Chapter 1108: I Won't Allow Such Happiness!
"If I had to choose between you and the Pan-Human History, I would only choose you—there was never any other option!"
Eiji declared.
Morgan's grip on her staff loosened slightly.
Through her fairy eyes, she could see that every word Eiji spoke was true.
In his heart, her status truly surpassed that of human history itself!
"But I still have to defeat you!"
Eiji's gaze sharpened, his expression stubborn as he glared at Morgan.
With a single thought, golden swords of light materialized from all directions, thrusting toward Morgan!
"Why!"
Morgan didn't even move.
The light swords, which had instantly broken the sound barrier, seemed to sink into mud before her, stopping just a foot away and unable to advance further.
Tangible magical energy formed a natural barrier.
She glared fiercely at Eiji, her face filled with resentment as she demanded.
"Didn't you decide to help me because you wanted me to be happy?"
She waved her staff, deploying an Age of Gods-level defensive barrier around herself, completely isolating all external interference.
At the same time, the tip of her staff shot forward.
As if transcending spatial limitations, the staff tip instantly appeared above Eiji's crown, thrusting mercilessly toward his forehead!
"Then let me ask you!"
Eiji swung his blade upward with a backhand motion, deflecting the incoming staff tip.
Simultaneously, he shouted sharply at Morgan.
"—Are you truly happy right now!"
Truly happy?
Morgan paused slightly.
No.
Before answering that question, another question should be asked first.
During these six thousand-plus years of protecting Britain, had there ever been a moment when she truly felt happy?
Her adoptive mother's entire clan had been killed by fairies, yet she had to protect them as if nothing had happened.
The only fairy who showed her gratitude, Bavanchi, had been deceived, used, and hurt by other fairies time and again—until now, when even her last life was fading away—yet she still protected them.
Every time she exhausted herself protecting the fairies and Britain, she would be falsely accused and face assassination attempts from the fairies, resulting in even her adoptive son Uther being killed by the island.
How could she possibly be happy?
It was precisely because she wasn't happy that she had chosen to dominate Britain!
"After dominating Britain, have you felt any happiness?"
Eiji pressed her again.
Pure white magical light howled while golden swords of light crisscrossed the air!
The council hall quickly crumbled, and the entire palace rapidly collapsed under the aftershocks of their battle.
The clashing sounds of swords and light even spread throughout Camelot!
All humans and fairies turned their awed gazes toward the royal city where magical energy surged like tidal waves.
"Having dominated my place of belonging, why shouldn't I be pleased?"
Morgan replied coldly.
Admittedly, during her time protecting Britain, she had rarely felt happiness. The few moments that genuinely brought her joy were those brought by Eiji.
But domination was different. Having complete control over this island meant the world had essentially become her possession—how could she not be happy about that?
"How pathetic!"
Facing her response, Eiji sighed as if pitying her.
"This feeling is far from happiness—at best, it's like a stray dog finding a pile of straw and mistaking it for its own den. How pitiful!"
An island long past saving, ceaselessly yearning for its own destruction.
Fairies spreading across it like cancer cells, devoid of any redeeming value.
To consider such a place one's refuge—isn't that just shabby and pathetic?
Morgan's forehead bulged with veins.
You really don't hold back, do you?
Your mouth deserves to be torn apart!
"Even so, what does it matter!"
Morgan bit her lip tightly.
"I have nowhere else to go!"
In Proper Human History, she was rejected by the Human Order. Despite being the rightful heir to the island of Britain, she was defeated by King Arthur, the symbol of the Human Order.
Morgan's defeat by King Arthur was the trend of the times—proof of the Human Order expelling mystery, the normal unfolding of human history. Proper Human History would never allow her to rule Britain!
Only this Lostbelt, only here, was the Britain she could claim as her own!
So what if it's shabby?
So what if it's pathetic?
What does it matter!
I have nothing left but this place!
"I won't allow it!"
Eiji's eyes widened.
"I've said it before—I will make sure you attain true happiness. That night, I made a promise to Uther! How could I allow you to settle for such a shabby, pitiful happiness!"
As if to validate his own thoughts, Eiji unleashed his true power!
A massive surge of magical energy erupted from within him like a volcano, instantly reclaiming the territory dominated by Morgan and bringing it under his control!
The magical energy of the Fourth True Ancestor, though not comparable to the throne capable of enveloping the entire island of Britain, was by no means worlds apart.
To put it bluntly, if Eiji released his full power, he could cover over a hundred kilometers in radius.
Compared to the throne, the difference was merely a fewfold—a single-digit multiple gap!
At the same time, the golden light sword accelerated dramatically!
In just one second, it broke through two, then three times the speed of sound, and with continuous acceleration, easily surpassed five times the speed of sound!
"Ugh...!"
Morgan grunted in pain.
The pressure on her defensive barrier increased a hundredfold in an instant!
Eiji was not the type to rely on magical energy for combat.
But for him, magical energy was the finest fuel!
The more fuel he had, the stronger his power became, rising almost exponentially!
When he first arrived in the Fairy Kingdom, he had managed to hold his own against Morgan for an entire hour.
Now, having grown so much stronger, his power was beyond measure!
"Your tricks are useless now!"
Eiji shouted decisively.
He manifested his Mystic Code, drawing out the magical energy of his third Beast from within. His blade was instantly coated in a brilliant silver glow of magical light!
"Whoosh!"
With a single dive.
The blade flashed.
A slash capable of severing dimensions cleanly cut through Morgan's defensive barrier!
This was a dimensional-devouring power even a Beast could not withstand!
Morgan lacked the resilience of a Beast, and her reaction speed was no match for Eiji's. Once her defenses were broken, victory was all but assured!
However.
Morgan had long known that Eiji, having become a True Ancestor, possessed the ability to counter her. Before he could extract the anomalous magical energy, she had already teleported away from the barrier.
"Bzzzt—!!"
Suddenly, countless geometric patterns linked together ring by ring in the sky, transforming into an enormous magic circle that covered the entirety of Camelot's heavens.
A faint green light shone upon all the survivors within the city, illuminating their uniformly horrified expressions.
A dark cloud loomed over everyone.