Chapter 397

"Ahhh! This Goetia is either being tsundere or speaking in riddles every time he shows up; it's completely impossible to understand!"

Aqua clutched her head, looking completely bewildered.

If he wants to help, why doesn't he just say so?! Why do they all have to be such dead-set tsunderes!

Beside her, Sato Kazuma understood. He slammed his fist into his palm, his expression serious and firm. "Goetia, what he lacks is love!"

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Artoria finally made up her mind. She rang the Bell of Pilgrimage, and to her surprise, the moment it tolled, her magical energy increased significantly!

But it wasn't just magical energy... it was also her destiny.

Realizing this, Artoria gradually found peace. She overcame difficulties alongside the Chaldea group, constantly advancing toward the destination of the next Bell of Pilgrimage.

Senji Muramasa watched everything unfold. Looking at this unsophisticated girl, he immediately forged a gorgeous blue-and-white ceremonial dress for her.

For the sake of his pride, Muramasa handed the dress to Fujimaru Ritsuka, asking her to give it to Artoria.

Artoria naturally assumed it was prepared by Ritsuka and expressed her gratitude. Ritsuka wanted to explain, but under the silent pressure from the old man, she ultimately didn't say a word.

She only found it somewhat amusing; Muramasa-ojisan was becoming cuter and cuter.

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In the Myriad Worlds

The audience's image of Senji Muramasa became even more enriched.

It seemed the title of "Tsundere Old Man" was well-deserved; the EX-rank Housekeeping skill really wasn't just for show!

This segment made the audience reveal a maternal smile, but they were even more curious now.

Why was the old man's final destination the Sword of Promised Victory? Wasn't that a god-forged weapon meant to counter the Sefar?

Could it be that the Sefar would invade Earth again?

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Pushing forward, the group arrived at Orkney and met a blue-haired, red-eyed man.

That is... Mr. Cu Chulainn?!

Fujimaru Ritsuka was pleasantly surprised, but the girl quickly realized something was wrong. No, this wasn't Cu Chulainn... who is this?

The blue-haired man took the initiative to introduce himself. He was the Sage Grimm, a Heroic Spirit who inherited the authority of the Great God Odin.

He told everyone not to mention the name "Cu Chulainn" again; just hearing it made his Luck stat start dropping continuously.

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Fate World

Cu Chulainn's mouth stiffened instantly, and then his entire body began to uncontrollably turn red with rage.

... What do you mean by saying that!!!

You can doubt his strength, but you cannot insult his Luck stat!

Don't think that just because you're possessed by the Great God Odin, you can talk nonsense!

Avalon

"Dog-bro epic buff!", Merlin cheered, waving his arms!

But... it's useless, you know~

This is the personal chapter of the Emiya-superhero Muramasa-ojisan~

Buffing Dog-bro or whatever? No one cares.

172: Calamity of the Stars! Grand Caster Merlin Appears! Shocking the Myriad Worlds!

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Chaldea gained another combatant, but the surprises didn't end there. They actually found Mash here!

And according to what Mash said, everyone learned everything.

It turned out Mash hadn't died, but had been transported to the past, where she acted as a certain existence and completed a series of events. They also learned that the savior of 2,000 years ago, Ash, was actually Morgan!

But now, everything had changed. As Artoria rang the final Bell of Pilgrimage, the horn of counterattack sounded!

However, in the Dead Dead Face of absolute power, despite Chaldea and the others giving their all, they remained powerless before Morgan.

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In the Myriad Worlds

Morgan hadn't even used the Holy Lance.

Facing the rebellion of half the fairies in the Fairy Britain, Morgan simply used Mirror Magecraft to create thousands upon thousands of clones, crushing the rebel army.

The audience also confirmed that those ten Holy Lances were prepared for Cernunnos, the calamity buried beneath the Great Hole.

Perhaps Morgan had never considered Chaldea an enemy from the very beginning.

So what should they do now? Chaldea had no room to resist before Morgan.

But the next moment, the audience's expressions changed drastically.

Fate World

During the Fourth Holy Grail War, Artoria looked at the scene on the screen, her Dead Dead Face changing color. She couldn't help but whisper, "Sister!"

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Neither Chaldea nor the rebel army killed Morgan.

Yet Morgan died anyway...

She ultimately died at the hands of the retainer she trusted most. Woodwose, deceived by Aurora, believed Morgan was going to harm them and struck Morgan when her guard was down.

Woodwose was severely wounded, and his Lung of the Stars was stolen by Beryl. The burning rage in his heart made him twisted! It made him insane; he was a maddened beast, and his former dignity was gone forever!

His beastly eyes held only madness!

"Kill! Kill! My 2,000 years of loyalty, my 1,000 years of loyalty—you treated it all as a joke!!! Die, die, die!!!"

"I don't need a master who doesn't love me! You detestable witch, witch! It was my own stupidity to believe in you!" Woodwose roared hysterically!

He used the most vicious and cruel words to denounce the cold witch before him!

His King!!! She didn't understand the human heart at all!!!

"What Fairy Kingdom! What 'for the sake of our country'! If, if only you didn't exist!"

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Bleach World

"A beast being toyed with," Aizen's voice was devoid of tone. He seemed to be lamenting, or perhaps mocking.

No matter the creature, as long as it possesses intelligence, it will be deceived and toyed with.

And once the heart struggles, unable to distinguish or understand, taking just one step forward will lead to an abyss.

Fate World

"Sister... doesn't understand the human heart either," Artoria's eyes trembled, deeply stung by this scene.

She didn't know how her sister became King, nor why she chose to be King, but she only saw the same ending as her own.

The country destroyed by civil war, the King hated by her retainers.

"Is there a more sorrowful ending than this... Sister, you..." Artoria's expression was dejected, but the next moment, she couldn't speak.

Artoria widened her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing on the screen—was that... Sister?!

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"... Really now. To have studied those etiquettes so painstakingly, how foolish." Amidst Woodwose's sorrowful and vicious gaze, Morgan's hand slowly stroked his head.

Woodwose's expression gradually turned to surprise and confusion. His beastly eyes seemed to recall something; the viciousness and hatred dissipated, and Woodwose's body trembled violently!

Morgan examined Woodwose. She gently stroked his fur and said softly, "These bloodshot eyes are truly hideous, but..."

"But, only the color of your fur hasn't changed. Young warrior, brave Woodwose, your fur is the gentlest and cutest in all of Britain."

Morgan's voice remained as cold as ever. She was always like this.

After confirming that Woodwose's transformation into a Mors was irreversible, she chose to end his suffering with a dagger, not wanting him to endure any more pain.

Intense pain surged through Woodwose's body, but this physical agony was nothing compared to the self-reproach and sorrow in his heart!

Tears streamed down his cheeks, and his purple beastly eyes were filled with grief and apology.

"Ah... ahhh, how could I... have been so foolish, Your Majesty!!!" Woodwose was overcome with grief.

"If only you hadn't said it, if only there hadn't been these words, I wouldn't have understood... Your Majesty, I was being cherished by you all this time."

Woodwose understood everything.

What... what had he done!!!