Dragon Hunt / Morgan's Hesitation and the Only Altria to Fall Down

Sayo Aika also withdrew her gaze from surveying her surroundings and said with a smile,

"If you need to do anything later, I can help you."

According to the Western continent... it seems to be called 'slaying the king and seizing the throne'?

"I'll buy you some clothes then, and in return, you can appoint me as Court Magician, okay?"

The girl's charming appearance had a hint of a mischievous fox.

Why should you be the one to put clothes on Gwen?

Arcueid, who completely missed the Sayo Aika was playing, was simply instinctively resistant to letting Sayo Aika get close to Gwen after being scammed.

"Of course it's because you're changing your Arcueid too..."

Sayo Aika, who was also quite interested in teasing Arcueid, the True Ancestor Princess, said with a grin, which immediately softened Arcueid's unfriendly gaze.

"Let's stop joking. I don't believe you can't see what's in here. There aren't many clean ones."

Gwen rolled his eyes at the troublemaking Sayo Aika, and wondered if he could have Ryougi Shiki keep an eye on Sayo Aika when he returned to Olympus.

My father said that we must use magic to defeat magic.

Similarly, use Ryougi Shiki, who is linked to the Root, to defeat the Imperial Princess of the Root is also linked to the Root...

Of course, while he was having fun and joking around, Gwen didn't neglect his serious duties—

Looking up, Gwen noticed that Morgan's gaze was fixed on Arcueid, clearly having noticed Arcueid's unusual behavior.

Gwen was not surprised by this, and simply said:

"Sorry, there was a slight mishap. We can continue our conversation now."

"Since someone has gone to the trouble of crossing the world to find you, why not end it here today?"

"Shall we negotiate after you've finished catching up?"

Upon hearing this, Morgan slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Gwen.

As a rare magical genius, Morgan easily noticed Arcueid's "abnormality"—

It was an existence that was even more mysterious and larger than the Dragon of Albion.

Even after analyzing the Holy Lance as a spell, she couldn't immediately see through its mysterious core.

Moreover, in just a short time, two beings capable of traversing worlds... or at least crossing the Wall of Storms without her noticing— Morgan had to reassess Gwen's power.

Even though Morgan had already lost track of Gwen's methods before.

"I'm not someone who likes to give up halfway."

Gwen shook his head and refused.

Arcueid chatted with him every day, and Sayo Aika also communicated with him through Arcueid. There was nothing much to say about catching up, but it was just to satisfy Arcueid's craving for more.

As for Morgan, he finally managed to break down her psychological defenses today, but giving her another day to recover would be a complete waste of time, wouldn't it?

"With your talent and abilities, even if you're not good at politics, as long as you choose the right people and use your violence in the right places, it won't be too difficult to govern a neighboring Britain with a different kind of Pan-Human History, or to create a Britain that truly belongs to you on a barren or frozen planet."

At least compared to the scoundrels of 21st-century British politics, the rise of a powerful figure like Morgan could at least bring some tangible benefits to the British people.

For example, when roads are being built, some so-called grassroots animal protection and environmental organizations suddenly appear out of nowhere. Whoever dares to show their face will have a water mirror appear in their home, and then a Morgan clone will emerge from among them to help them come to their senses.

"..."

Faced with the aggressive Gwen, Morgan pursed his lips and fell silent once more.

To be honest, Gwen's offer was so generous that if she hadn't had her own reservations and obsessions, she probably would have accepted it immediately.

However...

So-called obsessions and knots in the heart, if they could be easily ignored, wouldn't they not be obsessions or knots in the heart...

As Morgan grappled with this obvious hesitation and indecision, a bright blue shooting star streaked across the sky, and a massive aura of magic descended from afar, swiftly pressing down upon the palace.

"Your backup plan?"

Sensing the hostile aura of the newcomer, Gwen chuckled and teased Morgan—

"Or... a disobedient child has arrived?"

Before the other party entered Camelot's airspace, Gwen's telekinetic powers had already locked onto its presence and confirmed its identity.

Fairy Knight Lancelot, whose real name Melusine, Dragon Fairy born from the remains of the last dragon, Albion. She is one of the Three Calamities of Britain and one of the most powerful fairies on this land.

After confirming the other party's identity, Gwen glanced at Aurora on the projection, who was still kneeling helplessly on the ground, unable to utter a single word, looking utterly pitiful—

In an early show, Aurora, hailed as the most dazzling fairy in Britain, picked up the mud that had turned from the remains of Albion, which is now the Fairy Knight Lancelot.

And so, Lancelot became the sharpest blade in the other party's hands, along with the Licking Dragon that Aurora both loved and hated...

Chapter 642 Dragon Hunting

Although Lancelot vaguely sensed some of Aurora's true nature, the petite Dragon Fairy still obeyed Aurora's every command, following a mechanism similar to how a fledgling bird recognizes the first person it sees as its parent.

Such a Lancelot could not possibly have any goodwill towards Aurora Gwen only wanted to drive her to her death.

Their purpose in rushing here from who-knows-where with such full force is self-evident—

"Go to hell!"

The petite girl, her magic almost burning, locked onto Gwen before the throne. Her speed increased dramatically once more, and her magic transformed into tangible flames, becoming a crimson meteor that burned through the clouds and streaked across the sky.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it crashed down on Gwen.

"Is this... an attack?"

Because it wasn't the targeted object, Arcueid reacted a beat too late.

As Arcueid turned to look at the sky, the spell set up in the hall was activated. The vast magic stored in Morgan's throne slowly flowed, transforming into the shape of Holy Lance, aimed at the demon Lancelot that was rushing towards them like a shooting star.

"Someone... some fairy... or rather, a dragon has gone mad..."

Gwen chuckled softly, stopping Morgan's movements.

"However, since they're coming for me, then leave it to me."

After all, even though he had withstood Emperor-class Honkai Beast, he had never stopped riding the dragon.

"Gwen, are you going to fight the dragon?"

Can I join the Hero Squad?

"Here you can work as a priest and a mage at the same time..."

Sayo Aika raised her hand with a smile, as if she were playing a real game.

"It's not so much an evil dragon as it is; at most, it's just a foolish dragon that came about by sheer chance..."

Gwen, who had already stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the crimson meteor that had begun to fall.

"And besides, she doesn't even need to form a team..."

"That's right, that's right, they're not even as good as me..."

Arcueid and chimed in.

She was badly beaten by Gwen back then. That guy in the sky was even worse than her. Gwen could have easily taken care of her with a wave of his hand.

Gazing at the crimson meteor, Gwen gently placed his left hand on the broken Broken Blade at his waist, quietly sensing its power.

In just a few breaths, the crimson meteor, which had been just a red dot, grew larger and larger. Its crimson flames even illuminated the towering palace, and it looked as if it would crash into the palace and turn it into ruins at any moment.

At that very moment, Gwen suddenly raised his right hand, and in a flash of golden light, he bent over and threw his spear in one fluid motion. The dazzling golden light instantly overwhelmed the crimson demonic flames.

In an instant, the Sun Spear hurled from Gwen's hand struck the dragon soaring high in the sky, bringing the crimson meteor to a halt.

Amidst flashes of golden lightning, the Lancelot suspended in mid-air resembled a small sun abruptly hanging there.

The next moment, the terrified fairies in Camelot saw the crimson meteor, now golden, fall helplessly towards the outside of the city.

"Generally..."

Gwen casually flicked his hand, showing no sign of the tension of hunting dragons, and took a step forward, disappearing from the hall, instantly easing the atmosphere.

However, Gwen was gone, but the oppression he left behind remained. The goblins who had just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief found that they still couldn't say anything or do anything, and a wave of fear washed over them again.

On his throne, Morgan paid no heed to his nominal subjects, for he was lost in thought—

"Given how easily he intercepted Melusine, his strength is probably already..."

Moreover, according to what that woman... who seems to have many similarities to the True Ancestor in my Remembrance, and can be temporarily identified as the True Ancestor, said, she also easily defeated that True Ancestor.

Considering his previous attitude towards Zeus... could it be...?

Meanwhile, Aurora, witnessed this scene through magic, and despair filled her eyes—

She has managed to survive all these years of causing trouble, thanks to two things: the luck brought by her beauty and the obedient yet powerful henchman, Lancelot.

Now that misfortune has befallen her, even her most capable henchman has been killed. Is it truly fate that has decreed her doom?

On the other side, Queen Nokturna of the North also wore a thoughtful expression—

She was aware of the strength of the Fairy Knight Lancelot, and even if she wasn't entirely clear about it, she knew that he was a formidable enemy who had to be taken very seriously.

And yet Fairy Knight Lancelot was rumored to be Britain's strongest fairy, was utterly powerless to resist that man...

"No, we have to persuade Morgan; we can't let her go her own way..."

Thinking about the Remembrance left to her by the previous Mab, Nokturna began to think about how to persuade Morgan.

Outside Camelot, Gwen had already arrived at the large crater that had just been created by the Lancelot.

Seeing the woman's weakened aura, yet the moment he appeared, her dim golden eyes fixed intently on his petite figure, Gwen sighed softly—

Why bother?

You are not entirely ignorant of the nature of Aurora, are you?

Whether it's her demanding you conceal your appearance, ordering her subordinates to spread rumors about you, or her using you as a weapon to her advantage, only to find you dirty and disgusted with you afterward, it's all because of her attitude.

Even with your subjective attempts to embellish it, your dragon-like perception still caught on, didn't it?

With a calm gaze meeting those furious, dim golden eyes, Gwen spoke slowly—

"It's just like the Imprinting Effect, where people assume that the first person they see after birth is the one they love."

Even if the other person is not someone you can entrust your life to, but a hopeless scoundrel, you keep hypnotizing yourself, beautifying the other person into a unique existence in the world, and having no room for anything else in your eyes except the other person.

Even if they are used to death, they will swallow all their grievances until the day they are no longer used, when they turn into caterpillars and are disdainfully stomped on...

Is this love?

Stop bothering this stupid little idiot.

She doesn't deserve it, and you're not that cheap either..."

He crouched down, meeting her gaze closely into her dim eyes, now filled with sorrow and pain as the anger subsided. Gwen gently closed her eyes.

"Take a nap, and when you wake up, open your eyes wide and take a good look at the world."

The world is vast and full of beauty; don't easily give your heart away...

When the dragon carriage stopped, Gwen's Sun Spear, in addition to the concept of the sun, also incorporated the power of time, imitating Gwen real Sun Spear next door.

Then, the body born from the decaying remains was burned to ashes by the sun, and the fragile existence was worn down by time.

Ominous black mud appeared on her petite body, but it completely dissipated before she could fully revert to her original form, leaving only a trace of it, which was severed by the holy sword light shining from Gwen's fingertips.

Chapter 643 Morgan's Wavering and Artoria, the Only One Who Fell From Grace

"Call..."

Putting aside that little bit... the mark he had named True Spirit, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief as he temporarily took the meme-producing master Lancelot, offline, and turned to look at the magnificent Camelot behind him.

Having already crushed Lancelot in one move, even the stubborn Morgan should have wavered by now...

Lost in thought, Gwen didn't linger and stepped back to the throne.

Gwen, you're back?

Arcueid greeted him with a grin, but her gaze swept over Gwen's left and right, making Gwen somewhat puzzled—

Arcueid, what are you looking for?

"It was a bet I made with Arcueid, a bet on whether Gwen would bring back prisoners..."

Sayo Aika responded with a grin—