Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

“I don’t know yet.” Morgan took Ian’s hand. “Let him take us there tomorrow. We’ll definitely find out.”

As for tonight—

Morgan gave him a seductive look.

"Shouldn't we take a break together?"

"..."

"..."

Artoria and Morgan looked at each other, both showing expressions of "complete understanding".

As the three of them settled into their lodgings, the night gradually quieted down.

The next day.

Sitting on Ian's sturdy shoulders, Artoria and Morgan walked with him to the "tree".

"Okay, put us down now."

"Ah."

As Morgan spoke, Ian slightly moved his shoulders and put both of them down.

"Thanks a lot."

Artoria spoke softly, then gently tiptoed and placed a kiss on the dragon's cheek.

"How cunning you are, sister."

"We already slept together all night, why are you still so overbearing in asserting your ownership?"

Morgan crossed his arms and said, feigning anger.

"But I gave the most interesting thing to my sister, didn't I?"

"This doesn't mean I'm being unreasonable," Artoria said, a rare mischievous smile appearing on her face.

Although her figure is incredibly mature, she still possesses a unique kind of cuteness.

"Too."

"Let's assume that it's a draw or a win for now."

"but--"

Morgan suppressed his smile and looked at the "tree" in front of him.

"This thing seems to be even bigger than we imagined."

Just as Morgan said, the sheer size of the "tree" was enough to be somewhat frightening from a distance.

But when he got closer, Morgan realized that it was just the upper half of a "tree".

Its lower body was completely invisible, as if it had been completely integrated into the core of the ground.

Thinking about it this way...

Its total length (or rather, height) is perhaps more than ten times what was initially estimated.

Despite having prepared herself mentally, Artoria was still somewhat shocked when she stood beside the abyss and looked down at the bottomless fear.

This is not out of fear, but rather a limitation inherent in being a "human" being.

after all--

It is impossible for a person to imagine everything they have never seen.

Only after truly experiencing something can one unleash the wings of imagination.

"What on earth is this..."

The object appeared to be shrouded in mist due to its great depth, yet the magic it contained was unmistakable.

"Why would such a being exist in Britain?"

"..."

Faced with Artoria's question, even Morgan, who had a deep understanding of magic, was at a loss for words.

Yes.

What could have caused such a massive creature to grow and be used by Vortigern?

Morgan fell into deep thought.

But at this very moment—

There was a bang.

A ball of flame grazed past Morgan and Artoria, flying directly towards the abyss.

"..."

"..."

Morgan and Artoria looked together at the culprit.

They all looked puzzled.

"What are you doing?" Artoria spoke first.

"I want to see how deep it is."

Ian answered immediately.

"But it seems impossible."

"Even your flames can't affect it?"

Morgan couldn't help but gasp.

"Want to try burning it?"

Seeing Morgan's silence, Ian asked again;

"I think……"

"That might be possible."

"Don't do that for now."

Morgan stopped Ian from having that idea.

"But could you let us get a little closer?"

No more words.

Ian transformed into the form of a black dragon.

With a gust of wind, he carried Morgan and Artoria and flew towards the "tree".

only--

As they saw the distance to the "tree" getting smaller and smaller, Morgan and Artoria realized something almost simultaneously.

The tree is moving.

That's right.

It beats like a heart, but it doesn't resemble a living thing.

"Closer, Ian."

Morgan said this, and then felt the black dragon beneath him accelerate.

Soon, she and Artoria had the opportunity to directly touch the "tree".

Without any hesitation, the two quickly extended their hands together.

But next second.

Morgan and Artoria withdrew their hands almost simultaneously.

They looked at each other, and their eyes already held a remarkably consistent answer.

"elder sister."

Is this the reason for the revival of Britain's land?

"It was it that made the land of Britain fertile again."

Just as Artoria said, the moment her hand touched the Imaginary Tree, something akin to a memory was transmitted into her mind.

The reason it is described as "similar to a memory" is because Artoria senses that this is "everything" that should not have "existed"—that is, the land of Britain should not have been restored to life like this.

"That is -"

"So-called 'pipe dream'?"

Morgan, drawing on his similar experiences to Artoria, ultimately made this judgment.

"The 'trees' that carried our dreams revitalized the land of Britain, but also brought it crisis, didn't they?"

no answer.

But no answer is needed.

A person's intuition may be the beginning of a lie.

But since both of them sensed its presence, its authenticity was definitively confirmed.

There is no need to hesitate or deny it.

Artoria asked softly:

"Ian, what do you think?"

"Should this 'tree' be preserved? Or should it be destroyed, as you initially suggested?"

"..."

The dragon did not answer, but flew into the sky.

This is already the simplest and most obvious answer.

"What you approve of is what I approve of."

"Sister, let's reveal the existence of this 'tree' when we get back—"

High in the sky, Artoria made this decision.

144. Melyuchina: I don't want to go find him!

About half a month later.

On the streets of Camelot, people were talking about what Artoria had announced not long ago.

"Did you hear that?"

"It seems that the king discovered something extraordinary during his previous war against Vortigern."

"That's right!"

"Is it said to be something that can transform the entire Camelot into something else?"

Wow, what could that be? I can't wait!

"..."

"..."

Not far from where this discussion was taking place, Bagst was drinking with Melyuchina.

After what happened before, the two of them are now at least good friends, if not best buddies.

"Meliuchina, do you know what they're talking about?"

"Of course I know."

"Your Majesty, didn't you announce this as soon as you returned?"

"And you said it together with Ian, didn't you?"

Melyuchina recalled the relevant scenes with great boredom.