After the host's announcement, the auction officially commenced.
Senji Muramasa, trapped in the cage, watched the frenzied fairies around him with utter exasperation.
Fairies raised their bidding paddles one after another—
"That gentleman bids one million!"
"Here we go, this lovely lady bids two million!"
"Four million! Straight to double!"
...
The atmosphere instantly heated up.
Just then.
Oberon suddenly shouted: "Lady Artoria bids ten million!"
"Ten million!!!"
The host immediately broke into exaggerated theatrics, "This generous Lady Artoria has bid ten million! Any higher offers?"
All fairy eyes instantly converged on the VIP booth.
Artoria Caster's small face flushed with anger: "Damn it, why use my name!"
In her sixteen years of life, she'd never even seen ten million, let alone possessed ten thousand.
Such an enormous number, even if completely fabricated, made her heart ache with distress.
"It's quite simple. Such a grand auction is absolutely bound to go down in history!"
Oberon ignored her anger and said confidently, "As the [Child of Prophecy], you should at least make a name for yourself, right?"
"Ahhh, Oberon, you're purely trying to get me killed!"
Artoria instantly flew into a rage.
When it came time to pay, everyone would know they had deceived the fairies.
By then, she would be the primary culprit bearing the brunt of the blame!
Nameless quickly reached out and held the waist of the rampaging girl: "Calm down! Calm down! Don't worry, I'm here!"
If he didn't intervene now, their own side would start fighting first.
"That damned liar Oberon!"
Artoria pouted, but gave up resisting, practically burying herself in Nameless's embrace.
She sat angrily on Nameless's lap.
Feeling the warmth of the young man's body, her anger subsided slightly.
The bidding continued.
From another VIP booth came a familiar voice:
"In the name of me, Fairy Knight Tristan... 100 million!"
The bidder was none other than Fairy Knight Tristan, also Queen Morgan's most beloved daughter.
Throughout the Fairy Kingdom, she was practically a household name!
"What? I won't lose!"
Artoria Caster immediately stood up from Nameless's lap and raised her paddle, "With Oberon's territory as collateral, I bid 110 million!"
"Have you gone mad? I don't have any territory at all!" Oberon's eyes widened instantly.
At this moment.
He finally understood what it meant to dig one's own grave.
Even with their fraudulent methods, they had only brought 70 million in counterfeit money - there was no way they could cover the amount!
The onlookers were thoroughly amused—
[Good grief, the esteemed Alien God Apostle Senji Muramasa is actually being auctioned off like a hot commodity!]
[LMAO, what exactly did Nameless's alt account do to get captured and sold off like this?]
[Is it possible that Nameless intentionally arranged for his alt to reunite with his main body this way?]
[Holy crap, that might actually be it! This method wouldn't even raise the Alien God's suspicions!]
[That big liar Oberon - I suspect even his name is fake, let alone his territory.]
[Well done, Artoria! You should totally screw over Oberon!]
In the living room.
Roya clicked her tongue in amazement: "Just how low has the Alien God Apostle fallen to get captured and put up for auction?"
Senji Muramasa was Nameless's strongest card planted within the Alien God's forces.
Considered the ultimate trump card for the future confrontation with the Alien God.
But now, this incredibly powerful Alien God Apostle was actually locked in a cage being auctioned off.
How utterly humiliating?
However,
Roya found the auction quite fascinating.
As everyone knows, various fantasy novels always feature auctions where unimaginably powerful treasures are discovered.
And Senji Muramasa certainly deserved the title of most important treasure.
Don't forget, in the previous Fifth Lostbelt, he single-handedly slew the colossal god Atlas with one sword strike.
Making even someone as powerful as the Celestial Mage Captain Kirschtaria fully acknowledge Nameless.
So much so that he willingly sacrificed himself to help Nameless continue forward.
"Most likely, he wants to charge straight to Morgan in one go." Gilgamesh said with amusement.
That was just like his bastard friend's style.
Regardless of whether it was possible or not, he would give it his all and try.
If successful, it could directly end the Lostbelt and save the threatened Earth.
Even if it fails, there's a high probability of escape.
This auction was clearly one of the contingency plans.
Relying solely on the alternate identity [Muramasa Senji] isn't enough to conquer the Lostbelt.
Hence, using the auction as a pretext to reunite with his true form, thereby gaining a powerful general.
Everything is going according to plan.
Roya was deeply curious: "So, can Muramasa Senji's combat power actually threaten Morgan?"
As an Alien God Apostle with deicide enhancements, he could definitely unleash earth-shattering attacks.
"Not very realistic. Queen Morgan's power has far surpassed that of gods," Qin Shi Huang calmly replied.
Considering the twelve Holy Spears shown in the video, Morgan's strength was exaggerated to an extreme level.
It was equivalent to Qin Shi Huang controlling the space Great Wall encircling the Earth, easily annihilating various powerful enemies.
Roya slightly frowned: "So, what exactly do the Fairy Round Table Knights and Queen Morgan want to do?"
The more she watched, the less she understood.
Queen Morgan allowed Fairy Tristan to freely slaughter innocent fairies in the hall.
And she kept emphasizing that she could never forgive the fairies.
Wasn't she afraid all six great fairy clans would choose to betray her?
"The Kings of Lostbelts are all protecting the world in their own ways," Souma emphasized.
From the first to the sixth Lostbelt:
Ivan the Terrible transformed humans into beastmen to survive the long winter.
Skadi exhausted all her power to maintain the entire Lostbelt for three thousand years.
Qin Shi Huang alone shouldered the future of the entire Qin dynasty, creating a two-thousand-year eternal peaceful empire.
Arjuna judged good and evil through reincarnation, allowing virtuous people to continue indefinitely.
Zeus built the interstellar city, granting everyone tens of thousands of years of longevity, parting with birth, aging, sickness, and death.
Each seemingly cold and ruthless King of Lostbelts was desperately trying to protect the world in their own way.
Throughout his journey, Souma carried the heavy burden of destroying worlds, cutting down each Lostbelt one by one.
Sacrificing the ultimately futureless Lostbelts to prolong the future of Proper Human History!
Morgan le Fay of the sixth Lostbelt was naturally protecting Britain in her own way too.
By the end, those viewers who originally hated and despised her might find themselves admiring her despite themselves!
...
In the video.
After two astronomically high bids appeared, the auction saw no further competition.
The host exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, which of these two bidders truly has sufficient funds to claim the item?"
This ordinary fairy host had completely lost control of the proceedings.
A more powerful fairy stepped forward, calling for both parties to come on stage to determine the final ownership.
Oberon scratched his head: "Going up there would definitely expose us! We should make a quick escape—Wait, where's Artoria?"
The seat beside him had long been empty.
Then.
He watched in stunned disbelief as the young girl, holding Nameless' hand, had already made her way to the center of the stage.
Artoria Caster said with slight nervousness, "Please fight alongside me. I'm a bit scared to face this alone."
"Don't worry, I'll always be by your side," Nameless replied with a smile.
After the two made their appearance.
The [Staff of Selection] in the girl's hand instantly drew everyone's attention.
Fairy Knight Tristan gasped in astonishment, "That object in your hand... Could it be the Staff of Selection?"
"Correct! She is the Child of Prophecy, Artoria, destined to save the world in the future!" Nameless answered without hesitation.
Once their identities were revealed.
Fairy Knight Tristan charged forward without mercy: "Then prepare to die!"
This was Queen Morgan's command—they absolutely had to be captured!
Right at that moment.
The auction's organizer blocked her path: "Sir Knight, given her status as the [Child of Prophecy], she certainly has the right to stand alongside you."
"Hah, are you blind?"
Fairy Tristan retorted scornfully, "How could a mere Artoria possibly compare to me in strength or beauty? Is she even worthy?"
More mockery!
Just like Fairy Gawain before her, this Fairy Tristan also brazenly insulted King Arthur to her face!
Causing all the bystanders to click their tongues in amazement.
It seemed every Knight of the Round Table just had to mock their most revered King of Knights first!
Under such ridicule, Artoria Caster nearly lost her temper in fury.
But Nameless held her back, smiling at the fairy knight before them: "Since you're both magic users, why not settle this with a magical duel?"
"Human, you want me to duel her using magecraft?" Fairy Tristan frowned.
Nameless stated plainly, "Yes. Character and words can deceive, but magecraft cannot—if you can't do it, you simply can't!"
"Fine! Let's do it!" Fairy Tristan accepted the challenge with absolute confidence.
As Queen Morgan's most favored child, how could she possibly be weaker than some so-called Child of Prophecy?
Then.
She lost!
In terms of magecraft, she was completely and utterly crushed by her opponent!
"Very well, I'll remember you two. We'll meet again in Camelot!"
Fairy Tristan glared coldly at everyone present.
Then she turned and left without hesitation.
With the only competitor gone, Senji Muramasa naturally fell under Artoria's ownership.
The girl asked with great curiosity, "How exactly did you manage to fight your way to Morgan's presence?"
"Simple. I defeated a group of fairies, took down two Knights of the Round Table, and fought my way through," Senji Muramasa revealed matter-of-factly.
"..."
Artoria Caster fell silent.
That statement was just too casually impressive.
Despite her earlier victory over Fairy Tristan using magecraft.
In this Lostbelt, magecraft was often dismissed as "useless"—the most worthless ability of all.
Any Fairy Knight going all out would possess power so overwhelming it drives one to despair.
Nameless stepped forward with a smile. "Since your goal is to confront Morgan, would you like to cooperate with us?"
"Cooperation? The Alien God's command is to kill Morgan, so cooperation is possible." Muramasa nodded.
Their conversation made the onlooking spectators exchange increasingly strange looks.
Clearly the same person, yet insistently performing an intense dialogue with themselves.
Truly, this was so like him.
Oscar owes you a little golden statue!
Both sides confirmed their cooperation.
But the auction funds had yet to be handed over.
Oberon shamelessly approached. "Ahem, would you consider sponsoring us?"
"Oh, planning to accumulate more debt?" The auction manager snorted coldly.
This self-proclaimed Fairy Prince had repeatedly defaulted on payments.
"Don't worry! I've now found the [Child of Prophecy], and with this visitor from another world, we can definitely defeat Queen Morgan!"
Oberon replied with feigned composure, "Trust me, I'll repay the debt in advance next time!"
Unfortunately.
This debt-dodging prince possessed not an ounce of credibility.
The other party's expression grew increasingly sarcastic and contemptuous.
At that moment.
Nameless stepped forward. "Your willingness to help us clearly indicates dissatisfaction with Queen Morgan."
"Oh? And what of it?" The response was flat.
"We will inevitably confront Queen Morgan. Whether we overthrow her or not, it benefits you."
Nameless spoke these words with even greater calmness.
Before the final battle, he naturally wanted to recruit more allies.
Just then.
An unexpected figure appeared—it was Koyanskaya!
She greeted them with exaggerated enthusiasm. "My, my, everyone from Chaldea, long time no see~"
"Aren't we supposed to be enemies?" Nameless responded coldly.
During the previous Fifth Singularity, this woman had taken Beryl, who assassinated the captain.
"No, no. I'd already decided to leave Britain, so we can't really be considered enemies."
Koyanskaya smiled. "I stayed simply because I wanted to purchase some goods."
As a bona fide Beast of Humanity, she had been on equal footing with the Alien God from the start.
Naturally, she wouldn't become its servant.
Koyanskaya traveled through the Lostbelts merely to collect her scattered tails.
She'd had opportunities to kill Chaldea before, but she preferred to play instead.
After all,
she was the Beast of [Appreciation]!
Oberon bluntly stated, "I dislike you. The sight of you disgusts me."
"Oh? And you're qualified to say that?"
Koyanskaya's eyes filled with disdain. "A friendly reminder, everyone from Chaldea—this one here is the most disgusting creature!"
Though they mutually despised each other, no fight broke out.
They agreed to non-interference and went their separate ways.
Leaving the spectators marveling at the spectacle—
[King Arthur became a Servant summoned by Nameless, and now Gudao and Muramasa are repaying him twofold!]
[Tch, everything is going according to Nameless's plan. His powerful alt account is openly assisting Chaldea!]
[What does this wretched Beast of Humanity want? She really follows Chaldea everywhere they go.]
[The Beast of Humanity says Oberon is disgusting... His origins must be extraordinary. What exactly is his identity?]
[Artoria, Morgan, and the Round Table Knights have all appeared. Shouldn't the Vile King Vortigern show up too?]
[Holy crap, could Oberon be the Lostbelt's Vile King Vortigern?]
...
One by one, the popular characters of Britain made their appearances.
But in King Arthur's life, there was one most crucial role—
The Vile King Vortigern!
After King Uther was defeated by him, he joined forces with Merlin to create King Arthur.
The very mission that brought King Arthur into existence was to defeat Vortigern!
Such an important character, yet he had not appeared for so long, making countless onlookers grow increasingly suspicious.
Merlin had directly fled.
Could Oberon, who was pretending to be Merlin, actually be the Vile King Vortigern?
Amid the discussions of the onlookers.
The scene suddenly shifted to Mash's side.
The territory that had just raised the banner of rebellion was already facing an attack by the queen's legions.
The one commanding the elite fairy legion was none other than the Fairy Knight of the Round Table—
Lancelot!