[After taking over the management of Camelot, you can clearly feel that the disaster there far surpasses that in Oxford.]
[Due to the excessively frequent Morse-ifications and Morse attacks, information about the Morse has rapidly spread among the people of Camelot. The atmosphere of fear spreads even faster than the curse of Morse itself.]
[By the end of the first day, according to the information you have, the number of fairies in Camelot who have been Morse-ified has already reached as much as 5%.]
[To suppress the Morse disaster and prevent the curse from further spreading among the fairies, you stayed up all night commanding from the throne hall, while Artoria and Bavanzi tirelessly ran through Camelot, exterminating those fairies who suddenly transformed into Morse inside their homes.]
[That said, you still found it difficult to completely contain the surge of Morse within Camelot. At the same time, outside the city, there appeared what could be called a tide of Morse activity.]
[Although you have been trying to deal with the Morse plague inside Camelot, the speed and frequency of the fairy Morse-ification incidents continue to rise, leaving the people of Camelot in a state of panic.]
"I wonder how my beloved E-J Castle is doing now\... can they survive?"
[You begin to worry about the situation at E-J Castle. Although E-J Castle is one of the territories farthest from the Great Void at the center of Britain and thus faces a much lower threat from the Morse curse, you took away the main forces stationed there on this expedition. You don't know if the troops left behind to defend E-J Castle can survive this disaster.]
[Your mind quickly comes to an answer, but even so, you have no choice. Because the throne is linked to Camelot's ley lines and cannot be moved, to ultimately stop this catastrophe, you must hold Camelot at all costs.]
[At that moment, you suddenly receive some troubling news.]
[As the Morse curse spreads, the people of Camelot become increasingly panicked, and now rumors have even emerged that the reason the Morse curse appeared is because of you.]
"It must be because of that ominous Nocnare! If these Morse curses had nothing to do with her, then why did they start appearing right after she took control of these Morse events? Why did Camelot's Morse curse worsen so much as soon as she arrived?"
"She must be incompetent and unrighteous, angering some sinister being, which is why we're cursed!"
[Such rumors spread among the populace, and you are powerless to stop them. Though you suspect others are behind the scenes pushing these claims, just controlling the ever-rising Morse disasters in Camelot has already exhausted you physically and mentally. You have no spare time or energy to deal with these rumor-mongers.]
[Meanwhile, the fear, confusion, and anger permeating the hearts of Camelot's people further strengthen the Morse curse, causing more and more fairies to become Morse-ified. By noon the next day, nearly ten percent of the fairies have been Morse-ified, leaving you overwhelmed.]
[However, you know very well that if you can just hold out until tonight, reinforcements will arrive to help you through this crisis.]
"Please, Artoria, Bavanzi, hang on just a little longer. If we can stabilize the situation in Camelot and hold out until Guinevere and the main forces arrive, we can finally rest."
[What you did not expect was that your encouragement to Artoria and Bavanzi somehow emboldened those who were secretly spreading rumors to take desperate action.]
[By the afternoon of the next day, the rumors circulating in Camelot suddenly escalated into a much more serious new version.]
"Hey, did you guys know? Actually, this Morse curse wasn't caused by Nocnare angering some entity… The real culprit behind all of this is her herself!"
"It's all her doing! She's the one spreading the Morse curse! Before, she just had her subordinates secretly do it in Camelot, but now she's personally here turning fairies into Morse! She's ordering us all to stay in our rooms just so she and her subordinates can turn everyone into Morse one by one!"
"Have you noticed? Those two she brought along — that fake subordinate fairy of the prophesied child and the infamous Bavanzi — wherever they appear, fairies turn into Morse!"
"But… but what benefit does this bring her? Isn't she about to become the new queen of Britain? What good would killing us do for her?"
"Fools! All the magic power of those turned into Morse is absorbed by her! Didn't you know? The Wind Clan fairies secretly investigated this long ago. Many fairies who fled to Edinburgh for refuge never reappeared after being taken away because E-J Castle is actually a living, secretly man-eating city! Aurora was silenced and killed because she knew this!"
"We can't let her continue recklessly! At this rate, we'll all die!"
"She's a witch! The fairy queen! We must all stand up together and resist her!"
"Her subordinates will come to Camelot tonight. When that happens, we'll be slaughtered without any way to fight back!"
"This is our only chance! We must stand up and kill her to end this disaster!"
"Stake her to a wooden post and burn her alive! Only then can the curse be eradicated!"
[Driven by these rumors, the unwilling populace united and surged towards the throne to capture you and burn you alive.]
[At that moment, the guards who had been following your orders were either bewitched by the rumors or swayed by those senior fairies opposing you. They simultaneously chose to rebel and attacked you at once.]
[Although you possess the magic power of a great fairy, your enhancements and expertise are all focused on strengthening your soldiers and group combat, not single combat. This means that now, with no soldiers around you, you are at your weakest.]
[You began fighting the queen knights who stormed into the throne hall. These knights, all once loyal to Morgan and formidable fairy warriors capable of facing hundreds alone, were very tough opponents for you.]
[After expending most of your magic power, you managed to annihilate this team of queen knights but at the cost of severe injury.]
[At that moment, several senior fairies appeared in the throne hall. You recognized them as former high ministers of the fairy kingdom, including the Chancellor, the Treasurer, and the Captain of the Guard.]
[You realized these people must be the masterminds behind spreading the rumors and inciting the Camelot guards to attack you. As you expected, they soon began boasting about being the driving force behind everything, with the goal of killing you.]
[They anticipated that with your death, your troops would collapse and disband, the lords of various factions would resume their power struggles, the kingdom would split again, and they would gain the opportunity to take part in this political chess game.]
[The reason only one team of queen knights appeared on your side was that they sent large numbers of the queen knights they incited to assassinate Artoria and Bavanzi. Those who refused to cooperate were eliminated by their schemes earlier.]
[As for the recent surge of Morse disasters, they did not care. In their opinion, these were just aftershocks of the Norwich catastrophe and would soon pass. You tried to tell them the truth and to avoid foolish acts, but they only dismissed it as alarmism.]
[However, as the saying goes, "villains often die because they talk too much." After finishing their boastful plan and preparing to attack you, Artoria charged into the throne hall.]
[Because the recent Morse eradication battles have all been prolonged high-frequency fights, Artoria had not used her exalted form, causing the fairy ministers to greatly underestimate her true power. When attacked, she immediately transformed into her exalted form, swiftly defeating the attacking fairy guards, and rushed to support you.]
[While still in exalted form, Artoria struck the senior fairy ministers with heavy blows and quickly wiped them out. Afterward, her magic was completely exhausted, and she reverted from exalted form.]
[But at this moment, noise erupted again outside the throne hall. The fairies, now turned into rioters intent on killing you, had stormed the castle and were rapidly approaching the throne hall.]
[To prevent them from damaging the throne, you left the throne hall and deliberately used your last remaining magic power to destroy the entrance once the fairies spotted you, then fled in another direction to lure them away from your companions.]
[What followed was a grueling escape. Just as you and Artoria were about to be caught, Bavanzi finally arrived, sensing your location. Though she did not possess the powerful moves of Artoria's exalted form and was even beheaded on the spot by a surprise attack from fairy guards, she escaped disaster using her Blood Demon blood liquefaction ability and quickly shook off the pursuing guards to come to your aid.]
[Then the three of you began to flee.]
[Thanks to the many bloody incidents during this riot, Bavanzi was able to mobilize a great deal of blood, which helped restrain the mob somewhat, allowing you to seize the opportunity to escape from the castle.]
[The three of you fought while retreating, running through Camelot's streets, with large crowds of rioters following closely behind, holding high torches intent on burning you all alive.]
[Surrounded and blocked by a large number of fairy citizens, exhausted and with no strength left, you were soon cornered.]
"No way… this is too abstract, right?"
Looking at the crazed fairy civilians' ferocious faces and the burning torches in their hands, Nocnare grit her teeth:
"Finally defeated Woodworth and unified the entire country, and yet before even ascending the throne, to encounter this Morse crap… then being betrayed by those fairy ministers… I managed to endure it all, but in the end, am I going to die here?"
"I can't accept this either," Artoria sobbed helplessly. "Why is the exalted form so short… If I had known, I would have thrown the Victory Oath Sword at these guys on the way here…"
Unlike Nocnare and Artoria, in this desperate moment, Bavanzi stepped forward and shouted loudly at the fairies ahead:
"Are you all crazy? Don't you know who I am? I am Morgan's daughter! How dare you lay a hand on me! Now get the hell back! I can still forgive this time, but if you dare harm a single hair on my head, my mother… Guinevere… won't let you go!"
[Though Bavanzi tried to stop the mob with words, she failed.]
"No! What use is it for you to say this now? I'm still the prophesied child! Nocnare is still the soon-to-be queen! Did you see any hesitation when they attacked me?"
Watching Bavanzi stomp her feet anxiously, Artoria sighed.
Meanwhile, Nocnare also raised a sword she picked up from somewhere, slowly lifting it as she said:
"At a time like this… stop crying, save some strength. When the fight starts, try to kill as many as possible."
[Just when all of you felt despair and decided on a final desperate struggle, a cyan magic spear suddenly fell from the sky, killing dozens of fairies rushing ahead with one strike.]
[At the same time, the previously blocked path was blasted open by this magic spear, creating a new passage for you to continue through.]
[You seized the opportunity and immediately escaped through this new gap. Not long after escaping, you encountered Guinevere and others who had been attracted by that magic spear.]