Otherwise, you can find another savior.

She stood firm, reached out and touched their heads, with a gentle smile on her face.

Twenty-three hours.

Chaldea confirmed that twenty-three hours had passed since Morgan entered the ice coffin.

"There seems to be some commotion outside?" she asked. "What happened, Scathach and Artoria? Could you please explain?"

Scathach lowered her arms: "From that tone, you are right."

"Right now, the remaining fairy clans are attacking Camelot, which was captured by the Londinium army, in the name of retaking Camelot," Artoria explained calmly.

After hearing this explanation, Morgan covered his forehead slightly, thinking back to what had happened before.

Obviously, the 23 years she experienced were just 23 hours of waiting for us here.

"When the Londinium army attacked the city, apart from the chief of the Fang Clan and some soldiers, the defense of the city was entirely carried out by the Camelot army alone."

Morgan put down his hand, turned around, and brushed away the icy dust on Xijian's body.

It took a little longer than expected.

Or maybe, she was greedy for the time she could spend with him, so she delayed their separation until that time, completing her mission as a Servant and returning to this "point in time".

What to do next is clear.

After all, she had twenty-three years to think it over again and again, and in the end she came to only one conclusion.

"Who is in charge of defending the city now?"

Before starting the ceremony, Morgan once again confirmed the current situation in more detail.

"It's the Black Knight Hector. Now that there's no news from my father, the Londinium Army is actually under his control." Bawan Xi explained.

"Really? Then there's no need to worry for now." Morgan turned around and said, "Next, I will use the magic power stored in the throne to recreate the third law of pan-human history. Scathach, come and assist me."

"You start ordering people around as soon as you get back. It's really embarrassing." Scathach teased, but walked over and picked up Shiomi naturally. "If you want to use the throne, shouldn't you leave your beloved disciple here?"

"Put it on the terrace at the back," Morgan said. "What my husband devoured and sealed were the remains of Cernunnos. Unsealing them means the remains will reappear... This council chamber can't hold them."

Following Morgan's instructions, Scathach carried Shiomi all the way to the terrace and laid Shiomi flat on the ground.

Behind them, Morgan had already activated the throne ritual.

This time the throne was not being used to activate the weapons originally designed to target the remains of the Beast God, but to extract the vast magical power stored therein, so Morgan did not need to sit on the throne.

"Ying, contact Chaldea now. Have Storm Border enter Britain from the south along the southern coast, reaching above Camelot." Morgan continued his methodical instructions as he prepared the ceremony. "Habertlot, please tell Hector that when the magic power in the palace suddenly surges, he must immediately command the Londinium army to break out in three directions and retreat to Londinium."

"why?"

"The catastrophe is coming," Morgan said. "This catastrophe will be even greater than the one that destroyed Britain 2000 years ago... I'm afraid this Britain will also—"

"And us?" asked Habertlot.

"We're about to embark on a journey..." Morgan explained with a wry smile, "Will you leave with us, my friend?"

After understanding Morgan's plan, Habertlot nodded vigorously: "I understand!"

Then she ran off to find Hector.

"What about us?" Artoria looked at the remaining people in the council hall.

"This plan was originally formulated at Grimm's suggestion, and there wasn't even time for rehearsal." Morgan lowered his eyes slightly, quietly manipulating the vast magical power, gradually recreating the already analyzed Third Law. "The worst-case scenario is that the seal is broken while we have to fight the activated remains of the Beast God and the curse."

"So... a battle against God?" Artoria waved her hand.

Ritsuka and Mashu also took their positions in different places. Bawan Xi took out the magic book hanging on her waist, opened the book, and flipped the pages rapidly. She quickly selected the appropriate spells from it and marked them down so that they could be used at any time.

"Don't worry, this time we're facing a dead god," Morgan offered a tentative word of encouragement. "Prioritize your own safety rather than annihilation. Prepare to retreat once Storm Border arrives."

At this moment, she noticed Altria Caster, the paradise fairy who was taken in and cared for by Shiomi seventeen years ago, and who was originally supposed to be the next to take over her duties.

"Stay back, Caster." Artoria advised, "Tianxi never taught you how to fight."

"No, I do know a little bit about magic," Caster replied firmly. "Miss Bawan Xi taught me! Please allow me to support you in your battle!"

"Huh?" Artoria was quite surprised.

Bawan Xi quickly raised her finger and pleaded with Altria, "Please don't tell Dad, because I really don't think I know any magic at all, and I don't even have the ability to protect myself."

As the preparations for the third method came to an end, Morgan couldn't help but smile to himself and whispered a word of praise:

"You've really grown a lot, Bawan Xi."

After saying that, she stopped paying attention to her surroundings and entrusted her safety to these familiar and trustworthy companions.

Originally, Einzbern needed to use the body and magic circuits of the First Saint as the core of the Greater Holy Grail, and then create an artificial human to carry the Lesser Holy Grail. Through the Holy Grail War, the souls of the servants were collected and converted into sufficient magic power, and finally this miracle could be realized.

But Morgan didn't need these cumbersome steps.

She had already collected enough magical power from the seven servants' souls by using the existence tax from the fairies.

Morgan did not intend to materialize the soul or recreate any miracles. She only wanted to purify this one soul and separate it from the curse of the Beast God's remains.

"It's almost time to get up, my husband. I... and everyone else are waiting for you."

She called out to Shiomi in a soft and sad voice.

Chapter 116: Disaster Appears

After their defeat, Melusine and Bagster were imprisoned outside the palace of Camelot.

Of course, when they were called imprisoned, they were actually just having their hands and feet chained up and made to sit on a platform between two flights of stairs, awaiting further action.

"Hmm... It's a really strong chain. I can't break it no matter what I do." Bagster used all his strength, but the golden chain didn't budge at all.

She was known for her strength, yet she was tied up tightly by a chain that was only two fingers wide.

"It's better to give up your pointless struggle, Fairy Knight Gawain." Melusin was very obedient. "No, we are all defeated generals. I'd better just call you Bagster."

Unlike Bagster, Melusin recognized that this chain was not an ordinary magic prop, but the embodiment of the power of a treasure, a special item that was almost like a power.

That's why the lion-like pure white knight could let them stay here so easily and confidently.

I originally thought she was just an ordinary knight of Londinium, but it turned out to be... a goddess-like existence. Her power seemed to be unable to be fully exerted, but she also had special abilities that were incomparable to the fairy knights.

"The God King's army is truly not to be underestimated. Those two women are more powerful than anything Britain has ever seen." Bagster slumped his shoulders. "If the God King were to fight me personally, I probably wouldn't last more than a few moves."

"Of course, he is..." Meilushin suddenly felt a little proud.

He was the man who gave her life. There was no reason for him to lose to Bagster.

——Even among the goblins, Bagster is only weaker than Woodworth and Melusin, and is worthy of the title of Goblin Knight.

"But what?" Bagster asked with interest.

In her impression, Meilushin always wanted to be a cold and sharp blade, to be straightforward and complete her own tasks, and almost never showed her emotions.

But when it comes to the God-King, Meilushin's attitude is somewhat subtle.

"Nothing, it's not important anyway."

Meilushin's expression became even more depressed. She didn't even know which side "unimportant" meant, or if it was all of them.

"Yeah."

Bagster felt that he had touched upon a topic that he shouldn't have touched upon, so he stopped talking immediately.

Compared to his muscular and rough figure and tough and cold-blooded behavior, Bagster is actually quite delicate and soft-hearted, and knows how to sympathize with other people's difficulties.

They were left outside the palace for nearly a whole day and night. Although they had food, Bagster still felt that he and Melusin were not like defeated generals. They could still chat here instead of thinking about how to escape.

Before this relaxed mood could fully spread, the news of the various clans attacking Camelot City reached their ears along with the shouts and screams.

Following that, the little elf Habertlot, who always followed Queen Morgan but never had to do anything, ran out to tell Hector, the commander of the Londinium army, to prepare to break out and retreat, and abandon the city of Camelot.

Before they could figure out what was happening, they saw Habertlot, who was running back, stop.

"Ah... there are two more here. Morgan forgot about them." Habertlot tugged at the chains on them. "No, I can't untie them. I have to ask the chain maker—"

Before he could finish his words, the chains dissipated, surprising all three of them.

Before anyone could say anything, heavy and powerful magical fluctuations came from the depths of the palace, followed by thick curses and ominous auras.

"Disaster?" Meilushin blurted out.

"You two, run! Don't stay in Camelot! This place is about to be overwhelmed by disaster!" Habertlot urged hurriedly. "Go wherever you want to go! Don't just stand here and do nothing. You'll die!"

"Wait a minute, hasn't the disaster already—"

For Bagster, who was born 200 years ago, disasters have become a thing of the past that has been recorded in historical records. No disasters have occurred since the 400th year of the Queen's calendar.

However, Britain was constantly ravaged by war, and the fairies had no time to celebrate this event, so they could only record it casually.

Even the information she had seen was stained with the blood of the recorders, turning into the color of black ink over the years.

A shadow taller than the palace descended from the sky. Even without being able to see the real body, one could sense the dire situation.

Vaguely aware that something unprecedented was about to happen, Bagster hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran towards the west city gate.

Once the disaster occurs, it will not be limited to Camelot. She will have to gather the remaining troops and protect her territory, Manchester.

Habertlot also turned and rushed into the palace to reunite with the others. Only Melusine stood there, looking around Camelot and the palace in a daze.

The shadow cast down was the remains of the beast god Cernunnos, who had just been released from Shiomi's body and released back into the great void.

The soul of this god has long since died, and only his remains remain active. His rage continues to burn, turning into a cursed disaster that affects Britain.

Originally, there was no new God Core, and Cernunnos started to act.

But after being devoured by Shiomi, the body came into contact with the life power that it did not possess in life, and this process lasted for 1600 years.

So now the Beast God is like a zombie waking up, trying to crawl out of the big hole. Its curse has climbed up the wall of the big hole and is spreading rapidly into Britain.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack were naturally Morgan and his group who had just broken the seal and released Cornunnos.

Mashu, who was well prepared, rushed to the front at the right moment, and with the help of Sakura and Ritsuka's magic, she released the shield's true name.

"The ideal city that is already far away."

The City of Cretaceous blocked the first wave of attacks from the Cursed Hand of Cernunnos, buying precious time for a counterattack.

Morgan knelt on one knee, breathing slightly.

In order to ensure that she could reproduce the third method in one go, she extracted and used 80% of the throne's magic power.

It is not intended for attack, but for other purposes. Even if it is a technique designed by oneself and most suitable for oneself, it still requires more precise and meticulous operation and does not allow for any failure.

She calmed down her tiredness slightly and looked at Shiomi who was lying there.

"The soul particle scan is completed, and Shiomi's soul has been completely freed from the curse of the Beast God, but--" Romani's anxious voice sounded.

"One look and you'll know." Scathach cut off the cursed hand that was extended. "The remains of the Beast God are unconsciously craving the life force of their beloved disciple, intending to drag him over and become the core!"

"But why? Tianxi hasn't woken up yet?"

Artoria fired the limited-release holy spear, bombarding the cursed hand from a long distance.

Chapter 117: Awakening Kiss

The Knight King's question also puzzled everyone.

Including Morgan.

"Grimm, you said that as long as you reproduce the third method, you can wake my husband up, but why now--" Morgan picked up Xiomi and asked Grimm in a low voice.

"Could this guy have used something to help ensure the stability of the seal?"

Being questioned like this, Grimm felt a little headache. He walked over and motioned Morgan to move aside, and reached out to grope in Shiomi's arms.

Then, Grimm took out a long golden needle.

"Sure enough, it's the Svefntorn." Grimm scratched his head and put the needle back. "Using Odin's treasure like this is not the god's intention."

Odin's Thorn, the legendary artifact used to keep Brunhild in a long sleep until she was awakened by Siegfried.

"As expected of a beloved disciple, you're so impeccable." Scathach couldn't help but smile bitterly. She no longer had the time to ask when Xijian got the needle. "So what do we do now? As Odin's agent, you should have a way to wake him up, right?"

Everyone was protected by Mashu's Noble Phantasm, fighting against the invasion of Cernunnos.

Storm Border is about to arrive over Camelot to help everyone retreat.

But until Xijian wakes up, we can't evacuate rashly.

"It's not that easy." Grimm placed his hand on Shiomi's forehead to confirm, then glared at him. "Where has this guy's 'spirit' gone?"