Lose Nothing More

"Everyone, do you know the true mission of the Fairy of Paradise? To complete the pilgrimage and save Britain? No, no, no, these are not the real purpose. The mission of the Fairy of Paradise is only one: to reforge the Holy Sword of the Planet." Merlin walked step by step, his voice coming from all directions.

Ritsuka sensed something was amiss. Merlin's failure to directly answer Bai Mo's question about the price made her uneasy.

"Heh, you must be joking. Forging a holy sword? Caster isn't a blacksmith, how could he forge a holy sword? There isn't even a piece of iron here."

"The Fairy of Paradise are the source material themselves."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Ritsuka turned to look at Caster, wanting to see her rebuke, to rebuke the man in front of her for being nothing but a liar, but Caster silently lowered his head.

"That's enough, stop talking."

Bai Mo said coldly, stopping Merlin from continuing. Merlin was also in a terrible mood. If it were him in the past, he might have been able to accept this situation calmly, but after what happened with Artoria, he didn't want to see such a situation. But it was the truth. Without the Holy Sword, no one could deal with Cernunnos had already taken root on Earth.

"I know this is difficult, but it's the only way. The Holy Sword of the Planet will be a tremendous help to Britain now, as well as to the challenges ahead. Ritsuka, Bai Mo, you should know this very well. It's impossible to achieve great things without making sacrifices."

The Holy Sword of the Planet requires Fairy of Paradise has completed a pilgrimage and complete memories of walking the Daichi. And we have two Fairy of Paradise here, which is a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.

"So, you mean that everything they've experienced in this damned world, in Britain where almost no one is normal—all the suffering, all the torment—ultimately amounts to this holy sword? Enough, Merlin, let me out. You're wasting my time."

Such a decision is utterly absurd. There is a limit to torment. The two Fairy of Paradise Britain most deserving of leaving and happiness in all of Britain are now to die for victory. Just thinking about it makes one feel disgusted like a tidal wave.

Seeing that Bai Mo showed no sign of compromising, Merlin glanced at Morgan, his lips barely moving:

"You are a very rational queen, and the only Fairy of Paradise in the Paradise Pilgrimage to date. I think this decision should be made in your hands, and... as Servant, only you can communicate with your Master."

Merlin turned to Bai Mo, waving his staff. Petals danced and transformed into a sphere that landed behind him. He sighed helplessly at Bai Mo, "Since I can't persuade you, then please leave. But... you all know the road to Avalon, right? I will wait here."

Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Mo turned and walked into the flower cluster, but the next moment, Morgan also quickly stepped into it.

As soon as Bai Mo stepped into the flower cluster, he found himself in a pitch-black place. There, in the distance, lay a white portal—the exit from Avalon.

Footsteps sounded behind them, Morgan walked to Bai Mo's side. She had her head down, seemingly deep in thought, while Bai Mo spoke up, "We've had a bit of time to catch our breath. How much magic do we have left? I'll deal with Cernunnos. You need to conserve your remaining energy as much as possible; there are still several fierce battles ahead."

Just as Bai Mo and Morgan were discussing their next move, Morgan stopped him as he was about to head towards the exit.

"Merlin's suggestion is feasible."

Bai Mo sighed deeply, turned to look at her, and said, "You have at least some faith in me, don't you?"

"I certainly have faith in you, but... I do have a way that will allow both me and Caster to survive."

"Stop talking about it. If such a method really existed, you just mentioned it over there."

Bai Mo waved his hand and spoke to Morgan, Morgan cheeks flushed slightly. The coldness in her eyes had almost completely vanished, and she whispered, "That's because I have other requests that I don't want to mention in front of Merlin and that guy Artoria."

The Holy Sword of the Planet requires the body of Fairy of Paradise has completed the pilgrimage, as well as the memories of Fairy of Paradise outside. I can provide the body, and Caster can provide the memories.

"Can you come up with an even worse idea?"

Bai Mo frowned, but Morgan didn't refute her. She took a deep breath and then said, "It's feasible. Do you remember? Within my body lies a portion of Morgan's Spirit Origin from the Pan-Human History. I've already analyzed the spell for Heroic Spirit Summoning. Given enough affinity, I can go to your side. So... so..."

Morgan grabbed Bai Mo's hand, and she slowly removed her veil, her eyes fixed on the person before her.

"If it were you, that wouldn't be bad either..."

What are you saying?

Morgan took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination. "Will you... marry me?"

"Ha?"

"If it were a true marital relationship, I wouldn't resist. Use Command Spell to make me fall in love with you. Then, even if you have some influence on you, even if you are an existence from beyond this world, with this destiny, I will be summoned by you as Heroic Spirit. In that case, losing my body wouldn't matter. Thus, the Holy Sword can also be completed, as long as you summon me again after you transfer Britain..."

Bai Mo stood there stunned for a few seconds before he understood Morgan's meaning.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly uttered a single word.

"No."

"Why not? This is already the best possible outcome, why...?"

Bai Mo shoved Morgan's hand away, turned and walked towards the light. When he reached the doorway, he stopped and looked back at Morgan.

"That's why you've already sacrificed so much for Britain... I'm here not only to help you, but also to prevent you from losing any more."

So... stop sacrificing your love so easily, you foolish woman.

Even if you absorb all of Cernunnos's curse, I will ensure you lose nothing and save this Britain.

The curse was indeed so immense as to be almost unimaginable; generally, something of this magnitude would surely be fatal. But along this journey, how many others had nearly killed themselves?

He took a step forward, walking towards that Wubian curse.

Like a knight marching proudly into battle for his queen, Morgan stood there, watching his figure disappear into the illusion. Her heart, which had almost turned to ice, felt a surge of warmth. If anyone had witnessed this scene, they would surely have been deeply moved.

"Ah, Morgan actually made that face... No... I should say, she can actually find happiness like that, really..." Merlin watched all this, but his face recalled the past, remembering the blonde girl's tragic end. He put away his staff, the flowers disappeared, and the group left this land of Avalon.

He stood up, took his staff, and walked step by step out of the courtyard, a courtyard that only the innocent could pass through, from the Inner Sea of the Planet to the outside world.