Did the Heroic Spirit I conquered become a reality?

Upon seeing Tohsaka Yu, the woman slowly raised her head.

Her voice, like the most melodious, magnetic, and magical cello, gently resounded in this silent space.

Do you need a divination to predict your future, which is full of 'fog' and 'unknown'?

"Okay."

Yu Tohsaka looked at her, a gentle smile on his face, and slowly sat down in the chair opposite the woman.

"Then, please place your hand on this crystal ball."

As the woman spoke, she pushed a huge obsidian crystal ball, completely black and seemingly capable of sucking in one's soul, in front of him.

Yuuto Tohsaka gently placed her right hand on the cold crystal ball.

Just then, he suddenly felt an indescribable, intense drowsiness, like a tidal wave, sweeping wildly into his brain!

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier...

Finally, it slowly closed its eyes.

When Yu Tohsaka opened her eyes again, she was suddenly surprised to find that her surroundings had undergone tremendous changes.

He was in a magnificent Gothic palace, an immense and opulent place.

The palace floor was paved with a single, unimaginably huge block of obsidian, polished to a mirror shine.

High above the dome, countless magical crystals, like stars, radiate a soft glow.

At the deepest part of the palace is a massive throne made of pure, unidentified black metal, exuding majesty and an aura of "royal power".

This is...where?

Wasn't I in a fortune-telling shop not long ago...? Am I dreaming...?

Yu Tohsaka's eyes were filled with wariness and confusion.

Just then, a warm, misty fog filled with moisture and the sound of rushing water filled with an ambiguous atmosphere came from a side room not far away.

He instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

In the luxurious bathtub with its huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a woman with a stunningly beautiful and perfect mature figure that would make any woman envious was languidly soaking in the warm water, her back to him.

Although shrouded in a hazy, watery mist, it was difficult to see clearly.

But Yu Tohsaka could still clearly see her smooth, waterfall-like, beautiful white hair, and her flawless skin, like the finest, most flawless white jade, partially obscured by the water.

Who is this woman...?

Just as he was filled with vigilance and speculation, a clear, melodious, queen-like voice, full of "majesty" and "indifference," yet unexpectedly somewhat "familiar" to him, rang out leisurely from the bath.

"Who? Did Vortigern send you?"

Tohsaka Yu's pupils widened to their limit almost instantly!

He stared intently at the graceful figure in the bathtub.

Soon, a taboo name that should not exist in this world slowly surfaced in my mind.

"Morgan...Lefève?!"

Volume 1: Chapter 110 The Fairy Kingdom, Tristan and Gawain

At the same time, in the cold yet magnificent corridors of Camelot Palace.

Fairy Knight Gawain Bagst is conducting his routine patrol with steady and powerful steps.

She was clad in heavy silver armor, and each step she took echoed clearly on the marble floor, as precise and reliable as a metronome.

As a fairy knight, she always puts the safety of the queen and the order of the kingdom first, and even in this seemingly most peaceful moment, her hound-like vigilance never relaxes.

"Ugh... this is so incredibly boring."

A lazy yet sharp female voice came from behind her, filled with undisguised annoyance.

Bagst didn't turn around, but he knew who was speaking.

In this palace, only one person dared to treat patrol duties with such an attitude.

The fairy knight Tristan—Bawan Shi—followed behind Bagst like a boneless pendant.

Today she was wearing a gothic-style black lace dress, the intricate skirt swaying from side to side with her absent-minded steps.

As she walked, she picked at the spaces between her nails with her nail polished, stained nails, as if there were still traces of some poor soul's blood from not long ago.

“I say, Gawain,” Bavan Shi drawled, “why not leave this to the guards? We are noble fairy knights, shouldn’t we be in the palace, enjoying afternoon tea with Mother?”

"Speaking of which, did you see that 'human' from Chaldea that Mother summoned today? What did he look like? Was he so frightened by Mother's charm that he wet his pants?"

Her words were filled with contempt for ordinary fairies and humans, as well as an almost pathological possessiveness toward Morgan.

“Tristan,” Bagst’s voice was low and serious. She finally stopped and turned to look at her colleague. “This is Her Majesty’s order. It is our duty to guard Camelot.”

“Duty, duty, that’s all you ever say.” Bavan Shi curled his lip in disdain, walked around Bagst once, and looked at him as if he were a boring piece of furniture. “You loyal big dog, you really don’t know how to be flexible.”

“Mother is taking a bath right now, which is a rare time for her to relax. We should stay at the door instead of wasting time in this empty corridor.”

“Precisely because Her Majesty the Queen is relaxing, we must ensure that the entire palace is perfectly safe.” Bagst’s expression remained unwavering.

Just as Bavan Shi was about to say something sarcastic to pass the time, Bagst's expression suddenly changed.

Her ears, as sensitive as a hunting dog's, twitched slightly, and her previously steady breathing instantly stopped.

His tall frame suddenly tensed, like a fully drawn bow, his gaze shooting like a sharp sword towards the end of the corridor—the deepest part of the palace, in the direction of the Queen's bedroom.

"What's wrong?" Bawan Xi noticed her unusual behavior, and the laziness on his face also subsided a bit.

“…The flow of magic,” Bagst said softly, his voice tinged with confusion and gravity. “There are two… no, one is Her Majesty’s, and the other… is very unfamiliar, and… very powerful!”

Almost the instant her words fell, an invisible magical shockwave suddenly spread out from the depths of the palace! Although its power was weakened by the layers of palace walls, the texture of the collision was clearly transmitted to the senses of the two fairy knights!

The magic wall lamps on both sides of the corridor flickered for a moment, and a chilling sense of oppression, like the calm before a thunderstorm, filled the air.

Bawan Shi's face, which was originally quite pretty, instantly became ferocious and distorted the moment she felt that impact.

That wasn't out of fear, but out of rage!

"It's Mother's palace! Someone's over there—!" she screamed, her voice no longer sweet and coquettish, but filled with the primal madness and murderous intent of a fairy. "How dare they disturb Mother! Whoever it is, I'll tear them to pieces!!"

“Shut up!” Bagst roared, interrupting her frenzy.

The fairy knight, known for his composure, now had an extremely ugly expression, his eyes burning with anger.

She sensed the essence of that strange yet familiar power more clearly than Bawan Xi—it was a sacred and pure aura, completely out of place in this fairy kingdom.

...It's Voodoo!

She suddenly drew the demonic sword from her waist, and flames roared up on its blade.

"Enemy attack! High alert! Target is in the Queen's bedroom!"

Bagst's voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the entire palace area. At the same time, her tall figure transformed into a crimson afterimage, rushing towards the Queen's bedroom!

……

In the bedroom.

The moment the name 'Morgan Leffe' popped into his mind, Yu Tohsaka was overwhelmed with an unprecedented surge of emotions!

He was in a magnificent Gothic palace, an immense and opulent place.

And right before his eyes was the "witch" from Britain, who existed in the "legend"!

What... what on earth is going on?!

Morgan le Fay... what is she doing here?!

Could it be that she was also a Servant summoned by some unknown Master?

But how could this be?! The Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City has come to an end due to the complete collapse of the Greater Grail.

All the Servants should have already returned to the Throne of Heroes.

So, is this her "natural boundary"?

Did she descend upon my "modern world" in some unknown way, and then forcibly pull me into her "mental world"?

That’s not right either…

Yuu Tohsaka could clearly feel the real "presence" around him, filled with majesty and a sense of history.

Whether it's the gleaming obsidian floor underfoot, the magical crystals radiating a soft glow above the dome, or... the ancient aura filled with "mystery" and "ether" in the air.

This is definitely not the kind of "illusion" constructed by magic, like the "world of mental images".

This is... a real, ancient "other world"!

Upon thinking of this, Tohsaka Yu's pupils suddenly contracted sharply! A worst, most absurd, yet most fitting guess about the "unreasonable" scene before him surfaced in his mind.

Could it be that……

No… -Yue/-Yi first release… It wasn’t her “arrival”.

Instead, I've "time-traveled"?!

Just as he was filled with shock and absurdity, the queen-like voice, full of "majesty" and "indifference," rang out again from the bath.

The voice was clear and melodious, yet it carried an unquestionable and self-evident command.

"Don't just stand there like a block of wood."

"Come here and hand me that bath towel next to me."

Those commanding words, like a bucket of cold water, instantly pulled Yu Tohsaka back to reality from her chaotic thoughts of "time travel" and "another world."

Seeing that Tohsaka Yu hadn't reacted for a while, Morgan's amethyst eyes flashed with displeasure, and he coldly threatened, "Aren't you going to hurry up?"

The chilling killing intent hidden in those calm words jolted Yu Tohsaka out of her daze.

He then came to his senses, and without making a sound, stepped forward and picked up a neatly folded white bath towel from the clothes rack not far away.

Almost simultaneously, behind a curtain unseen by Tohsaka Yu, Morgan's slender fingertips, submerged in water, began to glow with a faint, ethereal purple magical light.

She was about to make her move because just now, she had keenly sensed that the man outside the door seemed to possess an aura that was both familiar and utterly repulsive to her—the aura of the 'White Dragon'.

Just as Tohsaka Yu was about to hand the towel through the curtain, a languid yet extremely alluring voice came from behind the steamy curtain.

"Hehehe... What a cowardly man. You're so reluctant to come in? I don't mind, so what are you afraid of?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a gentle yet irresistible magic tugged at the corner of the curtain, as if silently urging it on.

Yu Tohsaka took a deep breath, knowing there was no turning back.

He finally loosened his grip on the towel and instead grabbed the heavy curtain, slowly pulling it aside.

As the curtain was pulled to one side, the entire marble bathtub was finally revealed.

The rising, warm steam made the entire space seem dreamlike.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of fine essential oils and flower petals, and in the huge pool, a graceful figure appeared and disappeared in the hazy mist.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down the water like a waterfall, highlighting her fair, jade-like shoulders and delicate collarbones, creating a picture that could drive any man crazy.

Just as Tohsaka Yu's gaze was drawn to that stunning figure and he subconsciously stepped forward, the enchanting atmosphere was instantly torn apart!

The magic light that had been prepared for so long suddenly lit up! Several solid magic spears appeared out of thin air, carrying a chilling aura and killing intent, and shot towards him from all directions!

Roar!

Almost the instant the magic erupted, Tohsaka Yuya reacted immediately!

Sensing a deadly threat, the White Dragon Furnace within his body suddenly began to spin wildly, and surging pure white magic power instantly erupted from his body, forming a semi-transparent dragon scale barrier in front of him!

clang!clang!clang!

The magic spear collided violently with the dragon scale barrier, producing a crisp yet piercing sound, before both were ultimately annihilated.

The mist was dispersed somewhat by the surging magic, and Morgan's figure became clearer.

She glanced at the lingering white dragon aura around Tohsaka Yu's body and immediately let out a cold laugh, her voice filled with disgust and contempt:

"So you really are one of Vortigern's men? What did that despicable man send you here for? To assassinate me? Or to steal something from me?"

As she finished speaking, she raised her head with a cold smile, and for the first time, her beautiful purple eyes truly and clearly reflected the image of the person in front of her.

He was a boy who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a well-fitting black robe that accentuated his tall and straight figure.