To become a king and a magician

(If this continues... I'll be the first to give up—)

"Clang—!"

Suddenly, the most powerful slash to date struck the shield, and the force of the impact sent Mash flying backward. She spun twice in the air before landing back on the ground.

However, just as Mashu quickly got up to prepare for the next attack, Melsin shook her hands and said, "I can't take it anymore... I'm so tired. My wrists are so sore from hitting the wooden stakes thousands of times. I need Tiger to give me a good massage later."

(My wrist is sore? Does that mean I can't attack for the time being?!)

"Mash!"

"Yes!"

Realizing this was a rare opportunity, Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately used enhancement magic on Mash. Mash's physical abilities were instantly enhanced by one level, and she immediately rushed towards Melsin, leaping high into the air and slamming her round shield down with all her might!

"Clang—!"

Using the scabbard of her fairy sword to forcefully block the round shield in mid-air, Melusin sighed helplessly, "Let me rest for a bit."

"I'm sorry, no—Ayaka-san!"

"coming!"

Even further away than Fujimaru Ritsuka, Ayaka Sajou, who had been waiting for a long time, was draped in a flame-red haori and had even her hair turned fiery red. She quickly stomped her feet on the ground with her high heels, which she had somehow managed to put on!

The ground beneath Melusin's feet suddenly turned fiery red, then erupted like a volcano—

"Boom—!"

A blazing pillar of fire burst forth from the ground! It engulfed Melishin completely! Immediately afterward, Ayaka Sajou's appearance suddenly changed, transforming from a fire witch into an ice witch, her five fingers clenching tightly against the pillar of fire!

"Snap—!"

The raging pillar of fire instantly transformed into an incredibly solid ice pillar, freezing Melusin firmly within it!

(Good, that's enough to trap them for now. Now it's time for the Fairy Knight Gawain's turn.)

Ayaka Sajou had just had this thought—

"Crack!"

The icicle that had frozen Melusin suddenly broke in half from the very middle.

With a burst of dazzling sword light, the entire ice pillar was instantly shattered into countless ice blocks, and the next moment, Melishin's figure broke free and appeared in front of Sajou Ayaka!

"Boom--!"

A punch landed squarely on Ayaka Sajou's abdomen, slamming her into a nearby house and smashing through several walls.

Still covered in ice crystals, Melusin quickly shook her head and hair, then rubbed her hands together: "So cold...so sleepy...getting up in the morning is already painful enough, and now you're using ice on me. I really want to go back to Tiger's bed and sleep right now."

"Bang----!"

Just then, a magic bullet suddenly flew straight towards Melusin's head from not far away! Startled, Melusin quickly turned her head to dodge the attack! At the same time, she looked in the direction from which the magic bullet came: "Your Majesty, please be careful of the stray bullet, it almost hit me."

"Is that so? Then I apologize, Lancelot. I sensed an unclean aura from you just now and thought it was Morse, so I attacked instinctively."

(Uh... they must have heard me talking to myself just now, right?)

"Let's get serious, Lancelot. Given your performance this time, a long-awaited three-person nap together isn't out of the question."

"boom----!"

In an instant, Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka simultaneously felt the magical power emanating from Melsin like a fountain, and faintly, the roar of a dragon echoed in their ears!

Then—

"roar----------!"

Completely different from her previous listless and sleepy appearance, Melusin showed an extremely serious expression. The fairy sword Arondette was drawn from her arms once again. Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka were instantly surrounded by a bright blue light!

It was as if a giant dragon had enveloped the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, within that band of light, countless meteors poured out inwards!

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

Meilushin launched a fierce attack on the two of them from all directions!

(I don't know why, although I don't know why... even though it's still morning, I'm full of energy right now!)

24. Hereby, we declare the defeat of Pan-Human History.

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Morgan glanced at Melusin, who was now focused on her work, and then pulled his attention back from his reverie.

(This way, Melisandre won't have to worry anymore. Although she's the most reliable knight, she was still a bit worrisome in the morning. It's good that she's now motivated.)

(Gawain wasn't a concern from the start; she's always been a very reliable and serious person. She should be able to handle this in a few more minutes, right?)

Just as Morgan had thought, compared to the minor troubles on Melusin's side, Bagst was unilaterally suppressing them.

Or rather, it was ravaged.

Even when facing five people, including Angelica who used the Gilgamesh class card, she showed no signs of weakness. Neither Angelica's Noble Phantasm nor Atalanta's arrows could harm Bagst in the slightest. Jeanne Alter and Gray, who were fighting her head-on, were forced to retreat.

Hier and Aozaki Touko couldn't help at all.

After all, Bagst's true form is a black dog that can devour magic power. Both of them are magicians who rely on magic power to fight, and the fact that the other can devour magic power has already rendered them powerless.

(It's only a matter of time before the battles on both sides end, and then it's my turn—)

"Clang—!"

As Morgan pondered, the radiant holy sword, along with the king's sword wreathed in crimson lightning, slashed down. Just as it was about to touch Morgan, it was forcibly blocked in mid-air by an invisible barrier. Then, both Artoria and Mordred felt a strong counterattack, which instantly blasted them back to their original positions.

Morgan glanced at the two coldly: "Is this all you've got? Artoria of Pan-Human History, and my daughter Mordred, if this is all you've got, then forget about bringing the tiger back, you'll both die here today."

Using the flying Noble Phantasm borrowed from Angelica to propel herself into the air, Artoria stared at Morgan: "Don't be so sure of yourself, Morgan. We'll take our Master with us, and if you try to stop us, I'll defeat you."

"You think you can even break through my automatic defense magic?"

Morgan sneered.

Automatic Defense Magic – This is a magic that Morgan prepared shortly after the establishment of the Fairy Kingdom, at the suggestion of Natsukawa Torato. Its effective range is a spherical field with a radius of 85 centimeters centered on her. Attacks launched against her from outside this field will be absorbed and then converted into pure impact force and fed back to the attacker.

The reason for developing this magic trick was simple: just in case. Even though no one had ever been able to harm Morgan since the founding of the Fairy Kingdom, Natsukawa Torato knew what Morgan's original fate would have been, and this magic trick was prepared to prevent such a situation.

Morgan, of course, understood Natsukawa Tora's intentions and had no complaints about it.

"Release your holy sword, Artoria, and Mordred," Morgan said. "I will make you realize the difference between us. Panhuman History is nothing but a rabble."

"It means you don't even respect my holy sword."

Artoria sighed softly: "You really are arrogant enough, Morgan. Do you really think you can face Mordred's True Name Release at the same time without getting hurt?"

“Of course. I’ve witnessed the brilliance of a mere holy sword countless times; it’s nothing to fear.” Morgan said as he lowered his flight altitude. “Come on, I’ll give you time. I will take your Noble Phantasms head-on and then crush you in a blaze of glory, thus proclaiming your defeat in the history of humankind.”

"Stop talking big!"

Even though the enemy was her own mother, Mordred showed no mercy. Using the burst of crimson lightning as propulsion, she instantly rushed to Morgan's side and slashed down with all her might with her brilliant and glorious royal sword!

"Bang--------!"

Just like before, without any difference, the moment the blade touched the automatic defensive magic surrounding Morgan, Mordred was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and was bounced back to his original position.

Morgan looked at Mordred with some disappointment: "Don't waste my time, Mordred. Unleash your Noble Phantasms; it's your only way to defeat me."

"Tsk—you said it yourself, Mom!"

With the horned helmet removed, Mordred raised the King's Sword high, and raging crimson lightning began to coursing across its blade, a beam of crimson lightning suddenly shooting into the sky!

"I am not the king, but one who follows in his footsteps. For the king's peace, I will drive out all enemies—[those who rebel against my magnificent father (Clarent BloodArthur)]!!"

Roaring out the true name of his Noble Phantasm, Mordred swung the King's Sword in his hand, along with the red lightning beam, at Morgan!

"Boom————————————!"

The Noble Phantasm unleashed by True Name clashed with Morgan's automatic defense magic.

(So ​​this is the attack of an A+ rank anti-military Noble Phantasm... I see. Even if its power is average, its mystery surpasses my magic. It can only hold out for a short while?)

No matter how powerful Morgan's magic is, it is still just magic. In terms of mystery, it is inferior to Noble Phantasms, which are crystallizations of fantasy. In fact, being able to withstand a Noble Phantasm for even a short while is already a testament to the terrifying level of Morgan's magic.

The magic trick will be broken in three seconds.

(But that's about it, isn't it?)

Morgan placed his hand on the scepter, grasping a protruding handle—

"Whoosh—!!"

A torrent of pitch-black light suddenly erupted!

The lightning bolts unleashed by Mordred's royal sword were only momentarily stalemated in the darkness before being completely engulfed and submerged by the light! Then, the surge of light directly struck Mordred!

"Crack!"

The armor was completely shattered, and accompanied by an intense burning sensation, Mordred was instantly knocked from the air to the ground, his entire body covered in injuries resembling severe burns.

Mordred!

"Your turn, Artoria."

Without giving Artoria time to worry about her daughter, Morgan urged, "Let me see your holy sword. It should be more impressive than that good-for-nothing daughter, right?"

"Um...wait, what's that in your hand—"

The moment Artoria saw what Morgan was holding, her eyes widened in shock.

Although there are some differences in the details, and the overall color is all black, it is clearly...

"Excalibur... Why do you have a holy sword in your hand, Morgan? And what does it look like—"

"It's nothing, just a counterfeit."

Morgan held the black holy sword in his hand with no interest whatsoever.

"It is one of the better ones among the countless failed attempts that I should have forged in the past but failed to do."

"Just a fake that's not too bad in quality."

25. Unilateral crushing