Davidian's Holy Grail War

So she directly asked the person involved who Mashu really was, and Ritsuka also said that she was her companion and an important person.

However, after Norwich's calamity was banished, she was devoured by the magic Morgan used to dispel the calamity, and is a Demi-Servant with the spirit origin of the Shield Knight Galahad.

“Since you also bestowed the name of the Fairy Knights as Knights of the Round Table, then you must know the name Galahad, right?” Da Vinci added from the side, but to Morgan, this was completely superfluous.

She first pondered what was going on, then her expression suddenly changed to one of sudden understanding. Once she had fully grasped the situation, Morgan addressed the two Chaldeans:

“I have indeed captured the Shield Knight, but I have no reason to answer your question; she is my trophy. However, I can guarantee her safety, and no one—including myself—can harm her.”

This statement left everyone present completely baffled, except for David Ann, who knew perfectly well what Morgan was hiding.

She clearly knew something, a secret known only to her. Even Davidian didn't know where Mashu was right now; that water mirror magic wasn't something that could be simply thrown into the fairy kingdom and be done with.

However, since Morgan wasn't going to explain, he wasn't going to ask either. He was certain Mashu wasn't dead. That little girl's fate was quite powerful; she wasn't someone who would disappear so easily.

"So, Lord David, is fighting truly the only path left for us?" Ritsuka wasn't about to give up so easily; if David could persuade His Majesty Morgan...

“There is no other way but to fight. This is a battle where only one side can survive. I will draw my sword and fight you. Don’t still think of me as that Camelot lord from the pan-human history. I am her husband, and I am also her lord. I fight only for her.”

David's words were nothing like the pleasant and friendly tone he had used when he was with them before; in this throne hall, he made his identity clear.

He is Ritsuka and the others' enemy. To save Britain and their own world, Chaldea has no other way but to defeat the two of them.

"That's all for now. Bavanshi, see my guest out. Chaldea, you should feel very honored; it is quite rare for Morgan's daughter to see you off."

Morgan wasn't stupid; she had seen Bavanshi's reaction upon seeing Ritsuka. What was going on? She genuinely couldn't understand it.

She's been in the Fairy Kingdom for so many years and hasn't had a man who truly captured her heart, but now this kid from Chaldea has made her one?

This was a bit too outrageous, and Morgan himself found it hard to understand why this was happening. Shouldn't they be enemies? Yet, they had developed such a subtle affection for each other.

"Yes, Mother, I understand. You lowly Masters of Chaldea are honored to be escorted out of this royal city by Morgan's daughter, the fairy knight Tristan."

She happily led the way, leaving Morgan and Davidian feeling helpless; she truly was the only weakness of the Fairy Kingdom.

Chapter 351 Beast

After the Chaldean group left and the fairy officials withdrew, Morgan rose from her throne and turned to look at the large hole behind it. She began to mutter to herself softly…

There's still no news, it's making my heart race.

"Speaking of which, the great calamity every thousand years? The fairies are too naive. They'd better just let me use them until the very end. This is also to erase everything from pan-human history."

Upon hearing her words, Davidian simply said that the fairies had long harbored rebellious intentions. He suggested that they simply let this great calamity cleanse the land and summon a new batch of fairies without memories.

Morgan turned around again, not because of David's words, but because of the alien witch who appeared next to David.

Davidian distanced himself from the guy. This witch always appeared so stealthily, it was really annoying.

"Is it you again? Simply standing by and watching won't solve anything, woman. Since you're the priestess of an alien god, why don't you come and kill me directly?"

However, even the apostles of the alien god couldn't harm me in the slightest. How could Servants who use the Pan-Human History Heroic Spirits be a match for us?

If all you can do is watch, then stay behind the scenes and don't show yourself; you're just an eyesore.

Morgan's declaration was quite domineering, and upon hearing her words, the alien witch looked sad and chose to disappear.

However, at this moment, someone else actually came to the Jade Throne Hall.

Davidian drew his sword and flashed to stand in front of Morgan. The purple light on the Moonlit Sword surged higher than ever before, and even the Light of Miracles shone on Davidian.

He knew all too well what kind of person the man in front of him was, and he also knew how much effort it would take to banish such a creature.

"I apologize for interrupting your pleasant conversation, but even if I wanted to knock, there's no door for me to knock on."

The visitor casually delivered his opening remarks, which were quite lighthearted and humorous, but David An was anything but relaxed.

Morgan casually stepped down the stairs, gently placing her hand on the one holding the sword hilt in David's hand. Receiving Morgan's signal, David calmed down.

Morgan then looked up at the visitor and said, "Of course, do you think I'd greet a guest like you just because you knock on the door? Besides, isn't there a waiting room here?"

"You mean that thing below that banishes the dead? It's well done, but it's useless to me. I don't have time to wait."

I am neither a magician as skilled as you, nor am I omnipotent; I am merely a man capable only of performing tasks within the realm of humanity. Originally, I had no capacity to tread upon places of no importance.

However, Davidian only gave a cold response to the visitor's words:

"Nonsense, I simply cannot understand it. You've fallen once before, not to mention you're using that person's clothes. In that case, you're also a Chaldean, an accomplice of the Pan-Human History side."

The alien god has rendered the planet a blank slate, but before he achieves his goal, we might already have destroyed pan-human history. Didn't you come here to stop that?

The visitor simply shook his head and responded with a disdainful smile: "No, if you can do it, then go ahead and do it."

These words surprised both of them; they never expected such words to come out of the mouth of the man in front of them.

It was so strange that even Davidian felt a little uncomfortable.

"If we leave you to your own devices, this planet will indeed collapse, and humanity will indeed perish. However, this is far better than the alien god's goal."

To expand the fairy kingdom, to rule the world as queen, and to erase the unpleasant history of humankind.

Unlike Lord Camelot over there, I feel little for your wishes or your obsessions. However, the goal you are about to achieve is commendable.

Therefore, I will not hinder you, nor will I assist Chaldea. If you win and turn this planet into a death star, so be it.

After a brief silence, Morgan asked if this meant he wouldn't intervene. Then what was he doing here?

I just said I didn't have time to waste, but I'm here chatting with them. This is a complete contradiction.

Faced with Morgan's doubts, the visitor simply smiled and replied:

"I came to appreciate your work; it's worth seeing. After understanding the function of the Imaginary Tree, I didn't feel fear, but instead used it to my advantage."

He immediately analyzed and mastered Chaldea's summoning formula. This was truly a monumental achievement, making him a genius among magicians.

"You mean... you're here to praise Morgan? Whether it's Pan-Human History or Lostbelt?"

Davidian was incredulous that this guy would actually praise someone on a magical level. It was simply unbelievable; could such a thing even exist?

"Your mind only works really fast when you're dealing with people you're close to, Lord Camelot."

These words were probably a comment about the gorilla, but if it were the person in front of him making the assessment, Davidian wouldn't get angry.

After all, it's this guy; I have no right to show off my intelligence in front of him.

Morgan, however, merely snorted unhappily and said, "It's not pleasant to be praised for my magic skills by you; it just sounds sarcastic."

Since you have no urgent business, then disappear! From this day forward, this will be my world, a place where no alien god or beast can find refuge.

Despite Morgan's difficult behavior, the visitor showed no anger or dissatisfaction. He simply said he understood and would leave immediately.

"In any case, this is the last point of intervention. Even if I interfere at this stage, the outcome will not change."

To conquer this Lostbelt is 2000 years too late. Perfect history, perfect script.

Despite Tristan's blunder, victory is within reach. As someone who has been in the same position, I want to applaud this journey.

Davidian listened to his words, but only said disdainfully, "You've already been defeated once, yet you haven't improved at all?"

"Beast, you still know nothing of humanity, nothing of the miracles that humankind can achieve. But never mind, you probably won't see it anyway, the storm called miracle that those kids are about to unleash."

The visitor merely raised an eyebrow before retorting, "Oh? In my judgment, neither that so-called Child of Prophecy nor the Master of Chaldea has any chance of defeating you."

However, if there is a third party who has not yet come to the forefront, or if there are other factors involved, then the situation is different.

The man disappeared after saying those words, and Morgan's eyes immediately darkened with displeasure. She couldn't help but stab David with her magic gun.

"What miracles could humans possibly achieve?! Are you hoping we lose?! You bastard!"

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! That guy's attitude was just so annoying, I couldn't help but retaliate! Please stop, I'm so sorry!"

Chapter 352 The Queen of the North

Meanwhile, Ritsuka and the others had already moved to the northern border with Camelot. After all, they were worried that the Queen's army or other fairy clans might disobey the Queen's orders and hunt them down, so they did not stay in Camelot for too long.

However, Ritsuka was still recalling what Bawanshi had said to them when they parted ways. Although she said something like "small fish, small fish," he still understood the meaning behind Bawanshi's words.

She didn't want Ritsuka and the others to actually fight Morgan. If possible, she hoped that Ritsuka and Castor would choose to give up.

If they were to give up everything, Bavanshi would surely plead with Morgan for their sake, begging him to protect their future.

Everyone else was shocked when he said those words.

The proud princess, the cruel fairy knight Tristan, actually cared for Ritsuka to this extent. Ritsuka, what kind of bewitching potion did you give her?

As a result, Ritsuka once again took a series of hits from Caster's Staff of Selection. While fighting Caster, he kept saying things like, "Fujimaru Ritsuka, are you really willing to do anything? Have you become so indiscriminate? How come you're so skilled at this?"

After that, because Ritsuka was mentally absent, she was unable to stop the others from indulging in a hearty feast in Noknare's chocolate field.

Therefore, everyone was brought to Noknare's camp, but this time they learned something incredible: it turned out that Caster and Noknare had known each other for a long time.

"Anyway, you spent two or three days together in Gloucester. So you got to know her... But as you can see, she's a troublesome person who doesn't listen to anyone and makes a terrible impression."

That's how Caster described it, but in response to her description, Noknare simply retorted casually:

"You're just as bad, aren't you, Caster! You have an innocent-looking face, but you spout nonsense! I'm relieved to see you're still the same as always!"

After saying that, the two collided and began to wrestle. No one else knew how to describe this pair.

It's quite a surprise that someone as timid and hesitant as Custer could have a friend who could bicker with him like this.

"No, no, no, the key question is, that's Queen Noknare of the North. Could an ordinary fairy face her without any fear?"

Ritsuka saw it most clearly. The other party was the highest-ranking fairy in the north. In terms of fairy status alone, he might be comparable to Morgan's great fairy. Castor didn't seem afraid of such an outrageous existence.