are you going to stand there dazed, Artoria?”

“Uhiii~~~!”

The sudden voice from behind made Artoria jolt, then fearfully look back. At the bathtub’s edge, her nominal mother leaned there, soaking in the hot water with great enjoyment.

“Eh… Mother…”

Artoria looked at Morgan with slight awkwardness.

“W-why are you bathing… By the way, why was the Garden exit in the bathroom?”

Morgan glanced at Artoria gently: “This is the morning of the eighth day since you returned. After sharing a bed with your father all night, it’s natural to need cleaning.”

“Ah… R-right… You two are always so romantic.”

Morgan’s explanation made Artoria blush slightly.

Artoria knew quite well about her adoptive parents’ private life. Though married over two thousand years, they were still like newlyweds—their feelings hadn’t faded at all!

However, since Fairies and Elemental Spirits couldn’t have biological children normally like humans, they still had no blood child to this day. Their actions were purely to replenish each other’s Mana.

“Rather than that, how long will you stand in front of me looking so unsightly, Artoria?” Morgan said in a heavy voice. “Go outside, remove your wet clothes, then come back and bathe properly. After that, join us at the dining table and report everything you did during your ten-day runaway—one by one.”

“Yes, I understand, Mother.”

After answering, Artoria stood, dragging her wet clothes and body outside, removed everything, and returned to the bathroom wearing only a towel. She sat beside Morgan.

The moment she sat, Morgan asked: “What were your impressions after traveling?”

“Eh… Pretty… good?”

Artoria said with slight hesitation.

“Because midway I was constantly chased by Barghest, so basically no good experiences. After escaping, I got lost in the forest. If not found by someone from the Earth Clan wearing black armor, I might still be in the forest.”

“Oh? Earth Clan wearing black armor?”

Morgan grew slightly interested.

Naoki’s surveillance Magecraft was shared with her, so she knew where Artoria went. The Earth Clan fairy who helped her was also known to her and Naoki.

Black Knight Ector.

An old friend from thousands of years ago, a friend who parted with them two thousand four hundred years ago.

“So that fairy told you about the Holy Sword on the Boundary Isle?”

“Ah… Yes, that’s right.” Artoria nodded. “After I told him some things about myself, he suggested I go to the Boundary Isle… But before I could get the Holy Sword, I was already captured by Barghest.”

“Your father and I have certainly warned you not to go to that island. Why didn’t you obey?” Morgan’s voice grew demanding. “This time is forgiven—don’t let it happen again. You may go anywhere in Britain, but only that island—you must not approach. Understood?”

“……”

“Your answer?”

“I understand,” Artoria answered with slight reluctance. She believed Naoki and Morgan forbade her from approaching the Boundary Isle for her own good, but they never gave the exact reason. This frustrated her quite a bit.

“Oh, Mother, there’s one more thing. I met two people on the Boundary Isle who weren’t the Guardian.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash.

They were the first pure humans Artoria had ever met—the first true humans she encountered.

“Barghest injured them; I don’t know their condition after…”

“That’s not something you need to worry about.”

Morgan rose from the water, revealing a figure that made Artoria envious.

“Though they survived Gawain’s attack then and healed during this time, from now on they won’t be able to leave the Boundary Isle. They can only be trapped there.”

“Eh? What do you—”

“After bathing, hurry out. Breakfast is ready. After breakfast, catch up on all the lessons you missed while running away. I’ll supervise you.”

“!”

Artoria, who had been worrying about Ritsuka and Mash’s safety, instantly tensed.

Now it was time to worry about her own safety!

(Directly supervised study sessions by Mother… I’m done for! That could really kill me!)

-

Title: Looking for an Opponent for You

One week after Ritsuka and Mash arrived in the Lostbelt.

At the highest point of Boundary Isle Orkney.

In the ruins of the church that once stood there.

*SHUA!*

Accompanied by the flash symbolizing Rayshift, over a dozen people suddenly flooded the small church that had previously contained only three!

“Yo-ho! We’re here!”

Mordred, whose childish nature hadn’t changed after years, shouted first.

As a native born in Britain, upon arriving in this Lostbelt, she felt a certain familiarity. Though it was a Lostbelt, Britain was still Britain—the birthplace and legend of the Knights of the Round Table.

Artoria felt the same. Only, compared to Mordred, she was far calmer.

While the others began looking around curiously—since nearly everyone present was visiting a Lostbelt for the first time—it was impossible not to be intrigued, especially in this Lostbelt version of Britain, a world ruled by Naoki for two thousand four hundred years.

However…

“You won’t see anything here, you know.”

Naoki Number Two, shouldering the Holy Sword, drew everyone’s attention with those words. “This place is far from Naoki’s domain. No fairies or humans. It’s the only neglected island unchanged for two thousand four hundred years. You won’t see any signs related to Naoki here. If you want to see, wait until we cross the strait and reach the British Isles.”

“You’re the duplicate separated by Naoki.” Aoko looked at Naoki Number Two. “You really resemble the original.”

“There’s a huge difference. At least in power, I’m not even a thousandth of the original. I’m very weak,” Naoki Number Two laughed.

“So, though I understand your feelings, please listen to my general explanation first. Though I think you all know, I still want to explain our objective and operation plan this time.”

Operation Plan.

Hearing Naoki Number Two say this, the women present—thirty, forty, even fifty years old—all fell silent for a moment, ready to listen.

Naoki Number Two cleared his throat: “First… Arcueid, can you make a whiteboard with Imaginary Manifestation? I can’t use it now.”

*PLAK!*

A whiteboard and a box of chalk dropped together in front of Naoki Number Two.

“Thank you—Alright, first let’s talk about our objective this time, which is undoubtedly to bring back the original who has become the Fairy King.”

Naoki Number Two wrote Bring Back Naoki on the board.

“To achieve this, battles between us and the original, plus the two Fairy Knights and even Queen Morgan, are unavoidable. Regarding the combat strength of these four, I think Merry has already conveyed it, right?”

Naoki with power above Beast, Morgan the god-level Magus who studied Holy Lance Rhongomyniad as Magecraft, Melusine the strongest dragon born from Albion Dragon remnants, and Barghest with the black dog legend and Gawain.

Though there were over a dozen people here, the estimated combat power was only enough to face them separately?

“Then, what about the operation plan?” Rei asked. “No, more precisely, how will the personnel be divided for combat, right?”

“Yes.”

Naoki Number Two nodded and divided the whiteboard into four sections.

“First, the people to face the original Naoki. Arcueid, Rei, and Aoko—the strongest in combat power—are definite. If not you three, I don’t think you could even buy time against the original.”

True Ancestor equivalent to Naoki, the highest-standard Homunculus created by Naoki himself, plus the Fifth Magician—these three were generally recognized as the main force this time.

“Additionally, there’s Okita.”

Okita was slightly surprised when her name was called, then realized: “Because of my Alter mode?”

Alter Okita Souji—Majin Souji.

Originally a Servant adjusted for the final battle with a one-time flash, now she could switch freely depending on the situation. No, it should be that Okita had been in form for ten years; her true form was Majin Souji, she just usually acted as Okita.

Temporarily release the surface Spirit Origin and replace it with the inner one to become Majin Souji.

Like Ultraman changing forms.

“Then, personnel to face Morgan.”

“For Morgan, let me and Mordred step forward.” Artoria volunteered. “After all, she’s my sister and Mordred’s mother. We’re the most suitable to fight her.”

“My opinion’s the same as Mother’s,” Mordred laughed.

Gray also raised her hand: “Then, allow me to join… Miss Alter and I can help; after all, I have some connection to Sister Morgan too.”

Unlike the high-level fight against Naoki, the Morgan team seemed like a grudge match in various senses. Everyone there had deep ties to Morgan.

Though winning chances weren’t high, considering Artoria held Avalon, they shouldn’t lose. Even if they couldn’t defeat Morgan, holding her off should be fine. Worst case, give her the sleeping Naoki’s Holy Sword here to boost combat power.

The two most important sections were temporarily handled. As for the remaining Melusine and Barghest…

Naoki Number Two was silent for a long time, then sighed softly: “Melusine… leave her to Angelica, Ritsuka, and Mash.”

Melusine was one of two who could fly across all Britain. To fight her, flyers were needed. In this case, Angelica was essential. With the flying ship Vimana from Gate of Babylon, Angelica would engage Melusine in high-speed aerial combat. For close quarters, Mash would be the core, with Angelica supporting.

The enemy was Fairy Knight Lancelot—perfect for Galahad and Gilgamesh to face.

As for the last, Barghest—

“It can only be left to me, Touko-san, Ciel, and Atalanta, right?” Ayaka said with a somewhat serious expression.

With this, all personnel were divided. At least the minimum combat requirements for each side were met. But honestly, Naoki Number Two felt more anxious with this grouping.

The fulfilled power was only the bare minimum. If battle truly started, it would likely be losses across all lines. This was clearly visible.

Especially the Barghest personnel combination—defeat was almost certain. In pure strength, Barghest was the fourth strongest individual in all Britain, even stronger than the aged Wryneck.

Though aged, Wryneck was still a powerful True Ancestor, a planetary cooling organ. As one of the few fairies in Britain siding with the Fairy King, if he knew the situation, he would surely intervene.

After all, Wryneck, Naoki, and Morgan had known each other for thousands of years. Moreover, Wryneck was a fairy pursuing truth over personal pleasure. Thus, if the Fairy King—who had saved Britain multiple times—was attacked, he would act.

So in reality, though everyone had gathered, the combat power here was still vastly insufficient.

“I have a question.”

Aoko raised her hand now.

“This thing should count as combat power too, right?”

As she spoke, she opened her palm, showing the ten Solomon rings to everyone.

“Beast I, that is, Goetia restored as the Human Order Incineration Ritual, is inside now. It might not fight Naoki, but against the others—like the Fairy Knights and Morgan… I think it’s possible, right?”

“The issue is who will temporarily control it.”

Naoki Number Two: “……”

(If there’s such overwhelming combat power, why didn’t you say it earlier!)

-

Title: The Missing Egg

Goetia.

The Human Order Incineration Ritual created by Solomon—a self-aware Magecraft system to advance the true principle.

Its combat power was undoubtedly the strongest among everyone present.

Even Arcueid, if forced to fight Goetia head-on, would likely be at a disadvantage. After all, Goetia wasn’t just one individual but the collective of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars, capable of summoning them at any time.

If it could become usable combat power for their side, the most critical combat shortage would be completely resolved. Goetia could exert absolute pressure on anyone except Naoki!

Remember, this Goetia still had a Beast-equivalent Spirit Origin!

Though thoroughly infiltrated by Naoki from start to finish and turned into a slave that only followed Naoki’s orders, the Spirit Origin’s power itself wouldn’t change.

And after everyone tried it one by one…

【—Then, I’ll leave it to you, Ritsuka-chan.】

Far away in Chaldea, Merry smiled as she looked at Ritsuka—whose ten fingers now wore the rings.

【Use the ten rings and Goetia in your hands well, and bring down the strongest dragon from the sky!】

“Ugh~~~~~”

Ritsuka still felt dizzy even now. She originally thought she was the least likely to be chosen, but unexpectedly, she ended up selected by Goetia as the temporary commander.

It was like an ordinary high school student suddenly appointed president of a country—not a windfall, but a disaster!

“I-I’ll… do my best…”

In the end, Ritsuka could only force herself to cheer up, smile, and nod.

With that—

“Since Ritsuka has Goetia, Angelica—who was originally scheduled to fight Melusine—will fight Barghest,” Naoki Number Two said. “This way, the battles against the two Fairy Knights should become the ones with the highest winning chances for us.”

“And after the Fairy Knight battles end, those still able to move can assist those fighting Morgan and the original Naoki—but Ritsuka must not join.”

If Ritsuka faced Naoki with the ten rings and Goetia, the rings and Goetia might be seized immediately, making the already overwhelmingly strong Naoki even stronger.

Facing two Beast-level enemies simultaneously—even Arcueid and the others would be crushed.

“I understand.”

“I’ll fight with you, Master.”

Mash grasped Ritsuka’s still-very-nervous hand.

Then…

“So, since all arrangements are done, we should prepare to head to the British Isles, right?” Arcueid said. “Do you want me to use Imaginary Manifestation to freeze the sea layer so we can cross?”

Boundary Isle and the British Isles had no connection. The only travel method was by boat. But preparing a boat to carry everyone was impossible now. Practically, they could only rely on Arcueid or Angelica.

However, Naoki Number Two shook his head: “No, crossing the sea isn’t possible. If my guess is right, the other side of the sea is already filled with enemies in position. Gawain, who came here a week ago, must have informed the original Naoki about us.”

Barghest was a loyal knight. If Naoki asked, she would definitely report Ritsuka and Mash’s arrival at Orkney. From there, Naoki could surely deduce they would cross the strait to the British Isles.

If it were Naoki Number Two himself, he would think of this possibility too.

So now, across the sea, the King’s Clan closest to this location must have set up multiple defense lines, waiting for them to cross. Though with the combat power here, breaking through the King’s Clan defenses wouldn’t be hard, it would give Camelot time to react.

And on the other hand—

“The entire sky of Britain, except Orkney, is under surveillance Magecraft. The moment we set foot on Britain, the original Naoki will know immediately. And the current him can use Imaginary Manifestation anywhere on the British Isles.”

Meaning, Magecraft casting range covered the entire island, with zero cooldown. Ultimate techniques like Moon Fall could be launched without limit.

If they crossed the sea and landed normally, they’d likely be annihilated in an instant.

So now, they had to take another landing method.

A way to land without breaching the King’s Clan defenses and without detection by surveillance Magecraft.

“I’ll do it.”

Naoki Number Two said.

“I lied a bit earlier. In terms of power, I’m not completely powerless—Over two thousand four hundred years, I’ve been accumulating Mana, and this amount is enough for me to use Displacement Magecraft to send us all directly to Camelot, the King’s Castle.”

“!!”

Naoki Number Two’s words shocked everyone present.

Teleport directly from Orkney to Camelot in central Britain—and all of them?!

“You really know how to save up, huh…” That was all Aoko could say. “With this much Mana, you’re combat power yourself, right?”

“No, this time I’ll use all my Mana to send us. After all, Camelot isn’t easy to breach. It has several top-tier Boundary Fields that greatly obstruct Displacement Magecraft. Using all Mana is just in case.”

As he spoke, brilliant silver light began shining under Naoki Number Two’s feet. Countless silver prism light points appeared under everyone’s feet.

“Then, let’s go.”

“Oh!”

◆━⊰✧⊱━◆

Pan-Human History.

Inside Avalon Tower, Inner Sea of the Stars.

【The battle there should have started by now.】

“Yes, that’s right—But, are you sure you don’t need to help, Roman?” Merlin smiled at Roman watching his live feed. “Even without power now, watching until the end would be good, right?”

【No, I won’t go there. They don’t need my help at all. Instead, there’s one thing I want to confirm with you.】

“Hm? What is it?”

【The black egg Natsukawa brought from the Sixth Singularity, representing Vortigern—is it still with you now?】

“……”

Merlin didn’t answer but placed a sheet of paper in front of the camera for Roman to see.

It was a note signed by Morgan, reading: “I’ve taken the Vortigern Egg.”

【……】

“That’s how it is. It’s been taken by someone who’s been acting freely for a long time.”

【Why didn’t you say so!】

Merlin smiled and waved: “Hahaha, it’s fine, Roman-kun. I think the egg has been brought to the Lostbelt. Whatever impact it has there won’t affect our Pan-Human History, so letting it be is okay.”

【Logically, that’s true…】

Roman slightly frowned.

Even so, Merlin’s words made sense, but Roman always had a bad feeling.

That egg… Why did Morgan take it?

-

Title: Everything Has Become Better

The King’s Castle, Camelot.

In the dining hall manifested by Naoki, mimicking the image from his empty memories.

Naoki, Morgan, Artoria, and the three Fairy Knights were now gathered here for breakfast.

The entire Camelot had no outsiders. From its founding two thousand four hundred years ago until now, no fairy besides these six had ever entered.

It started with Naoki, Morgan, and Melusine; then Baobhan Sith joined, followed by Barghest, and finally Artoria.

In the vast Camelot, only these six resided.

“Ugh… Naoki… feed me…”

Sitting on Naoki’s lap, Melusine tugged at his sleeve like a child not fully awake.

Melusine was the strongest dragon, yet despite being the strongest, she had one flaw that couldn’t quite be called a weakness: extreme difficulty waking up in the morning. For two thousand four hundred years, nearly every morning Naoki or Morgan had to wake her.

And even after waking, she would only eat breakfast if Naoki fed her.

Though it had been so long since Naoki saved her, and she herself had changed much, the one thing unchanged was her dependence on Naoki.

Watching her father feed Melusine, Baobhan Sith unconsciously bit down hard on the spoon in her mouth.

“Grummmph! Father… I want to be fed like that too… It’s too unfair that only Big Sis Melusine gets treated that way…”

“Tristan, calm down a little.”

Barghest softly reminded Baobhan Sith: “Her Majesty Morgan is here.”

“It’s fine, Barghest.” Morgan, seated beside Naoki and eating calmly, answered flatly. “Harmony between father and daughters is very important for a family. Baobhan Sith need not hide her thoughts.”

“Thank you! Mother!”

Hearing Morgan approve, Baobhan Sith’s eyes sparkled. Her gaze toward Naoki grew more aggressive, and sensing this, Melusine on Naoki’s lap immediately shot Baobhan Sith an even sharper, more hostile glare!

“This spot is mine at this time. Even Baobhan can’t have it,” Melusine patted Naoki’s thigh, shifted slightly as if adjusting her seat, and stopped only after ensuring she was in the most comfortable position.

“Eh~~~ Big Sis, give me a little space. Father wouldn’t mind, right?”

“Well… Feeding you is fine, but sitting on my lap—no.”

Naoki said while tearing a piece of bread from in front of him, dipping it lightly in jam, and feeding it to Baobhan Sith.

“Ugh~~~~ Thank you! Father! One more!”

“Another? Don’t you have the same portion in front of you?”

“The one Father feeds me is way tastier!”

Baobhan Sith emphasized hopefully. Naoki could only sigh and feed her again.

Across from Barghest, Artoria—who was also quietly eating breakfast—unconsciously glanced at the milk-dipped bread in front of her.

“Hm? Your Highness Lia, do you want to be fed by His Majesty too?”

“Uweeh?”

Called out by Barghest, Artoria yelped with a flushed face. Then the others turned toward her in the corner.

“Eh… N-no. I’m not Big Sis Baobhan or Big Sis Melusine. I have hands; I can eat by myself.”

“Why say it like I don’t have hands?” Baobhan Sith pretended to pout. “Lia, you’d know how good it feels to be fed by Father if you tried.”

Artoria turned away slightly embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed faintly: “That… When I was little, Father and Mother fed me every day. Honestly, if fed again now… it’s kinda embarrassing, feels like I’m still a kid.”

“Ah, yeah, understandable,” Melusine nodded. “After all, age-wise compared to Naoki, Lia is basically a baby.”

Naoki was 2455 years old; Artoria was only 16. Converted, Artoria wasn’t even a newborn yet.

“That means Your Highness Lia is actually still at the age to be fed and raised by His Majesty, right?”

“Uweeh? Barghest, what are you saying! I don’t need feeding! Childhood aside, I’m grown up now!”

While protesting, Artoria puffed out her chest, instantly freezing Baobhan Sith and Melusine’s expressions.

(Damn, if only my body wasn’t fixed…)

(Lia’s grown this much without noticing. So fairies really can’t grow, truly…)

Seeing the Fairy of Paradise who could grow over time, a uniform surge of envy rose in both their hearts.

Watching the scene before him, Naoki’s expression and gaze softened.

Though he had few real feelings toward his memories—and knew they were just empty shells—compared to the relationships he knew from those memories, the current situation was undoubtedly far better.

Artoria and Baobhan Sith were close sisters, Barghest no longer had to devour lovers repeatedly because he kept her, Melusine wasn’t toyed with by Aurora of the Wind Clan, and Morgan was no longer alone bearing everything… Compared to the prototypes in his memories, the current state was, for Naoki, far, far better.

This beautiful state—

(In the end, do I have to destroy it with my own hands… It’s a bit regrettable.)

Naoki still harbored slight doubt about the goal always in his heart.

Right then, in the real-time feed captured by the surveillance Magecraft he controlled across all Britain, a sudden event occurred that mildly surprised him.

(This… Hehe, they’ve finally come. The first meeting after two thousand four hundred years.)

(My past self, and—my past.)


-

Title: When Moon Fall Becomes a Basic Attack

The super-long-range Displacement Magecraft executed flawlessly.

Aoko and the others only felt their bodies lighten like cotton, the scenery around them spinning. After one or two seconds of awareness, the surroundings had shifted from the perpetually snow-covered Boundary Isle Orkney to a street flanked by magnificent buildings.

“This is inside Camelot, the King’s Castle?”

Mordred looked around, her brows slightly furrowed: “Why does it feel like déjà vu? Like I’ve seen it somewhere before?”

“White Dragon Castle in the Sixth Singularity,” Gray said. “Though there are slight differences, overall it’s very similar to the White Dragon Castle we saw in that Singularity.”

As Gray said, the entire layout of Camelot closely resembled the White Dragon Castle from that Singularity. After her reminder, Artoria and Mordred also recalled the events.

“Meaning Master recreated a city from his memories in this Singularity and built it?”

“Not built.”

Arcueid reached out and tapped the wall of a nearby building: “This is the result of Imaginary Manifestation. I can sense it—the entire Camelot was created by Naoki using Imaginary Manifestation.”

This wasn’t impossible. If Arcueid did it, with a little time, she could do the exact same. After all, she often manifested Brunestud Castle to sleep in. With all limits released, she’d need only one night to manifest an entire city in the mountains.

And if it were Naoki… Honestly, Arcueid felt Naoki wasn’t even serious. Otherwise, with his current power, Camelot’s scale should be two or three times larger.

Without dwelling on Imaginary Manifestation, Aoko and the others surveyed the area.

“But… it’s so quiet here. No one at all?” Ayaka peered into a building through a window, slightly puzzled. “Big Sister, can your radar sense the surroundings?”

“Yes, there really is no one.” Rei said.

“Within my detection range, all of Camelot has no life reactions besides us. It’s a completely empty city.”

“An empty city… but this is the King’s Castle? An empty city?” Ritsuka frowned. “Then isn’t this city just a model? Manager Naoki Number Two, do you know about this?”

Naoki Number Two nodded at the question: “Ah… yes, I do. Actually, the reason this is an empty city is simple—purely because it’s unnecessary.”

“Unnecessary?”

“The Fairy King doesn’t need commoners. Since Camelot was established overnight two thousand years ago until now, only six fairies have qualified to set foot here. Other fairies are absolutely forbidden—even Clan Leaders. All messages the Fairy King sends outward are via Fairy King Magecraft.”

Like the surveillance Magecraft covering all Britain, Naoki could use Britain-wide communication Magecraft to issue orders to various fairy clans.

And it was one-way.

Since the Fairy Age began, the Fairy King only issued unilateral orders—never listening to fairy or human opinions.

“Truly tyrannical behavior.”

Artoria, once a king herself, couldn’t help exclaiming: “Then, Rei, can you sense where Master is? We’ll defeat him and bring him back to Pan-Human History, right?”

“No… I don’t think we need to search.”

Rei shook her head, looking up at the sky.

“The Lord has come.”

*BUZZ!*

As Rei’s words fell, a massive magic circle appeared in the sky above them. Then, within it, red light points ignited one by one—

【Super-strong Mana reaction detected!】

Merry’s voice came from Ritsuka’s wrist.

【At one hundred meters above you—two hundred… three hundred… no, already five hundred—at least five hundred Mana clusters have appeared, each with power equivalent to about three times Noble Phantasm Tama (Atalanta)!】

“How many years have I said—don’t call me Tama.”

Atalanta instinctively retorted.

And in the next moment—like the biblical rain of sulfur and fire destroying sinful cities—countless fire meteors fell from the sky!

“Mash!”

“Ready! Master!”

Standing in front of everyone at the first instant, Mash raised her Round Table! Releasing her Noble Phantasm’s true name!

“Noble Phantasm, Deploy—I Stand at the Seat of Calamity! Manifest! Lord Camelot!”

*BOOM!*

The Round Table Shield slammed into the ground. A grand, spectacular chalk city rapidly manifested in the Lostbelt alongside the Noble Phantasm release! Protecting everyone within its walls! And Mash—alone outside the walls—directly faced the countless falling fire meteors with the Round Table!

*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*
*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*

Deafening explosions rang endlessly. The immensely powerful fire meteors continuously bombarded the city walls. Waves of scorching heat, firestorms, and terrifying shocks came in succession! The lifeless Camelot city visibly crumbled and shattered under this rain of destruction!

Fortunately, no unrelated people were in Camelot—otherwise, this single attack would annihilate everyone!

The sky bombardment lasted about three minutes—until Mash’s arms ached—before the continuous meteor rain finally stopped.

But before anyone could catch their breath and regroup—

*SWISH!* *SWISH!* *SWISH!*
*SWISH!* *SWISH!* *SWISH!*

The atmosphere and space itself suddenly exploded with horrific wailing!

An extremely familiar sensation instantly enveloped everyone. Chaldea even provided the most accurate detection results immediately!

【Mash! Never release the Noble Phantasm! Hold no matter what!】

Merry emphasized seriously—rare for her.

【That’s Moon Fall! Moon Fall reaction detected right above you!】

【That reckless Naoki is actually using Moon Fall against you!】

Impossible?!

This was the only thought in everyone’s minds upon hearing Merry and seeing the sky.

In their eyes, the sky—previously filled with fire meteors—was now replaced by a thick crimson moonlight.

A Crimson Moon hung above everyone.

Then…

It fell.

*CRASH!!!*