To become a king and a magician

"As for the result... as you can see, this singularity still exists, and we have failed." Gawain gritted his teeth. "Just as he was about to be sealed away by our King, Vortex made a wish to the Holy Grail. In order to avoid being killed and to accumulate power, he used the Holy Grail to create a Reality Marble that covers the entire singularity—that's what Lord Merlin said."

After deploying its Reality Barrier, Vortigern hid within it, attempting to buy time to recover. To prevent Vortigern from rising again, Arthur had Merlin seal it away using himself as a vessel, suppressing its recovery rate to the minimum.

However, this was still not enough to completely stop Vortigern's ever-recovering power. Its magic continued to gather and manifest within the Realm of Power, forming what is known as the Dragon Plague.

"The Dragon Plague is a manifestation of Vortigern's magic. By eliminating the Dragon Plague, we can also curb Vortigern's recovery to some extent. Therefore, we obtained a replica of the Holy Grail from Lord Merlin and have been continuously eliminating the recurring Dragon Plague."

“But that won’t hit Vortigern,” Artoria said. “At best, it will only delay his reappearance as much as possible. To eliminate him…”

"Om-!"

A dazzling golden light appeared in Xia Chuanhu's hand.

—The Star Sword, Excalibur.

Natsukawa Tora held up the holy sword: "This is exactly what we need, right?"

Merlin from Artoria's side said that this singularity is one that only Natsukawa Torato can resolve. Indeed, if it were Vortigern, now that Arthur has been defeated, only Natsukawa Torato, the third Holy Sword Wielder, could defeat him.

Of course, we should also include Artoria.

Looking at the holy sword in Xia Chuanhu's hand, Gawain, Lancelot, and Tristan exchanged glances. Then, Tristan seemed to understand something: "I see... that's what my king meant by his last words."

"Hmm? Did Arthur say anything before?"

"After we were dragged into the Realm of the White Dragon and the Kingdom of White Dragons appeared, we only saw our King once in the Throne Room. At that time, our King said one sentence—'He will definitely come.'"

Tristan explained.

"Judging from the meaning, our king is saying... no, he believes that someone will definitely come to this singularity later..."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to Xia Chuanhu.

[I will definitely come].

At that time, what Arthur probably wanted to say was, "Natsukawa Torato will definitely come." As his former Master, Natsukawa Torato, who inherited his holy sword, would absolutely not stand idly by while the Human Reason Burns, and would definitely come to this singularity no matter what.

He (Arthur) believed in him (Natsukawa Tora).

Xia Chuanhu remained silent for a long time, then gently placed his hand on his chest: "In the end, did you choose to trust me?"

Although he no longer possessed his power—it had been gone for ten years—for some reason, at this moment, Natsukawa Torara could sense his presence, and... sense that he was still fighting desperately.

For the past six months, not a minute, not a second, not even a moment, he has never stopped, simply because he believed he would come.

It was a trust that was far too heavy.

"We can't just ignore it."

Natsukawa Tora gripped the holy sword—for the first time, he gripped it with all his might.

That guy gave him complete trust, so Natsukawa Tora will repay that trust with all his might.

"Hang in there a little longer, Arthur."

"I'll go wake you up right away."

25. Mo Zaizi: Waaaaah!

Between the thrones.

Merlin observed the external situation through magic and sighed softly.

"At this rate, it's only a matter of time before we arrive here... I thought that with the Holy Grail, those Knights of the Round Table could at least delay things a little longer. It's been so many years, and that kid has gotten even stronger."

"Well, that was to be expected."

Now that things have come to this point, it's only a matter of time before the main gate is breached.

No, they might teleport in directly. However, after the invasion yesterday, a barrier was set up to isolate space in the Throne Room. Even if they teleport, they can only stop outside the Throne Room in the end.

But I estimate it can only withstand one or two hits.

When that kid gets serious, nothing can stop him.

Turning to look at Arthur sitting on the throne behind him, Merlin smiled wryly and said, "He really is a king followed by many people, just like my good-for-nothing sister... King Arthur really is the same in every parallel world."

“Well then, it’s time for me to leave. There’s no need for me to stay in this singularity any longer. I’ve got everything I wanted and all the data—what are you going to do, my dear daughter?”

As he said this, Merlin's disguise magic was dispelled, revealing Morgan's true form underneath.

As she spoke, a figure leaning against the wall emerged from the shadows in a corner between the thrones.

"I stayed."

Completely encased in armor and wearing a horned helmet, Mordred said, "It's been many years since I left home. If I don't go back soon, my father and mother will really beat me to death."

"Am I not your mother?"

"It's all the same. Anyway, Father was originally a woman, so it's fine to call her Mother!"

Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with saying that.

only......

(Father, Mother, and my unlovable little sister would probably find this unacceptable... Oh well, it's not my concern. I'll leave the rest to them. I just need to focus on my own business.)

Approaching Mordred, Morgan reached out and patted her head through her helmet: "Thank you for following me all these years, my lovely daughter. Farewell, and... until the future."

"I really hope I can see my current mother again. I really don't want to see the old mother again—I would be tempted to kill her now."

What a daughter who, once she grows up, always sides with outsiders.

Morgan smiled slightly, and then his entire body transformed into a speck of light and disappeared into the throne room.

"Alright, it's about time we went to see Father!"

After a pause, Mordred patted his helmet, as if trying to muster his energy.

Although she had prepared herself, she was still a little nervous. After all, she had run away from home with her ex-mother for several years, and if she went back now, her current parents would definitely beat her up.

And thinking about the methods my father used...

(If only I had asked my mother to leave me a Holy Grail, that way I wouldn't feel any pain even if I got beaten.)

With this thought in mind, Mordred stepped out of the throne room.

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at the same time.

The interior of the White Dragon Kingdom.

"Shh-!"

As a portal of light appeared, Xia Chuanhu and the others emerged one after another.

Although he had been here once before, he hadn't really experienced the place properly then, so this was actually the first time Natsukawa Tiger had seen the details of the White Dragon Castle.

The layout was similar to what he knew of the Holy City, but—

"Not even a trace of human presence?"

Natsukawa Tora frowned and turned to look at Gawain and Lancelot: "I remember at the very beginning of the Dragon Disaster, the ordinary people who received your protection were all guided into this city, right?"

The two nodded.

"That's right, we watched them being brought into the city."

"Then why can't I sense any human presence?"

Throughout the entire White Dragon Kingdom, at least within the range that Xia Chuanhu could sense, there was not a single human presence. Logically, there should have been thousands of people here, but now it was as quiet as a ghost town.

Has something happened?

No, that's probably impossible.

With the Knights of the Round Table guarding the outside and Mordred watching over the inside according to Gawain, plus Merlin, the White Dragon Kingdom is practically the safest place in this singularity.

(No...it's also possible that it's a completely different story; this might be the most dangerous place.)

After all, Arthur, the living seal, is located in the throne room not far away. Given his current situation, it wouldn't be surprising if something went wrong.

Just then, as if sensing something, Xia Chuanhu suddenly looked straight ahead, then raised his hand and unleashed a golden sword beam that cleaved through the street and struck directly!

"Wa ...

A gasp came from ahead, and then, on one side of the street that had been split in two, Mordred's familiar figure came into clear view.

Artoria's eyes sharpened instantly!

Whether or not he sensed his mother's gaze, Mordred's body trembled noticeably several times, even though he was wearing armor.

Natsukawa Tora also shouldered the Holy Sword, exchanged a glance with Artoria, and then looked at Mordred: "It's been years. It's so good to see you still looking so energetic, Mordred. You don't seem to have suffered much outside."

"Ah... Ahaha, Father is still the same as ever. By the way, Father, have you become even stronger? That attack just now definitely had the power of a Noble Phantasm!"

"Well, to deal with a brat like you who's been wandering around outside for years without ever calling home, we have to be a little tougher and teach you a lesson."

(I'm angry! I'm absolutely angry! I'm doomed!!)

Mordred screamed inwardly.

The next moment, Artoria's voice followed.

"Although there are many things I want to ask you, before that—my unworthy son, Lord Mordred, let's settle accounts for your years of absence from home and your complete lack of contact with anyone."

(It's doubly over!!)

Mordred's original plan was to simply obey the orders of that fool in the throne room, pretend to be a guard, and get by. After all, her opponents were her father and mother, so it wouldn't matter if she just pretended and then lost.

She made a dashing entrance just as they were about to go in, showcasing her growth over the past few years—she had even come up with the script!

The first thing they did was jump straight into family issues!

Seeing Natsukawa Torato and Artoria gradually approaching, Mordred instinctively took a few steps back, and then...

"Um, Father... please be gentle."

"Bang------!"

Mordred was met with the iron fist of love from Natsukawa Torato and Artoria.

26. I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll never do it again.