In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"If once isn't enough, then let's do it again—"

New rune cards emerged from mid-air, and a brand new incantation rang out from Luo Wei's mouth as a new flaming sword appeared in his hand once more.

However, just as he was about to deliver another kill with the Red Cross, at that very moment, an incredibly strange magical power suddenly erupted from the Avalon in his chest, and his spirit seemed to establish a connection with something in the darkness. He raised his eyes, which had turned crimson from the magic, and stared sharply into the darkness. There, amidst the skeletons that he had just swept away with his powerful sword, stood a figure completely different from the skeleton soldiers.

She walked lightly, her feet stepping on the bluestone bricks on the ground with elegant steps. Her figure was like that of a young girl, or a queen who ruled over many dead heroes. The moment they saw her appear, the broken skeleton soldiers behind her, who were originally about to launch another attack, also stopped.

The skeletal soldiers behind her ceased their attack, lowered their heads, and followed the girl with faltering steps, accompanying her on a long pilgrimage through the dark tomb.

At this moment, they seemed to come back to life, returning to the time a thousand years ago, once again serving as knights, protecting their king.

"That is……"

Bersak's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, while Rowe remained silent.

Although the mask obscured the girl's face, her figure and back view were so familiar and distinctive that he could not possibly mistake her for someone else.

"Artoria?"

Luo Wei slowly released the rune card in his hand, completely dissipating the flashing red cross from his fingertips, and subconsciously asked the girl.

However, this time the response he received was not the spirited voice of the girl he remembered.

"Oh? I never expected that you, the thief who made my fifteen hundred years of efforts go to waste, would actually dare to come here to see me."

“I clearly gave you a chance to leave because of what happened last night.”

The masked girl reached out and gently removed the mask from her face, revealing a few strands of silver hair and a face identical to Gray's. She then spoke softly. However, her voice lacked Gray's gentleness and Artoria's heroic spirit; instead, it was an extremely cold and clear female voice.

The moment he heard it, Lovi realized that the person in front of him was not Artoria, but the witch he had long anticipated—Morgan Lefebvre.

"Well, that's true, but I haven't found my partner yet, so of course it's impossible for me to go back."

When Morgan asked him the question, Lowe shook his head helplessly.

"But what surprised me even more was that Morgan le Fay was able to return to this era in this way and even leave Avalon."

"Surprised? Actually, no...didn't you already guess I was here?"

She smiled gently, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Yes, I guessed it. When I was explaining the situation in Tsbia, I realized you should stay here."

Lo Wei did not deny this.

"So...where's my partner? Where is Rafe right now?"

"Your partner? If you mean that Demon Pillar was a personification in the past, then he was knocked unconscious by me for messing with my arrangements and is currently locked in the deepest part, waiting to be turned into a Mystic Code by me."

"He's not dead yet? That's good..."

Hearing that Rafe had only been given a beating by Morgan and was still alive, Rowe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Morgan frowned slightly upon seeing this.

"More than that guy, I want to know what you really are? A soul that doesn't belong to this world, yet you've caused so many changes to the world line, so... an outsider."

"O intruder who rejects the invitation of the Root and constantly disrupts the course of the world, what is your purpose? What do you seek?"

Morgan stared into Lowe's calm eyes and said coldly, "Answer my question immediately—"

"who are you?"

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Chapter 122 Get out of this world!

Who am I, really?

Well, to be honest, the answer to this question has been explored by different people for thousands of years.

However, Morgan's question wasn't so philosophical; he simply wanted to know—

Who exactly is Luo Wei? Where did he come from?

To this question, all Luo Wei could answer was, "I come from Earth."

Morgan, of course, did not believe this, and even thought that Lowe was fooling him.

As for Morgan's ability to sense that he was an outsider, Rowe wasn't particularly surprised. After all, this wasn't the first time his identity had been directly exposed. The Counter Force could detect it, Meryl could identify it when she saw it in person, the Jewel King could tell, and the Root Form was even more obvious. Clearly, as the Island Witch, Morgan had no reason not to know, since the aura of an outsider emanating from the depths of her soul, fused with Avalon, was incompatible with this world.

As for her question, Lowe answered it seriously, but Morgan herself didn't believe it.

"...Who am I? I'm actually searching for the answer to that question myself. I'm not quite sure why I came to this world, but..." Luo Wei gently shook his head, then answered softly, "Right now, I am just myself, an ordinary person who tries to live, save the world, and give everyone safety and peace. A naive and ridiculous magician who is willing to move forward for the love and peace of this world, nothing more."

"That's all? You've already been labeled an enemy by the Counterforce, and you're hated and rejected by this planet, yet you're completely unaware of this situation? You even harbor naive thoughts. How laughable..."

"Huh? What time is it? I haven't done anything heinous or harmful to the Earth or humanity, have I? Why are those two still so hung up on me? Is it really necessary for them to be so hostile?"

Morgan's words puzzled Rowe.

You know, he has always been a low-key person and a low-key person. Even though he made quite a splash when he participated in the Holy Grail War, didn't he still manage to wrap things up perfectly and complete the cycle in the end?

Although Weber was not the second generation, he still became a lecturer, and his future students would gather here again.

It's just that Tokiomi Tohsaka didn't die, Kenneth didn't die, Kariya Matou didn't die, Kiritsugu Emiya, Kirei Kotomine...

It seems that... apart from Zouken Matou who is completely dead, everyone else is still alive and has their own future and life. Most of the Heroic Spirits have also had their fill of fighting and returned home satisfied.

So this is just a perfectly happy ending. The original author said that what they did was very interesting, so why should those two oddballs object?

Is it because they can't predict where what they're about to accomplish will lead in the future? Is that why they want to stop him?

That would be too abstract.

Because no matter what the future holds, it's still better than Steel Earth and Coral of the Moon, right?

"Not going to answer? That's fine then... Although your appearance has surprised me, it has also made me make up my mind. I will never allow a terrifying guy like you, whose stance and background are unclear, to continue to stay by her side."

Beneath her veil, Morgan gritted her teeth, her intense discontent emanating from her words.

"so--"

"Your antics and misbehavior end here! Outsider, get out of this world that doesn't belong to you!!"

Morgan said in a deep voice, her anger rising almost instantly, igniting without warning. Then she gently opened her palm, and a fierce gale suddenly howled through the entire underground tomb, filling the entire tunnel. Then a jet-black aurora condensed in her hand, quickly materializing and being held in the palm of this British witch, the queen of magic.

--clang!!

As the gun butt slammed heavily into the ground, profound magic and craters were created the instant it hit the ground.

The next moment, the fierce wind suddenly stopped, and the dark light gradually subsided in her palm. The figure hidden in the dark light also appeared in Morgan's hand at this moment, and was also displayed to Rowe without reservation.

That is……

A jet-black magic spear, its shaft shrouded in black magic and light from top to bottom, with several black barbs resembling fangs extending from the sides at the tip. Although its appearance differed greatly from that of the spear in Artoria's hands, its terrifying aura as the Star Anchor swept over the area the moment it appeared. The overwhelming power and aura of this pure star-forged weapon convinced Morgan that this strangely shaped magic spear in his hand was indeed the legendary Star Anchor he had been searching for—Rhongomynaid.

It is by no means a counterfeit like Yad, but a genuine product.

Seeing this, Luo Wei couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

After all, he already knew that the real Star Anchor had been taken away by Artoria and had begun its journey. It wasn't even in this world right now. So where did the Holy Lance with its altered shape in Morgan's hand come from?

But considering my current situation, the answer is actually quite simple—[Logos React]

The answer becomes obvious once you carefully consider the origin and purpose of their trip.

Based on Tsbia's account before arriving, it's not hard to deduce that Morgan used the leyline magic to seize control of the Mystic Code while Tsbia was closing it. She then inputted new commands and requirements into the Logos React machine beneath the Gravekeeper, switching the simulation target from King Arthur Artoria to her sister, Morgan le Fay. Simultaneously, she manipulated the surrounding environment through evolution, ultimately creating the otherworld she desired.

That's why the ghosts here, as well as all sorts of fantastical creatures, were awakened, causing this strange change.

'This is truly an extraordinary item. No wonder Tsbia offered such a reward. As expected of one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Academy, it lives up to its reputation...'

Luo Wei had a general understanding of the situation.

The Morgan before them was not the real Morgan, the witch of the Age of Gods. Her true form was still sleeping somewhere in the Star Sea, or perhaps, like Meryl, was constantly observing the situation outside.

However, at this moment, Morgan used the simulation calculation function of [Logos React] set up by Tsbia to create such a skeleton queen's body support action for himself.

At this moment, Morgan's essence is neither the spiritual magical body of a follower nor her physical body from her previous life, but rather a special re-creation of herself through—[Logos React]. Like a Reality Marble, as long as she remains in this simulated special otherworld, she can obtain and possess a suitable body almost identical to her original self, and can even simulate power and personality infinitely close to her original self.

Therefore, they are not fakes. The Morgan and Star Anchor before us are special beings specially simulated and evolved by the Logos React, one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Institute. They are genuine Morgan le Fay and Star Anchor. Moreover, the other party has obviously synchronized and controlled his consciousness with this body in his own way, and has truly returned to this real world in full victory.

If I had to describe it, it's similar to a state of possession, except that the target she possesses is herself, who is 100% compatible.

This situation is undoubtedly as absurd as me possessing another version of myself.

Therefore, there is no need to adapt to this new body at all, because Morgan in front of him is a complete reincarnation of the goddess from the Age of Gods.

If that's the case, then this situation is getting a bit complicated.

"...As expected, not only Artoria, the Queen of Britain, but also the Island Witch, can use the true power within the Star Anchor, wielding this gun used to maintain the balance between the two sides of the world."

As he watched Morgan gently wield the black holy lance, Rungominiad, a symbol of storms and the end, Lowe's gaze grew increasingly solemn.

"Now go and die! Or get out of this world!!"

Just as Meryl had said, the witch before him was a capricious and unpredictable person, completely impossible to communicate with, and she didn't even give Lovi a chance to speak. After finishing her monologue, she swung the black holy lance in her hand, unceremoniously summoning a fierce storm that roared directly towards Lovi's location.

"You should leave for now, old man. This is not something you can get involved in."

Seeing this, Lowe's eyes narrowed sharply, and he disregarded the fact that Morgan had already terrified him. Belsac, unwilling to harm the Black Mother he worshipped, kicked him away. He then swiftly raised his finger, controlling his magic to maximize the power of the ritual array beneath his feet, creating a three-layered barrier in front of him, diverting the storm of the Holy Lance.

However, in a mere instant of collision, the ritual barrier, built upon modern Western magic and alchemy, was naturally unable to completely withstand the Star Anchor's attack. In the blink of an eye, cracks visibly appeared throughout the surrounding barrier after just one impact.

--call out!!

The moment the attacks canceled each other out, a fierce cloud of smoke from the explosion suddenly rose into the underground tomb. Then, the Moon Spirit Essence in the thermos cup burst out like a silver serpent, aiming straight for Morgan's fair forehead, closing in on him like lightning.

"Hmm?" Morgan frowned slightly, her gaze locking onto the silver-clad figure attacking her. She then raised her Holy Lance, preparing to shoot it down, but the next moment, Rowe also began to make a new move.

"Michael, Uriel—!!"

He slammed his wand into the ground, and the Philosopher's Stone burst forth with light.