Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"really……"

"Didn't they follow?"

"What's wrong?" the black dragon asked, flapping its wings. "What happened?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, he probably realized that there was no point in hiding it anymore.

"The 'Imaginary Tree' did not come up with the island."

Although she had a vague feeling about this, Morgan was only completely certain that the escape from Britain would not affect the "Imaginary Tree" itself once the actual results entered her mind.

It was as if it had taken root in that area, and no matter what was done, it could not be taken away with the British ships.

"What will happen?"

"Will something serious happen?"

“Nobody knows.” Morgan shook his head. “It was never meant to be something we should see or come into contact with.”

"now--"

Morgan looked down into the sky.

"It can be considered that we've returned this thing."

"Lets see."

“We still have a chance to turn back—if something really goes wrong, we can turn back immediately, and that way, there should still be a chance to salvage the situation.”

only……

Morgan, who was drifting along with the black dragon in the wind and rain, was unaware of what was going on.

Countless hours after leaving the British Isles, a violent tremor occurred at the location of the "Imaginary Tree".

That is……

The fissures in the earth are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and they come from the depths of the sea.

Along with this came voices that had long since turned into resentment.

"Finally, I know how to get through this—"

"Ian!"

"Mom is coming to pick you up from school right away!"

193. Tiamat is approaching... (4k)

The Dragon Kingdom seemed to have survived a disaster with a perfect ending.

As the floating island of Britain sailed into the distance, the rain that had been swirling around the island gradually faded away.

The lives of the Camelot people seem unchanged, except for the added obligation they must fulfill called "carrying the island."

but--

This is no longer a difficult thing.

After all, for the Camelots who have achieved "ascension," this obligation is something they can grit their teeth and persevere through.

Camelot.

In the highest room, which had been completely transformed into the pilot's room, Morgan was devising something.

On the table in front of her was something that resembled a nautical chart.

However, for the British Isles as they are now, it might be better to call it an empty map.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"come in."

Morgan said without turning his head.

However, upon hearing the other person's footsteps, she stopped what she was doing and turned around.

"Bawanshi, what brings you here?"

Just as Morgan said, the person standing behind her was none other than her daughter, Bavanshi.

"Mother, can't I come?"

Bawanshi, who was holding something, asked cautiously.

"Or is it that you don't want to see me?"

"That's not quite right."

Morgan glanced at Bavanshi, then looked back at the empty map in front of him.

“It’s just that there are too many things to do… I don’t want to be distracted by other things, Bawanshi. You should know that it’s already quite an achievement to be able to escape like this.”

"As for the food you want to make for me, I suggest you share it with your father."

"..."

Bawanshi's eyes widened slightly.

She never imagined that her mother would see through two things in such a short time.

The first piece.

It was indeed a cake that I brought myself.

Seeing her mother working so hard, Bawanshi, as her daughter, wanted to do her part to ease her stress.

only--

She couldn't think of a second thing at all.

That is, Morgan saw through his intention to go find Ian.

"I……"

"Don't deny these things to me, Bavanshi."

Morgan continued drawing what he was doing, while also chatting casually.

"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not."

"..."

"Ah."

Bawanshi put the things she was holding aside.

“I really want to go find him, Mother.”

"However, I did intend to give this to you."

"..."

"Then go ahead."

"Eh?"

I thought Morgan would say something, but I didn't expect him to answer so simply and clearly.

For a moment, Bawanshi felt a sense of unreality.

"Mother."

"Alright, that's enough. Get out of here before I change my mind—"

"otherwise……"

"Whether you'll have another chance like this later is hard to say."

It should clearly be called a threat.

But for some reason, Bawanshi detected a hint of indulgence in her mother's voice.

"So, I'm really going?"

"Well, let's go."

The door closed, and the room became quiet once again.

Morgan stopped writing at this point.

She turned to look at the thing that Bavanshi had already opened.

It was indeed a delicate and lovely little cake.

Looking at it, Morgan fell into deep thought.

On the other side, after receiving Morgan's "permission," Bavanshi quickly walked outside.

Because it was completely separated from its original location, the British Isles, which were being dragged through the air by dragons, were frequently hit by fierce winds.

In such situations, Bavanshi can only proceed cautiously.

Fortunately, Ian has been in a fairly fixed place during this period.

So not long after—

She then found him.

At this moment, Ian had changed back into his knight's armor.

He reached out and felt the wind blowing through the street, as if trying to understand something within it.

Bawanshi tidied her hair a little and then walked straight toward Ian.

"What a coincidence, to see you here."

"Um……"

"..."

Noticing that Ian's reaction seemed a bit off, Bawanshi hesitated for a moment, but decided to try to communicate with him like her mother.

"what happened?"

Bawanshi stood with her hands behind her back.

"Why are you standing motionless on the street?"

“This wind…” Bawanshi stretched out her hand to feel the wind passing through the street.

It's fine if you don't perceive it, but just by reaching out your hand, you can feel an unusual flow of magic.

"This……"

Bavanshi immediately realized that Ian wasn't just idling around, but had sensed the wind blowing through the area.

“Ian…”

"Mother."

Before Bawanshi could finish speaking, Ian had already given his answer.

"It is the power of a mother."

"..."

Despite not knowing much, Bavanshi still received information about Ian's mother from her own mother, Morgan.

To be precise, she should be considered a grandmother or something similar.

It is said to be a very powerful dragon named Tiamat.

Bawanshi's eyes became wary.

She looked at the sky from left to right, only to find that the wind had disappeared at that moment.

Along with it, the traces of magic also disappeared.

Even though she knew nothing about what had happened before, Bawanshi had a vague feeling that something was going on.

"Ian, is your mother coming?"