Fae Round Table Domain

"You noticed it too?"

Inside the carriage, just as Morgan had drifted into thought, Samael's solemn murmur from across from her made the Witch pause. Beneath her veil, her face stiffened unnaturally.

Fortunately, before Morgan could speak, Samael took the initiative to frown and ponder aloud.

"Within the Beast Calamity, Barghest, an Ancestral Reversion born from a black dog, emerged;

Within the Insect Calamity, Bavangshi, a special Bloodkin Fae created from corpses, emerged;

Within the Wild Hunt, the King of Storms emerged, commanding that spectral army;

Perhaps none of this was merely a coincidence...

Looking at it this way, if I'm not mistaken, the Swamp Dragon Remains at the source of the Dragon Calamity in the north probably contains another special lifeform being nurtured.

I keep feeling that the four great calamities ravaging all of Britain are somehow connected. There may very well be another purpose hidden behind them."

Realizing that Samael had not noticed her distraction, Morgan secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Yet the speculation voiced by her companion immediately made her expression turn grave. Her flickering gaze drifted toward her two adopted daughters in the other carriage, while her brows slowly knotted together. Soundlessly, she murmured to herself.

Cornwall... dog demon... Barghest...

The Nameless Forest... Cat Witch... Bavangshi...

The north... Wild Hunt... King of Storms...

And then... the Swamp Dragon Remains...

King of Storms... King of Storms... an existence very similar to Artoria...

An army... knights... a king...

In an instant, Morgan seemed to realize something. Her expression shifted, and her face changed slightly.

"You mean... Vortigern is also trying to create a Knights of the Round Table capable of rivaling Camelot!"

Samael nodded slightly, rubbing his chin as he smiled with amusement and voiced his guess.

"To be precise, they should be called Fae Knights,