But what does that matter?

Even if she lost her status as a king, she was willing to continue to protect the smiles of the humans on this island.

"Anyway, let's gather everyone together first!"

Artoria began the reconstruction of Cretaceous City.

But it is not just the Cretaceous City that needs to be rebuilt.

——Due to the sudden appearance of the British dragon, most of the buildings on the island were destroyed.

As for the humans on this island... they are still alive, but just alive.

"Everyone, work harder!"

"Try to build a simple shelter first!"

It was as if I was back in that small valley.

Artoria organized her subjects who were in a daze and had no idea what was happening, and once again devoted themselves to the construction of the kingdom.

——But this time, they don’t have the help of gods or fairies.

"Hey, hey, is that going to happen again?"

Kai had a sad face - he had already foreseen the scene of himself and a group of people going up the mountain to cut trees at night.

"Come on, Mr. Kai, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare the broth in advance."

Bedivere smiled and punched Kai on the shoulder, then threw himself into the post-disaster reconstruction work.

All the remaining Knights of the Round Table also participated in this work.

They were knights fighting alongside the King—this was also a battlefield, so they certainly wouldn't retreat.

"But it's almost winter, isn't it?"

"I'm afraid the coming winter will be very difficult, and many people will die this winter."

"But there's nothing we can do about it, right? To put it bluntly, these people should have died long ago—they've only survived until now thanks to the blessings of God and the King."

The Flower Magician, who knew everything, spoke very cruel words in a very gentle tone.

Then, after taking one last look at the world, he slowly turned around, his body gradually disintegrating into petals, and was finally blown away by a gust of wind that came from nowhere.

The age of mystery is over.

It's time for him to go back to where he belongs.

……

Three months later.

When the harsh winter finally ends, a spring rain awakens the vitality of the earth.

Altria's work is finally coming to an end.

“Thank you all for your help.”

“It is my greatest honor to be able to work with you all.”

Although supplies were scarce, as separation was imminent, Altria still took out the few remaining foods to entertain the departing Knights of the Round Table.

It was also a farewell party prepared for myself.

The mysterious era has ended, and the king born by destiny must leave this island that no longer needs her and go to where she belongs.

——Avalon, an ideal land that only the innocent can enter.

"Have you arranged everything in this world?"

"Well, it's basically done. I'll leave the rest to Percival."

Percival, the knight who worshipped the king most. He was also one of the few knights in the Knights of the Round Table who had a good end. In the original worldline, he won the favor of a princess, married her, and became the local king.

"Although doing this is a bit unfair to him...but at this time, I can only trust him."

The final dinner was over.

Altria patted Kai's shoulder. This knight, who usually shouted the loudest, was unusually silent today and didn't make a sound from beginning to end.

"I'm leaving now."

"Don't you have anything to say to me, Kai?"

"..."

The no longer young knight opened his mouth.

He seemed to want to curse something... but when those words came out of his mouth, they turned into words of blessing that he had never said before.

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Just don't starve yourself."

……

On the inside of the world, the tower at the end.

Led by Altria, the heroic spirits of the Round Table reunite here.

Go back to where you came from - this is probably what is called having a beginning and an end.

"However, before you leave, you still have one thing to do."

Merlin, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared at the door of the tower and gently pushed it open a crack.

The next moment, dazzling golden light shone through the gap, illuminating the entire Avalon.

【Holy Grail】.

The true Holy Grail stands quietly in the center of the tower, waiting for the destined "Chosen One".

"Go ahead, why are you still standing there?"

Looking at Mashu who was still in a daze, Mordred pushed her shoulder hard.

"Ah, me?"

Mashu, who had already come to the Holy Grail, was a little hesitant - she was not sure whether she was really qualified to pick up the Holy Grail.

"It's not you or me?"

"It's obvious that this Holy Grail was prepared for you!"

"We don't need the power of the Holy Grail to return to our original world."

Mordred patted his armor, looking very proud.

——I don’t know what she is so proud of.

But then again, that seemed to be Mordred's personality. She was a natural optimist, and as long as nothing happened, it was already a good thing in her eyes.

Maybe this is what they call a naughty child, who will tear off the roof if he is not punished for three days?

"Well, goodbye everyone..."

Mash's hand touched the Holy Grail.

As expected, just as Mordred had said, her body reacted the moment her palm touched the Holy Grail.

A brilliant golden light burst out from the Holy Grail, illuminating Mashu's body into faint golden particles.

Mashu, who already felt rejected by the world, fought back the tears in her eyes and said goodbye to her friends with a smile.

And at this time——

"Fufu!"

Suddenly, a familiar white figure swooped over from a distance and pounced on her.

"Eh?"

Mashu looked up in surprise and happened to meet Shirataki's gaze.

"It seems that this child also wants to go with you."

"Then I'll leave it to you to take good care of it."

Chapter 75: The Evil Dragon Hundred Years War

"Well, everyone, we'll meet again."

After Mash, the bodies of the Knights of the Round Table also turned into points of light and returned to the Throne of Heroes.

Altria waved goodbye to them.

Her face didn't show much sadness, because she knew her fate with the Knights of the Round Table. The phrase "see you again if fate permits" was not empty talk. When the king needed her, the loyal Knights of the Round Table would surely cross the long river of history and come to her side again.

"But...as expected, I still feel a little lost."

The Knights of the Round Table left.

The magician also disappeared.

The tower, which was bustling just now, became empty in an instant.

Just like her heart, which was filled with many trivial things not long ago, has now become empty.

She walked out of the tower and saw the goblins chasing and playing in the park. She wanted to organize these goblins into an elite force, but she changed her mind and gave up this stupid idea.

She is no longer the king.

In this secret realm, there is no need for a king to rule.

"So free—"

That was a leisurely moment she had never experienced in her life over the past thirty years.

There was nothing to think about, and nothing to think about. She lay carefree on the grass in Avalon and gently closed her eyes.

She seemed to want to have a long sleep.

But five minutes later—

"Sleep, I can't sleep."

Altria sat up from the ground and rubbed her cheek.

She was already trying her best to persuade herself to rest.

But there seemed to be another voice inside her body, constantly reminding her that "now is not the time to rest", "Thirty is the age to work hard", "There are still many things waiting for you to do" and so on.

"So, this is why you stayed up late at night and came to see me?"

"Damn it, even dragons need to rest!"

Shirataki opened his eyes somewhat dissatisfiedly.

The golden hair kept swaying in front of him, as if urging him to make a decision quickly.

"I think I can do it."

"I have already felt the power that can break time!"

Altria said with certainty.

Previously, she transformed into a wing and helped Shirataki activate the form of [Abyssal Eye White Dragon].

That is also one of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's strongest forms.

"The pure white dragon born from the source of infinite time, raises its trembling wings in the echo of intertwined souls" - this sentence has fully reflected the characteristics of the [Abyss-Eye White Dragon].

The white dragon, who has the power to travel through time, can be summoned to different eras by some special souls.

It can be regarded as a simplified version of "Heroes' Throne".

"But it's not that easy to be summoned. There are only a few people who can relate to me."

"Wait a minute...I seem to really feel it."

It turns out that the only good thing about this planet is that it has a lot of people.

As long as there are enough people, anything, no matter how small the probability, is likely to happen.

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