In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

"And the weapon that only she can summon."

“You have placed all the responsibility on her, but abandoned all the potential possibilities.”

"What gives you the right to be so arrogant?!"

"..."

Merlin was rendered speechless by the question.

At that moment, for the first time, he felt a sense of guilt.

Obsession, on the other hand, turned the blade in his hand toward Merlin.

"so--"

"From this moment until the end of time, I will kill you once, and again!"

"I'll show you what it feels like to have a predetermined fate!"

[The obsessions bestowed upon you by your talents have been activated: These numerous obsessions have granted you extraordinary magical power; Merlin has no chance of defeating you.]

But he will not perish.

Instead, they will be forever trapped in a cycle of being killed by you.

You have broken free of those long-standing shackles.

Britain, it's time to move to a new chapter.

86. A Midsummer Night's Dream Formed by Intertwined Longings (4,000-word chapter)

This is a world where you are the only one who cannot exist as a "human being."

But it is also the world you hope to see.

Everyone's destiny is subtly shifting in the direction you hope to see.

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Gawain looked quite surprised as he saw the cyan-gold blade that Artoria handed him.

"You intend to hand over the Excalibur Galatine to me?"

“Yes.” Artoria nodded.

"I'm going to give it to you."

"But this is a holy sword obtained from the lake, isn't it?" Gawain couldn't believe it at all.

Why entrust it to someone like me?

"Gawain, do you want to hear the truth?"

“Your Majesty, this is only natural.”

"Well--"

Artoria looked at Gawain in front of her, her green eyes filled with complex emotions.

“I really have no reason to hand this blade to you.”

"I just think this is the best ending for this blade."

"..."

Sensing the sadness in Artoria's eyes, Gawain stopped arguing.

"I understand."

"Since Your Majesty has said so, I will certainly cherish the Excalibur Galatine."

Artoria returned to Camelot as the victor.

Everyone was welcoming her back.

But she always felt that there was a figure she should have seen missing.

But the more one seeks, the less one finds.

All the Knights of the Round Table survived, and each of them is moving towards their own bright future.

Such a goal that has never changed.

"Your Majesty, you have won a great victory. I wish to continue the journey to find the Spear of Longinus."

"it is good."

"Britain will always protect you, Percival, and you will surely find the Holy Lance."

Like the nourishment of sweet love.

“Knight King, I must return to France. There I will tell my people that you are a great and valiant king.”

"Also, I have another unwelcome request."

"So, could you please attend my wedding with Guinevere? I want to bring her back to France legitimately."

“Of course, Lancelot, I will offer you the King’s blessing.”

Like the challenge of starting over.

"My king, it seems I have lost a target I must defeat."

"I want to rethink all of this on the road in the years to come."

"If that's what you want."

“Then go, Palamedes.”

Such as the idea of ​​a complete change.

"Your Majesty, it seems you understand people's hearts now."

"No, Tristan."

"I don't understand yet."

Like a family that is gradually coming together.

"Brother Gawain, Brother Gahoris, the king is over there!"

"Gares, don't be so rude!"

"It's alright, Gawain."

"Girls of this age should be this lively."

"But if possible—"

“I hope to see Agravan with you next time.”

"He's your brother too, right?"

As stingy as ever.

"Artoria, the military budget is seriously over budget again this month!"

"Although I don't know why the crops have been growing so fast lately, and there are now incredibly fat fish in the rivers, we can't just waste them like this!"

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble, brother."

"But rest assured, the situation of me exceeding the limit will soon be resolved."

Unwavering loyalty.

"Your Majesty, you were originally a woman?"

"I'm sorry, Bedivere, I kept this from you for so long."

"No, Your Majesty, you don't need to apologize."

“Even as a woman, you have brought Camelot to unprecedented strength, and this is a secret worth keeping hidden.”

"It will no longer be a secret, Bedivere."

"I'm tired."

It's another year of bumper harvests.

The Camelots' faces were filled with joy, and their respect for King Arthur grew even stronger as a result.

But no one could have predicted what would happen next.

Their revered king, their worshipped king, suddenly tossed his long, flowing golden hair up on a section of the recently repaired, collapsed city wall and revealed the secret that he was actually a woman.

This is a shocking fact.

People were terrified.

People panicked.

Even within the Knights of the Round Table, tremors were felt.

But the final result was surprisingly calm.

The people of Camelot are not fools.

Everyone has witnessed what life was like under Artoria's rule in Britain.

Since everyone can live a good life—

Whether the king is male or female is not really that important.

As long as everything can continue as before, that's enough.

But Artoria did not accept this offer.

She no longer wanted to be the queen.

of course.

She didn't just irresponsibly abandon Camelot.

After all the handover arrangements were made.

Artoria personally placed the crown on Morgan's head.