"I truly never imagined history would turn out this way, that Great Britain would become like this."
Black Lancer Alter walked along the riverbank. The sky had already darkened, and lights were constantly flickering on along both sides of the river, making the night-time River Thames even more beautiful.
"Do you think it's good or bad that it's become like this?"
Mo Shuying asked, hands clasped behind his back. After nearly a full day of interaction, Mo Shuying's tone had become somewhat casual.
"Naturally, I think it's good. I had thought that after my death, everything would perish. Who knew the outcome would be like this?"
Black Lancer Alter wasn't without Artoria's memories; her spirit was merely deified by the Holy Lance. One could only say it wasn't the same consciousness, and of course, her memories were incomplete.
"Actually, to speak blasphemously, this world will continue to operate regardless of who is gone. We are all incredibly small. Even if we are saving the world right now, couldn't it be the world allowing us to save it?"
With that one sentence, they both fell silent for a long time.
Finally, Black Lancer Alter spoke.
"Indeed. While your words are a bit lazy, implying the world would continue even if you did nothing, the world can also change due to a strong will. Just as you mentioned earlier, Solomon's Humanity's Incineration—that was changing the world with his own power. And the other me in the Holy City, though what she did was a bit extreme, it was also a way to save the world. And even if it was wrong, so what?"
For Black Lancer Alter to say this, she clearly understood that her actions in the Holy City were fanatical.
But a king is responsible for all her actions; there's no debate about that.
"Mm, you're not wrong. But still, I will definitely go with my teammates to the Singularity where the other you is, break through the so-called Holy City's defenses, stand before that pure white Lion King, and correct her distortion. This is also my will. You won't stop me, will you?"
Mo Shuying had a smile on his face. Black Lancer Alter stopped and looked at Mo Shuying. After a few seconds, she actually showed a faint smile.
"Interesting. Now that you mention it, I'm actually a little bit excited."
With that, Black Lancer Alter continued forward, her steps now lighter.
Black Lancer Alter only had two days left in this present time. With such precious time, how could she spend the night resting?
The two walked through London. It had to be said, she truly was King Arthur—she had a soft spot for food. The King Arthur of the past probably hadn't eaten anything too well-seasoned, and after becoming the King of the Holy City, she could go without eating or drinking at all.
Now, starting with a cup of coffee, Black Lancer Alter decided to eat her way through all of London.
Luckily, the people of London had already begun to resume their lives. One moment they were discussing the various strange phenomena of the day, the next they suddenly paused, then started talking about business. Their memories had begun to normalize.
This widespread correction would have one effect: the deceased would also begin to revive. Romani told Mo Shuying that at this rate, the Singularity would be fully restored in less than two days.
It had to be said that the London Singularity was too small, only encompassing the island of London, unlike previous Singularities which had vast territories. This was also why the Singularity could be repaired at such a speed even with Black Lancer Alter still present.
Two days later.
"Mmm~ this steak is good."
Black Lancer Alter cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth, a look of pure enjoyment on her face.
In two days, London had returned to its original state. Although the sky was once again gray and hazy, all the damage and casualties from the battle had been reversed.
What made Mo Shuying even happier was that after two days of sightseeing, this deified king now exuded a touch of human warmth.
Of course, this warmth only appeared when she was eating, so Mo Shuying ordered a table full of delicious food.
Steak, cake, fries, fish and chips… hmm, that seemed to be it.
Mo Shuying took a bite of a fry. Not praising or criticizing, the British really were good at frying fries.
"Ooh~ this cake is also very good. I never ate anything this delicious before. The fact that Great Britain in later generations can have such delicious food shows how stable and strong this country is. Otherwise, where would they find the time to research gourmet food?"
Black Lancer Alter said, looking happy and proud.
Mo Shuying smiled to himself. A joke, he thought: England, a culinary capital.
"It's good, but the variety is too limited. It's a shame this Singularity is so small. Otherwise, I'd take you to Huaxia. I guarantee you could pick any random place and eat specialty dishes for two or three years without running out."
This was originally just casual chatter from Mo Shuying, with a slight hint of showing off, but it held no real significance.
Except...
"Really?"
Black Lancer Alter looked at Mo Shuying, her eyes gleaming with a conquering, longing light.
"Y-yes, really."
Mo Shuying suddenly felt something was amiss, but he still spoke.
"Mm! It's decided."
Black Lancer Alter stuffed the last bite of steak into her mouth, then looked at Mo Shuying with shining eyes and said,
"Sign a contract with me."
"Huh? What?"
"I have acknowledged your qualifications. Now you can pledge allegiance to me and become my Rider. And, I can also sign a Servant contract with you, so you can take me to that place you just mentioned and eat until I'm full."
"..."
So you mean you're still not full after eating all this?
No! That's not the point!
"This... the Rider part is fine, but even if you sign a contract with me now, I can't take you with me. This is a Singularity, and the rules don't seem to allow that."
If it were possible to take Servants back from a Singularity, Chaldea would already be hosting a Servant carnival.
"Don't worry about it. Here."
Black Lancer Alter waved her hand, and Lamrei suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Thankfully, they were in a private room, so the people outside had no idea what was happening inside.
"Take this. The Holy Lance and I have become one. If you use this to summon me, you will naturally be able to call me forth."
The black Holy Lance was Black Lancer Alter's exclusive weapon. Just as she said, if this Holy Lance were used for a Summoning Ritual, only she could be summoned.
"..."
Mo Shuying instinctively took the Holy Lance. Countless thoughts flooded his mind at that moment, one of which was to take the Holy Lance and keep it for himself! Then, if anyone ever bothered him again, he'd just pull it out and stab them!
But then he thought, No! Without Black Lancer Alter, this Holy Lance wouldn't be able to unleash its full power.
So!
"I understand!"
Mo Shuying stood up, gripping the Holy Lance with both hands, and said earnestly.
"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider, Your Majesty?"
"No, my decision won't change. Go now, and be quick. Don't make me wait too long."
Black Lancer Alter gracefully picked up a piece of cake and took a small bite.
Mo Shuying nodded vigorously, then quickly contacted Romani!
"Romani! Prepare the Summoning Ritual!"
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