To become a king and a magician

【...】

"That's right, it was taken away long ago by someone who just talked to themselves."

Why didn't you say so?

Merlin waved his hand with a smile: "Haha, it's alright, Roman. I think that egg has probably been taken to the Lostbelt by now. No matter what impact it has over there, it won't affect us in the Pan-Human History region, so it's fine to leave it alone."

That's the logic...

Roman frowned slightly.

That being said, Merlin's words did make sense, but Roman had a very bad feeling.

That egg... what was Morgan's purpose in taking it?

17. Everything has gotten better.

Royal City, Camelot.

Inside the restaurant, which was a replica of the scenes from his empty memories, Natsukawa Tora found himself.

Natsukawa Tora, Morgan, Artoria, and the three fairy knights are currently gathered here for breakfast.

The entire royal city of Camelot is devoid of outsiders. Since its establishment 2,400 years ago, no fairy other than the six humans has ever entered it.

It started with Natsukawa Torato, Morgan, and Melusin, then Bavan Shi joined, followed by Bagst, and finally Artoria.

In the vast royal city of Camelot, only six people lived.

"Ugh... Tiger... feed me..."

Sitting on Natsukawa Tora's lap, like a sleepy little child, Mirusin tugged at Natsukawa Tora's sleeve and said.

Melusin is the strongest dragon, but even the strongest dragon has one weakness that is not exactly a weakness: she has a hard time waking up in the morning. For the past 2,400 years, almost every morning, either Natsukawa Toramaru or Morgan has to wake her up.

Even after she wakes up, she needs Natsukawa Tora to feed her breakfast.

Even though so much time has passed since Xia Chuanhu rescued her, and she has changed a lot, her dependence on Xia Chuanhu remains unchanged.

Watching her father feeding Melusin, Bawan Shi couldn't help but bite down hard on the spoon in her mouth.

"Gurgle... Father... I want to be fed like this by Father too... It's so unfair that only Sister Melishin gets treated like this..."

"Sir Tristan, calm down a bit."

Bagst whispered to Bavan Hill, "His Majesty Morgan is still here."

“It’s alright, Bagst.” Morgan, who was sitting quietly next to Natsukawa Tiger, replied calmly, “A harmonious relationship between father and daughter is quite important for a family, and Bavan Shi’s thoughts are nothing to hide.”

"Thank you, Mother!"

Upon hearing Morgan's approval of her idea, Bavan Shi's eyes lit up, and her gaze toward Natsukawa Tora became more aggressive. Realizing this, Melusin, who was sitting on Natsukawa Tora's lap, immediately looked at Bavan Shi with an even more aggressive and sharp gaze!

“This position can only be mine at this time. Even Bawan Xi can’t give it to you.” Melusin patted Natsukawa Tora’s thigh, then moved around a few times as if adjusting her seat, until she was sure that this was the most comfortable way to sit.

"Hey~~~ Big sister, could you please give me a little bit of space? Father probably won't mind, right?"

"Well... it's fine if I'm just feeding you, but please don't sit on me."

As he spoke, Natsukawa Torato tore off a piece of bread from in front of him, dipped it in jam, and fed it to Bavan Shi.

"Waaah~~~~ Thank you! Father! Please have another one!"

"Want another one? Don't you already have the same one right in front of you?"

"The food my father feeds me tastes even better!"

Bawan Xi emphasized with a hopeful expression, which made Xia Chuanhu helplessly feed her another piece.

Across from Bagst, Artoria, who was also quietly eating breakfast, glanced at the bread soaking in milk in front of her as she watched the seemingly normal but somewhat abnormal interaction between the father and daughter.

"Hmm? Princess Liya, do you also want to be fed by His Majesty?"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing Bagst's remark, Artoria immediately blushed and let out a shriek, after which everyone else turned to look at her sitting at the foot of the steps.

"Uh... I... I didn't. I'm not like Sister Bawan Xi or Sister Meilushin. I have my own hands and I can feed myself."

"Why do you make it sound like I don't have hands?" Bawan Xi puffed out her cheeks, feigning dissatisfaction. "Lia, you'll know how delicious it is once you've been fed by Father."

Artoria looked away somewhat embarrassed, her cheeks slightly flushed: "Well... when I was little, my father and mother fed me every day. To be honest, if I were to do it again now... I'd feel a little shy, like I'm still a child myself."

“Ah, um, I can understand.” Melishin nodded. “After all, in terms of age, compared to Tiger, Lia is indeed like a baby.”

Natsukawa Torato is 2455 years old, while Artoria is only 16 years old. If you really convert it, Artoria is practically still alive.

"So that means Princess Liya is actually at an age where she still needs to be fed and raised by His Majesty?"

"Huh? What are you saying, Baggezi! I don't need to be fed! Let's not talk about when I was little, I'm all grown up now!"

When she said this in rebuttal, Artoria even puffed out her chest, which made both Bavan Shi and Melusin's faces stiffen.

(Damn it, if only my body wasn't already fixed in place...)

(Before I knew it, Lia had grown to this size, so it's really true that fairies don't grow...)

Both of them now felt a shared sense of envy towards the fairy in the paradise who could grow up over time.

Seeing this scene, Natsukawa Tora's expression and eyes visibly softened.

Although he didn't have much of a sense of reality about his memories, and he knew that his memories were just empty shells, the current situation was undoubtedly much better than the relationships between the people present that he knew in his memories.

Artoria and Bavan Sheehan are very close sisters. Bagst doesn't have to eat his lover countless times because he is being raised by him. Melsin is not being manipulated by Aurora of the Wind Clan. Morgan is no longer alone in protecting everything... Compared to the original in his memory, the current situation is much better in Natsukawa Torato's eyes.

This wonderful situation—

(Finally, should I destroy it myself...? I'm actually a little reluctant.)

Even now, Natsukawa Tora still harbors some hesitation about the goal that has always been in his heart.

At that very moment, in the real-time situation captured by the surveillance magic that Natsukawa Torama possessed throughout Britain, something unexpected happened that made him pause slightly.

(This is... hehe, it's finally here, the first reunion in 2,400 years.)

(My past self, and—my past)

18. When the moon sets and becomes a flat A.

The spatial displacement over ultra-long distances went quite smoothly.

Aozaki Aoko and the others only felt their bodies lighten, and the surrounding scenery spun around them. After a second or two, when they came to their senses, the scenery around them had changed from the snow-covered island of Orkney to a street lined with magnificent buildings on both sides.

"Is this the interior of the royal city of Camelot?"

Mordred looked around and frowned slightly. "Why do I feel like I've seen this before?"

“The White Dragon City of the Sixth Singularity,” Gray said. “Although there are some differences, it is generally similar to the White Dragon City we saw in the Sixth Singularity.”

Just as Gray said, the layout of the entire royal city of Camelot is extremely similar to the White Dragon City that once existed in the singularity. Gray's words reminded both Artoria and Mordred of what happened back then.

"So, the Master recreated and built the city from his memories within this singularity?"

"It's not construction."

Arcueid reached out and tapped on the wall of a building nearby: "This is a product of the manifestation of imagination. I can sense it. The entire royal city of Camelot was created by Tiger using the manifestation of imagination."

This is not something that cannot be done. If Arcueid were to do it, she could do the exact same thing in a little time. After all, she can conjure up the thousand-year-old city of Brunsstadt at any time and then go inside to sleep. If all the restrictions were lifted, she could conjure an entire town in the deep mountains in just one night.

As for Natsukawa Tora... to be honest, Arcueid thinks Natsukawa Tora probably didn't take this seriously at all, otherwise with his current strength, the scale of this royal city should be two or three times larger, right?

Without lingering on the topic of realizing fantasy, Aozaki Aoko and the others looked around.

"But...it's so deserted here, isn't there anyone here?" Ayaka Sajou looked out the window at the interior of a building with some confusion. "Sister, can your radar sense the surroundings?"

"Yes, there really isn't a single person here."

Sajou Rei said.

"Within my detection range, there is no sign of life other than us in Camelot; it is a completely deserted city."

"An empty city... It's supposed to be a royal city, but it's an empty city?" Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned. "Then isn't this city just a model? Second Tiger Minister, are you aware of this?"

Number Two, Natsukawa Tora, nodded upon hearing this: "Ah... yeah, I know. The reason this place is an empty city is quite simple—it's just unnecessary."

"no need?"

"The Elf King does not need any subjects. Since Camelot was built overnight two thousand years ago, only six fairies have been qualified to enter this place. Other fairies are absolutely forbidden to set foot here, even the clan chiefs. All the messages that the Elf King conveys to the outside world are delivered through the Elf King's magic."

Just like the surveillance magic that covers the entire land of Britain, Natsukawa Torato can also use communication magic that extends throughout Britain to convey his commands to various fairy clans.

And this is one-sided.

Since the beginning of the Elf Era, there has never been a time when the Elf King has unilaterally issued orders, but rather a time when the Elf King has listened to the opinions of fairies and humans.

"This is utterly tyrannical behavior."

Artoria, who had once been a queen, couldn't help but sigh, "So, Zero, can you sense which direction the Master is in? Our next task is to defeat the Master and bring him back to Pan-Human History, right?"

"No... I think we don't need to go looking for it anymore."

Sajou Rei shook her head and looked up at the sky.

"The master has arrived."

"Buzz————————————!"

The moment Sajou Rei finished speaking, a huge magic circle appeared in the sky above everyone's heads, and then, within that magic circle, one after another, fiery red lights lit up—

[An extremely powerful magical reaction has been detected!]

Merry’s voice came from Fujimaru Ritsuka’s wrist.

[At a height of one hundred meters above you, there are two hundred... three hundred... no, it's already five hundred—at least five hundred condensed magical energy entities have appeared, their power equivalent to about three times that of the Tower Cat's Noble Phantasm!]

"I've been saying this for years, don't call me Ta-Miao."

Atalanta instinctively retorted.

The next moment, just like the torrential rain of sulfur and fire that destroyed the city of sin as described in the Bible, countless fiery meteors fell from the sky and crashed down!

"Mash!"

"Understood! Master!"