A free meal

With a soft crack, a sound that sent chills down everyone's spines rang out. The next moment, cracks appeared in the barrier of the Holy Lance. Morgan channeled his power to further reinforce the seal, but the already shattered container, even if pieced back together, would never be intact.

"Is it finally time to take action? So, what's the first thing?"

From the watchtower where Ritsuka and the others were, they immediately spotted a scarlet figure in the distance. It was a colossal beast the size of a small mountain, slamming into the city wall with unstoppable force.

Thump! The walls of Camelot trembled, as if they were about to be breached.

"Is the first one the Calamity of the Beast? That Boggart guy, didn't he report it immediately? Tsk, he's just a fairy, truly useless."

But that's alright. Before setting off, Morgan had already made a series of arrangements. Before, I couldn't be effective without Camelot. Now that I'm back in loyal Camelot, I must properly demonstrate my organizational abilities as the Queen of Winter.

Morgan waved his hand, and in the next instant, a whole group of fairies inside the city were thrown out of the city by the Water Mirror.

"Wow! Your Majesty, why is this?!"

Morgan tossed the fairy into several open spaces outside, and the giant black hounds of the Calamity of the Beast immediately rushed over, like wild dogs seeing a bone, and pounced on it without any politeness, devouring it greedily.

But Morgan's meal was clearly not so easy to eat. The next moment, three azure Holy Lance fell, piercing the necks of the three-headed black dogs. Then, like lightning rods, the Holy Lance released a tremendous force, surging into the Queen's Tower like lightning. Instantly, the magical reserves of Camelot increased significantly.

The expressions on the faces of these black dogs were incredibly ugly at that moment. They had worked so hard to eat so many fairies and absorb so much energy and magic, and in one fell swoop, it had all been drained.

They ate the fairies of Britain and then wanted to gain their energy? What kind of good deal is that?

For Morgan, eating the fairy subjects is fine, but he can forget about using a single drop of the energy he consumes.

"How terrifying, this woman."

Caster took two steps back in fear, while Morgan stared at the largest of the Calamity of the Beast, which surprised her somewhat as to Calamity of the Beast.

"Although it is a dog, is it essentially Calamity given a mission by Britain, destined to destroy my Britain...? Even, the situation of Cernunnos might be the interference of Britain's self-destructive will."

Hmph, let's see who has the better methods!

Morgan showed no fear whatsoever. So what if it's Britain's will? It's as if Britain belongs to you, but this thing is mine! No one who tries to stop me will get away with it!

While Morgan was preparing to make a big move, in the distant outskirts of Salisbury, Lancelot put his armor back on, looked at Aurora lying on the grass, and without hesitation, sheathed his sword and left without looking back.

For women, while appearance is a big plus, inner qualities are still very important. This kind of destructive nature is fine for playing around with, but never give your heart away.

Although her appearance was better than Guinevere's, and her fairy-like qualities made her a top-tier beauty, she was truly a menace, and Lancelot couldn't fall in love with her. Lancelot inwardly praised himself greatly.

To remain undaunted by such temptation is truly worthy of Lancelot. Even Artoria Pendragon, far away in Chaldea, would likely smile approvingly at him if she knew.

Aurora was left standing there, looking on incredulously.

No, why did you just leave like that? What happened to the Knight of the Lake?

How can there be freebies?!

"Lancelot, come back here!"

"I have repaid my debt of gratitude. The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, farewell. It was a pleasure being with you; you are the most beautiful fairy I have ever seen. But I must go now. Let this memory be a beautiful dream."

Lancelot uttered those words with practiced ease and left without looking back.

Aurora could not possibly catch up with Lancelot, since Servant can become spirits. He simply vanished from the scene, leaving Aurora alone in the forest. She looked up at the Britain sky, which was now a deep crimson.

This is no joke; Britain is truly doomed. We must now head to Camelot; only then can we journey to Pan-Human History.

"No, I won't die here like this. I am the chieftain of the Wind Clan, the most beautiful fairy in Britain. Once I get there, those people will definitely welcome me."

Unlike Lancelot, they wouldn't necessarily flock to me and take my noble self to the human world.

Aurora washed herself in the water, she murmured to herself. After a while, she belatedly called out, "Melusine? Melusine, where are you?"

Aurora kept calling out to Melusine, but it was obviously impossible. At this moment, Melusine was on the outskirts of Britain, attacking the besieging Mors like a fighter jet and blocking the Calamity of the Beast.

"It sounds like someone is calling me. It must be that Bai Mo is in trouble. I need to go help him right away. Tsk, that Calamity of the Beast is such a nuisance. Just how much did it eat, Barghest?"

Aurora called out a few times from afar, but when her loyal sycophant didn't come, she clenched her fists, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

"Melusine, I'll make sure you're severely punished for what happened this time. How dare you make me do this..."

Just as Aurora was talking to herself, a rustling sound came from the woods not far away. Woodwose appeared from the side, panting, and immediately stuck his head underwater, taking several big gulps of water.

"Phew, finally rid of that damn mad dog."

He was carrying the Clan Bell and was being chased and bitten by the Calamity of the Beast and several black hounds. He was mainly trying to protect the Clan Bell, which put him in such a passive position. It was really tough. Fortunately, Salisbury distracted him, but he was still forced to take a long detour.

We need to catch our breath for a bit, then we have to get going.

"Lord Woodwose ~"

Hearing a familiar voice, Woodwose looked up and saw the beautiful figure downstream. Oh, wasn't this Aurora, the most elegant and noble woman he had ever pursued?

To think I'd see her here, and she was... so honest.

"Sir, can you help me?"

Aurora smiled and, seeing Woodwose's almost piercing gaze, felt a sense of relief. It was truly a case of "when you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up before you."

But for some reason, Woodwose's gaze seemed different from before, a little... too intense.