[The White Fortress].
A month after Vortigern's demise, Artoria officially launched the reconstruction plan for this fortress city.
Because the original buildings had been burned to a white ground by the great fire, the reconstruction of this city was surprisingly smooth—it took less than three months to build a true [Royal City].
Of course, eighty percent of the credit for this went to Bailong, or rather, to the phantasmal species under his rule.
[Earth Fairies].
This was a type of fairy that was very good at construction. Not only did they have the magical ability to "conjure square marble out of thin air," but they could even enchant these marbles. The buildings constructed with these special marbles would come with effects such as "defensive barriers" and "evil detection," making them both beautiful and practical.
And this city, built jointly by humans and fairies, also became a symbol of this era, standing on this island that had been freed from the crisis of world destruction.
"Look, what a magnificent city!"
Every person who saw this city would exclaim from the bottom of their hearts:
"Only such a magnificent city can be worthy of our great King, worthy of our great God!"
They sang the praises of this great era, this great country.
And then, they could enjoy, with a clear conscience, the peace that lasted for more than ten years.
...
The White Fortress, the Hall of Light.
It was a slightly unusual day.
Artoria, who had just celebrated her thirtieth birthday and whose age and figure probably could no longer be called "girlish," walked into this transit station connecting the surface world and the Reverse Side of the World.
"Greetings, Royal Sister—"
She saw Morgan sitting in the side hall of the temple, doing who knows what.
And sitting next to Morgan was Vena, scratching her head, as if she had encountered some difficult problem.
Morgan, hearing Artoria's greeting, snorted coldly as a response, then turned to look at the two bottles of turbid potion with a strange aura in Vena's hands—then, as expected, Artoria heard a torrent of scolding like a storm, and Vena's "hehe... heh" silly laughter.
"It seems she doesn't have any special talent in magic."
Artoria continued to walk forward and finally found Bailong, who was teasing Fou in the garden behind the temple.
Unlike Artoria, whose appearance had changed dramatically with age, Bailong's image had not changed at all, still the same as it was more than ten years ago.
—This made Artoria's constantly worried heart relax a little.
She had originally been a little worried that Bailong would not be able to withstand the curses and anger of this island, but judging from his current situation, her worries were completely unnecessary.
Bailong's current state was very good, even excellent.
As the Kingdom of Camelot continued to expand, his power also continued to grow. Now, the might of the god had almost shone on every corner of this island—both divine authority and royal power had reached their peak.
This was also one of the reasons why Vena suddenly wanted to learn magic.
As the "ether" content in the air gradually recovered, this island gradually returned to the level of the mid-Age of Gods: crop yields increased, the number of phantasmal species increased, and human perception of magic became easier...
And Morgan, who held half of the mystery and control of this island, was the first to enjoy this "Age of Gods welfare."
She befriended the Ladies of the Lake and learned the magic of the fairies from them—finally finding a correct path, her strength improved by leaps and bounds, and in just a few years, she became the second [Great Magician] on this island.
As for Vena suddenly wanting to learn magic on a whim, but being unable to get started due to her lack of talent, and finally getting scolded by Morgan... Bailong could only say that the Blue-Eyes lineage did not start with magic. In fact, on the contrary, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon specialized in blasting those magicians!
"Let her be."
"It's good for her to find something to do, and it gives me some peace and quiet."
"By the way, why did you come looking for me? Did that magician give you some bad advice again?"
Looking at Artoria standing at the entrance of the garden, Bailong also picked up the little white beast rolling on the grass and asked her with a very certain tone about her purpose for coming.
—Although he didn't know why Artoria had come, he was sure it was Merlin's idea.
Otherwise, Artoria would definitely not have put on such a "coy" posture, standing at the entrance of the garden and not coming in.
"...It was Merlin's idea, but I was the one who actively asked him."
"Alright... although Merlin did indeed provide me with relevant information."
"It's the Holy Grail!"
A word that sounded very impressive came out of Artoria's mouth.
Bailong had to admit that the moment he heard the word "Holy Grail," his mind went blank for a moment.
But then he realized that the Holy Grail Artoria was talking about was not the "Heaven's Feel" made by the three families of Fuyuki City—but the real, genuine cup that had once held the blood of the Messiah.
It was said that this cup, which possessed powerful divine power, had wandered around after the Messiah's suffering and ascension, and was eventually brought to this island of Britain by a saint and hidden.
"I asked Merlin, although the harvest of crops has returned to the level of the Age of Gods, the population on this island is far more than in the Age of Gods, is there a way to make the crops even more abundant."
"Merlin told me that it was an impossible task—and since it was an impossible task, it required a miracle of a matching, equal scale."
Artoria briefly explained the cause and effect.
"So, you want to find the Holy Grail? Are you sending people to find it? Or are you looking for it yourself?"
After listening to Artoria's description, Bailong nodded—although he didn't know where the Holy Grail was, since it really existed on this island, it probably wouldn't be too difficult to find it.
"No, there's no need to look for it anymore."
"???"
"Merlin said we are very lucky, the current situation on this island has already met the conditions for the Holy Grail to manifest itself—but from what he said, it seems I still need to go to the Tower of Light and hold some kind of magic ritual."
"By the way, do you know what that ritual is?"
"..."
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