He stood with his back to the viewer, appearing like a phantom around the throne.
Not a single fairy guard outside had detected His arrival.
After being pointed out by Queen Morgan.
Goetia spoke with a hint of apology: "I'm slightly sorry for interrupting your conversation. I wanted to knock as a reminder, but there is no door here."
"Heh, even if you knocked, I wouldn't casually meet with you. Why don't you wait properly outside?"
Queen Morgan gazed coldly at the other.
A powerful, mysterious, uninvited guest.
So powerful that even the supreme queen ruling this entire Lostbelt couldn't truly suppress him.
"Apologies, I am merely an ordinary passerby with no time to wait."
Goetia's voice remained as flat as ever. "One who can only act within the scope of a 'human,' unable to do too much."
"Oh, you still call yourself a [Person of Chaldea], considered a guardian of Pan-Human History."
Queen Morgan looked at him with interest. "The Alien God froze human history, turning it into a blank slate."
"Of course, before that, I will completely destroy Pan-Human History. Aren't you planning to take action against me?"
This mysterious existence was so strong that she had to be fully on guard.
If necessary, she wouldn't hesitate to recall the twelve Holy Lances suppressing the Horned God to engage in a life-or-death, earth-shattering battle.
Goetia stood at the edge of the void, gazing into the unfathomable emptiness, and sighed lightly: "If you can accomplish it, then go ahead and destroy it."
"What???"
Queen Morgan was slightly taken aback, her expression growing even more peculiar.
Since he claimed to be a [Person of Chaldea], why choose to stand by and do nothing?
"Compared to the Alien God's objectives, your goal to create an eternal fairy kingdom, reign supreme, and erase Pan-Human History is truly excellent."
A ripple surfaced in Goetia's calm voice. "No one can comprehend your well-intentioned efforts, and I won't stand in your way either."
"Then why have you come here?"
Queen Morgan grew increasingly unable to comprehend the other party.
"I am merely a spectator, admiring your performance on this stage."
Goetia's tone was filled with admiration despite claiming he wouldn't offer praise. "You saw through the purpose of the Fantasy Tree, yet turned it around to use it for your own purposes."
"You witnessed Chaldea's Heroic Spirit summoning system, directly analyzed it, and made it your own flesh and blood."
"This truly incredible undertaking deserves to be called the most perfect work of the Queen of Magic."
The recognition of the Demon God King Goetia!
This made the countless bystanders even more confused and curious.
What earth-shattering achievements had this queen accomplished behind the scenes to earn such unstinting praise from the Demon God King who nearly succeeded in incinerating human history?
"Hmph, calling me the Queen of Magic only makes both of us sick."
Queen Morgan sneered coldly.
She needed no one's acknowledgment, nor anyone's praise.
Especially not from the true King of Magic standing before her!
Queen Morgan issued an unequivocal order of expulsion: "Get out. This is my territory. Whether it's the Alien God or Chaldea, I will drive them all away!"
"Rest assured, I pose no threat to you. I came merely to resolve a lingering regret."
Goetia's voice carried a faint sense of loss. "To conquer this Lostbelt, one would have needed to start two thousand years ago."
"A perfect history, a perfect script, with only Tristan's single mistake being enough to ensure your success."
"In my view, neither the Last Master of Pan-Human History nor the Child of Prophecy could possibly defeat you."
"As someone who once pursued a similar grand undertaking, I simply offer applause for your victory."
The Demon God King who nearly destroyed Pan-Human History continued to praise her without reservation.
"However, if there exists a third player who hasn't yet appeared on the chessboard, perhaps that could change everything."
After speaking these words, Goetia politely bowed slightly.
Amidst magical light, he suddenly vanished without a trace.
"It doesn't matter. From the very beginning, all I wanted was for someone to—"
Queen Morgan gazed at the empty space where he disappeared and quietly closed her eyes,
"—kill me!"
"This world... should never have existed at all..."
Their conversation concluded.
The bystanders were all left astonished and full of doubts—
[Goetia actually praised Morgan so lavishly? Is this genuine or a curse in disguise?]
[Goetia possesses Clairvoyance that can see through the future, so it must be genuine praise, right?]
[What exactly did Queen Morgan do? What is sealed within that great crater? Why does she harbor such hostility toward all fairy clans?]
[Dammit, their seemingly brief exchange actually contains massive amounts of information! This just makes me more curious!]
[Good grief, Queen Morgan looks utterly exhausted, clearly waiting for her final release!]
...
In the living room.
Roya looked at the other with great interest: "What exactly did Queen Morgan do to earn such praise from Goetia?"
Given the pride of the Demon God King Goetia, it was utterly impossible for him to praise someone so highly.
None of the previous Lostbelt Kings had received such commendation from Him.
In fact.
Apart from Qin Shi Huang from the Third Lostbelt, the other four Lostbelt Kings hadn't even been granted an audience with Him!
One must know that the Demon God King Goetia spent three thousand long years to accomplish his ultimate grand undertaking.
He nearly succeeded in reversing Earth's flow back to 4.6 billion years ago, making himself the absolute master of this planet.
Unfortunately, just as his grand undertaking was about to succeed, he was outmaneuvered by Nameless and Dr. Roman working together.
Even after becoming the planet's consciousness, he ended up in a sealed state.
No one knows where he's imprisoned now.
For the Demon God King to praise someone so highly clearly indicates that Morgan must have accomplished something earth-shattering.
Could it be saving the Lostbelt two thousand years ago?
No, that clearly isn't enough.
Arjuna from the neighboring Fourth Lostbelt performs world-ending cycles every ten days.
Qin Shi Huang similarly protected China for two thousand years, establishing an empire of eternal peace.
In comparison.
Morgan has been implementing oppressive rule all along.
Forcing all fairies to pay the [Existence Tax] equivalent to half their souls.
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't seem like protecting the world!
"What if there's a possibility that this world had already been destroyed, but was recreated?"
Gilgamesh slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a pleased smile.
The Morgan Queen of the Lostbelt appeared incomparably exhausted, even more so than he was when he worked himself to death.
This exhaustion had completely invaded her spiritual foundation, making her feel on the verge of collapse at any moment.
He added: "Could Queen Morgan's oppressive rule over the fairies be because all the fairies are beyond redemption? Just a bunch of blood-sucking demons?"
"Eh, how could that be! Fairies are the original inhabitants of the Lostbelt, so it's normal for the Lostbelt King to protect them, right?"
Roya was extremely surprised upon hearing this, "After all, fairies are so kind..."
She suddenly stopped speaking.
In her mind instantly appeared the scene when Nameless first arrived in the Lostbelt and encountered that fairy village.
One fairy after another instantly transformed into bloody, cruel demons, frantically killing each other to compete for Nameless.
This made her body tremble slightly.
Could that be the true nature of the fairies?
Qin Shi Huang spoke calmly: "What can be confirmed is that Morgan's rule is completely different from that of the First Emperor."
"Indeed quite different. After all, one bears everything, while the other is cold and ruthless." Roya nodded.
"That's not what I mean. She also bears everything, similarly possessing a powerful obsession, yet she's not cold and ruthless."
Qin Shi Huang gently shook his head.
As China's First Emperor who once bore the weight of the Qin dynasty for two thousand years, with an obsession so strong it inspired fear, he naturally had the most authority to speak on this matter.
That obsession was so intense that it allowed him to sacrifice himself without hesitation, to sacrifice anyone without hesitation.
To know clearly there was no future, to know destruction would eventually come, yet still persist madly.
But the difference was.
In the First Emperor's world, all his subjects worshipped him fanatically, regarding him as the one and only supreme deity.
Whereas in the Britain Lostbelt, all the fairies both feared and hated Queen Morgan.
This stark contrast clearly stems from the differences between the two major Lostbelts.
The British Lostbelt exudes dissonance and eeriness from every corner.
The so-called peaceful and happy fairy civilization seems to be nothing but—
A fleeting illusion!
Everything is built upon falsehoods and should never have existed in the first place!
Souma watched the two with great astonishment.
As expected of top-tier Grand-class Servants—they had already pieced together most of the truth without even seeing the subsequent videos.
The Fairy Lostbelt could be called the most illegitimate of all Lostbelts.
Its situation was infinitely worse than Skadi's Scandinavian Lostbelt.
It was only through Queen Morgan's forceful intervention that it managed to survive!
Unfortunately, the fairies wouldn't thank Morgan—they would only resent her oppressive rule.
It was precisely because he knew all this that he chose to take decisive action, allowing it to find true release...
...
In the video.
The scene shifted from the throne room to Chaldea's perspective.
After repelling Fairy Gawain and Fairy Tristan, and conquering Fairy Lancelot.
Nameless stared at the Child of Prophecy and said: "The fire is fading, yet the throne sits empty. Artoria, it's time for you to ring the bells."
"Ring the bells... Can I really do it?"
Artoria had no confidence in this whatsoever.
Her childhood experiences made her feel that her identity as the so-called [Child of Prophecy] was completely fraudulent.
Shouldn't a savior be overwhelmingly powerful from the start, advancing triumphantly all the way?
Why was it that in her case, she kept suffering and nearly died multiple times?
Even now, she only knew half-baked magecraft.
During all those brutal battles, she could barely contribute anything.
"You can. You are the true Child of Prophecy." Nameless replied without hesitation.
"Alright then, I'll try my best... I'll definitely work hard!"
Artoria gave an awkward smile, quickly straightening her posture and trying her best to appear confident.
Since this person could even defeat the powerful Fairy Knights, what did she have to worry about?
Unless Queen Morgan herself appeared, there was nothing to fear!
Speaking of which, wasn't this Fairy Knight getting too close?
Artoria looked at the Fairy Knight who was clinging to Nameless's arm, her petite body practically hanging off him, and felt inexplicably irritated.
This is my knight—show some respect!
However.
She didn't dare say it out loud.
She couldn't win against her!
Despite the other's appearance of a cute little loli, she could easily defeat Artoria countless times without breaking a sweat!
Nameless gazed into the distance: "Before ringing the bells, I want to meet with Morgan."
"Eh, you're sure about meeting her?" Artoria blurted out in shock.
Wasn't that the ultimate final boss? Wouldn't meeting her mean certain death?
Nameless smiled: "Don't worry, I won't bring you along. I'll go alone."
"Senpai, I'll go with you!"
Mash quickly stepped forward, grabbing the edge of his clothes.
Their previous separation after her memory loss had made her utterly terrified of being apart from him again.
"No need. Morgan should still be reasonable."
Nameless reached out and patted the little shielder's head, "If it comes to a fight, our current forces wouldn't be enough."
If that Queen were to unleash her full power, she could easily wipe out all of Chaldea.
Therefore, this time he purely wanted to see if he could persuade her.
If he succeeded, it would save them a great deal of trouble.
Oberon expressed his amazement: "As expected of you, this courage is truly remarkable. In that case, I won't be going."
His identity was far too special.
He naturally couldn't casually appear before Queen Morgan.
After their discussion concluded.
Through Oberon's powerful intelligence network, Nameless found a familiar face—
Fairy Gawain!
She was staring at him with a guarded expression: "You actually want me to introduce you to Queen Morgan?"
In the previous battle, she had been directly defeated by Senji Muramasa and was currently in an extremely foul mood.
Fortunately, it was Senji Muramasa who defeated her, not this little Master.
Otherwise, she would have long since erupted in anger and eliminated him first.
"Taking me there should be Queen Morgan's command, right?" Nameless replied calmly.
"Fine."
Fairy Gawain's mood grew increasingly sour.
But bringing the Chaldea Master before the throne was indeed Queen Morgan's order.
Under Fairy Gawain's guidance.
Nameless journeyed onward and finally arrived at the Holy City of Camelot.
Massive and magnificent walls were lined with cannons, countless runes gleaming with light.
Transforming it completely into a terrifying war fortress of formidable might.
However.
The largest magical cannons weren't aimed outward, but rather targeted somewhere inside the city walls!
These top-tier weapons weren't prepared for Nameless at all.
But not far from the city, an army of two hundred thousand fairies was gathering.
Fairy Gawain snorted coldly: "Knocknarea truly seeks death! Daring to command an army to threaten the Holy City!"
"Why not eliminate her?" Nameless inquired.
"Hmph, she's quite cunning. That position barely counts as her territory, and she claims it's to protect the Queen."
Fairy Gawain grew increasingly displeased.
With external threats and internal troubles, Her Majesty was growing more and more weary.
Above the city gate, a line of text was carved—
[Only the innocent may enter]
Nameless looked up at the words carved by the queen herself and stepped into the Holy City of Camelot.
Led by the fairy Gawain.
He proceeded unimpeded all the way to the throne.
The queen, with her breathtaking beauty, sat serenely on the throne.
The fairies of the six great clans all watched Nameless with cold indifference.
And beside the queen stood a familiar figure.
It was none other than the one who had once betrayed Captain Kirschtaria—
Beryl Gut!