My mother's love song

She looked at the cursed disaster that was as big as a mountain, and spoke to the silent girl beside her.

"Hmph, you're so nervous that you can't even speak, damned Altria."

Even when the final battle was imminent, the queen did not forget to ridicule her teammates, which made people suspect that Bawanshi was her biological daughter. Their bad personality was exactly the same.

If it were the usual Altria, she would have retorted to Morgan and refuted her until her face turned pale like Tristan who had been deflated.

But now she didn't take advantage of Morgan's provocation at all.

"We need to get closer to Cornunnos. If nothing unexpected happens, the other party will immediately activate its automatic defense function.

After noticing that I am a fairy of paradise, the gods will spread hundreds of cursed hands on the scale of Norwich.

If you can't resist those layers of curse, it's a pipe dream to defeat Cernunnos...Morgan, prepare the Tower."

"........."

Don't order me around casually!

Although Morgan wanted to say so, Altria's conclusion was very correct.

One of Morgan's great magic spells, [Tower]

The [Wall of Light] that covers the entirety of Britain can withstand even fourteen thousand years of God's curse and wrath.

No, it should be said that in the fairy kingdom, the only thing that can resist the curse is Morgan's divine magic, which is something that Altria can't do no matter what.

"While you deploy the Tower to delay Cernunnos, I will be responsible for defeating him."

You said something very funny, Morgan made such an expression.

"You said you were going to destroy Cernunnos? On what basis? Are you counting on the acrobatics you showed me before [Broken Phantasm]?"

Fantasy Collapse, this is the greatest firepower that Altria currently possesses, but Morgan calls it a low-level acrobatics.

Of course, she does have the capital to look down on others.

Morgan is a genius who broke the notion that "Caster's Noble Phantasm has weak firepower" and compiled the Holy Lance that fixed the laws of the planet into a spell. Of course, he would not take something as crude as the Fantasy Honshaku seriously.

Morgan said with contempt: "The fantasy collapses, and the magic gift set is detonated in exchange for a one-time powerful destructive force.

Although it is very practical, it lacks style and beauty, and is not worthy of being called magic, which is just in line with your identity.

Anyway, this is just something you came up with while playing in the mud."

"By the way, this is what Rod taught me."

"……………………Why?"

Morgan was stunned by Altria's casual words, and his face instantly lost color.

Why don't I know? Why?

That person was unwilling to tell me and Bavanshi how to use the magic suit, but secretly taught it to Altria?

Of course it's because Fantasy Collapse lacks style and aesthetics, and is not worthy of Her Majesty the Queen.

Altria looked at Morgan with a gloating look as he was no longer aloof but was becoming violently shaken.

"Of course I also understand that I cannot harm Cernunnos with my own strength."

The Child of Prophecy said calmly.

The fairy eyes have seen through the ending.

Even with the power of the highest-ranking fairy [Aling], Artoria's attack could not break Cernunnos' absolute defense.

That is rotten flesh that has existed and fermented for 14000 years. As long as Britain exists, the curse will be released, and as long as the curse continues to be released, it will expand infinitely.

Even if Altria used the Mythical Equipment or Illusion Destruction on him, the destruction could not keep up with the speed of the Beast God's recovery.

In order to exorcise the curse, the source of the curse, which is his divine core, must be destroyed.

Use your greatest and most powerful firepower to penetrate Cernunnos' thick fur, then destroy the beast god's spirit core before he has time to regenerate.

There is only one treasure in Britain that can penetrate the body of the beast god.

"Morgan, while you deploy the Tower to hold back Cernunnos, I will rush to the center of Camelot to connect with the Amyrlin."

"What……?"

The Child of Prophecy continued to explain her strategy: “According to my speculation, within an hour of Cernunnos’ appearance, the royal city will be completely destroyed by the curse erupting from its body.

Time is running out, I will use the twelve sacred spears in front of the main gate to defeat Cornunnos."

Silence came between them.

The twelve sacred spears were placed in front of Camelot's main gate.

The spirit vein blocking weapon [Rongomyniad] is the ultimate weapon of Britain prepared by Queen Morgan to deal with the current situation and to eliminate the cursed disaster.

It can be said to be the highest masterpiece of Morgan, the genius of the divine realm.

“I know what you want to say, ‘Why should I give you the Amber Throne and Rhongomyniad that I built?’…right?

It all boils down to my lack of ability.

Since I have no means of defending myself against the Hand of Curse, you must hold back Cornunnos while I control the Holy Lance.

You can taunt me all you want after this, but for now, please give me the throne.

Didn't we just boast in front of Rhode that we would destroy the cursed disaster?"

Hearing this, the Winter Queen's beautiful face became even colder.

"When did I say I didn't want you to use the Holy Spear? If you want to use it, just do it.

Since you claim to be my successor [savior], you should at least be of some use.

The reloading of the Rungomyniad is left to you."

"Morgan..."

"Hurry up! Don't waste time dawdling here!"

Morgan raised the sword staff in his hand and began to release a wall of light that completely covered the surrounding terrain and isolated the curse.

Perhaps sensing the magic of the fairies in paradise, countless cursed hands instantly extended from the bottom of the cave and attacked Morgan.

However, the vicious curse that was enough to destroy the city was turned into black powder as soon as it came into contact with the power exerted by the queen.

The Wall of Light was originally a magic created by Morgan in order to establish the Fairy Kingdom. It possesses the highest level of curse resistance, and Cernunnos' tentacles cannot harm her at all.

"It's really amazing."

Altria took one last look at the queen's stern back, muttered something, and then disappeared in the endless light.

"Goodbye... I'll leave Rhode to you."

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"Let's say goodbye here, Rhodes."

That was the last meeting between Altria and Rhodes before the final battle at Bagster's mansion in Manchester.

Before leaving, the two had a brief conversation.

"The next time we meet might be on the battlefield. I don't know if I'll have the chance to say goodbye then."

"What's wrong, Altria?"

Rhodes noticed that the girl's pupils were tinged with a hint of gloom.

"Whatever the future holds for Britain, I will return to Avalon shortly after the Battle of Camelot.

With the mission completed, my magic power will be exhausted, and then I will fall into a long sleep.

King Arthur of pan-human history seemed to have started his journey to paradise after falling asleep, and I will also return to paradise after exorcising the [disaster].

"Sure enough, that's how it is." Rhodes thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, from the moment I decided to sacrifice myself to the Chosen Land, the Return Land was destined to be

No, it has been like this since it drifted to the ground."

The girl stared at her toes. Even though the party was almost over, she still couldn't express her inner thoughts clearly.

Finally, Artoria decided to sneak her love back to the Inner Sea of ​​Stars.

This is the best.

“By the way, I have a question for you, Rod.

What was your happiest time in Britain so far? Excluding Camelot!

Altria's sudden question made Rhodes fall into memory.

"I, let me think, it should be..."

"Ah! Exclude the fairy history too! I don't want to know about your past affair with Morgan!"

"There are too many restrictions." Rhodes muttered.

If Altria hadn't added in time, he would have almost told about his past of partying every night in the Mirror Clan.

"Well, I think it was at New Darlington."

"Hey~~~~~~~Tristan!"

Altria let out a weird cry with a look of disgust on her face.

"Hahaha, I was really free back then. Where's Altria?"

The Son of Prophecy thought for a moment and said, "Me? Me, um... it should be when I just started my pilgrimage, right?

I left my hometown with a strange man who approached me with bad intentions and embarked on an unknown journey. I was super excited every day! "

"Who are you saying is the male with bad intentions?" Rhodes couldn't help but complain.

“During the day, I have to fight disasters and deal with the goblins, and at night I have to learn magic from Rod.

It was both fulfilling and fresh, and this was probably the happiest time in my life.

There will never be a more impressive memory than this, I am sure."

"Aren't you making a big fuss about nothing?"

"Hey, hey, hey... who made me a goblin who has lived in a country stable for 16 years?"

"Now you are a fairy that is loved by the whole nation... Hey! Savior!"

"Wow! Rod, you're making fun of me again!"

Altria waved her chubby little hand and hit the boy on the chest, and the latter quickly apologized with a smile.

"Thank you for all the time, Rod."

With tears in her eyes, Altria expressed her feelings in a voice that only she could hear.

"I like you the most. It's great to meet you."

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The highest point of Camelot Palace.

The solemn and luxurious Jade Throne Hall no longer exists.

After Cernunnos appeared on the ground, the royal palace adjacent to the large cave became the first and most direct victim.

The walls and corridors destroyed by the curse remind people of an ancient kingdom that was destroyed in a fairy tale.

The prosperity of the past has turned into decadence of today, and the nobles, officials, and ambassadors have all disappeared.

No goblins, no humans.

No queen knights, no goblin knights.

Non-existent entity, non-existent Morse.

And Artoria flew forward relentlessly on this path that cut off life and glory.