Chapter 868

Whispers came from the side.

"No matter what, we can't catch him, haha."

"It's so noisy, of course I understand!"

Tristan was both ashamed and angry, and his face turned red.

Shirou said, "Because those stars are no longer there."

"Why?"

The girl hugged his waist, looking confused.

"The starlight in the sky is a mirage of the past, not something that exists in the present."

Shirou explained to her, "Those are lights that are millions of light-years away from our world."

The light, having traveled millions of light-years, shone into our eyes on Earth.

Those stars.

Shirou pointed to one of the patches of light and said, "That galaxy is no longer there."

"It was originally a galaxy two million light-years away, but it has been destroyed on our timeline."

Shirou's eyes can see directly at the end of all things.

Whether it is a living or non-living thing, or even celestial bodies, no one is exempt.

"... It's all so unreal."

Tristan gazed at the universe with shining eyes and murmured something. Shirou nodded.

"However, that starlight's solitary journey through the vast universe is by no means meaningless."

We discovered it, we learned its story, and therefore its brilliance gained meaning.

Isn't that romantic?

Shirou looked at the girl beside him.

Tristan listened silently.

What happens on a planet is insignificant compared to the starlight.

In our world (Pan-Human History), there is always a tendency to promote the greatness of the Earth and how remarkable the miracles of human civilization are.

But no matter what, it is ultimately just one of 13 billion light-years of universe, 200 billion galaxies, and 3 trillion star systems.

That being said--

Shirou continued.

"We who live there have done our best just by doing this."

So even knowing this fact won't change your life.

Perhaps you'll just feel insignificant... but that's an undeniable fact.

But...

Shirou spoke earnestly, Tristan listened silently.

What if we treat this as everything in life, rather than as the premise of life?

We and our planets are actually very small and insignificant to the universe.

Therefore, the tragedies that occur on Earth are insignificant to the essence of the world.

On the other hand, I think it's a miracle that we were able to meet each other on such a tiny planet.

Shirou paused slightly. "In short, what I wanted to say was—"

Tristan, please give me another chance. I swear I'll protect you this time... Hmm?

Why has it suddenly become so quiet?

Interrupting his long-prepared confession, Shirou looked down.

The Princess Royal in his arms, her eyes closed, her expression serene, and she began to snore sweetly.

The white-haired youth scratched his cheek helplessly.

"Well... it really is time for good kids to go to sleep."

Shirou, along with the Princess Royal and Stardust, returned to Earth.

He carried the sleeping girl back to bed, covered her with a blanket, and then left the room.

Throughout the entire event, two people were watching this scene from a distance.

One of them was Morgan, the Queen of the Fae Kingdom.

The other is the most beautiful and strongest being in the Fae Kingdom.

This being witnessed everything from the moment the two took off until they landed—all the way to the end of the journey.

She flew in the air chasing the two until the middle of the journey, but stopped flying once she reached the stratosphere and above.

If I continue flying into space in this state, I will die.

This is quite clear.

Because she had tried it before.

Ignoring the possibility of the fairy's survival, she stood on the horizon of the boundary, gazing at the receding figure.

"..."

The name given to her by the Queen was Fae Knight Lancelot.

A girl who inherited the bloodline of the last pure-blooded dragon, Albion, and was also Shirou's former comrade.

"So, even this time... I can't keep up with you?"

He clenched his small fist in frustration.

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Volume 11: 511 Fae Lancelot: Oh my god, I'm going to...

Fae Knight Lancelot, is the strongest.

After all, her body, soul, and spirit are part of the dragon.

Moreover, it was a pure-blooded dragon that was born at the same time as this star, existing 4.6 billion years ago.

His name is Albion.

She is the strongest being that could be born on this planet.

Her body can soar freely through the sky.

Her speed is so fast it leaves no sound behind.

Her power was so great that the Queen had to use the name of the Faerie Knight to restrain her.

Whether it 'Gawain, Tristan, or Woodwose, they ultimately cannot match her in direct combat.

Those who cannot fly are no match for her.

If she could fully unleash her true potential, she might even be a match for Queen Morgan was connected to the throne.

Ultimately, the scale of her battles was fundamentally different from the Britain ecosystem.

Lancelot was proud of himself for this.

The strongest version of myself--

This is the "purpose" that Lancelot found after being reborn as a fairy.

In response to that person's expectations.

To fulfill my promise to that person.

To fill the void left by that person's disappearance.

To fill the void in my heart after that person disappeared.

Days after a visitor from the outside world was shot down by the Holy Lance.

Queen Morgan summoned the clan leaders of the Six Great Clans in Camelot.

This also includes Aurora, the clan chief of the Wind Clan.

However, she was also forbidden by the Queen from entering or leaving Camelot, so she attended the audience through a mirror.

The adjutant, Coral, believed that no mistakes could be made, so he stood by Aurora's side.

Lancelot waited on the first floor of the Great Cathedral.

So at the time, she was unaware of what had happened during this audience.

She only learned later about the absurd claim of a man who drifted from the Pan-Human History, who claimed to be the king who founded the Fae Kingdom 2,000 years ago.

After the audience, Lancelot seized the opportunity to enter Aurora's room, where he saw her looking radiant and full of confidence.

The dragon fairy breathed a sigh of relief and approached her--

"Oh, who are you again?"

Aurora tilted her head and asked.

This statement was not malicious.

There was no ulterior motive in that statement.

This statement contains no malicious intent.

It was just simple words.

Lancelot understood.

Despite understanding, the girl's face remained pale and contorted.

Seeing her like this...

"Heh, of course I know... you're Lancelot!"

With a dazzlingly beautiful smile, Aurora called out the girl's true name, which was covered by Queen Morgan's curse (Gift).

"My lovely ▇▇▇▇!"

After that person disappeared, only Aurora would call out to her in that way.

Although it's the same act of calling out one's own name, the feeling is completely different.

That person's words were heartwarming, while Aurora's tone was devoid of any warmth.

However, Lancelot didn't care.

Shameless words have no apparent value.

It was worthless—even so, Lancelot still felt at ease.

At the same time, she felt self-loathing, and could feel the black stains spreading dripping in her heart.

It's pointless to deny it.

Although her appearance, personality, and even gender have changed.

But Aurora, who calls out her true name, must be that person's reincarnation.

"..."

Coral watched their almost distorted exchange and sadly lowered his eyelids.

"Hey, ▇▇▇▇."

I know a really unusual person!

That smile was beautiful.