Chapter 1054 Morgan: I Need You
"What exactly is this throne for? Why store so much magical energy here?"
Eiji looked perplexedly at the cold throne, unable to figure out its purpose.
The magical energy contained within this throne was absolutely terrifying!
In Eiji's perception, the amount of magical energy was like an endless ocean—more than enough to cover the entire territory of Britain, surpassing even his own power as the Fourth True Ancestor!
It was hard to imagine how such an immense amount had been stored. Could it be the magical energy of the Fantasy Tree?
But wasn't the Fantasy Tree's magical energy exhausted two thousand years ago?
"This is the 'Existence Tax,'" Morgan said, raising her slender eyebrows slightly as she noticed his inquisitive expression.
"Through Command Spells, half of the life force of every fairy in the Fairy Kingdom is collected annually. The life force gathered through this taxation is stored within this throne."
Eiji suddenly understood.
So that was it!
Collecting half of every fairy's life force annually as an existence tax, with nearly a million fairies across Britain!
Even if only half was collected each year, over two thousand years, the accumulated magical energy would become an astronomical figure!
Thinking carefully, only this method could amass such an enormous amount of magical energy.
"Before 2018, the Calamity of Beasts and the Calamity of Flames completely destroyed the Fairy Kingdom, nearly wiping out the fairy population. It was I who used the Fantasy Tree's magical energy to resurrect them all."
"However, the resurrected fairies are essentially ghosts of their former selves, similar to the difference between the living and Servants. After all, they were revived using Chaldea's Heroic Spirit Summoning System, so someone must control their cycle of reincarnation."
"Thus, I created this throne, successfully mastering the life cycle of all fairies through it."
Morgan declared proudly.
Perhaps after holding it in for two thousand years, she had unexpectedly become quite talkative.
"But in other words, as long as this throne exists, the fairies of Britain can hardly die in the true sense. Even if they perish, the magical energy stored here can be used to resummon them!"
"Everything in this Fairy Kingdom is my property. Even the fairies themselves were resurrected by me—I granted them life, so imposing harsh taxes is only natural."
Similarly,
Such words would never have been spoken by the Tonelico of the past.
"As long as I have the magical energy in this throne, I can accomplish anything—even defeat the Curse God!"
Morgan's eyes still held considerable wariness as she gazed into the great chasm.
But at the same time, her expression was filled with confidence.
Indeed.
If the Twelve Holy Spears were unleashed using the throne's magical energy as fuel, Eiji felt that even he wouldn't be able to withstand it. Even if the Curse God didn't perish, it would be severely wounded!
"What a genius concept!"
Eiji didn't hold back his praise.
Taking full responsibility for the life cycle of nearly a million fairies—in mythology, that would qualify her as an underworld deity.
If she wished, she could likely fuse with faith and become a goddess at any time.
Such methods were truly mind-blowing.
Morgan's talent in magecraft was truly divine among the divine!
Hearing this, Morgan slightly raised her smooth chin.
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In this Britain, not just anyone could wield such immense magical power.
Aside from her, only Eiji, the True Ancestor, could manage it.
And perhaps Nocnalea, the descendant of the Northern Queen and current head of the King's Clan, might barely be capable as well.
Beyond these, no one else could do it!
Eiji felt deeply moved.
Since arriving in this land of fairies, the greatest grievance he had witnessed among the people against Morgan was her nearly cold-blooded and ruthless rule—showing no concern for the lives and deaths of the fairies, and annually collecting life force to an extent that could cause lower-ranking fairies to perish.
But upon careful reflection,
all the fairies in this fairy nation had been revived by Morgan's own hand.
Even if she collected such vast amounts of life force, it was essentially not unreasonable.
The fairies' inability to accept this was solely because it severely threatened their safety and lives.
Yet they did not know that the cycle of their lives was entirely in Morgan's grasp.
If she wished, she could erase these fairies' lives at any moment.
But she did not.
She turned a deaf ear to the voices opposing her rule, dispatched the Fairy Knights and the Queen's Army to regularly eliminate Mors across the nation,
and had even prepared early on to confront the greatest threat to Britain—the Curse God.
She single-handedly shouldered all threats to Britain,
without telling anyone.
"Morgan is right."
For a moment, such a thought even flashed through Eiji's mind.
"Eiji."
At that moment, a trace of hesitation appeared on Morgan's face.
She seemed to be wrestling with whether to voice these words.
"Even now, I still have many enemies around me. I truly need you... I know you have people you care about in Proper Human History. I can bring them here, so—"
"You will still stand by my side, won't you?"
No matter what happens,
you must always stand by my side.
That was the promise they had made long ago!
Morgan looked at Eiji, a flicker of unease in her eyes.
She had long stopped caring about anything, trusted no one, and hadn't felt anger in how many years.
But when Da Vinci had spoken those words earlier, she had been unusually provoked.
Because she understood clearly—
understood that she was merely forcing an unreasonable demand!
He had lived in Proper Human History for so many years, formed countless bonds, and had too many people he cared about to count!
And she, after only half a year with him, was demanding that he abandon Proper Human History, stay with her, and even raise a rebellion against it!
Such a thing was foolish in itself. Even if he had turned around and scolded her on the spot, it would have been understandable.
"Hmph."
Eiji crossed his arms and let out a cold snort.
His heart, untouched by turmoil for over two thousand years, suddenly began to race fiercely.
Morgan grew afraid.
Afraid of hearing the answer she least wanted to hear.
But.
"You need me only because you have many enemies?"
A deep displeasure surfaced on Eiji's face.
"Not because you yourself want me to stay?"
Morgan was taken aback.
Then, realizing his meaning, she smacked his arm in exasperation.
"It's because I myself want you to stay, alright?"
"That's more like it!"
Eiji was finally satisfied.
He reached out and pulled Morgan into his embrace.
Holding her tightly.
"I will always stand by your side, whether now or in the future—most importantly, my past failures have left you alone for twenty-four hundred years, so I will never allow you to live unhappily from now on!"
Just hearing those words.
A profound sense of happiness welled up from the depths of her heart.
She turned and embraced him in return.
Lying in his arms, Morgan felt a security she hadn't experienced in thousands of years.
If the sky were to fall, there was finally someone else to share the burden—no longer just herself.