Along with the "Bridge Giant" and the "Rosehound," it is ranked as one of the three greatest, strongest, and most precious wonders possessed by Aya.

— "Flat Snark" (Moon Oil).

It is said that the raw material used to make it was the fat squeezed from the belly fat of nomadic gods who existed in the mythological era.

When it appears, it is an oil that rises to the surface as a film of night, hidden among the clouds and mist.

The effect is to create a powerful barrier that continuously spews out magic, reviving forgotten and abandoned things into PLOYs and controlling them. Simply put, it's about bringing the fairy tale world back to life on the earth.

In the world of magic, "Oil of the Moon" is also referred to by magicians as "the greatest fiction in the world, separated from the First."

"........."

Kuonji Aratsu opened the bottle of "Moon Oil" and drank half of the liquid without hesitation.

"Ugh...!"

The nauseating taste spread through the girl's mouth, but she nonchalantly forced it down her throat.

"Oil of the Moon" is the most wicked of all familiars.

Even its own owner wouldn't willingly become a sacrifice.

However, how could the rebellious spirit of a mere mythical monster possibly contend with the girl's desire to see her beloved one more time?

Now that things have come to this, nothing can shake Kuonji Aratsu's resolve.

There's no need for a farewell.

The girl, who has been immersed in fairy tales until now, now only thinks about growing up quickly, even if it's just for a moment.

"..."

After completely overcoming and absorbing the "Lunar Oil" within her body, Kuonji Aratsumi drank the remaining half of the oil in the small bottle as well.

Instead of swallowing, it was held in the mouth.

Kuonji Yuju picked up Shirou's body.

Shirou's body was so stiff that he could barely move.

With utmost care, even more so than she would with her own body, Yuzhu embraced the cold boy.

The witch gently lifted Shirou's head.

"I love you, Amamiya-kun..."

Even if you hate me or reject me, I don't care, I don't care...

So... shall we do something risqué?

After saying that, the girl's lovely pink lips pressed against the boy's cracked, pale lips.

Yuzhu kept stirring her alluring tongue, allowing the "Moon Oil" to smoothly enter Shirou's mouth.

Heavy snow fell, and thick fog blanketed the area.

It transcends mysterious magic.

The gate of miracles, which was not accepted by human wisdom, then descended upon the forest.

Centered on the snow where the two were nestled together, a vibrant sea of ​​white flowers began to spread toward the horizon.

that's all----

On this night, the "First Magician" Yuju Kuonji was born into the world.

Volume 2, Chapter 145: Reunion with Morgan

Shirou slowly opened his eyes.

"...?"

A clear blue sky and a tranquil plain dotted with colorful flowers.

All around were endless grasslands, with distant forests visible only on the horizon.

Without human-built fences and houses, city walls and castles, things like nations would not exist.

Looking at the dreamlike scenery before him, Shirou couldn't help but think of the words "Fairy Land".

He blinked in confusion and sat up.

what happened?

His thoughts drifted, and Shirou closed his eyes, quietly recalling the events, and then...

"........."

Shirou remembered everything.

“I died… I died in Arisu’s arms.”

So this time it's not a dream created by the teacher, but real reality—

This is Avalon, the place where the souls of the planet reside.

At the end of his long, long pilgrimage, Shirou finally arrived here.

"Mmm~~~~~~"

The boy stretched lazily.

My feelings are a little complicated.

On one hand, Shirou was very happy that he had finally arrived at the promised place.

On the other hand, after calming down, he also began to regret his impulsive actions at that moment.

Even though I still have many promises to keep.

She made a promise with Irisviel and the others: "I will return safely, don't worry about me."

He had promised Sakura that he would teach her magic.

After entering junior high school, he made a promise to join the archery club with Shinji.

The agreement to help Grandpa Lei repair his motorcycle.

The promise to entertain Miss Yaobikuni when she came to visit Fuyuki.

There are a lot more……

In the end, didn't I fail to follow any of the rules?

Shirou couldn't imagine how worried they would be if he were to leave and never return.

"..."

Shirou got up from the grass.

What should he do next? Shirou looked around aimlessly.

Ultimately, is there anyone else here besides me?

Oh, right... teacher!

If Ms. Avalon finds out I'm dead, she might come looking for me here... This was her home after all.

Let's just wait here until the teacher returns.

It may take several years, decades, or even a hundred years, but... Shirou has plenty of time now.

He collapsed onto the grass and began to roll around in an attempt to calm his unease.

"what are you doing?"

A voice echoed from the inner side of a planet devoid of humans.

Upon hearing the voice, Shirou looked up and froze.

"Why did you get here so quickly?"

That cold voice questioned.

Shirou's mouth was half-open, and his throat was trembling.

A woman wearing a black veil and black clothes appeared before us.

Her long silver hair cascaded down to the ground. She had a full yet slender figure, fair and healthy skin, and exuded a cold and aloof aura that kept people at a distance.

Morgan...?

Shirou felt his throat quickly dry out.

He vaguely understood the identity of the woman in front of him.

She is not any Morgan that Shirou knows, yet she is every Morgan that Shirou knows.

Here—Avalon—is a place where the souls of the stars are kept.

The Morgan before us is the very origin of the "Fairy Princess" and the "Fairy Queen".

Born as the mistress of the island of Britain, she eventually became Shirou's wife, the "Fairy Queen".

After the world collapsed, they drifted to the fairy kingdom.

In the new world, she was reincarnated as a fairy in paradise and became the "Fairy Queen" after Shirou's death.

The one who appeared in Avalon is probably the same as the original (record) of the "Fairy Queen" who is still alive.

Morgan stared at the boy for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.

Through the black veil, Shirou noticed a rather shaken expression on her face, which was sculpted with unparalleled beauty.

"Why did it turn out like this... It must all be Merlin's fault."

Morgan bit her lip in dissatisfaction and questioned again, "Shirou... why did you get here so quickly?"

"........."

Shirou didn't know what to say.

There are many more important things I want to say than answer that trivial question.

Just seeing Morgan's face made Shirou's heart race with excitement.

If he could, Shirou would love to pull off her veil and see her face more clearly... but he was already quite satisfied with what he had just seen.

"Aha……"

Morgan sighed softly again: "It all turned out this way...it's all because of me after all."

"?"

Shirou blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Why would it be Morgan's fault?"

Morgan paused briefly before continuing.

Even after we parted ways, Shirou, you've still been following in my footsteps... haven't you?

"........."

As Morgan said.

Even after returning to pan-human history, Shirou still couldn't forget Morgan.

Whenever he had free time, Shirou would think about that question from time to time—

"Will I ever see Morgan again after I die?"

Even while Shirou was still alive, he was already thinking about what would happen after he died.

Shirou himself knew that this was wrong.

This is not only disrespectful to one's own life, but also unfair to those around Shirou.

Shirow knew very well what Morgan was angry about—

Morgan hoped that his beloved young man would cherish the hard-won life he had.

Even if it's a "world without her," it's still "Shirou's own life."

Morgan wanted Shirow to experience his original life in its entirety.

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