Snow in the Lake District

The cold snow lashed against Melusine's face as she soaked in the Lake District of northern Britain, watching the snowflakes fall from the sky. She wondered why it was snowing here today, as if even the heavens felt sorry for her.

"It's snowing... It's so cold..."

A tear rolled down Melusine's cheek, the tear mixed with some mud-like impurities.

After she physically intercepted the Black Spear aimed at Salisbury, her body continuously issued warnings, her Dragon Kind abilities never ceasing.

The brain keeps processing, searching for a way out, but the conclusion it comes to is always the same—death.

The Black Spear is a manifestation of the destruction of the target, which is then fired. Once it hits, any life or thing born in this world will be destroyed by this power.

In this world, everything is destined to perish; no existence can escape it. At this moment, if it weren't for her own Magnetic Field Power constantly activating and sustaining her body, she might already be dead.

Originally, she wanted to come back here, back to the place where she was born. If it were here, perhaps Melusine's life could be revitalized, like a cut plant that, when buried in the soil and watered, might still survive.

But now, facts have shown that this is impossible; the power of the Black Spear has already sealed the fate of "Melusine."

Some farmers will kill sick, weak, or low-growth-potential piglets by throwing them to their deaths. Often, these piglets will have their internal organs ruptured, but they will only feel pain and think that eating something will make them feel better.

In reality, damage to the esophagus or throat, or severe stress, can prevent them from swallowing properly. They rely on their survival instinct to find food, unaware that their bodies can no longer tolerate it.

Then, he died.

At this moment, the lake water offered nothing but a cool respite to Melusine.

"I'm going to die..."

Melusine shed tears mingled with blood. At that moment, a bitter taste rose in her throat as she recalled the loving gaze and words she had heard when she left.

"Um, Aurora, I'm feeling really unwell. After intercepting that black attack, I might need to go to the lake district to recuperate for a while. Um... could you come with me?"

"Melusine, you should know I'm very busy, right?"

... This is only natural; Aurora has matters to attend to with the Earth Clan, and as the clan leader, she cannot leave Salisbury...

But Melusine knew very well that Aurora didn't care about her at all; she loved no one but herself.

That last glance seemed to be looking at an unwanted tool, or even a sense of relief at leaving.

She risked her life to save her beloved, only to receive this in return. This cruel reality, though already known, was more painful to her than death itself.

"Once again, I've become a lonely, abandoned being."

Snowflakes fell, and the sorrowful dragon sank into the swamp, returning to its enormous skeleton. Not far away, a fox-woman dressed in a light green lady's dress watched this scene through binoculars.

"This is fantastic! I never expected to collect such precious materials. Albion, the Dragon of the Horizon, you are the best choice for my eighth tail."

Lady Fox held a telescope, a wicked smile typical of foxes appearing on her face. However, it wasn't long before her telescope spotted several figures in the distance.

It was a bizarre demon with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse, dragging a cart toward this place.

Inside the car, she saw that familiar face. As if sensing her gaze, the man in the car also looked at her. The moment their eyes met, Koyanskaya put away her binoculars and disappeared.

"Phew... why did we run into each other here? Although I'm glad to see you again, now is not the time to have a drink with a business partner."

Mr. Bai Mo, do you just automatically spawn whenever someone needs help nearby? This guy isn't human either...

Koyanskaya let out a helpless sigh, then concealed herself and disappeared from the mountaintop.

On the carriage, Redra Bit had spent a considerable amount of money to buy this outfit, and the journey was quite comfortable; even Bavan Shi didn't complain.

After all, this is much more comfortable than Bai Mo's speed.

Along the way, Bai Mo also met some new friends of Ritsuka, including Gareth, who decided to follow Artoria because of her identity as Artoria true Child of Prophecy and Norwich's performance, as well as the strange Fang Clan fairy Redra Bit.

Aside from Oberon, the Pan-Human History Heroic Spirit in charge of intelligence mentioned by Ritsuka, there is also a petite fairy who calls herself Habetrot and is Mash's friend.

Strangely, he hardly spoke, and apart from occasionally glancing at Morgan, he always wore a bitter expression.

Morgan frowned. She didn't join the discussion, looking at the wreckage around her. Except for the initial moment when she saw Habetrot pause, she said nothing.

She was observing her surroundings. This place had once been the territory of the Mirror Clan. After the Mirror Clan was destroyed, some of its souls survived due to their strong obsessions and became spirit bodies.

But after venturing so far into the depths, we haven't seen a single one.

"Something's not right. It seems someone got here before us. That girl, Melusine, looks like she's being watched by the others."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo directed his senses toward the place where he had just sensed the gaze. Although he did not see the originator of the gaze, he still managed to capture that familiar feeling.

"Long time no see, Koyanskaya."

Bai Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it darted through the forest like a bird. At the same time, the vehicle arrived at the edge of the lake area, where a yellow warning line had been set up with the words "NFF" printed on it.

On the lakeshore, Koyanskaya appeared before everyone, dressed in a ladylike long dress, looking like an English noblewoman.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Bai Mo. It's so good to see you looking so energetic."

"Thanks to you, so you're handling new business again?"

Koyanskaya shook her head, then clapped her hands. A gust of wind blew, scattering the snow and revealing the enormous creature behind the swamp—a dragon skeleton.

Upon witnessing this scene, the people of Chaldea began to analyze it, and subsequently, they came to an extraordinary conclusion.

"That skeleton is the foundation upon which the Clock Tower was built in Albion!"