Chapter 941

If it were any other time, my legs would probably have gone weak by now...

But incredibly, there's not so much resistance now...

"Is it because of me?" Shirou asked.

"Is that so...? Yes, that seems to be the case..."

Morgan said with some delight, "Hehe, because Shirou is here, I've even overcome my psychological trauma, and even the bugs don't seem so scary anymore."

Shirou: "Hmm, leave it to me. I won't let the bugs hurt you."

Morgan: "Then I'll leave it to you to protect me, my husband?"

"Hey! You two! Be serious! Stop flirting in the public channel!" Artoria protested angrily.

Morgan: "Oh, Artoria, you're still here? Can you stop barging into other people's private space? Get out."

"What... wait, this is my conversation with Shirou... stop it right now... Morgan!!!"

Artoria was enraged and impotent, and was kicked out of the conversation by Morgan's side.

"I really need to study Magecraft properly," Shirou thought to himself.

The final battle has begun.

"This is Albion, the final dragon to open the boundary...!"

Melusine gathered her strength in the air and then released her breath.

"The breath of fire, the wings of iron. In the twilight sky, like the cry of a newborn baby...!"

The Hollow Heart Albion --!!!

The dragon's breath opened a path amidst countless curses.

Shirou and Morgan held hands and jumped off the dragon's back, plummeting rapidly through the air.

Shirou Projection a sword blade beside him, slicing away the negative gravity spewed from the mouth of the Abyssal Wyrm.

As they drew closer, the Abyssal Wyrm seemed to shrink back.

It let out a mournful roar, and numerous black cursed spheres appeared around it.

That was a move similar to Cernunnos's, Shirou had already experienced before.

He Projection more swords, shattering the black sphere before it could unleash its cursed rays.

The Abyssal Wyrm even tried to open its mouth and swallow Melusine whole, but its plan failed.

No one can stop Melusine from soaring freely in the sky, not even the Terminal Device with its concept of a black hole.

Ignoring the interference of the Abyssal Wyrm, Melusine delivered Shirou and Morgan to their destination.

Because they were too close, it was impossible to discern the full appearance of the Abyssal Wyrm; even its mouth was not visible at all.

After devouring the remains of Cernunnos, the Abyssal Wyrm became even larger and more indescribable.

As he plunged into the black hole, Shirou stared fearlessly at the void itself.

"I need it, Morgan."

He confirmed in a calm voice.

Morgan raised an eyebrow expressionlessly. "Idiot, don't bother to confirm... that's a sword that exists only for you."

"... Um."

Shirou nodded gratefully, then drew the one hidden deepest within "Unlimited Blade Works".

A gleaming, jet-black, Reversed Holy Sword--

This holy sword, which was not included in the Excalibur Blade Works, is no longer Shirou's strongest weapon, but it holds the most special significance.

--This is the sword offered to him by Paradise Fae abandoned her mission and fell into witchhood.

"..."

Shirou unleashes his power, infusing magic into the sword hilt.

Using this power, the Reversed Holy Sword unleashed a torrent of magical energy like a dragon's claw, transforming into a massive lightsaber capable of cleaving a city wall in two.

"The Tyrant's Hammer, Reversing the Dawn--"

Shirou raised the black holy sword above his head and then swung it down towards the abyssal maw of the Abyssal Wyrm.

"------Collapse, Excalibur Morgan!!!!"

The aurora borealis, darker than night, ripped across the sky of the Fae Kingdom.

In Pan-Human History, Vile King Vortigern was a white dragon that devoured all light like a black hole.

As for the Abyssal Wyrm... for Oberon Vortigern, the light of the Holy Sword could also serve as sustenance.

But what about the inverted aurora, which has similar properties?

The result is obvious--

Two identical forces collided, and then began to crumble from the inside out.

The body of the Abyssal Wyrm could no longer be maintained and quickly began to tear apart and become fragmented.

"..."

Something fell from inside the Abyssal Wyrm.

It was Oberon, having lost its original form, falling towards the earth.

Morgan looked away, while Shirou met his gaze.

"I never imagined you were hiding something like that...!!"

Oberon looked displeased and wanted to protest, but he quickly calmed down.

He maintained his fall and gave Shirou an exaggeratedly respectful bow.

This is the moment when the battle between Shirou and Oberon —accomplices in the desire to destroy Britain —quietly comes to a conclusion.

And so, the final battle came to an end.

When the Abyssal Wyrm completely disappeared, the color of the sky began to change from the horizon.

The long, endless night has ended.

When the sun rises, the sky is no longer the usual twilight color of the Fae Kingdom, but an endless blue sky.

It's unclear whether it was due to Oberon opening a gap in the world or the gradual disappearance of the Fae Kingdom's borders with the outside world as it neared its end.

And so, the curse that had been accumulating in the Fae Kingdom was dispelled.

The island, which had been in turmoil all night, gradually fell silent.

Volume 11: Chapter 548 Star Forger Shirou (Grand Finale)

And so, the curse was dispelled, and silence descended upon the Fae Kingdom.

After a whole night of chanting, the grand ceremony prepared by Shirou and Artoria finally "opened the door."

Above the Fae Kingdom, a star was shining brightly at that moment.

No one knows for sure what that star is, nor does anyone know that it is the blue star that the Child of Prophecy has existed there since his birth.

Even when swallowed by the howling Storm Wall, that tiny, fragile star continued to pulsate.

The stars always shine in the distance.

"A small sliver of human kindness hidden within malice."

"A glorious future will be bestowed upon me someday."

To Artoria, that star was simply something that shone brightly.

That was all; it became the purpose of the Child of Prophecy.

The girl's true wish was that everyone could look up at that star from somewhere.

Inspired by that guiding light, Artoria never wavered in her original dream, no matter what storms she faced.

Even though it has no relation or connection whatsoever with that star.

Even if that star will never face me, nor will it descend upon me.

That kind of thing didn't matter; the young girl believed that as long as that star was still shining, she would never give up.

No matter how fierce the storms in the world may be.

Even though the rewards gained over time are never as great as the pain.

From a young age, I have always looked to my own light, the only thing that shines in the storm.

It was not for society, not for peace, and not for myself.

The Child of Prophecy, he had no desire to fail the faint starlight that had always shone brightly.

"So beautiful..."

Under the guiding light, the surviving fairies all looked up in awe.

Looking up at that azure sky, which should be the first time I've seen it, yet inexplicably evokes a sense of nostalgia.

"As expected of the Commander and the Child of Prophecy, well done!"

One of the fairies from the traveling Theater Company wiped her nose, muttered proudly, and then walked with her head held high toward the Light of Return.

"Ah~~ It was truly an unforgettable trip."

"Yes, that's absolutely right. Although it was only a short month, it was more meaningful than the thousand years we had lived in the past."

The fairies of the Nameless Forest looked at each other and laughed happily.

"Phew~ Is it really over already? I feel a little reluctant to see it end."

The Theater Company manager, who had lost his wings, knew he was no longer needed, yet he still steadfastly remained at his post, organizing documents.

"Whoosh--Whoosh--!!"

"Idiot! Don't run so fast! I'm going to be thrown off! Aaaaaah!"

The fairy horse of the Fang Clan galloped wildly across the dawn plains, oblivious to everything else, while the pink-haired Wind Clan grabbed its mane and yelled.

"This is truly... something extraordinary I've come across, humans."

The last Wing Clan held the chess pieces on the board, feeling a mixture of admiration and bewilderment at the magnificent feat unfolding before him.

"Percival, I'm truly sorry for what happened before... I don't expect your forgiveness, but..."

"Please don't say that, Father... I am who I am today because of your upbringing, and I am truly grateful."

The warrior of the Fang Clan collapsed on the battlefield, having his first heart-to-heart talk with the leader of the human rebels.

"Those are the stars that Artoria saw..."

The female knight of the Mirror Clan dropped her weapon and stared intently at the sky.

"Thank you, Mr. Shirou, for letting me see something beautiful even at the very end."

The people of the Fae Kingdom each enjoyed their last moments, then were enveloped in gentle light without any regrets.

The girl, unaware of these events, stood before her mother and the man she loved, clenching her fists tightly and bowing her head.

Because she was told to say goodbye to them.

Although this may not be a permanent separation--

"Bavan Shi, you must embark on your journey."

Morgan spoke quietly, a hint of wavering lurking beneath his cold tone.

"If possible, I would like to keep you by my side, Shirou thinks so too."

But... even if you stay by our side, your damaged soul cannot be healed.

"Mother..."

The girl understood what her mother was saying; it must be correct advice, but loneliness was still loneliness.

The Queen's gentle voice, unlike anything I'd ever heard before, intensified my sorrow.