Was I Set Up?

Why do I feel like I've come to the wrong place? How did I end up here?

No wonder the coordinates were wrong before; it would be strange if they weren't!

Because Goetia had previously sealed off the Sixth Singularity with the Temple of Time, when Rovey shattered the communication link, the world the Jewel Magician located was the Temple of Time outside the Sixth Singularity. He simply hadn't been able to enter then, assuming Rovey was in trouble, and tried to help him. Now, after spending about a night, he had finally cracked the true coordinates of the Temple of Time, which the Magic King was so proud of. However, he couldn't feel happy at all; instead, he felt a chill run down his spine as Goetia stared at him.

"Hehe, I had almost forgotten about you. Besides Chaldea, you are another survivor who used the Second Magic to escape the Humanity Incineration, the Jewel Magician."

When Goetia saw that the person who came was not Solomon, his expression immediately turned gloomy. He never had a good attitude towards anyone who was not Solomon, let alone the fact that he had just been holding back a lot of anger.

"I thought you had just run away, but it seems I underestimated you. To actually get here, you've worked quite hard, I must say. How come I didn't notice your talent when you were studying with Solomon? Should I praise you? However, even if you come looking for me, it's pointless, because I'm tired of continuing this long wait. The Seventh Singularity should be decided soon, and there's no need for this place to exist anymore."

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Something was amiss. Although the Jewel Magician knew he had indeed studied in Solomon's temple and met Solomon before acquiring True Magic, and also knew the person before him was Goetia due to his Parallel World Observation, the current situation had deviated from his expectations. This absurd development made him feel uneasy.

He was only there to pick people up; he had no interest in participating in the Humanity Incineration or anything like that. How did he suddenly end up in this godforsaken place?

Seeing the other party's murderous look, he felt an even bigger headache.

Ah, should I fight Goetia?

Is this for real...?

Looking at Goetia in front of him, Jewel Magician was filled with turmoil, especially when he saw the Greater Light Wheel on the Temple of Time that was about to take shape. If he were to fight Goetia here, the final outcome would definitely be—he'd be dead, old man.

Even if they were to fight Crimson Moon again, Kishua would not want to fight Goetia in the Temple of Time today.

The former still has a chance of winning, while the latter has absolutely no chance of winning.

In terms of magical power, the Second Magic can connect to parallel worlds and reach infinity, but the output of Goetia's Light Wheel is far beyond his reach. Moreover, without Solomon, even if he really destroyed him, the other party would not die at all. The immortality of the Temple of Time is almost unsolvable, and he has no Anti-World Noble Phantasm or means.

It's safe to say that he's bound to lose if the fight starts.

"Haha, I suddenly remembered I haven't put away my True Magic girl figurines yet. I'm off, don't bother me..."

So, without time to ponder what was going on, the instinct for survival drove Kishua to turn and leave without hesitation, wanting nothing more than to get as far away from this damned Temple of Time as possible. However, just as the Jewel Magician turned without hesitation to try and slip into the rift he had just opened, Goetia and the Demon God Pillars remained silent. But how could Goetia allow him to have his way?

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

Goetia raised his hand and snorted coldly.

He comes and goes as he pleases; this is incredibly disrespectful to him as the (acting) master of the Temple of Time. We have to arrest him and teach him a lesson today, no matter what.

Snap!

Under Goetia's control, the spatial rift that had just been opened shattered, and the Jewel Magician immediately lost its way back.

He was about to open a new passage, but Goetia had already switched the coordinates, moving from the Throne Room to the vicinity of the Exhaust Port. The previous decimal coordinates were now invalid, and the Jewel Magician had to recalculate them.

However--

Goetia was already looking at him, would certainly not give him time to calculate.

So, does that mean we have no choice but to fight?

Realizing he couldn't escape, the Jewel Magician drew his Jeweled Sword, ready to fight this guy to the death.

However, Goetia didn't care about his desperate gamble, and coldly said, "Don't waste your energy now, Kishua. As long as you don't do anything reckless, I'm too lazy to kill you now. Although you have an unreliable personality, your strength is impeccable. If I play with you, I will have to use my accumulated magic power and waste unnecessary time, and my duel with Solomon will also be disturbed."

"!!!"

The Jewel Magician sensed something was wrong, but Goetia had already revealed his true form. He pointed to the abandoned hole and said...

"Now that you've come looking for me, I won't let you leave so easily. After all, you're definitely on the side of humanity Solomon. How does the Temple of Time's Exhaust Port compare to your dimensional rift? Until we settle this, you might as well stay here to avoid interfering with our bet, okay?"

"Rovey Lowe, are you ready to leave?"

"Yes, it's time to go home. However, the contact who promised to take me away has not shown up, so we need to think of another way to leave."

"Huh? Does that mean we can't go back?"

In the desert, in front of a broken pyramid, a group of people built a tomb for Rameses II in his memory.

After all, his grave was destroyed, and no one knew where he died, but a dead person still needs a grave. Although this mound couldn't compare to his pyramid, it was still built for him by his close friends and elders, and even if he wasn't satisfied, he couldn't change it.

After paying their respects to him and settling the residents in the desert, Nitocris and Artoria found Rovey, who was still in the Singularity, and asked when they would leave.

In response, Rovey explained the situation.

After all, it's quite troublesome that the Jewel Magician broke his promise; without his Second Magic, traveling through the world would be almost impossible.

But he wasn't without options.

The accumulation of over 100,000 magic books is no joke. He has mastered the interdimensional teleportation Magecraft and the coordinates of his own world, so he can teleport back himself, although it would be extremely laborious. But at this point, there is no other good way.

In any case, Chaldea's Rayshift definitely cannot achieve the effect of Second Magic, so now we can only pray that nothing goes wrong with his transfer.

The desert and the Mountain People, though the villagers on both sides have lost much, the flames of war have been preserved after the Singularity was repaired. For them, this war may have been just a nightmare they slept through for a long time, but one from which they will eventually awaken.

Although Jerusalem suffered fatal wounds, it is regaining its vitality through the power of Rovey's staff and the miracles of the Son, and it can now be said that everything is over.

"Lord Bedivere, I do not expect you to forgive my recklessness, for this is my punishment for your past actions."

On the wasteland, Black Lancer Artoria walked ahead and spoke to Bedivere behind him.

"Why do you call this punishment... Your Majesty? All of this was caused by my mistake a thousand years ago. A sinner like me is naturally not worthy of your forgiveness, but being able to get this far and persevere to this point is already the greatest redemption for me."

"Perhaps, but you know, that's not what I wanted to say—it's that I've also decided to leave this world. After all, I'm not King Arthur. The real King Arthur died long ago. I'm just a god who shouldn't exist. Leaving this world that shouldn't exist is the best choice, isn't it?"

After the Singularity was repaired.

Whether it's Black Lancer Artoria or The Lion King, they are figures who should not exist in Human History, and their fates should be corrected together.

Before, Black Lancer Artoria might have accepted her fate of disappearing and quietly met her end. But now—she possesses emotions and has learned what it means to pursue happiness. Of course, she won't obediently wait to die; she's already going to live in a new world. After she leaves, this world will only have King Arthur and her original self. This is also what she wants to tell Bedivere.

"Yes, I sincerely hope that you can find your own happiness."

Bedivere bowed, offering a salute to Black Lancer Artoria with his slender arm. Two clear tears streamed down his face, but this time they were not from pain, but from heartfelt joy.

"In that case, take on the task you left unfinished in your lifetime— Bedivere, return this holy sword for me and embark on your own journey."

Artoria pointed to Bedivere's silver arm.

This time, she did not retrieve her holy sword, but entrusted it to the most loyal knight before her, giving him the right to choose for himself.

Whether one chooses to carry the Holy Sword and travel freely across the land with an immortal body, or decides to seek rest and return the Holy Sword, the decision is now up to oneself.

He owes no one anything anymore; Bedivere deserves a life of his own.

Having personally dissipated everything, Artoria was finally able to find the peace and happiness she had always sought in this Singularity, and now it was time to set off again...

"I understand, Your Majesty!"

Seeing the smile on Black Lancer Artoria's face, Bedivere didn't hesitate this time and nodded with a smile.

I will not make the same mistake again this time, and I will definitely fulfill my responsibilities.

"Let's not delay, Sir Bedivere."

"You are too, Your Majesty."

Bedivere stood up solemnly, but just before setting off, he looked up at the three figures behind Black Lancer Artoria.

"For the rest of your life, please be happy and joyful!"

"I will, Sir Bedivere, and so will you."

Black Lancer Artoria returned a smile and then walked in the direction he was supposed to go.

On the wasteland, the king and knights, who had reunited here, turned around once again and embarked on different paths, heading towards their own futures.

This time, however, they felt no sadness, no resentment, and no self-blame; all they felt was mutual blessing.

—See you in the future, Sir Bedivere.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept across the desert, ushering in a new chapter for this continent, a certain girl, and her knight.

Somewhere outside the Camelot.

Click!

As something shattered, two disheveled figures fell out from the crack in the void; they were Gawain and Kai, who were on the verge of death.

Because they knew nothing, they have remained inside until now.

The two fell out of the barrier and back onto the battlefield, ready to continue their fight to the death, when suddenly they discovered—

Behind him was emptiness; the original White Chalk City had completely vanished, leaving only a desolate desert.

Then, the two of them asked the same question at the same time.

"—Where's Camelot?!"

"Such a huge Camelot—!?"

But on the boundless wasteland, all that answered them was the howling sandstorm and the two knights exchanging bewildered glances.

They seem to have been forgotten by everyone.

——

[End of this volume]

Song of Creation

Chapter 227 Am I being set up?

"Humans, wake up, wake up."

Suddenly, a soft voice called out to him, and Rovey slowly opened his eyes. Soon, what came into view was a petite and adorable strange girl.

"Hmm..."

He slowly sat up from the ground in the cedar forest, clutching his head. Because he got up so quickly, his face was instantly close to the girl in front of him. He then clearly saw her pair of clear and beautiful purple eyes, like jewels. Upon seeing this, Rovey couldn't help but be stunned.

Such beautiful eyes, and they seem to contain some kind of special power... Jewel-Grade Mystic Eyes?

As he suddenly drew closer, Rovey's attention was drawn to the girl's beautiful eyes. He sat up, intending to observe her more closely, but the girl with purple eyes had already sat up before him. Clearly, the sudden closeness between them had made her extremely uncomfortable, especially when Rovey was staring into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I was rude."

Realizing his rudeness, Rovey, who had just stood up, gently shook his head and apologized. At that moment, he also got a clear look at the girl in front of him.

The girl before me was no more than twelve years old, with a purple ponytail and a beautiful, delicate face. Her eyes, as clear and beautiful as violets, seemed to hold endless mystery. She wore a black cloak, adding to her air of mystery. Her slender, delicate legs were encased in white stockings, and the strangely shaped black scythe in her hand was completely out of place with her overall style, making her instantly intriguing.

This seemingly Witch -like outfit actually gives off a rather holy feeling.

"Who are you...?"

Rovey felt a strong sense of familiarity with her figure, but for a moment he couldn't recall her name. However, the girl in front of him seemed to be a Servant related to Medusa.

Who I am is not important.

Seeing that Rovey got up unharmed, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't mind Rovey's impolite behavior when he approached her earlier. After standing up, the girl pulled her hood up to cover her beautiful face and said in a deep voice, "Now that you're awake, you should leave quickly. This is not a safe place. If you continue to sleep, Demonic Beast will eat you soon."

Demonic Beast?

Upon hearing the girl's reminder, Rovey sat up, glanced around, and then carefully recalled the details of what had happened over the past few days.

What exactly happened?!

After thinking carefully for a moment, he suddenly recalled some fragments of his memory.

After completing everything and preparing to leave the Sixth Singularity, he used Imaginary Numbers Magic to simulate the principle of Imaginary Number Dive, intending to teleport back to his own world via the Imaginary Number Space and world coordinates, but—

Although things were fine at first, many things happened in the Imaginary Number Space.

His initial navigation was relatively smooth; he had fully mastered the [Voice of Heaven] and [World Coordinates], ensuring he wouldn't get lost in the Imaginary Number Space. Coupled with his Magecraft and personal characteristics, there shouldn't have been any unexpected events.

Although I haven't reached the level Aiwass described, I've already gained a certain level of mastery and understanding, so there shouldn't be any problems with the mere Imaginary Number Dive.

However, during his underwater voyage, he suddenly encountered turbulent currents in the Imaginary Number Space. It seemed as if something was deliberately stirring up the Imaginary Number Space, which directly affected his fragile, hastily constructed course, causing him to suddenly become lost.

And then, what was that again...?