I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

"Romania is also a great tourist destination; you can still see much of the medieval scenery there. Relaxing and having a good time there is a great option..."

Roman then began to explain the history and culture of Romania.

Just listening to his explanation made me think it was very good.

Taking a vacation in a city with beautiful scenery and so many historical sites is indeed a wonderful thing.

Only Ritsuka felt something was off.

It seems I've heard Roman's rhetoric before?

"There's no time to lose, you should start the spirit transfer immediately. As the saying goes, the sooner you go, the sooner you can enjoy it. I'll be waiting here for you to bring me some local specialties..."

In short, I hope you two have a great time.

Roman looked envious as he spoke.

He really wanted to take a vacation too.

Ritsuka and Mashu lay down inside the capsule, and preparations for the transfer of spiritual particles were already complete.

"The target coordinates are 1994, Tulifas, Romania. Contact me again when you get there. See you later."

Roman began working on the spirit transfer process.

The staff in the control room also got busy.

"Anti-Summoning System activated, initiating spirit particle conversion."

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu Kyrielight. The entire spirit transfer project is complete."

The two people inside the cabin were surrounded by a blue glow.

They are being transformed into spirit particles to leap to the singularity.

The usually frivolous Roman became serious and earnest, and looked somewhat like the acting director.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu closed their eyes.

The two felt the blue vortex sucking them in, their consciousness like a small boat adrift on the sea.

Inside the cabin, their figures had vanished.

This also proves the success of the spirit particle transfer.

"Although this singularity feels a bit strange, it should be fine for Ritsuka and Mash, right...?"

Roman stroked his chin thoughtfully.

There's a feeling that something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is. 1.1.

It's possible that it was just my sixth sense acting up.

"Never mind, we'll just wait for Ritsuka and Mashu to connect to Chaldea later. Until then, I'll just watch Merry's livestream to satisfy my craving. It's such a precious moment of prime time!"

Roman typed in the URL with incredible skill.

He clicked on the pink-themed website, and was immediately greeted by a magical girl vibe that soothed the soul.

No one is unaware of the problem with this singularity.

Of course, none of these are things they can observe.

No matter what, Chaldea, which was in the period of the burning of human reason, could not possibly know anything about Lostbelts.

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The Black camp was almost wiped out overnight.

Lancers die while fighting the enemy.

Caster Avisbronn betrayed the company and joined Duve's ranks.

Rider Astolfo is currently missing, and no one knows where he went.

Berserker Frankenstein was captured by Duve.

The remaining Saber (swordsman) Siegfried and Archer (archer) Chiron are the only remaining Black Faction Servants who are still able to act.

Yggdrom Castle was razed to the ground by white lightning, and the Holy Grail, which was located underground, has disappeared without a trace.

Because the changes are happening so fast.

So much so that the red team had no idea what was happening.

The true purpose of water mirror magic is to transfer objects.

After Koyanskaya determined Morgan's exact coordinates, she used the Water Mirror spell to teleport the Greater Grail to an open plain.

The people belonging to the Lostbelts are also here.

They stared intently at the Great Holy Grail floating before them.

This is the goal of their Servants participating in the Holy Grail War: to have the power to fulfill all their wishes.

"My 27-year-old husband, let's start by building a fortress here. Today, the day we seize the Holy Grail, is an auspicious day. I'll give you a big surprise."

Morgan made this suggestion to Dewey.

She seemed eager to try building the city.

This is mainly due to a competitive spirit.

There's a reason why Semiramis didn't participate in the battle against Tulipas.

She needs to chant incantations continuously for three days and three nights to construct the Noble Phantasm, "Vanity's Hanging Gardens".

Once the city is built, they will have a base of operations.

However, this was the city of the Assyrian queen.

As the queen who ruled the fairy kingdom for two thousand years, Morgan did not like living in the cities of other kings.

It's just a city, isn't it?

How could she, the enchantress Morgan, not do it?

Using the soil of this plain as the building material, and writing and giving it a concept using his own magic formula.

This completes the recreation of the royal city of Camelot.

Rumble—!!

Through magical manipulation, the earth was made its servant, and chalk walls rose from the ground and stood on the plain.

The magnificent and immaculate city.

Her own royal city.

Three hundred and sixty magic turrets, capable of annihilating enemies, face outwards from the city, each capable of unleashing attacks comparable to divine magic.

Its lethality is at least at level B.

The magic spear she made herself is embedded in the city wall.

Although it is not as powerful as the divinely crafted weapons that require painstaking effort to create, the power of a single shot is enough to rival an A-rank anti-city Noble Phantasm.

Furthermore, the buildings within the city are all equipped with horizontal tracks underneath, allowing them to be moved freely according to Morgan's wishes.

These buildings are "moving city walls" within the city walls.

It looks exactly like a copy of Camelot.

She replicated a city identical to Camelot.

In just a few hours, she demonstrated this ability to everyone, which is something Morgan can be proud of.

The other Servants were astonished by this great feat.

"She perfectly replicated Camelot! As expected of the all-powerful Mother! Mother is the best!"

Bavanshi appeared excited and thrilled.

She wasn't the only one shocked by this scene; so were the Servants from the pan-human history.

Avisbro walked to the city wall.

After briefly examining the city wall, he exclaimed, "This city wall should be able to withstand even an anti-military weapon without suffering any damage. As an impromptu work, it is quite outstanding."

"Your Majesty Morgan, you truly live up to your reputation as the Queen of our Fairy Kingdom. You alone possess the strength equivalent to that of an entire nation."

Bagst did not hold back his praise.

Camelot was constructed with 80% similarity in a short period of time.

Only an unconventional magician like Morgan could do that.

"Although it was just a last-minute effort, it's passable for this extent. My husband, what do you think? Does the city I've built meet your expectations?"

Morgan turned to Dewey and asked.

A hint of smugness crept into her smile, while a hint of anticipation lingered deep in her eyes.

It felt like he was showing off his work.