Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Naturally, what Morgan called Xia's "sincerity" was actually just to let her know Chaldea's current situation.

Because not only was there no hostility, but Habertlot, who was traveling with Morgan, even pointed out his identity as a diplomatic ambassador, Sakura, despite her concerns, took Morgan to visit the Shadow Border, explained their current situation, and how to enter Britain, thus meeting Morgan's requirements.

Fortunately, Morgan had no intention of heading to the offshore area at this moment, so he boarded Storm Border for a visit, which made the group feel relieved.

It’s not that they are worried about leaks, but they don’t know how to explain the situation to everyone on the ship.

"I see. For now, we can assume you have no hostility." Morgan looked at Sakura. "Your name is Shiomi Sakura, right?"

Sakura was stunned: "Yeah, right——"

She hadn't even introduced her name yet, but Morgan already knew it.

"Regarding your inability to communicate, I can't help you solve it right now. At least, this place doesn't have the conditions to do so," Morgan said. "If you plan to operate in Britain next, it would be best if you come to Camelot to see me first."

Then Habertlot proudly introduced, "This might shock you, but the Morgan that appears here is just a clone, a clone that's almost identical to the original!"

But the expected surprised reaction did not appear, and everyone reacted with an "as expected" response.

"If we go to Camelot as promised, will Her Majesty the Queen provide us with corresponding support and assistance?" Scathach asked in a slightly teasing tone.

Morgan did not agree immediately, but further explained: "As for what happens after this, it depends on whether you will bring disaster to Britain or become my enemy."

Her response generally aligned with the group's values, and coupled with the two points of "Morgan" and "no hostility," they all agreed that no matter what they were going to do next, they needed to go to Camelot, Britain.

"But this coast is shrouded in a thick, cursed fog. If we want to go to Camelot, we have to go around to a coast without the cursed fog and land again—" said Scathach.

Morgan glanced back at the thick fog. "It's true, this fog is an unavoidable curse for ordinary fairies. Only a few of you could safely pass through the curses of the 'Nameless Forest' and the 'Mist of Oblivion'."

As she spoke, she raised her hand slightly, and a combined mirror entrance large enough for Storm Border to enter appeared out of thin air.

Sitting elegantly on the roof of the armored vehicle, Morgan signaled to set off, so little Da Vinci got back into the car and drove it. After passing through the water mirror, he came to a field with a road.

The armored vehicle was traveling at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour in the somewhat desolate wilderness.

Morgan stood in the cab, not sitting down, looking at the scenery outside through the instruments inside the car. She remembered the wooden all-terrain magic car they used during their pilgrimage years.

So this idea comes from pan-human history, Morgan thought to himself.

Even though they had only known each other for a short time, Habertlot had already become familiar with Mashu, Ritsuka and the others, and was chatting and laughing with them.

"Is it my illusion? Why does the land of Britain... look like it has been ravaged by war?" asked Artoria.

"Your intuition is correct." Morgan glanced at her. "This land has just ended a two-thousand-year-long war and is now in a special period known as the 'Seventeen Years' Peace'."

"Two thousand years?" Scathach couldn't help but feel surprised.

Even she couldn't imagine what kind of war could last for two thousand years without stopping.

Logically speaking, if Britain had been in a state of war all the time, it should have been reduced to a wasteland long ago.

"But as the person involved, you don't seem to have any special feelings, as if this is a natural result." Artoria said again.

Morgan did not comment on this, but just looked indifferently at the images captured in the cab as the vehicle moved forward.

Obviously, she won't reveal too much until she arrives in Camelot.

"Forget it. Finding out the situation in Britain is what we are going to do next. It is enough if you do not object or obstruct us, Queen Morgan." Scathach said, "Before that, I... no, we want to ask you about someone. I wonder if he is in Britain."

"Tell me about it?" Morgan was vaguely sure who Scathach was asking about.

"His name is Shiomi Tenki, and he's... uh, quite an outstanding man." Altria hesitated, deciding it would be better to be brief than to shower her with praise. "He's a companion of ours in Chaldea, and also Sakura's father."

Morgan's eyebrows raised slightly. Rather than being asked about Shiomi, she cared more about the special emotions revealed in the words and actions of Altria and Scathach when they mentioned him.

Morgan understood that feeling very well.

Because it was exactly the same feeling she had.

Could it be——

"What? Shiomi is your companion? Is that true?" Habertlot was shocked. "That guy has been with Morgan for six thousand years. Could it be that you have made a mistake?"

"Six thousand years?" Scathach's face showed a gentle joy, "Then it can't be wrong."

Regardless of how she arrived at this world six thousand years ago, just for the fact that she could live this long, Scathach could only think of her beloved disciple.

"Tianxi... is really here." Artoria's heart finally settled down.

She has always been worried that Xijian is not actually here, but has been taken to another anomalous area by the alien god or the hidden one, or even to a place that is more difficult to find.

"Yes, Xijian Tianxi is indeed here." Morgan said slowly, "But he is not with me at the moment."

"At the moment?" Scathach caught the detail and immediately connected it with what Morgan had revealed earlier. "Are you telling me that the other party in this war that has lasted for two thousand years is your beloved disciple?"

"...You are worthy of being my husband's master. You are very clear about it." Morgan's tone became a little subtle.

She waved her hands slightly in the car, and the hem of her clothes fluttered softly, and her veil opened and closed slightly.

"Did you have a fight?" Ying couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's more complicated than just a fight," Morgan said.

Artoria immediately asked, "So, where is Tianxi now?"

"So what if you know? Are you planning to go see him now?" Morgan was a little dissatisfied.

"If we split up, one following you to Camelot, the other going to meet your enemies, would that be considered hedging our bets?"

Scathach retorted and threw the question back to Morgan.

"That's a really good question, and it sounds a lot like him."

Then, Morgan lowered his eyes slightly and let out a faint sigh.

Chapter 99: Envoys and Guests

Londinium, the palace of the God-King.

Meilushin knelt on one knee on the spotless floor of the hall, lowered her head slightly, and glanced at the person sitting on the throne through the bright reflection of the floor.

The God-King who ruled Londinium and led humanity in a two-thousand-year-long war against the goblins.

He was also the man who gave her a new life and a new name by allowing her to be reborn from the ambiguous state of life and death.

Xijian Tianxi.

At this moment, he was leaning lazily on the throne, with his eyes closed calmly.

The letter of credence that Mirusin had just presented was taken over by a girl in gorgeous clothes standing next to Shiomi, who read it on his behalf.

Although the girl was wearing a silver carved mask that covered half of her face, making it difficult to tell who she was, Melusin, as part of the Last Dragon, was able to see through the mask's cognitive obstruction magic and recognize the girl.

Bawan Xi, the only princess of Londinium.

He is also the most noble being under the God King, who was given the name of Fairy Knight Tristan by Londinium in order to fight against Camelot.

"His Majesty Morgan has sent greetings to my father, as well as an invitation for formal negotiations and the conclusion of a peace treaty." Bawan Xi closed the letter of credence and told Shiomi.

Shiomi nodded: "I see."

Then he posed the question to Melusin: "Sir Lancelot, the Fairy Knight, have you read this letter?"

"Seen."

"Any ideas?" Xijian asked again.

"This..." Meilushin was stunned by the question.

She actually hadn't thought too much about the contents of the letter.

In any case, there must be some tacit understanding between Morgan and Shiomi, which cannot be revealed from this publicly transmitted letter.

At best, it could be understood that Morgan was tired of the war, which had been briefly paused for seventeen years, and wanted to make peace.

Ke Xijian must have asked more than just this. Perhaps he was asking about Meilushin's thoughts and beliefs.

"For Britain, it would be a good thing to officially end the war as soon as possible and put an end to the border conflicts." Meilushin raised her head with a hint of sadness, looking at Xijian, who still had her eyes closed. "I have served Her Majesty the Queen for two thousand years and have seen too much blood and death..."

She came to Londinium as an envoy this time, and specially took off her armor and changed into a beautiful dress so that Xijian could look at her more.

But he kept his eyes closed, as if he had no interest and didn't even feel the need to open them to look.

Meilushin was sad, but she could understand.

To His Majesty the God King, the only important person has always been Queen Morgan, and I am here to protect Queen Morgan's sword on his behalf.

Don't have any more unreasonable thoughts than this.

"Is that so?" Xi Jian nodded nonchalantly. "I already know what your queen means, and I will give you a response soon."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding. However, Your Majesty, the Queen, did not request an immediate response. Please do not rush."

"Of course we have to hurry. Besides, you've traveled all the way to Londinium, so go down and rest first." Xi Jian raised his hand casually. "If the people below are not treating us well, please let us know."

Meilushin knew that this brief meeting was about to end. She didn't even have the chance to get closer to take a look or say a few more words that were not related to business.

However, Meilushin was still very happy that he was so considerate of her hard work.

If...what happened next hadn't happened...

The palace gates were open and no one entered or left. Except for the guards on duty in the palace, anyone entering or leaving would be discovered.

Therefore, before Meilushin could get up, she heard steady footsteps.

The sound of armored men's footsteps echoed in the quiet palace.

The footsteps sounded gentle, but they were very fast. When Melusin decided to look up, the other party had already walked past her. She only saw the tall knight with a pure white cloak on his shoulders shaking with his steps.

And, Shiomi's body sat up slightly.

"You are--" Bawan Xi looked surprised, and his eyes behind the mask were full of confusion.

Xijian raised his hand slightly, signaling Bawan Xi not to be nervous, and then smiled.

"Is that you?" He still had his eyes closed, his expression much softer than before. "You actually came here."

"No one stopped me, so I came all the way to the palace. Was our defense a little too lax?" The female knight's voice was as clear as moonlight, complementing the pure temperament she exuded.

Even though she couldn't see his face clearly, Melusin was certain that he was a powerful and pure knight.

"That's a long story."

Shiomi stood up from the throne by holding the armrest, slowly walked down the steps in front of the throne, and came to the front of the female knight.

"You must have had a hard time on the road. Have you eaten? If not, I'll cook something for you." Xijian asked seriously about her well-being.

"...You seem to be handling official business." The female knight's voice sounded happy, but she was also worried about whether her sudden arrival had disturbed him.

"It's already been taken care of." Shiomi naturally held her hand. She was undoubtedly accustomed to this behavior. "Come with me."

He took the female knight's hand as if no one was around and walked towards the depths of the palace. Bawan Xi followed them and nodded towards a corner of the palace before leaving.

After a while, a maid came over and said to Meilushin:

"Sir Lancelot, please follow me to the pavilion where you will be staying."

"Who is that knight?" Melusin had already stood up and was looking at the gate leading to the depths of the palace with a sense of loss.

"It should be Her Excellency Altria, but I haven't seen her for a long time, and she has changed quite a bit." The maid explained naturally, "She must have returned from an outing under the orders of His Majesty the God King."

This wasn't some hidden secret in Londinium, but it had never been a topic worth discussing, so everyone, including the maids, only knew about it.

Because I was not asked to keep silent, it seemed even more insignificant.

"is that so."

Meilushin was full of doubts.

Shiomi's attitude towards the female knight was obviously different from that towards herself.

In the short time they had spent together, Melusin had only seen Morgan have this honor.

Don't you...only love His Majesty Morgan?

She could only question Xijian in her heart.

A certain cognition that has been established for a long time is now inevitably shaken.

If that's the case... If that's the case, then what's the point of my two thousand years of patience?

With mixed feelings, Meilushin's mood at this moment seemed to have fallen from the top of a mountain to the bottom of a valley. The secret joy when she volunteered to go to Londinium had now turned into something more bitter.

She just wants to have a good rest now.