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Although Merlin seemed to be smiling all the time, his smile was so fake that it was impossible for anyone to feel any real closeness to him.

Lu Kang waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Merlin narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the girl's departing figure, and said, "It seems that Lia is doing quite well..."

“It’s much better than when I was under your command.” Lu Kang glanced sideways. “No need to work year-round.”

"But is it meaningful?" Merlin asked, "To be living such a 'dream'..."

“It’s a ‘dream’.” Lu Kang glanced at this ‘nightmare’ who had already seen through everything: “But a ‘dream’ is not necessarily false.”

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Lu Kang also made a quick and decisive turn and left.

Merlin was left muttering to himself.

"If it's not fake, what else could it be?"

"They really are unfathomable!"

What we cannot see through is not the current situation.

It was Lu Kang—and Morgan—who were doing what.

"The deviation is getting bigger and bigger; those guys are about to start moving!"

...

You didn't pay much attention to Merlin's question.

What you truly want to do is something only you—and Morgan, who knows your past—know.

Sunset many years ago

The lingering resentment from that incident still lingers in your heart, refusing to dissipate.

Ultimately, you still want to give it a try.

[One more 'rehearsal']

[Regarding the alteration of human reason, and the 'deception' of the inhibitory force]

You have ventured deeper into the palace.

You now hold a high position: the kingdom's prime minister, the head of the palace guards, the leader of the kingdom's knights, and the undisputed grand duke.

No one will stop you from arriving.

You saw Morgan fast asleep on the throne.

She looked exactly the same as she had years ago, except that she was now dressed in queenly attire and wearing the king's crown of thorns. The only difference was that her blonde hair had turned silver due to the awakening of her origin.

She leaned against the throne, her long, silvery-white hair cascading down her back. A black gown clung to her body, outlining her full bust and slender waist. A slit in the skirt revealed her long legs encased in black stockings, the curves flowing smoothly from her full hips to her toes. Beneath a crown of thorns, her exquisite face and slightly parted red lips were full and captivating.

You gaze at her quietly.

Then, the seven figures summoned by the 'restraint force' that appeared behind him appeared—

"The figure of a Servant?"

Lu Kang slowly turned around, smiling as he looked at you: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The seven dark figures remained silent. Although they were only shadows, Lu Kang knew without a doubt that they were the traces of seven great heroes who had left their mark on the surface of the world.

Seven heroic spirits.

The seven 'guardians' of the restraining force.

Even for Lu Kang now, facing seven opponents alone is a tremendous challenge.

But he seemed unhurried.

Unlike many years ago, he did not decisively leave the throne after ascending it for a day.

Unlike when he first defeated Vortigern, he was no longer very wary.

He simply remained expressionless.

Ask.

"What are you doing here...?" he asked.

What are you here for?

Naturally, it is necessary to 'correct' the errors in human reasoning!

Instinctively, the guardians' shadows stirred.

The next instant, however, it suddenly stopped.

Those pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness looked through the young man... no, the 'boy', towards the throne behind him, only to find it empty—no 'king' in sight.'

"Everything is an illusion."

"After all these years, you've still been fooled by me!"

"—Alaya."

Lu Kang, who had returned to the state of being twenty-one from twenty-three, spoke in this way.

You are going back in time throughout Britain.

[This goes back to a time shortly after Voodoo's death.]

[We've gone back to the time before Voodoo's army besieged the city.]

[With just the fragments of the Fifth Law and the power of time that you possess, you naturally cannot do this. However, if you combine it with the existence of the 'Fairy Domain' and the power of the 'Holy Lance' Rungomminiad that pins the surface of the world, it will be by no means difficult.]

As previously stated—in the present day, after the Age of Gods has vanished, the planet's surface is dominated by human reason, and the Holy Lance is the 'anchor' that maintains this interface woven from human reason.

[By simply raising the Holy Lance slightly, making the surface of the world less stable]

[As long as the Fairy Domain's function of storing 'fantasy' is utilized]

You've toyed with your self-control once again.

"The game with the heavens has only just begun."

The illusory figures of the seven guardians before my eyes slowly dissipated.

Lu Kang stood before the throne, thinking that the so-called restraint was indeed this rigid 'program'.

Merlin, who had just entered from outside the palace, was slightly taken aback when he saw this scene.

...

"Mother, I'm so tired—Father really knows how to drive us around!"

at the same time.

Fairyland.

A place to stroll through a sea of ​​flowers.

The fairy, whose real name was Bawan Xi, muttered something.

Then Bagst interrupted him, saying, "Serving our master is what we should do."

As fairies, they helped Morgan le Fay briefly open the gates to the fairy realm.

It was as if a black hole had briefly opened on the surface of the world.

This caused the 'thread' of two years of British time, which had been severed by Lu Kang with a grand magic spell of almost magical scale, to be drawn back and fall into this place.

Deep within the Fairy Realm, Morgan le Fay, gazing up at the 'scene' above, remained silent.

Her eyes sparkled, as if she had glimpsed the future of the world in an instant.

"...Camelot's future, destined to crumble..."

"Is this your reason for making that child king?"

“Your Highness… how pathetic you are to place your hopes on others.”

At the moment the 'Holy Lance' was slightly raised.

Morgan's awakened eyes, drawn from the mystical origin of the trinity of fairy, nature, and goddess, instantly saw the future.

"Merlin... he really is disgusting."

She was certain of that.

This is your 'plan' with Morgan.

You want to fight against 'the heavens'?

[And she wanted to see the future clearly—to understand the reasons behind King Uther's final choice.]

[Compared to becoming king, this is clearly more important to her.]

"But it's okay."

"My future with Sue..."

"I already know that."

Even Morgan, in his final moments, murmured the same words to himself.

A smile of extreme satisfaction spread across his face.

Yes.

This is the future that Morgan wants to see.

A future that belongs only to her and her knight.

【…】

This year, you returned to being twenty-one years old.

Chapter 216 On the day the sword was drawn, even the earth was pulled up!

National Church Cemetery, southern Kingdom of Camelot, Britain.

Artoria stared blankly at the sword standing in the center of the stone, surrounded by monuments erected where countless powerful knights had been buried.

The golden hilt connects to the bright silver, straight blade, highlighting that this sword is no ordinary object. The stone surface connected to it is embedded in the ground, almost as if it were connected to the earth and had become a whole.

Meanwhile, the fourteen-year-old 'boy', dressed in a gray-white linen robe, stood in the center of the crowd. His handsome and delicate appearance with blond hair and blue eyes was inconspicuous compared to the tall knights around him, and no one paid any attention to him—at this moment, people were more focused on the sword nailed to the stone in front of them.

Two days ago, King Yuther Pendragon of Camelot passed away, causing a sensation throughout the entire kingdom of Camelot.

The subsequent decision by the 'wise man' Merlin regarding the selection of the new king also surprised the entire nation. Naturally, although there had been rumors in the country that King Uther had no intention of letting his daughter, the exceptionally talented princess Morgan le Fay, inherit the throne, the news still surprised many people when it actually came out.

The way the king was chosen surprised everyone and stirred their interest.

On that day, in front of many lords, nobles, and knights, the 'wise man' Merlin plunged a sword into a stone, saying that whoever could pull out the sword was tantamount to gaining Britain's approval and was qualified to 'become king'.

Merlin placed the 'Sword in the Stone' in the central area between Camelot and Windmill City, in the National Church Cemetery, located right at the heart of Camelot's two major hinterlands.

In the two days since that day.

Countless knights set off. Although most of those who claimed to be true knights were personally tested and certified by Grand Duke Subaru and strictly adhered to the knightly code, the spirit of chivalry and the desire to become king were not contradictory.

Or rather, if one could become king, then protecting the country with chivalry would be even more powerful!

however.

No matter how strong a warrior is, they all eventually 'defeat' before this sword in the stone.

No matter how powerful a knight was, he was powerless to shake the magic sword that the sage Merlin had used to connect with the earth.

Even so, people continued to arrive in droves.

Even so.

There are still countless people who harbor wishful thinking, believing that if others can't do it, they can too.

—However, Artoria is different from them.

She gazed at the magnificent scene before her, her mind still somewhat dazed...

"Your Majesty, wasn't it already decided that you would lead the army, together with Master Su... and Grand Duke Subatai, to kill His Majesty Morgan le Fay of Vottigan?"