Morgana le Fay's Birth

"Get some rest, Merlin!" In the camp where the Roman Army was stationed at the foot of the Ural Mountains, the firelight flickered. Rovi watched Merlin's petite figure leave. Compared to her previous bewilderment and hesitation, she now appeared more invigorated and determined.

No need for thought, no need for worries; survival and living are the ultimate goals.

Merlin understood this, and she also knew that as long as she was with Rovi, she would not live alone.

With a clearer mind, there are no more concerns about how to reciprocate.

"Congratulations, you've successfully lured another one!" A gentle evening breeze carried the sound of voices from distant Rome.

Rovi exhaled, raised his gaze, and looked up at the sky.

The bright moon, I don't know when, has been tinged with a hint of blood red.

The Crimson Moon hangs high in the sky.

"The Moon Cell's counterattack?"

"That's right, I'm not lying to you." Melly's voice echoed in Rovi's ears. She was on the Fey Tower of Rome, yet she could transmit the message directly to Rovi's mind. "Although I don't know what that thing on the moon is, I can feel that there are vortex-like 'eyes' there... It feels like if I stare at it with just a little force, the eyes will explode."

"Is that what you've been coveting all this time?"

"You guess?"

"Will you guess if I guess?"

Are you trying to create nesting dolls here?

"You guess?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Rovi slowly raised his hand and curled his fingers.

With a loud bang, a painful cry came from the top of the Clock Tower of Rome, thousands of miles away. From the window at the top of the clock tower, Melly's body fell backward, her legs, covered in black stockings, exposed and swaying from side to side.

"It hurts..." the Nightmare Girl cried out softly.

Wearing a long Blythe skipped up to the top floor. "Melly, what's wrong?"

"Phew, it's nothing, I was just playing around!" Melly sat up and said casually. She rubbed the slightly red mark on her forehead, thinking that it really hurt. No wonder His Her Majesty Nero always made a sound of suppressed pain.

She has now witnessed it all...

"Are you really alright?" Blythe with some concern. "Even though you're a fairy, I've heard Teacher Solomon say that fairies are formed from fantasy, and fairies can also have problems..."

"I said I'm fine, so I'm fine." Melly shook her head, shaking off the momentary pain. "Speaking of which, you promised to teach me the Magic King's Magecraft, don't forget!"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, I'm just organizing this, aren't I?" Blythe waved the book in his hand. "I am the last disciple of the Magic King, and I am in charge of the Magecraft of 'inheritance'. What I need to do is to spread the Magecraft of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods created by my teacher."

"I'd be overjoyed if you could learn it!"

"Then let's do it... Ouch, that really hurts, Mr. Rovi?" Melly watched as Blythe rushed up and then rushed down, acting like a child despite being Magecraft of several hundred years old... Perhaps that's why Solomon chose her as his last student to pass on his Magecraft?

After all, mysterious powers can grant immortality, but if one cannot maintain a youthful mindset, aging, decay, and even death are inevitable.

She gave an amused smile, "Where did you find this guy?"

"Blythe? Solomon found him," Rovi replied as he returned to his tent.

The crimson hue of the moonlight in the sky grew even more intense, and the falling moonlight also took on a blood-like color, painting the snow accumulated on the top of the Ural Mountains with an eerie hue.

Rovi returned to the previous topic. "The Crimson Moon... Brunestud?"

This is the information that Rovi, as a time traveler, knows. As a satellite orbiting the Earth, on that bright, round moon, there also exists 'uo'.

Its names are ' Crimson Moon ' and ' Brunestud '.

However, that is the Moon King who can only be born when there is no Moon Cell or when the Moon Cell is not activated.

With the Moon Cell activated, Brunestud will no longer have a chance to appear.

Because the Moon Cell will become the uo of the Moon.

Brunestud himself had no fertile ground for birth.

Perhaps to resist the erosion of Human Order from Earth, the Moon Cell extracted information about ' Brunestud ' from the infinitely deduced future stored in the massive Quantum Computer and released it.

If that's really the case... then the Crimson Moon, aided by the Moon Cell, might even surpass the power of the Impression of Rovi.

"It may be so, or it may not be. The moon doesn't belong to this world, so my 'eyes' can't see clearly." At the top of the Melly Clock Tower, Shin sat up straight, tossing her long silver hair, her lips glistening with moisture.

Rovi Wei paused outside his own tent and asked one last question, "Why did you remind me of these things?"

"Given your personality... wouldn't keeping it a secret allow you to witness even more exciting developments?"

"Why..." Melly tilted her head. If it were true to her nature, that would be the case.

The half-succubus, half-human fairy only cares about interesting developments, and only cares about the stories woven by humans and their lives.

She was merely an observer, someone who reveled in orchestrating unexpected outcomes.

The sudden death of a victorious commander struck by a 'meteorite from outer space,' leaving behind a bizarre, regrettable, and abrupt story, would have been something the former Melly would have loved to have.

Unfortunately, "I've changed."

"Hmm... After leaving Avalon, I've come to wonder if humanity is more than just a tool?"

Melly herself wasn't quite sure; she didn't know what she truly thought or what her own beliefs were.

"More than simple pleasure, I now want to watch a complete story."

"I don't want the play I'm watching to end halfway through because of the death of the 'protagonist'."

"So--"

"Please take good care of yourself, my protagonist."

The last sound drifted away in the wind and then ceased; Melly severed her connection with Rovi.

A gentle evening breeze blew, Blood Moon sank into the sky.

Rovi smiled. As a human being, and as a transmigrator, what he should be most proud of is seeing how a chaotic and evil character has been brought back to the right path because of him.

Undoubtedly, the ill-tempered Melly and Ichikatsu were changed because of Rovi.

However, this was of no help in dealing with the crisis that Rovi was about to face.

Although Melly has changed, she is neither able nor willing to help him in the face of the impending threat.

What can help him...

"Only me." The door to the central military tent slowly opened, and Einzbern, who was sitting inside holding a book, raised his head and smiled.

She blinked her crimson eyes, and could clearly hear the whispers between Rovi and Melly: "The moon's uo... I can feel it, its existence... can it help me complete the Third Magic?"

"Indeed." Facing his close friends, Rovi would not hide the information he knew. "If I remember correctly, the Crimson Moon has an ability called [Marble Phantasm]. Although that power can only be displayed with the support of Earth's Counter Force, I think that with the support of the Moon Cell, this ability will only become more terrifying."

"That is the power to create something from nothing... It works in a similar way to your ability to ' Soul Manifestation '."

Rovi entered the tent.

"If that's the case, then we can't let it go even more..." Einzbern slowly closed the book.

If the Third Magic is not completed.

She would then be unable to exist in the world as a human being and reach the state of the ' Person of Primordial Origin '.

Therefore, he could not truly stand alongside Rovi.

From beginning to end, this is the true origin of Goddess Athena's work, the Ainsworth appears here.

In order to be with Rovi...

The other items are all unimportant and can be discarded.

Choosing to sacrifice the lesser for the greater good was not a difficult decision for the Goddess of Wisdom.

However, those are things to consider later.

And now...

"Shall we continue?" The girl, having put down her book, slowly stood up, gently pushed Rovi onto the chair, and then straddled it.

Time passes.

The sun rose the next day.

Rovi and Ainsworth walked out of the central command tent side by side, where they saw the radiant Merlin, Boudica, Barghest, Buvan Hir, and the legionary soldiers who were already lined up in front of the tent.

The wind and sand were rolling, and the dust was swirling.

"You still have a chance." Rovi stood before everyone, facing the rising sun and morning light. He surveyed the army before him, which stretched out from the central command tent to both sides. The figures of the soldiers stood silently like a forest, their long spears in hand resembling raindrops falling from the sky.

Guns, swords, shields... countless refined pieces of equipment are intertwined.

Countless people turned their attention to Rovi at that moment.

They came together.

This was an order that Rovi had already given long ago.

This journey has reached its end.

However, Rovi still wanted to continue, but he didn't expect everyone to follow him.

"For those who wish to return home, I have already spoken with His Her Majesty Nero. He will provide funding and grant officers with the military merits they have earned. You can enter officially established schools to serve as instructors, or you can go anywhere to garrison the Roman Legion as officers."

"If you don't want to go home, you can stay now."

"Those who choose to return home will return to their homeland as heroes, while those who choose to continue the expedition will be greeted with even greater glory as heroes."

"Make a choice."

"I—" Boudica, one of the commanders of the Legion, standing in front of everyone, wearing a white dress and armor, spoke first.

Born in Britannia, she joined the Roman Legion by chance and was once the person who longed to go home the most.

But now. "I am willing to continue to follow, I will stay here, and dedicate my glory to this homeland!"

She did not choose to go home.

But she believes that her home will surely be glorious because of her choice.

"I am willing to stay here and dedicate my glory to my homeland!"

"I wish to remain here and return in glory to my former home!"

After her, countless soldiers bowed and spoke, and countless men raised their spears and struck their shields with their swords.

"I haven't had enough fighting yet... Hey, you can't kick me out." Barghest grinned.

Bufan Xi lifted her skirt. "I want... to continue to hear your praise."

Merlin walked behind Rovi's and gently tugged at the hem of his shirt.

But not everyone is willing to follow.

The desire for change in people's hearts is even more complex.

"If you want to go home, then let's part ways here. Rome is ready to welcome you!"

With a clang, Rovi drew his sword and pointed it at the sky.

The Roman sword, now free of dust, gleamed in the air. He said, "And those who remain, let us... continue on our journey!"

'It crossed the Ural Mountains, but that was not the end; it swept through the snowstorms of North Asia, but that was not the limit either.'

The Parthian Empire, located in West Asia during a certain era, described Roman battle formations as armies descended from the gods, spears thrown down to earth by the gods, and whips left behind by God.

Even today, within the former capital city of the Parthian Empire, a statue of Roman Marshal Rovi riding across the city walls remains.

' Solomon left behind Seventy-Two Demon Gods that formed the foundation of Modern Magecraft, while at the beginning of the century AD, Rovi left behind Twelve Apostles spells that further amplified the power of that foundation.'

Even now, the technique for summoning Fey Apostle remains a mystery, second only to True Magic, and is sought after by countless people.

Legend has it that every Fey Sorcerer possesses the potential to access the Root and master True Magic.

At the beginning of the century, Rovi was also known as the "King of Fey Who Doesn't Belong to Paradise."

'However, some arguments point out that the appearance of the King of Fey who did not belong to Paradise also led to the premature birth of the true King of Fey.'

The Clock Tower Treatise: The Origins of Fey Sorcerer

—By Waver Velvet.

The Sea of Stars, Paradise, a complex land bathed in radiant light, is home to countless invisible fairies.

"It's said that the eleven fairies who left Paradise before are living happily..."

"That half-Nightmare liar didn't deceive us this time?"

"Go to the human world... I really want to go too!"

"By the way, did you hear anything?"

The fairy's voice abruptly stopped, for at that moment, they all heard a faint echoing sound.

The voice came from the deepest part of Paradise.

It's like... something breaking out of its shell and sprouting.

Click, click, click.

Mottled, then broken.

Something was born at this moment.

That's a fairy.

Yet it is a being that transcends ordinary fairies.

That was unlike ordinary ethereal fairies; it was a fairy of the highest rank, born to bear the responsibilities bestowed upon it by Paradise.

His name was Morgana LeFee.

Its true form is the Paradise Self-Correction Terminal Device.

It was born and exists to maintain the paradise.