Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Albion was the strongest enemy Morgan had ever faced. Despite a fierce battle, the Queen maintained her legendary undefeated record.

She walked to the coffin displaying the dragon's claws, gazing silently at the dragon's arm that had been transformed into a formal suit, recalling the battle scene.

That battle was undeniably real; it couldn't possibly have been a dream, Morgan thought.

Albion's strength left a deep impression on the Queen; he truly lived up to his name as the "Grand Dragon." Even now, thinking back on it, she can't help but feel a long-lost sense of tension.

"But in the end, I was still the one who won the duel... Heh."

Morgan, disguised as a blonde girl, revealed a smug expression: "I will not relinquish the title of the strongest in Britain to anyone else."

Just then—Morgan frowned slightly.

She suddenly remembered a detail.

I remember that before I severed Albion's arm, the dragon seemed to pause for a moment for some reason.

It was by exploiting that opening that Morgan was able to successfully swing the holy sword and sever the dragon's forepaw.

At that time, Albion...

Morgan shook his head: No, I'm overthinking it.

At that time, she and Albion had been fighting continuously for seven days and seven nights. Even if the opponent was the strongest dragon, it was inevitable that he would show a weakness due to exhaustion.

Finding nothing in the Londinion underground, Morgan went to the city center.

The city center of Londinion is the site where Queen Morgan defeated King Vortigern, and it has now been transformed into a huge memorial square.

In the center of the square stands a huge statue of Morgan, perfectly recreating the famous scene of that battle.

The white dragon with its claws pinned by the holy spear, and the queen who stands high above, exuding a divine aura.

"Hmm, does it look a bit old-fashioned? I feel like I should be younger and cuter."

Morgan stroked his chin as he examined his own statue, his memories tracing back to the decisive battle with the Low King.

The battle itself was nothing special; Morgan unilaterally and brutally killed Vortigern, the island's avatar, with thirteen Rhongomyniad spears.

Everyone who witnessed this scene marveled at the Queen's power, but they were unaware that—

The divine magic that simultaneously unleashed thirteen holy spears was created by Morgan on the eve of the final battle.

Queen Morgan originally possessed only one Holy Lance, which she had stolen from Merlin.

If he hadn't mastered the magic of replicating the Holy Lance just before the battle, he certainly wouldn't have been able to defeat Vortigern so easily.

It was after inventing the Holy Lance Magic that Morgan ascended from the "strongest level" to another dimension.

Speaking of which, what was the inspiration I got for creating the Holy Lance Magic... I think it was from a book?

The Queen rested her delicate chin on her hand, lost in thought.

After leaving Lentinion, Morgan used the "Water Mirror" magic to instantly arrive at the coastal town of Tintagel.

This once-obscure town has now become one of Britain's most famous tourist attractions.

In the town, the sword in the stone, which was split open by the Queen herself, is still on display.

There were just too many tourists.

Morgan did not want to spoil the public's excitement, so he waited until nightfall before approaching the sword in the stone.

"Oh dear... how embarrassing."

The blonde girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

In front of so many people, he actually broke the chosen sword.

Then, maintaining a stoic, icy expression, she said, "What a boring trick... I'm busy, I'm going back."

...This is so embarrassing! What if I hadn't cut it off back then!

Rather, given my swordsmanship at the time, it's quite remarkable that I was able to cut the chosen sword in two with a single stroke!

Fortunately, the public's response was positive; otherwise, Morgan would probably have wanted to bang his head against a wall when he got back.

Thanks to this selection ceremony, Morgan gained the support of the entire British people shortly after her ascension to the throne, which is why she was able to complete the unification so smoothly afterward.

Morgan knelt down in front of the sword in the stone, reached out and stroked the broken blade, which was bathed in moonlight, and murmured something.

"I'm so sorry... because of my own selfish desires, you have suffered unnecessary humiliation."

As a magician with sword attributes and expertise in projection magic, Morgan's words came from the bottom of his heart.

Hmm, let's add this child to our sword world as well...

As the queen pondered this, she read the structure and memories of the chosen sword.

"...?"

Morgan looked surprised: This sword... was already damaged before I broke it?

Suddenly, an indescribable chill enveloped the Queen.

If it could be explained as a coincidence before... this time, it can no longer be explained as a coincidence.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she was utterly astonished.

The battle with Albion, the final showdown with Vortigern, and this selection ceremony...

It's as if there's an unseen force of fate at play...

An invisible hand is helping me, and it is helping only me.

“………………Ugh!!!”

Morgan covered her mouth, the intense nausea and vomiting making her gag.

My mind was in complete chaos.

The Queen does not trust any human beings.

She always believed that she had achieved her current great success on her own, without relying on anyone else.

However, these findings shook her beliefs.

What exactly is going on?

What exactly happened to me?

What exactly have I forgotten?

When the gagging finally stopped, Morgan subconsciously wiped the corner of his eye with his finger.

"……what."

She found herself crying without even realizing it.

……

……

After confirming the existence of some unseen force, Morgan's investigation became clearer.

After defeating the wicked King Vortigern, her life essentially entered an easy mode.

So if you want to find any clues, you need to look at the period when she was at her weakest – that is, the time when she was traveling in Britain as the "Savior Ash".

Morgan embarked on another pilgrimage.

Great harvest.

While fighting the Saxons and helping the villagers hunt monsters for meat, Morgan indeed escaped danger several times by "coincidence".

Then came the most thrilling battle of the pilgrimage.

—The giant monster boar that attacked the village (Twrch Trwyth).

The enemies Ash encountered on his pilgrimage were at most magical beasts or barbarians who had gained the power of Vortigern.

But this demonic boar is completely different.

Morgan is now certain that it is a ferocious monster equivalent to a dragon.

It possesses a mystery spanning at least two thousand years, far surpassing ordinary mythical beasts.

How exactly did I manage to defeat such a formidable enemy back then?

It seems the sword that was deflected hit the giant boar's eye... Ah, another "coincidence".

"It seems I'm being blessed by Lady Luck."

Morgan said with a faint self-deprecating laugh.

Although the giant boar was powerful, it was not the strongest enemy that Ash had ever encountered.

There is only one strongest beast in Britain, a young beast named Cathy Palug.

His true identity is a primate killer who holds the "reason of comparison".

It was originally supposed to be a monster on par with the "Grand Dragon", but it was defeated and taken as a pet by Morgan, who was only 15 years old.

Morgan relied not on wisdom or magic, but on a mirror enshrined in a strange temple.

She used the mirror's reflection to deflect Cathy Palug's power attack, thus easily defeating her opponent.

After subduing the pure white beast, Morgan planned to return the mirror, only to be surprised to find that the temple had disappeared.

Even when asked, the villagers in the surrounding area said that there had never been such a temple in the vicinity.

Morgan didn't take it seriously at the time, but now she finally understands that it wasn't a paranormal event, but some kind of mysterious phenomenon that had been happening around her since she was a child.

Morgan spent half a month once again traversing the island.

The last stop of the pilgrimage is also the starting point.

Morgan was born and raised in the old royal palace where she spent her entire childhood.

The Queen had a vague feeling that she could find out the whole truth by going there.

Then, she will no longer be able to maintain her current self.

……

……

The old royal palace was in a state of disrepair.

After Morgan seized the throne, he did not use this place as his base, but moved to other castles.

The city was covered in thick dust, making it look like a kingdom that had been extinct for centuries.

Morgan walked down the long corridor with a nostalgic feeling and went to the bedroom where she had lived as a child.

Taking a deep breath, Morgan dispelled her magical disguise and transformed from a young girl back into the fairy queen of Britain.

Pushing open the door, the room's furnishings instantly evoked Morgan's childhood memories.

The Queen once read fairy tales at that table, watched the knights train from that window, and secretly tried on her mother's high heels in front of that mirror...

Everything was so nostalgic, and Morgan couldn't calm down.

Although I was touched, I felt like something was missing.

The Queen surveyed the room, searching with her eyes for "something" that she herself did not recognize.

The "Fairy Eye," which reveals the truth, has been searched for a long time without success.

Morgan was somewhat discouraged and sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh.

She came with high hopes, but was disappointed.

Could it be... that I'm overthinking it?

There is no invisible hand, nor are there any inexplicable phenomena.

Am I just lucky?

Feeling both disappointed and relieved, Morgan hugged his knees in bed.

When I was little...

He even cried all night after discovering Yuther's secret plan.

Although I cheered up the next morning.

Yes... I have never relied on anyone.