Chapter 1094: Gathering in Camelot
Under the night sky.
Morgan left Baobhan Sith's room.
The moment the door opened, a thick stench of decay surged out, nearly suffocating.
"How is it?"
Eiji looked over.
Morgan shook her head irritably.
"Trying to heal a soul that's already shattered and rotting—even my magecraft can't do it. At best, I can only extend her life by a few days."
Soul injuries are essentially incurable terminal illnesses.
Unless it's true time reversal or a miracle specializing in souls, saving Baobhan Sith is impossible.
From this perspective, there are only two methods to cure Baobhan Sith.
One is the Third Magic.
The other is the Fifth Magic.
Among these, the Fifth Magic only treats the symptoms, not the root cause—at most, it can postpone Baobhan Sith's death to the future. The Third Magic, however, can perfectly heal Baobhan Sith and even grant her true immortality.
"After the final battle, I'm going to visit the Proper Human History."
Morgan made up her mind.
Only the Proper Human History possesses True Magic.
Although the Earth has been bleached now, by using Spiritron Transfer to travel to other time periods, traces of the Third Magic can surely be found.
Eiji expressed understanding.
"Don't worry, I'll accompany you. We'll definitely find a way to cure Baobhan Sith."
For now, let's go find Aoko first.
If she's willing to help, she can at least preserve Baobhan Sith's life, giving us enough time to search for the Third Magic.
"Mmm, having you by my side is the only reason I can always feel so at ease."
Morgan chuckled lightly.
But immediately after, her expression turned sharp.
"Speaking of which, that 'Aoko' you just thought of—judging by the name, she's a woman, right? Who is she?"
"Uh, she's a user of the Fifth Magic."
"What's your relationship with her?"
"...We've fought side by side before?"
"Is that all?"
Morgan pressed step by step, her eyes revealing intense danger.
"What's wrong?"
Eiji coughed lightly and retorted with a serious expression.
"Are you allowed to have Rainiac and Uther by your side, but I can't have one or two Aokos around?"
This analogy was absolutely fitting!
Both Rainiac and Uther were openly in love with Morgan—anyone could see that.
But Morgan never responded to them.
Similarly, Aoko was openly in love with Eiji—even Alice could tell.
And Eiji likewise never responded.
Completely equal!
Besides, for someone like him, it's impossible not to have any members of the opposite sex around who harbor feelings, right?
Just look at this face—is that realistic?
"It's best if there's no special relationship."
Morgan's expression softened slightly.
"Everything in this Fairy Kingdom belongs to me. Although you came from outside, as my husband, you are even more my possession. If I find out you're involved with other women, it won't be resolved with just a few nice words!"
Her Majesty the Queen left behind a proud declaration.
Then, with haughty steps, she turned and left the corridor.
"Yare yare, what a possessive queen!"
Eiji heaved a deep sigh of relief.
He felt like he'd narrowly escaped disaster!
Every time he spoke with Morgan, he felt immense pressure.
Not only because Morgan's aura was too overwhelming, with the queen's majesty at its peak, but also because of her Mystic Eyes that could see through lies!
Eiji's mind was already filled with countless schemes—far too many things that must never be known by Morgan.
Thus, every time he met Morgan, he had to continuously engage in self-hypnosis.
Even for a mage highly skilled in self-hypnosis, it is extremely easy to slip up when actually putting it into practice, because human thoughts are difficult to control. The more you try not to think about something, the more distractions will sprout uncontrollably.
Fortunately.
Thanks to Arcueid, Eiji had long ago comprehended the state of no-thought, no-mind.
Coupled with using thought as a sword to sever all distractions,
the combination of these two allowed his self-hypnosis to reach a perfect level.
Even in the face of Morgan's Mystic Eyes, he could reveal not the slightest flaw.
Back in New Darlington, the reason Okita Souji suddenly took action was because, after being noticed by Morgan, he immediately performed self-hypnosis, convincing himself that he was the real Okita Souji.
Eiji was a cautious man.
He had long envisioned the possibility of encountering Morgan, so he had already prepared a background for this dream projection of Okita Souji. With just a trigger, he could instantly enter a state of self-hypnosis.
If he hadn't done this, the dream projection would have been exposed by now.
Fortunately, Morgan was preoccupied with communicating with Chaldea at the time and indeed noticed nothing.
"However, this disguise should come to an end soon."
Eiji was growing weary of it.
He had no desire to put on this or that facade in front of Morgan.
But for the sake of the future, he had no choice but to force himself to maintain the pretense.
And once the final battle arrived, everything could finally conclude.
...
The turmoil in New Darlington lasted a full three days.
After being tormented for three days and three nights, Beryl, unable to even commit suicide, finally breathed his last.
In his final moments, a profound look of relief filled his eyes.
But by then, no one was paying attention to whether he was dead or not.
After sending all the refugees back to Norwich, Artoria rang the bell that Gareth had become.
All six chimes were struck.
The Anti-Queen Alliance's morale soared!
The Round Table Army, the northern fairies, the Bogarts, and other factions quickly gathered together.
Finally.
Three days later.
Outside Camelot, the capital of the Fairy Kingdom, rebel soldiers had completely surrounded the city!
"Report!"
In the top-floor council hall of the palace,
a messenger fairy rushed anxiously into the great hall.
"The northern gate is completely surrounded by rebel soldiers! Most are from the Round Table Army that grew in Norwich, along with part of the Fang Clan led by the rebel Bogart!"
"More importantly, Knocknarea of the King's Clan has led tens of thousands of Edinburgh fairies to join forces with the rebels! The enemy's total numbers are close to a hundred thousand!"
The entire hall erupted in chaos.
"A hundred thousand?!"
"When did the rebel forces become so strong?!"
"Weren't they less than a thousand before?"
"Isn't that more than the Queen's Army now?!"
The officials gathered there trembled with shock.
The entire Fairy Kingdom only had a population of about a million.
The Queen's Army, with over fifty thousand soldiers, was already the largest force in the Fairy Kingdom.
Next should be the Queen's Clan led by Knocknarea, descendant of the Northern Queen, with approximately thirty to forty thousand soldiers, while other forces number no more than ten thousand at most!
However, with the fall of Oxford and the defeat of the Fang Clan led by Woodwose, the Queen's army's combat strength plummeted by more than half.
In contrast, the rebel forces have gathered various factions including Norwich, Bogott, Gloucester, and Edinburgh, swelling their power a hundredfold overnight!
With the balance of power shifting drastically, the pleasure-seeking fairy officials suddenly awoke from their dreamlike state, realizing that the Queen's army had already lost its dominant position?