Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Shiomi raised his chin slightly. "As expected of Kiba no Azuki, you are always loyal. But if you really want to be loyal, you should stop the front army instead of fighting me."

"Enough of your boasting, human. No matter who you are, I will deal with you here on behalf of His Majesty."

As Woodworth spoke, he rushed out without warning, his sharp claws going straight for Shiomi's heart.

Then he froze, his arms firmly grasped, unable to struggle.

Shiomi is still smiling:

"Nice aura, speed, strength, and technique. It all reminds me of Reinecke. Ah, Fang Azure, such a nostalgic power."

Then, his voice suddenly deepened. "But you are not Reinecke. Yaling, who once served me loyally, has passed away. As the next generation, even if you chose to submit from the beginning, I don't need you."

"My father's choice has nothing to do with me today." Woodworth raised his left hand.

For Yaling, the previous generation is in a sense the father, although the next generation (son) will only be born when the father dies.

"No, I'm telling you. If it was Reinek who stood in front of me, I would still show mercy, but for you, there's no need for that."

Xijian raised his right hand, and a biting coldness accumulated in his hand.

He was the first to arrive, and before Woodworth could counterattack, he was hit in the heart by Shiomi. The ice cone pierced his body, broke out of his body, and exploded.

"Well……"

Woodworth felt pain in his lungs and trachea just from breathing.

The Star Lungs moved rapidly, healing the fatal frostbite from within, and he found that Shiomi's attack accurately hit the healing function of the Star Lungs.

"This is the third time." Shiomi took slow steps and came to the prone Woodworth. "The next generation of Reinecke, I know Fang Azumi like you better than you know yourselves."

"It's just that I was careless and underestimated your strength." Woodworth growled softly, "It seems that you are indeed powerful, able to fight Her Majesty the Queen for two thousand years and to have predecessors follow you."

He suddenly jumped up from the ground and jumped into the air.

"But I will surpass you, God King, along with the share of my predecessors!"

"Well said, then use all your strength, or you will become the next 'Predecessor'."

Shiomi poked his hands out from under his sleeves and made a calm declaration.

Chapter 109 Entering the City

“Guaaaaaaa…”

Woodworth covered the wound on his chest and retreated more than ten meters. His breathing became heavier than before, but the injury to his heart could not be healed for a long time.

"What is it, what exactly is that...the fairy realm?" Woodworth was still thinking about what had just happened.

He was dragged by Shiomi into a strange world of ice and snow, and then the battle became a one-sided suppression.

Having suffered a series of fatal injuries, Woodworth returned to the familiar city of Camelot. He was covered in ice fragments that had not yet melted and fell off, and he struggled to maintain his standing posture.

"The inherent barrier is, in a sense, similar to the fairy realm, but not exactly the same." Shiomi stood there. "But it's really unexpected. You are indeed much stronger than Reinek. After taking that arrow, you can still stand."

"I am the head of the clan and have inherited the name of Grand Duke Woodworth. I will never lose to a human!" Woodworth roared.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the buildings on both sides. Dozens of Camelot soldiers surrounded the place and aimed their bows and arrows at Shiomi.

Woodworth, who had originally pursued a fair one-on-one victory, now felt humiliated. He was about to yell at the soldiers to retreat and go to meet the enemy at the city gate, but he caught a glimpse of a flash of light.

Almost by instinct, Woodworth leaned down to avoid the sudden slash.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the soldiers surrounding this place were all broken, and blood and internal organs gushed out, dyeing the streets in this area red.

"What happened?" Woodworth raised his head despite the pain.

But he saw that Xi Jian was holding a silver spear in his hand. The murderous magic emanating from the spear made Woodworth feel creepy unconsciously.

"'The Chosen Spear,' she gave it to me in the hope that if I were faced with the same situation as that night, I would have the upper hand against the fairy." Shiomi muttered quietly to herself, her tone as if she were narrating, yet also reminiscing. "Feel honored, right? Even the previous Reinecke never got to experience this spear firsthand, but now you have the privilege to do so."

He pointed a gun at Woodworth, but he didn't mean to free his real name.

The original purpose of this Noble Phantasm was to discipline the British fairies who were burdened with original sin.

By releasing its true name, Shiomi knew how powerful it could be with his own strength.

However, he can't use it like this now.

It's not that he can't control the power of the gun, but he is worried that the curse on him will infect this pure white gun when his true name is released.

and so--

"This is my fantasy, my expectation, my future, my destiny as both a human and a non-human—"

Pei Mo's magic power accumulated rapidly. Woodworth's experience told him that this attack was a wide-area linear magic bombardment.

The correct approach is to avoid the attack route and use speed to prevent the opponent from aiming at you.

However, Woodworth's body was now too heavy to achieve that kind of evasion.

Even though his agility was still as good as that of the British fairies, he was simply unable to cope with the current urgent situation.

So the current patriarch of the Fang clan, Pai Re Da Gong, crossed his arms.

He also has a trump card, which is the "Inherited Defense" unique to Yazhi Yaling.

"If it's not an attack that's deadly in one blow, it won't injure you."

“——『Noble Phantasm』.”

Woodworth only saw a light so bright that it bleached his vision coming towards him. The powerful magic was tearing at the absolutely powerful body. He finally realized how much he underestimated the enemy.

The previous generation of Yaling did not lose unfairly.

The man in front of me couldn't be measured by human standards at all.

A dazzling light shot up into the sky, pushing Woodworth diagonally into the sky, flew out of Camelot's airspace, and fell toward the southwest.

When the attack ended, Shiomi saw from afar that Woodworth was still breathing, falling powerlessly towards the land in the southwest.

"He's so tenacious that he actually managed to hold on." Xijian couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Then, noticing someone's gaze fixed on him, Shiomi turned his head to look at the mountains directly south of Camelot.

He aimed a long-range sniper rifle at Koyanskaya in the city, and met Shiomi's smile through the crosshairs. Although he had his eyes closed, Koyanskaya reflexively covered the scope to ensure her own safety.

But nothing happened.

Cold sweat oozed from Gao Yanskaya's cheeks. After just three months, she felt unprecedented pressure when she saw this man again. If she pulled the trigger just when she was sure she could hit the target, she always felt that the bullet would hit her instead.

An intuition without any reason.

Originally, Britain was not at the top of Goyanskaya's plan, if Britain's Storm Wall had not been replaced by the Wall of Light, if Chaldea had not changed its direction, and if Shiomi and Morgan had not been missing.

The focus of her work now should definitely be on other anomalous areas.

He was secretly shocked. Goyanskaya's plan to devour Shiomi as a tail was showing signs of failure.

Slowly putting away the sniper rifle, Gao Yanskaya sighed helplessly. It seemed that she could not get involved in the British War at all and could not take advantage of the situation.

After realizing that the gazes staring at him had disappeared, Xi Jian turned around and continued to climb the long steps of the royal city, but he suddenly stopped when he reached the first platform between the steps.

"...Inherent barrier, imaginary Noble Phantasm. Normally, even if I were to continuously consume this much magic power, it wouldn't be this difficult." Shiomi clutched his heart, slowly calming his agitated magic circuits. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. "Be quiet, Cernunnos. You're a dead god, so just go to sleep peacefully, with me..."

Raising his head again, Xijian shook off the dust on his robe and continued walking towards the palace.

The not-so-long staircase soon reached the end.

The gates of the palace were open, as if anyone could enter and exit freely without anyone stopping them.

But it is hard to say whether the demon who entered the palace without any summons can come out safely.

As he entered the royal city in the center of Camelot, the sounds of fighting at the three city gates had completely faded away. He could only hear the quiet sound of his own footsteps echoing in the huge and empty council hall.

On the throne in the middle, a familiar figure sat on it, his right leg gracefully crossing over his left leg, his weapon placed diagonally to the side.

Morgan waited quietly and calmly for his arrival.

"It's been a long journey. How are you, Morgan?" Xijian stopped in front of the jade steps and greeted.

"It's always been good, always..."

Chapter 110 Close Your Eyes

The wind blew through the council chamber, lifting Shiomi's robe and the veil under Morgan's crown, revealing lips painted with light blue lipstick and eyes with a slight smile.

The wind was weak but long, as long as the past two thousand years.

"As the letter said, I have come to see you." Xi Jian smiled. "With such a powerful enemy at hand, you are too lax to even take up your weapons."

"You're empty-handed too," Morgan said.

"Yeah." Xijian smiled even more happily.

There are no extra meanings, no complicated thoughts, just the simplest greetings and jokes.

He slowly walked up the jade steps, came to the throne, and looked down at Morgan.

Morgan, who had to look up because of the way he was sitting, looked at him quietly, and then was quietly held in his arms. The long-lost warmth and smell, which seemed like the previous life, surrounded Morgan again.

Wordlessly, she opened her arms and wrapped them around his waist.

"These two thousand years must have been very hard," Shiomi asked, gently stroking her hair.

"Because I know you're working just as hard as I am, I can persevere." Morgan agreed softly, "Even if we're on opposite sides of the world, I know I'm not alone."

"...Yeah." Xi Jian agreed and slowly let go of Morgan. "Do you know why I suddenly declared war this time?"

"During this brief period of peace, the goblins have generally become disloyal." Morgan gave a wry smile. "You came to remind me to evacuate Camelot, and then you plan to eliminate the clans that harbor rebellious intentions."

The reason she stayed here was simply because she wanted to have a good meeting with him before leaving.

The premise is that Shiomi really intends to do this.

Morgan felt he was entitled to an explanation for the seventeen years of peace he had granted without any reason and ended without any reason.

"No, the reason I started the war this time and then attacked the palace alone is actually very simple." Xi Jian said here and looked at Morgan. "Can I sit down and talk? I'm a little tired standing."

"Of course." Morgan was slightly stunned, then happily moved to the side and let him sit next to him.

This was something she had always longed for.

You are not sitting alone on the throne, but the person you love most is with you.

"Well... I'm still a little tired. Can I rest my head on your thigh?" Xijian seemed to be thinking about something.

"We're in the middle of a war now..."

Morgan felt helpless about his casualness, but still didn't refuse.

When Xi Jian lay down and rested his head on her legs, Morgan finally had the chance to ask, "You kept your eyes closed. Are you too tired to open them?"

"Let's continue with the previous topic." Shiomi abruptly changed the subject, holding Morgan's hand that was caressing his cheek, "I came here to return Britain to you."

"give me back?"

"After this battle, the God-King of Londinium fell at the hands of the Queen of Camelot. Although the Londinium army successfully entered the city, they had to withdraw to Londinium due to the loss of the God-King and the pressure of the Queen." Xijian said softly.

Morgan was slightly surprised: "Are you planning to admit defeat to me?"

"I guess so." Ximen smiled. "But the southern clans are all watching. If they see the situation reverse, they will definitely take action, and may even fight for the rights of Londinium."

"Any suggestions?" Morgan asked.

"Let them fight, let them struggle, force them to pledge allegiance to you in order to protect themselves. You must know how to use and suppress them. As for Londinium, I heard that Melusin has not yet been granted a fiefdom. If you trust her, you can grant Londinium to her. This way, we can preserve our former ideals."

Finally, Morgan realized the subtle meaning behind Xijian's words, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

"Why, don't you stay and rule Britain with me? Where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here." Xi Jian shook his head. "It's just that I've oversimplified some things. The beast god Cernunnos has left behind a curse that's been there for tens of thousands of years. Even if I can devour it and suppress it, I still have to pay the price."

"Sure enough...Sure enough..." Morgan's pupils suddenly contracted. "In the 400th year of the Queen's calendar, Camelot fell. After I returned here, I felt that something was missing from the Great Void..."

But at that time she did not have the conditions she had when she first investigated the Great Void. She was only accompanied by Morgan of Habertlot, and she was unable to confirm the situation inside.

It turned out that Shiomi took advantage of that time to enter the Great Void alone, devoured the remains of Cornunnos, sealed them in his own body, and completely cut off the source of the continuous disaster.

"It was fine at first, but seventeen years ago, I finally couldn't keep the curse sealed while maintaining this war. It was also at that time that my eyes were destroyed by the overflowing curse."

When her hand fell on her eyelid, Shiomi explained in a low voice.

"What's the point of doing this?" Morgan asked with a sob.