Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Holding Shiomi's hand, Morgan walked up briskly.

"What are you talking about? Although I am now able to stay in this world by relying on the magic power of the contract with you, I am still a servant after all." She walked side by side with Xi Jian, "Instead, I want to ask my husband, can you still hold on with your legs?"

"It's okay." Xi Jian nodded and smiled, "The aura of the Great Source here is particularly strong, I just need to use my magic power."

But precisely because the road here is extremely difficult to travel, Xi Jian specifically reminded her again and again before setting off, saying that if it really didn't work, he could come here by himself.

According to what he had agreed with El-Melloi II in advance, he would arrive at the destination first, make sure there were no problems there, and then wait for El-Melloi II's arrival in the village.

"Having said that—" Shiomi still held Morgan's hand, "I originally thought that Her Majesty would dislike this rugged road that is rarely traveled."

Morgan smiled nonchalantly, "That was all later. Before that, I also traveled all over the British Isles."

"So, what do you think of Britain today?"

"I don't have any special opinion. This is just the way this planet should be in this era." Morgan said softly.

Although Dayuan is generally thicker than other places on the planet, it is essentially the world after the decline of the Age of Gods.

Fantasy species such as fairies have long since moved to the inner side of the world, and now this planet has become a world completely suitable for primates to survive.

In a way, it is not wrong to describe Morgan as completely unrecognizable.

"Do you like it?" Xijian asked with a smile.

Morgan pondered for a moment before speaking slowly:

"Because the world can accept my husband, even though there are many unsatisfactory aspects, it is still a beautiful world after all."

"What kind of description is that..." Xi Jian complained, but his hands clenched a little tighter, "No one would be rejected by the world."

"Yes. Because when you do certain things, you will be rejected by the world, or by human nature." Morgan told Shiomi.

"It sounds worse the more I listen." Xi Jian couldn't help but sigh.

"That's how it is. As a magician, you should be very clear about this kind of thing." Morgan looked at Shiomi.

This is true, but the basic principles of human nature are a topic that is too distant for Xiomi.

He was just a magician living in this world. Although he was a more mysterious person to human society, he still had a fairly normal life in the magician society.

"Let's not talk about that. I have a feeling that our destination is almost here. Where are we going this time?" Morgan asked.

"The world after death." said Shiomi.

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan frowned and showed his displeasure, "Are you in such a hurry to go back there?"

"...Uh, I'm not talking about the Land of Shadows." Shiomi added quickly, "Didn't I tell you on the train that this place is related to the 'Witch of Britain'?"

"That's true." Morgan relaxed his brows. "But you said this matter is related to El-Melloi II, what's going on?"

"Of course it's because of the Holy Grail War." Shiomi sighed.

After the Holy Grail was purified, according to the investigation reports of the Magic Association and the Cathedral Church, because it was not officially activated and only part of its magic power was lost, the Holy Grail will start the ceremony of the Holy Grail War again ten years later, in 2004.

Because Shiomi was too embarrassed to directly dismantle the ritual established by others, and for some other reason, she only chose purification in the end.

But the Holy Grail War will begin again in just ten years, and Shiomi feels a little uneasy.

If possible, he wanted to stay away from the ceremony and not have anything to do with it.

"You are already involved in the Holy Grail War. It's useless to avoid it even if you want to." Morgan saw through the hidden worries in Shiomi's heart, "Even if you want to stay away, there will definitely be various reasons that force you to return to Fuyuki and face the Holy Grail War."

"Why do you say it as if it's a settled matter?" Xijian muttered.

But he couldn't deny Morgan's judgment in his heart.

At this time, the sound of flapping wings was heard from among the trees on the mountain road, and then more than a dozen black birds flew up from the woods.

Chapter 3 Blackmoore

After seeing this scene, Shiomi did not hesitate. He pulled out a folded cloak from his backpack and draped it over Morgan neatly. He lifted the hood to cover most of her face and gently fastened the rope buckle on the front.

It was not very hot in the mountains during midsummer, and the two men knew how to use magic to drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants, so they did not need to wrap themselves up too much for protection.

But Shiomi did it anyway, and Morgan didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he understood why Shiomi insisted on not letting her carry the luggage and had him carry it all.

Since this is the man she has her eyes on, he must have his reasons for doing this. Morgan just needs to look forward to the ending of the movie and wait for the next answer to be revealed.

"There are so many crows here." Morgan laughed as Shiomi helped her adjust her cloak.

"Crows carry souls."

As the deep voice sounded, a dark figure appeared from where the crow flew away. It was a man in black, about sixty years old. Although he was old, it was hard to tell that he was strong through his coat. He wore an old travel hat on his uncut messy hair.

"This is not only true in Britain, but also in Celtic mythology on the continent, where crows often appear. Crows are guides to the dead and birds that guard graves. They will cry out: Nevermore."

A black feather landed on the man's shoulder.

"From the tone of your voice, I guess you are the gravekeeper?" Xijian stood in front of Morgan, turned slightly and asked him.

"Why is the magician from the Clock Tower here?" the man asked.

The other party could tell at a glance that Shiomi was a magician and came from the Clock Tower, and it was obvious that he was no ordinary person.

"Nothing, I'm just exploring the way ahead for Lord El-Melloi II." Shiomi calmly turned around and faced the man. "By the way, there is a prophecy that is about to come, and I came here specifically to pass on the message."

"Oh?" The man showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

Through the gap under the hood, Morgan saw a smile on the corner of Xi Jian's mouth. "It is said that the Black Madonna will come here soon and give new guidance to the gravekeeper."

"That's really an unheard of statement." Although the man was still suspicious, he did not look down on Xi Jian.

Because Shiomi's words hit directly at the heart of the man's identity.

"I just found out about it by chance." Xi Jian nodded with a smile.

"In that case, please follow me. I am the gravekeeper Belthak Blackmoore. Since you have something to ask me, please follow me."

After saying this, the man walked into the forest at an astonishing speed.

Shiomi knew the route and was in no hurry to catch up.

"Haha..." Morgan sighed, "So this is the place. I didn't recognize it."

Blackmore Cemetery.

It was one of the most popular cemeteries in the land, and its name had always been widely circulated among magicians.

"That's why we kept it a secret beforehand." Xijian took her hand again, but this time his movements were quite particular.

Morgan's palm was placed on Shiomi's palm and was slightly lifted by him. Anyone could tell at a glance that she was a big shot, and he was just a follower.

"Then let me ask you a question, the 'Black Madonna' you mentioned, could it be..." Morgan, with his face hidden under the hood, pursed his lips, but couldn't suppress the curve of his smile.

"Is there any need to ask?" Xijian was also laughing.

Finally, even Morgan couldn't stand Shiomi's mysterious behavior anymore. He used the strength of a servant to pinch Shiomi's palm, making a terrifying sound.

The 'Black Madonna' that he and the gravekeeper Belsac mentioned was none other than Morgan le Fay.

Of course, this is not entirely accurate for the "Morgan" who is here.

"I didn't expect that you brought me to this remote mountain village just to play some tricks." Morgan looked at Shiomi, who remained calm even though sweat began to break out on his face.

"If you are not satisfied with this, you can just turn back. Although it will take some time, I will send you back to London and then come here again by other means." Xi Jian felt a little guilty that he had let Morgan accompany him in this kind of drama, so he did not force Morgan to accompany him at all.

"Since we're already here, we might as well take a look." Morgan took a step forward.

She did know the place called Blackmoor, but she had never been there in all these years and knew nothing about what it was like there.

So, the two followed the footsteps left by Belsak and came to the village built in the steep mountains.

The village has a population of only about 100 people, and it is so small that it seems that it may disappear in the tide of time at any time. Most of the buildings in the village are made of bricks and tiles, and they look like they have a history of at least hundreds of years.

Although the pedestrians passing through the village are all wearing modern clothes, it probably wouldn't be out of place if they were asked to change into medieval clothes.

Belsac had been waiting at the entrance of the village, along with a fat man with three chins and wearing a cassock, and a young woman dressed as a nun.

People from the Cathedral Church.

With just one glance, Shiomi and Morgan understood the situation here.

According to Belsac, the two men were the priest and nun of the church in the north of the village, and were also responsible for managing the daily affairs of the village.

As an outsider, if you want to enter the village, you must get permission from the priest.

The priest's name was Fernando Cruz and the nun's name was Ilumia.

Because they were outsiders, the two of them went towards the church under the guidance of the priest, nun and gravekeeper.

"So, what are your names, both of you?" Fernando moved his round body and wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief.

"My name is Xijian Tianxi, and this is my wife Xijianjian." Xijian introduced Morgan's identity in this way.

Belsac glanced at Morgan, whose face was hidden by the hood, and asked, "Is your wife ill?"

"No, it's just that my skin is naturally fragile and can't adapt to the climate in the mountains." Xi told the lie without batting an eyelid.

Because he was a magician from the Clock Tower, the priests and nuns who were grassroots staff of the Holy Church did not ask any further questions.

Belsac had already explained in advance that the two were the advance team and the real guests would arrive the next day.

So once they arrived at the church, the priest left everything to the nuns to prepare, and he went to receive the visiting believers.

However, when the nun went to take care of the guests, she walked up to Shiomi and whispered something that made Morgan quite concerned.

It’s not that he was bothered by a strange woman approaching him, but the content of that sentence was full of bizarre meanings, but it didn’t seem like a warning to them.

"You'd better not stay here for long."

Chapter 4 Origin

The church in the north of Blackmoor village has a plain appearance, with ivy covering the walls. The chapel is simple and spacious, similar to the church in Fuyuki, but the roof is much higher than that of Fuyuki Church.

The chapel was cleaned neatly, and there were exquisite but not gorgeous objects placed everywhere, which gave it a solemn and sacred atmosphere. Shiomi could even imagine the scene of the chapel being packed with villagers listening to the fat priest preaching mass on Sundays.

After Belsac led the two to the church, he left first. Before leaving, he warned them that they should first pray to the Black Madonna statue in front of the chapel. That was the custom in the village.

The old gravekeeper even demonstrated it once more.

"I'll take care of the prayer." Xi Jian knelt on one knee with his hands on his chest.

"In that case, it would be better to pray to me directly." Morgan said calmly, "It would be more effective to pray to the Black Madonna herself rather than to the statue."

"That's true." Xi Jian smiled.

Although he said that, Morgan did not do it. He just stood behind Shiomi, waiting for him to finish praying, while looking around the scene in the church.

In the church, which is nothing special compared to other places, the only thing that stands out is the statue of the Virgin Mary that is dyed black.

The key point is the face.

The face of the Virgin Mary varies slightly in statues and paintings from different regions.

But the Black Madonna statue alone gave Morgan goosebumps for some reason.

Because her eyebrows, eyes, and facial features are all very similar to her, that is, to Morgan Le Fay.

Although it was still unclear why the Holy Church was in charge here, Morgan had already vaguely guessed one of the reasons why Shiomi invited her to go with them.

This village probably has a very deep relationship with Morgan.

As she is similar but not the same person, she is now in a state of confusion.

"I changed my mind." Morgan said suddenly.

“Want to go back? Then I’ll take you there.” Shiomi said, “I need to help El-Melloi II deal with things here, so I’ll leave the house to you first—”

"I'm not going back." Morgan raised his hand to stop her, "In this village, don't call me by my real name in private."

"Eh?"

"Just like introducing me to the outside world, call me by another name," Morgan requested.

Although she did not transform herself into the past form corresponding to this name, she did not want to use her current name here.

The names themselves symbolize another level of mystery, and some names carry a curse just by uttering them.

In this village with deep roots in Morgan, she couldn't help but be more cautious than usual.

"I understand, Ash." Shiomi looked at Morgan...Ash and nodded, agreeing to her request.

Jian looked at the face of the Black Madonna and said, "This is a good opportunity. Although I know the situation here, I never thought that I could visit this side and see something related to it in this way."