To become a king and a magician

"A very good strike. It reminded me of a lot of things. For me, the memories of the Pan-Human History period are all empty shells, so I selectively hide the rest except for the parts I need. However, your strike reminded me of something from a long time ago."

“Master, could you please explain to us why you are unwilling to return to Pan-Human History?” Sajou Rei asked. “Think about it carefully. We don’t necessarily have to fight each other. If you are unable to return to Pan-Human History because you have something to do in this Lostbelt, then we can assist you in completing that task.”

“Hmm, a very good suggestion,” Natsukawa Tiger laughed. “But I refuse. The words of just a few of you are not enough for me to accept cooperation with you. That makes sense… At least let all seven billion people in the pan-human history sign a guarantee before talking to me about this kind of thing.”

"After all, this is a matter between our Lostbelt and your Panhuman History, a matter between two [worlds]. To decide such an important matter based solely on a conversation between the two of us is far too arbitrary, isn't it?"

Peace and cooperation can only be achieved with the consent of all humankind, right?

(No, this shouldn't refer to the prerequisite for cooperation, but rather... what he's about to do will absolutely provoke the opposition of all humanity.)

Thinking of this, Aozaki Aoko sighed heavily: "It seems that what you are about to do is not a good thing for the history of humankind... Well then, I'm sorry, we have to stop you here, Tiger."

"Stop you, defeat you, and then take you back to pan-human history."

"Hmm, sure, if you can manage it." Natsukawa Torato lowered his hands. "By the way, how many more times do you think I can use that attack?"

"Huh?"

The answer is 569 times.

Natsukawa Torato himself provided the answer: "It's a legacy I created about 1,800 years ago. Because the ground was just too boring, I went to outer space and transferred a large number of meteorites into satellite orbit, ready for launch at any time."

"Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call it 'Celestial Magic: Meteorite'?"

"Come on, let me test how many shots you can catch before you completely collapse."

"boom----------!"

As Xia Chuanhu finished speaking, another meteorite fell!

22. The battlefield is on fire!

In the world materialized by Natsukawa Toranosuke's imagination, Aozaki Aoko and the others were being bombarded by a meteorite.

Inside the crumbling city of Camelot.

No, we can't get in touch with Aoko and the others at all.

Melly's troubled voice reached everyone's ears.

Whether it's communication or location tracking, I can't detect anything from my side. It's probably because there's a barrier preventing detection over there, or perhaps our technology is simply inadequate.

"So, does that mean Aoko and the others will have to rely on themselves over there?"

Aozaki Touko took a drag of her cigarette: "So what do we do next? Just wait here? Or go and defeat that Fairy Knight and Queen Morgan?"

Originally, the plan to deal with the Fairy Knight and Queen Morgan was made in consideration of their potential obstruction of the retrieval of Natsukawa Tiger. However, now that Natsukawa Tiger's side has commenced normal operations, the operational plan for the other three is no longer necessary.

"People from Pan-Human History really don't know any manners."

Someone's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, three figures appeared in front of the collapsed main street of Camelot City.

Those were three figures that Merry recognized very well.

After all, she was the only one among everyone who knew about the original situation of this Lostbelt, and she recognized who the three people were the moment she saw them.

"You barged into our royal city without a word, and now you're planning to leave without a word as well. You're a bunch of uncultured foxes. Is this the kind of rude creatures that tigers of the pan-human history era favored?"

The familiar voice startled Artoria and Mordred, who then both showed signs of nervousness.

"That voice is..."

"Mother..."

"Clang!"

Morgan, leaning on his scepter, appeared before everyone.

Everyone present had met Morgan before, but compared to when they met, Morgan now was much colder, even indifferent. The image of an "iceberg" was immediately etched into everyone's mind the moment they met.

(She is... Miss Morgan from the Lostbelt?)

In Mashu's memory, during her time in Uruk, when she was with Morgan, she was a fairly cheerful woman. Although she would occasionally show a rather cold side, most of the time she was like a slightly mischievous older sister next door.

But now, all she felt was overwhelming resistance.

Morgan glanced at everyone, led by Fujimaru Ritsuka, and after a moment of silence, ordered the two men behind him: "Lancelot, Gawain, listen to my command—arrest all the thieves and imprison them."

"Yes!"

"As ordered!"

Melousin and Bagst responded one after the other as Morgan finished speaking, and then—

"Whoosh—!"

Like a shooting star, Melishin, whose speed instantly soared to supersonic speed, arrived directly in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka!

On their way here, Melissa and Bagst had already heard about Natsukawa Tora's lover from Morgan.

Because in Morgan's memories of pan-human history, the information about them was among the most important, Morgan still remembered it very clearly even after 2,400 years.

They were his fiancées, women who had shared many trials with him, women who had been saved by him, and women who had fallen in love with him. They were moths drawn to his radiance.

Morgan admired and could understand their devotion in traveling thousands of miles to the Lostbelt to bring back Natsukawa Tora, but ultimately they were just a group of losers abandoned by Natsukawa Tora along with their past memories and the Holy Sword. Now, they shamelessly returned to try and win back their lovers...

It's already two thousand four hundred years too late!

Now, according to the information Morgan gave to Melousin and Bagst, besides the four people who fought with Natsukawa Tora, there are only three people who need to be paid the most attention to.

One is Artoria, one is Angelica, and the last one is Fujimaru Ritsuka.

(Take down the weakest human Master first, and that will disable their defenses—we've won!)

The lake light shone brightly on Melusin's hands.

Noble Phantasm Unveiled—【The Unknown Innocence Aroundight】!

The Blade of Light, refined from the shell of the Albion Dragon, is the only Noble Phantasm that Melsin can use while carrying the shell of Lancelot. It can cut through anything, not just humans, but even a mountain, without any hesitation.

"Clang—!"

However, the supersonic attack did not sever Fujimaru Ritsuka's head from her body, because a round shield blocked the sudden attack in time!

(Did I make a mistake? Even though I wasn't using top speed, I still managed to react.)

Melusin looked at the round shield that blocked her fairy sword and Mash holding the round shield.

“I know you, Mash Kyrielight, a half-servant who inherited the power of the pan-human Sgarahad.”

"Hmm...you are—"

“Lancelot,” Melousin said in a deep voice, “the fairy knight Lancelot, whose true name is Melousin, is the remains of the dragon Albion—”

"boom--------!"

A sudden burst of flames from the side interrupted Melusin's words!

"What's with the self-introduction during the fight! You should have said it before you even started! You flat-chested little girl!"

Grey had somehow switched to Jeanne Alter!

Waving the jet-black dragon banner, Jeanne Alter ignited a raging fire of fury, transforming it into a giant wave of flames that surged toward Melsin, who was battling Mash!

"Bang------!"

The burning greatsword shattered Jeanne Alter's flames with a deafening roar.

Holding his greatsword, Bagst approached Jeanne Alter and solemnly raised his sword: "I will be your opponent, Dragon Witch. It's not good to disturb other people's battle. We are both warriors who use fire, let's settle this properly."

"Mind your own business, you bastard." Melusin curled her lip and kicked the round table hard, knocking Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka back together. "I can take care of them all by myself."

"This is also His Majesty Morgan's order."

"Hmm... never mind, let's leave it at that."

Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu, who had already surrounded her, and Atalanta and Angelica, who were standing further back ready to provide support at any moment, Melusin sighed: "His Majesty didn't say whether they should live or die. Since they were Tiger's former comrades, we should show them some mercy."

"Let's break all their arms and legs for now—and be careful not to burn them to death, Bagge."

"Of course."

23. Correct usage of Meluxin

Lostbelts and the powerful and pan-human history are not comparable in any way.

This is not to say that Lostbelts are necessarily stronger than Pan-Human History. In the several Lostbelts so far, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash have also encountered enemies of similar strength to those in Singularities.

However, this British Strange Belt is different.

Under Natsukawa Torama's influence, Melosin and Bagst, who were already sure to put Chaldea in a tough fight, are now far, far stronger than before!

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang ——————————!"

The fairy sword Arondette slashed at the Round Table Shield with incredible speed.

Not only is her movement incredibly fast, but Melsin's attack speed is also so fast that Mashu doesn't even have a chance to retaliate and can only passively endure Melsin's almost uninterrupted combo attacks!

"It really is a fine shield. Is it the weapon wielded by my child from the pan-human history?"

Melsin recalled the information she had about Galahad and Mash from her memories.

A defense that will never break as long as the user's will is firm—it truly lives up to its name. Melsin has already slashed at it hundreds of times, but has not been able to leave a single mark.

It should be noted that each of her attacks is equivalent to a Noble Phantasm strike, and so far, no one has ever emerged unscathed from her attacks.

(Hmm, if I and Tiger have a child, will we be able to have such a shield? Or should I make one using my own bones or shell? But before that, I need to deal with Ash first. It's really troublesome to have my wife's position stolen first.)

While suppressing Mash, Melsin pondered something quite fitting for the name [Lancelot].

She didn't take it seriously.

It was still morning, and she was still feeling a bit sleepy. Suppressing Mashu one-sidedly was the best she could do. She was so tired that she didn't even want to try to flank Mashu.

As the one who directly suffered Melsin's attack, Mash's feelings were almost the complete opposite of Melsin's.

(So ​​fast...and so powerful, every attack feels like it's going to pierce through the shield...my hands hurt so much.....)

Even though Mash could block every attack with her shield, her arms still had to withstand the direct impact of Melsin's attacks. She could handle a dozen or so Noble Phantasm-level attacks, but dozens or hundreds of them would be too much for even Mash to bear!

Moreover, with the increasing impact, her body was being pushed back little by little by Melusin, and she was now backed to a distance of more than ten meters from where she started.