Get Out of This World!

Upon seeing the thing in person, not only Belsack but also Rovey couldn't help but have the same thought. However, the next moment, what happened completely refuted their idea.

Under the control of an invisible magical force, the scattered skeletons on the ground, like puppets pulled by threads, were forcibly dragged into the air by an unseen force. Then, they were manipulated and reassembled by invisible fingers, reassembled into their original human form.

Then, accompanied by more and more ear-piercing sounds—

Click, click, click...

This time, Rovey and Belsack were certain of the sound. It was the sound of bones rubbing against armor. They quickly rose to their feet, and their figures emerged from the darkness one after another. These eerie skeletal soldiers held various bone weapons—longswords, spears, or traditional England longbows. Combined with their leather and iron armor, it was easy to see that these skeletal soldiers, their eye sockets burning with the light of their souls, were knights or soldiers from hundreds, even thousands of years ago.

Looking at the leader, the skeleton knight who, after being hit by his beam of light, did not turn into dust but instead became even brighter, Rovey had already made a deduction in his mind.

This is the characteristic of absorbing magic power. Because of the long time since its death, its mystery far exceeds that of ordinary Phantasmal Species. Combined with the opponent's swift and fierce skills during the sneak attack, even if you told him that this was an elite soldier from the time of King Arthur, Rovey would not find it too surprising.

It seemed that as that guy kept getting closer, the surrounding otherworld became more distorted, and soon it collided and changed more violently with the barrier set up by Rovey.

Barrier formation and otherworldly transformation.

Furthermore, the sudden appearance of the barrier placed by Rovey caused the number of entities within the tomb that originally required magical energy to increase from the alternate dimension simulated by Logos React to Rovey's barrier and this other world. This led to a gradual depletion of the previously stable Leyline magic. If there were some distance between them, the effect wouldn't be too noticeable. However, as the entity from the depths of darkness continued to approach, and the otherworldly transformation became increasingly severe, even approaching the actual manifestation of Reality Marble, this situation undoubtedly became much more pronounced.

The magic power in the surrounding environment, which was originally quite abundant, suddenly became scarce, causing the Magus's Magic Circuits to fall into a state of supply shortage.

Even so, Rovey Wei adjusted his state in the next breath, fully adapted to the drastically changed environment, and was ready to start the battle at any time.

"No aura, no soul, completely a puppet controlled by an unknown entity. Its mode of action tends to use the remains of ancient soldiers as a medium, so is it a puppet-like being that can be controlled? No, perhaps it's more like Shadow Servant, a failed Servant..."

Having actually participated in the Holy Grail War, Rovey naturally possessed sufficient knowledge about Servant and the Holy Grail System. This enabled him to quickly ascertain the true nature of the enemy.

The skeletal soldier wielding a longsword is undoubtedly Saber, while the others holding spears and longbows are Lancer and Archer.

However, it seems that because it lacks the Third Magic, the Heaven's Feel's Feel, it cannot summon the original skeleton as Heroic Spirit, or even in its Phantasmal Spirit form. Therefore, it is at best a failed Heroic Spirit, essentially inferior to Shadow Servant, and should obediently step aside.

As the skeletal soldiers gradually surrounded them, Rovey, located in the center of the Alchemy Array, gently raised his finger and began to draw strange patterns in mid-air.

--raging!!

Flames gradually rose, followed by a flash of crimson rune light at his fingertips.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, in the name of fire I command you to return to the embers."

A crimson and complex modified rune rose from his fingertips, and the special modified Northern Europe base reappeared, igniting completely in his eyes and turning them a dazzling red.

"— [With this hand as flame, its form as a sword, its function is to judge crimes]!!"

As the incantation was uttered, several crimson runes rose from his fingertips and began to dance in the air.

At the same time, a red flaming sword appeared in Rovey's right hand, illuminating the surrounding darkness and causing the scorching heat to make the surrounding air buzz.

—Bear bear bear!!

The flames danced more joyfully, illuminating his eyes and the enemies hidden in the darkness.

His cold gaze swept across the area, pinpointing the enemy's location. He then swung his sword horizontally at the approaching skeletal soldier, channeling his magic and unleashing the enhancement abilities of his wand to unleash its full power and magic.

In an instant, the already fierce flames and magic began to surge, grow wildly, and intensify, reaching another terrifying level. The temperature it possessed was enough to easily melt the hardest steel.

Immediately, Rovey completely ignored Belsack beside him and charged straight at the oncoming enemy.

" —Hunt the Red Cross the Red Cross!!"

"Um?!!"

Clearly, he had anticipated this in advance, or rather, Rovey's chanting had served as the best warning. In a short time, Belsack immediately devised a corresponding strategy. After all, he wasn't some ordinary old man without any strength; at such a crucial moment, he could certainly sense Rovey's intentions, and therefore decisively chose to cooperate.

The instant Belsack ducked to avoid the onslaught of flames, the tip of his flaming sword clashed violently with the approaching skeletal soldier. Afterward, the flaming sword lost its shape and exploded forth. Under Rovey's control, the sword, its tip and temperature deliberately controlled, dodged the nearby old Gravekeeper and slashed horizontally at the raised bluestone wall, instantly scattering the surrounding walls.

In just a moment, the terrifyingly powerful Flame Sword had already played its due role. The flames of the Red Cross almost completely engulfed all the skeletal soldiers in the darkness, scorching their surfaces black.

However, even so—

"What? Its Magic Resistance seems to be quite good..."

Looking at the group of skeletal soldiers in front of him, who had taken a direct hit from his Red Hunt the Red Cross by Enki's Disc, resulting in half of their bodies being melted by flames, yet were still able to move, Rovey was somewhat surprised.

At the same time, he couldn't help but admire them. As expected of beings made to imitate Servant, even if they weren't real Servant, their Magic Resistance and basic performance were indeed quite good. In addition, the materials they were made of were bones from a thousand years ago, and they had been soaked in the magic power of the Leyline for so long, which gave these skeleton soldiers a decent level of Magic Resistance.

Only...

"If once isn't enough, then let's do it again—"

New rune cards emerged from mid-air, and a brand new incantation rang out from Rovey's mouth as a new flaming sword appeared in his hand once more.

However, just as he was about to deliver another Hunt the Red Cross, at that very moment, an incredibly strange magical power suddenly erupted from the Avalon in his chest, and his spirit seemed to establish a connection with something in the darkness. He raised his eyes, which had turned crimson from the Magecraft, and stared sharply into the darkness. There, amidst the skeletons that he had just swept away with his powerful sword, stood a figure completely different from the skeleton soldiers.

She walked lightly, her feet stepping on the bluestone bricks on the ground with elegant steps. Her figure was like that of a young girl, or a queen who ruled over many dead Heroic Spirit. The moment they saw her appear, the broken skeleton soldiers behind her, who were originally about to launch another attack, also stopped.

The skeletal soldiers behind her ceased their attack, lowered their heads, and followed the girl with faltering steps, accompanying her on a long pilgrimage through the dark tomb.

At this moment, they seemed to come back to life, returning to the time a thousand years ago, once again serving as knights, protecting their king.

"That is..."

Belsack's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, while Rovey remained silent.

Although the mask obscured the girl's face, her figure and back view were so familiar and distinctive that he could not possibly mistake her for someone else.

"Artoria?"

Rovey slowly released the rune card in his hand, completely dissipating the flashing red cross from his fingertips, and subconsciously asked the girl.

However, this time the response he received was not the spirited voice of the girl he remembered.

"Oh? I never expected that you, the thief who made my fifteen hundred years of efforts go to waste, would actually dare to come here to see me."

"I clearly gave you a chance to leave because of what happened last night."

The masked girl reached out and gently removed the mask from her face, revealing a few strands of silver hair and a face identical to Gray's. She then spoke softly. However, her voice lacked Gray's gentleness and Artoria's heroic spirit; instead, it was an extremely cold and clear female voice.

The moment he heard it, Rovey realized that the person in front of him was not Artoria, but the Witch he had long anticipated— Morgan Lefebvre.

"Well, that's true, but I haven't found my partner yet, so of course it's impossible for me to go back."

When Morgan asked him the question, Rovey shook his head helplessly.

"But what surprised me even more was that Morgan le Fay was able to return to this era in this way and even leave Avalon."

"Surprised? Actually, no... didn't you already guess I was here?"

She smiled gently, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Yes, I guessed it. When I was explaining the situation in Tzvia, I realized you should stay here."

Rovey did not deny this.

"So... where's my partner? Where is Lev right now?"

"Your partner? If you mean that Demon God Pillars was a personification in the past, then he was knocked unconscious by me for messing with my arrangements and is currently locked in the deepest part, waiting to be turned into Mystic Code by me."

"He's not dead yet? That's good..."

Hearing that Lev had only been given a beating by Morgan and was still alive, Rovey secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Morgan frowned slightly upon seeing this.

"More than that guy, I want to know what you really are? A soul that doesn't belong to this world, yet you've caused so many changes to the World Line, so... an outsider."

"O intruder who rejects the invitation of the Root and constantly disrupts the course of the world, what is your purpose? What do you seek?"

Morgan stared into Rovey's calm eyes and said coldly, "Answer my question immediately—"

Who exactly are you?

Chapter 122 Get out of this world!

Who am I, really?

Well, to be honest, the answer to this question has been explored by different people for thousands of years.

However, Morgan's question wasn't so philosophical; he simply wanted to know—

Who exactly is Rovey? Where did he come from?

To this question, all Rovey could answer was, "I come from Earth."

Morgan, of course, did not believe this, and even thought that Rovey was fooling him.

As for Morgan's ability to sense that he was an outsider, Rovey wasn't particularly surprised. After all, this wasn't the first time his identity had been directly exposed. The Counter Force could detect it, Merry could identify it when she saw it in person, the Jewel Magician could tell, and the Root Shiki was even more obvious. Clearly, as the Witch of the Island, Morgan had no reason not to know, since the aura of an outsider emanating from the depths of her soul, fused with Avalon, was incompatible with this world.

As for her question, Rovey answered it seriously, but Morgan herself didn't believe it.

"... Who am I? I'm actually searching for the answer to that question myself. I'm not quite sure why I came to this world, but..." Rovey gently shook his head, then answered softly, "Right now, I am just myself, an ordinary person who tries to live, save the world, and give everyone safety and peace. A naive and ridiculous Magus who is willing to move forward for the love and peace of this world, nothing more."

"That's all? You've already been labeled an enemy by the Counter Force, and you're hated and rejected by this planet, yet you're completely unaware of this situation? You even harbor naive thoughts. How laughable..."

"Huh? What time is it? I haven't done anything heinous or harmful to the Earth or humanity, have I? Why are those two still so hung up on me? Is it really necessary for them to be so hostile?"

Morgan's words puzzled Rovey.

You know, he has always been a low-key person and a low-key person. Even though he made quite a splash when he participated in the Holy Grail War, didn't he still manage to wrap things up perfectly and complete the cycle in the end?

Although Weber was not the second generation, he still became a lecturer, and his future students would gather here again.

It's just that Tokiomi Tohsaka didn't die, Kenneth didn't die, Matou Kariya didn't die, Emiya Kiritsugu, Kirei Kotomine...

It seems that... apart from Matou Zouken is completely dead, everyone else is still alive and has their own future and life. Most of the Heroic Spirit have also had their fill of fighting and returned home satisfied.

So this is just a perfectly happy ending. The Root Shiki said that what they did was very interesting, so why should those two oddballs object?

Is it because they can't predict where what they're about to accomplish will lead in the future? Is that why they want to stop him?

That would be too abstract.

Because no matter what the future holds, it's still better than Steel Earth and Moon Coral, right?

"Not going to answer? That's fine then... Although your appearance has surprised me, it has also made me make up my mind. I will never allow a terrifying guy like you, whose stance and background are unclear, to continue to stay by her side."

Beneath her veil, Morgan gritted her teeth, her intense discontent emanating from her words.

"So--"

"Your antics and misbehavior end here! Outsider, get out of this world that doesn't belong to you!!"

Morgan said in a deep voice, her anger rising almost instantly, igniting without warning. Then she gently opened her palm, and a fierce gale suddenly howled through the entire underground tomb, filling the entire tunnel. Then a jet-black aurora condensed in her hand, quickly materializing and being held in the palm of this Britannia Witch, the queen of True Magic.

--clang!!

As the gun butt slammed heavily into the ground, profound magic and craters were created the instant it hit the ground.

The next moment, the fierce wind suddenly stopped, and the dark light gradually subsided in her palm. The figure hidden in the dark light also appeared in Morgan's hand at this moment, and was also displayed to Rovey without reservation.

That is...

A jet-black magic spear, its shaft shrouded in black magic and light from top to bottom, with several black barbs resembling fangs extending from the sides at the tip. Although its appearance differed greatly from that of the spear in Artoria's hands, its terrifying aura as the Anchor of the Planet swept over the area the moment it appeared. The overwhelming power and aura of this pure star-forged weapon convinced Morgan that this strangely shaped magic spear in his hand was indeed the legendary Anchor of the Planet he had been searching for— Rhongomyniad.

It is by no means a counterfeit like Kay, but a genuine product.

Seeing this, Rovey couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

After all, he already knew that the real Anchor of the Planet had been taken away by Artoria and had begun its journey. It wasn't even in this world right now. So where did the Holy Lance with its altered shape in Morgan's hand come from?

But considering my current situation, the answer is actually quite simple—[Logos React]

The answer becomes obvious once you carefully consider the origin and purpose of their trip.

Based on Tzvia's account before arriving, it's not hard to deduce that Morgan used the Leyline magic to seize control of the Mystic Code while Tzvia was closing it. She then inputted new commands and requirements into the Logos React machine beneath the Gravekeeper, switching the simulation target from King Arthur Artoria to her sister, Morgan le Fay. Simultaneously, she manipulated the surrounding environment through evolution, ultimately creating the otherworld she desired.

That's why the ghosts here, as well as all sorts of Phantasmal Species, were awakened, causing this strange change.

'This is truly an extraordinary item. No wonder Tzvia offered such a reward. As expected of one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Institute, it lives up to its reputation...'

Rovey had a general understanding of the situation.

The Morgan before them was not the real Morgan, the Witch of the Age of Gods. Her true form was still sleeping somewhere in the Starry Sky, or perhaps, like Merry, was constantly observing the situation outside.

However, at this moment, Morgan used the simulation calculation function of [Logos React] set up by Tzvia to create such a skeleton queen's body support action for himself.

At this moment, Morgan's essence is neither the spiritual magical body of Servant nor her physical body from her previous life, but rather a special re-creation of herself through—[Logos React]. Like Reality Marble, as long as she remains in this simulated special otherworld, she can obtain and possess a suitable body almost identical to her original self, and can even simulate power and personality infinitely close to her original self.

Therefore, they are not fakes. The Morgan and Anchor of the Planet before us are special beings specially simulated and evolved by the Logos React, one of the seven world-destroying weapons of the Atlas Institute. They are genuine Morgan le Fay and Anchor of the Planet. Moreover, the other party has obviously synchronized and controlled his consciousness with this body in his own way, and has truly returned to this real world in full victory.

If I had to describe it, it's similar to a state of possession, except that the target she possesses is herself, who is 100% compatible.

This situation is undoubtedly as absurd as me possessing another version of myself.

Therefore, there is no need to adapt to this new body at all, because Morgan in front of him is a complete reincarnation of the Witch from the Age of Gods.