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

The author will also write this part carefully.

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Meaning of Life [Please subscribe! Please give flowers!]

The story of the savior and the queen was recounted.

There was no embellishment or exaggeration in the middle.

It was a complete recounting of Morgan's past experiences.

Mordred went from being intrigued at first, to falling silent halfway through, and finally feeling regret and anger.

Ritsuka's face was filled with only sorrow.

This story feels both as innocent as a dream and as cold and sharp as a blade piercing the heart.

Mashu, who is quite sensitive, was a little sad.

It's hard to imagine that Morgan harbored such girlish dreams, and that she supported Britain for so long because of them.

“This is really…”

Mashu's inner emotions are complex.

Too much information was crammed into my mind at once, and the emotions I experienced in the story were too intense.

She could not comment on this.

For Morgan now, this is all in the past, but that's precisely why it's all the more heartbreaking.

They experienced countless betrayals and despair.

Even at this point, they still want to protect Britain.

"...What's this?"

Mordred clenched his fists angrily.

I had thought Morgan was just the vicious woman I remembered.

But I saw this answer instead.

That was a girl who gave everything and then lost everything.

Wouldn't that make me exactly like my father?

Thinking of this, Mordred's heart was filled with rage, the same reason for hatred he felt when facing Artoria.

It wasn't hatred directed at them personally.

Rather, it refers to the things that exist within Britain.

It was clearly not something that people would hate or despise, yet it suffered such a terrible fate.

"...Have you never regretted it?"

Mordred spoke with mixed emotions.

The criticism was directed at Morgan.

“How foolish. Mordred, I will never regret it, I have never regretted protecting the land I love, not even now…”

Morgan's obsession remains unchanged.

Even if faced with mountains of knives and seas of fire, she would probably still step forward without hesitation.

For her, Britain was her only home.

Morgan's obsessive and insane behavior stemmed from his inability to obtain Britain.

Mordred sensed only bitterness from the words.

Wouldn't that be too pathetic?

Morgan and Artoria had the same simple reason for taking action.

"Mother..."

Bawanshi didn't know what to say.

I could vaguely sense the familiarity of the story, and while listening, I felt as if I were a part of the story.

Mordred was furious after hearing the story.

She couldn't help but feel pity for the savior.

Morgan has now embarked on a path of domination, all thanks to her own decisions.

"Tsk, she's exactly the same as him in this respect..."

Mordred turned her head away, feeling quite uncomfortable.

She understood now.

The fairy queen Morgan is not the cruel witch of pan-human history, but a queen of Britain who is single-mindedly trying to maintain order for her own desires.

Maintaining a nation does not require anything in return from others.

It wasn't that she didn't want to choose another path, but rather that Morgan could only live a worthwhile life by choosing Britain.

If Britain cannot be brought into our hands.

Therefore, Morgan's own value will likely continue to diminish.

The fairy kingdom of Britain is the reason for her existence.

"I've said everything that needs to be said."

Du Wei didn't cover up much.

It simply explained the situation of the singularities and their stance as enemies of the Pan-Human History in the Lostbelts.

Mash and Ritsuka, knowing all this, had complicated expressions.

Pan-human history and Lostbelts are incompatible.

"...Must we be enemies?"

Ritsuka raised the crucial question.

"Hehe, of course. You'd better not think too much about Lostbelts right now."

Du Wei did not intend to put too much pressure on Ritsuka.

The Lostbelts are for their future, so there's no point in telling them too much beforehand.

However, after they emerged from the singularity...

I believe they will forget about it eventually.

Lostbelts are currently in the final stages of pan-human history, merely a reverie as we approach the end of our lives.

What Du Wei said was more like a dream to them.

Most people forget the content of their dreams after waking up.

"Mr. Du Wei...do you think...human...no...life has meaning...?"

Mashu lowered her head slightly and asked, looking confused.

After resolving the six singularities, Mash gradually broadened her horizons and developed her own thoughts.

The question she raised was her doubt.

Perhaps Du Wei can answer her questions.

"Have you reached the age where you're troubled by these kinds of questions?"

Du Wei jokingly asked Matthew a question in return.

This sentence eased the heavy atmosphere between them, making the mood much more relaxed.

This was something Du Wei did intentionally.

Being too dull all the time is not a good time for conversation.

"Well... it's just... I can't help but think that way... You don't have to answer my question...!"

Mashu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Because it's really not easy to ask such a question face-to-face, not to mention that it also has a philosophical aspect.

Du Wei is not without ideas about this issue.

After thinking for a few seconds, he spoke:

"Objectively speaking, I believe that humanity and even all things in the universe have no inherent meaning; they simply do not exist. The concept of meaning is something that is created by humans and then added to the things we perceive."

Everyone is born without meaning, and dies without meaning. In retrospect, what I'm saying seems somewhat hollow and unrealistic.

Du Wei couldn't help but give a bitter smile as he spoke.

He also has his own insights into this matter.

However, when it comes to being a good person...

Duve didn't want Mashu to see him as a role model.

"...Is none of it meaningful?"