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Gu Chuan, however, slowly shook his head.
“I never said I would let you get rid of it so easily.”
He looked into her lifeless, purple eyes, those black eyes that belonged to "humanity," which at this moment were once again tinged with a hint of "king's" playful, unquestionable gold.
"I am a very greedy collector."
"I like to collect all, in my opinion, interesting, beautiful, and powerful collections."
"And you, Morgan Lefebvre, and this unique Britain, full of tragic color, are undoubtedly one of the most satisfying collections I have ever seen."
"so……"
He slowly extended his hand.
"I will not destroy you."
“I will take you, along with this land that has long been abandoned by time.”
"I will, in a brand new world that belongs only to me, give you a future where you can continue to exist..."
"
"And you..."
He watched as the proud queen, who was completely stunned by his domineering declaration as a "collector," slowly uttered his first and only "rule" as the "new king."
"—will continue to be, as, the only queen of this Britain."
“Continue to rule, in your own way, your pathetic subjects who have long been accustomed to your tyranny.”
"only……"
He paused, and a glint of absolute, unquestionable, supreme divine light, belonging to the "Dominator," flashed in his golden eyes.
"from now on."
"You, and your little kingdom, will have only one supreme master who requires absolute obedience."
"—That is me."
He did not intend to replace her.
He wanted to become the one and only one who reigned supreme above the "Queen"—
"—King of Kings"
Morgan was completely stunned.
Her amethyst eyes, which had long since lost all their luster, were rekindled at this moment by that sudden, immense, and incomprehensible "happiness," a faint yet incredibly real and burning flame called "hope."
She originally thought that she was about to face the most humiliating and tragic fate of being a "slave".
Unexpectedly, this god-like man, in a manner she had never imagined—a manner of absolute composure and domineering "kingly" power—granted her the final "dignity" and "decency" befitting a "queen."
She is still, the Queen of Britain. 5.3 She can still, protect, her long-ruined "ideal world".
She simply had one more powerful figure who required absolute loyalty and could provide "protection" for her and her kingdom.
"Owner".
For her, who was already accustomed to the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest, this was simply an enormous and irresistible "gift"!
"……I see."
She slowly rose from that cold throne, a symbol of "loneliness."
She descended the steps of the throne and came before the god-like man who was about to become her new "master".
Then, under the gaze of everyone—a gaze filled with shock and horror—
This proud and lonely queen, who had ruled Britain for thousands of years, knelt down on one knee for the first and last time before another "king," lowering her proud, beautiful head, which belonged to the "Queen of the Six Flags (II)".
"—My master."
206 The King's Collection and the Prelude to His Homecoming
"—My master."
When Morgana's ethereal voice, filled with resignation and submission, clearly resounded in this deathly silent, vast throne room, a "drama" that had lasted for thousands of years, filled with sorrow and despair, finally drew to a close.
Gu Chuan watched as the once proud and lonely queen, kneeling before him, slowly extended his hand and, with an absolute composure and gentleness befitting a "king," gently lifted her cold, beautiful chin.
"—Raise your head, roots."
He spoke in an unquestionable, calm tone.
"You are still, the only queen of this Britain."
"—Yes, my Queen."
He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "my".
That declaration, filled with absolute and domineering possessiveness, caused Morgana's amethyst-like eyes, which had long been ashen with despair, to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Chuan ignored her complex and wavering inner thoughts.
He released his grip, slowly turned around, and cast his gaze upon the newly opened "courtyard" outside the throne room, bathed in golden sunlight.
He was about to begin collecting his "spoils of war".
"—In my name, I declare."
His divine decree, so calm yet brimming with absolute "creational" power, resounded throughout the world for the third time!
"In this world, we will depart from that predetermined, illusory destiny called 'cutting'..."
"—Completely, completely break away."
Boom!
In that instant, the entire British Lostbelt, that very existence as the most fundamental "world," began to tremble violently!
A force, more immense and unreasonable than ever before, a supreme "divine power" that could make even the lofty and cold "world-suppressing force" tremble and retreat, instantly enveloped this land, long abandoned by time and considered wrong!
Within Rinna Tohsaka's "spiritual vision," a vision filled with horror and disbelief—
She can see it clearly.
A boundless "divine net," composed of countless golden threads of law imbued with the power of "domination" and "creation," is forcibly "cutting" the entire "British Strange Belt," along with its "time," "space," and all "cause and effect," from the massive "World Tree" called "Human History" in the most brutal and unreasonable way!
Then, like the most greedy and willful collector, he carefully put this unique collection, which had long been abandoned by the world and was full of tragic color, into a brand new, small private museum called "King's Courtyard", which belonged only to him and could not be interfered with by any "external force".
This is no longer "salvation".
This is the most naked, the most undisguised, the most "divine," the absolute—
"--plunder"!
When that "divine power," enough to overturn everything, slowly dissipated.
The world, once again, returned to peace.
However, that cold, suffocating "world-suppressing force" that had enveloped everyone's heads had completely disappeared.
This world is no longer a Lostbelt destined for destruction.
Rather, it is a new and independent "future," one that, though still filled with sorrow and desolation, possesses the ability to continue existing.
"——Hakoniwa World".
……
"—Is it over?"
Artoria Caster stared blankly at the azure sky, now devoid of any gloom and filled with "hope." Her emerald green eyes were filled with an unprecedented emotion called "bewilderment."
Her so-called "mission" as the "Child of Prophecy" seemed so laughable and insignificant in the face of that man's absolute power, which could be described as "creation."
Before she could even begin, it was already over.
She didn't know what to do next.
"—So, what's next..."
Gu Chuan slowly walked up to her.
He looked at this innocent, bewildered "village girl" who had the exact same face as the "Knight King," and a mischievous, playful smile appeared on his face, as if he were looking at an interesting new "toy."
"As payment for saving your world..."
"You, this so-called child of prophecy, will stay with me for now."
"Perfect timing! My house is missing a diligent maid who can use magic to clean."
……
at this time.
That cold, mechanical system notification finally arrived, albeit belatedly.
[—The "Apocalypse Together" instance is complete.]
Crisis Level: Annihilation Level.
[Task Rating: SSS (Perfect)]
[In progress, task settlement...]
[Congratulations, fellow traveler "Gu Chuan" has received one million Doomsday Points. Also received a special reward, "Britain (Fragment), the Core of the World" x1.]
[Congratulations to fellow travelers "Rin Tohsaka", "Honghong Tushan", and "Artoria Pendragon (Alt)" for receiving 200,000 Doomsday Points.]
[—The copy will be closed soon.]
[—In progress, world teleportation… Hissing]
Listen to that, a reward so generous it's almost exaggerated. Gu Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
He turned around and took one last look at the proud, lonely queen who was still kneeling respectfully on the ground.
"—Then, my queen."
"Take good care of my new courtyard for me."
"Next time we meet, I hope to see a different, vibrant, and brand-new Britain."
After saying that, he did not linger.
A dazzling white beam of light, brimming with spatial teleportation energy, descended from the sky once more, completely enveloping him and his equally bountiful "family members."
Say = Yi Yinling, expose Qi Siwu, Liu Guangmang, disperse.
Once again, deathly silence returned to the vast throne room.
Only Morgan remained, along with her three "fairy knights" with complex expressions.
a long time.
Morgan then slowly stood up from the ground.
She once again stepped onto that cold throne, a symbol of "loneliness."
Through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, she looked out at the warm, golden sunlight she had only seen in the most distant, long-blurred memories, and the azure sky full of "hope".
Her amethyst-like eyes, which were always filled with both dignity and weariness, became slightly moist at this moment, uncontrollably.
A single, glistening, scalding tear, carrying with it all the pain, loneliness, and resentment she had endured for thousands of years, slowly slid down her beautiful, pale cheek.
It dripped onto that cold, dark, thorny throne that symbolized "royal power."
A sound was emitted, the faintest of all, yet seemingly capable of resounding throughout the entire world—
"—Tick-tock."
An old era has come to an end.
A new era, full of unknowns, belonging to the "King of Kings," has officially begun at this moment.
207's "surprise" return home and new prey
Then, that dazzling white pillar of light, filled with spatial transmission energy, slowly dissipated.
Gu Chuan and his group returned once again to that familiar apartment living room, filled with a modern atmosphere.