Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube

The Morgan of today is different from herself over two thousand years ago, no longer appearing as Savior Ash, nor holding any hope for the fairies.

Since her disciple Yuse was secretly poisoned and killed by an unknown fairy during the succession ceremony, and the humans at the Round Table almost entirely massacred by the fairies, the Britannia she painstakingly saved once again lost peace, plunging into endless war and mutual slaughter, from that moment, Ash was already dead.

What stands here now is someone who has lost hope in fairies, harbors no illusions or expectations, and has transformed into a witch, single-handedly suppressing the six clans to violently rule this country as the Queen of Winter in order to protect Britannia.

The throne in this royal hall perfectly embodies this point.

Inside it is stored the magic power contributed by the fairies of Britannia over two thousand years.

The so-called existence tax is the magic power that fairies must unconditionally submit, and every fairy in Fairy Country is engraved with a command spell for the collection of magic power.

As for the fairies unable to pay the existence tax, they have long been almost completely dead.

This terrifying rule is the ultimate expression of Morgan’s contempt for the fairies.

If over two thousand years ago, when Reiger stood before her and told her how untrustworthy fairies were, she refused to believe it, clinging desperately to the last straw, pursuing an unattainable ideal at all costs, then now she has given up completely.

Therefore, regarding Reiger’s words, not only did Morgan find no fault, she, like him, didn’t even glance at the surrounding fairies.

Though they seem so loyal now, rushing over to protect her, Morgan was sure that should they fail to guard her effectively leading to her death here, not only would they not feel any remorse, they would rather feel relieved, finally freed from serving such a terrifying queen, revealing their true colors immediately, savagely tearing her corpse into pieces.

This is the fairies, forever so cruel, capricious, and depraved.

The fairies of this country are guilty.

And it’s the original sin, extending from fourteen thousand years ago to the present...

Thinking of this, Morgan gazed at the surrounding fairies, her expression turning cold.

"Get out."

Thus, Morgan ordered.

"Your Majesty?"

The fairies were suddenly taken aback.

But their reaction was met only with Morgan’s even colder gaze.

"Get out."

The sound was like the arrival of winter, making the fairies shiver in unison.

"""" "Yes!" """"

Quickly bowing their heads in compliance, the fairies swiftly retreated, leaving the Jade Throne Hall.

Reiger had already dismissed the use of [Anti-gravity Device], allowing the fairies of the Tusk Clan to regain their freedom.

They shot Reiger a resentful glance before reluctantly retreating.

"Why doesn’t Her Majesty let us kill him, the enemy who killed Lord Woodworth?"

"Is it just because that human is her husband?"

"Lord Woodworth was always loyal to her..." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Damn it..."

The fairies were filled with hatred, yet dared not voice it, merely withdrawing from the Jade Throne Hall.

Soon, the doors of the Jade Throne Hall closed, leaving only Reiger and Morgan.

"Boom!"

Outside the Jade Throne Hall, or rather outside the palace, Lancelot had regained freedom and was transforming into a white meteor, flying this way.

Reiger cast a glance outside, looking towards the sky.

There, Lancelot seemed to pause for a moment, perhaps contemplating something, then flew away without continuing towards this direction.

Upon seeing this, Reiger’s gaze slightly flickered, yet he said nothing, temporarily putting aside Lancelot’s matters.

His purpose in coming wasn’t to preach nor to persuade a misled dragon fairy to return, and he wasn’t even interested in unmasking the person behind it all.

If Morgan agreed to his upcoming request, then whatever those people wanted, or whatever happened, would be entirely unrelated to him.

Otherwise...

Before Reiger could settle his thoughts, Morgan turned around and returned to her throne, sitting down.

If it had been before, at this moment Morgan would have invited Reiger to sit on the throne together.

But this time, she did not do so.

"Fleeing from the wedding, defeating Gawain, killing Bawan Xi and Woodworth, and ruining the purification of Norwich..."

Looking down at Reiger, Morgan enumerated his offenses.

"After doing so many things that trouble me, you’ve now returned here, to this throne."

"Why have you come?"

"It can’t be that you’ve had a change of heart and want to rule this country with me, can it?"

Morgan’s tone contained not a hint of resentment nor emotion, as if she was no longer interested in anything about Reiger, like a still pond.

Nevertheless, Reiger was unperturbed.

"Didn’t you say until we meet again in the future?" Reiger said calmly: "I’ve now returned to submit myself, shouldn’t you be happy about it?"

"If you’re truly coming to submit yourself." Morgan remarked, as if she could see through Reiger’s heart: "I feel you are different from before."

"Not only have you grown stronger, but you also seem to possess some power I haven’t been able to understand so far."

"So, is it really because you feel invulnerable, confident that you won’t be confined to Camelot by me again, that you so boldly appear?"

As if she truly understood Reiger, Morgan spoke in a tone that revealed her concealed thoughts.

In response, Reiger could only admit that this witch had indeed guessed correctly.

Now he truly felt invulnerable, confident that things wouldn’t transpire like last time, where Morgan would have power over him, hence his direct approach.

He now possessed the strength and confidence to accomplish this.

Compared to last time, his strength had indeed increased immensely, allowing him to shed many apprehensions.

Especially facing Morgan like this, Reiger could more intensely perceive that he was entirely different from before.

At that time, he could still sense a vague pressure from Morgan.

But now, that pressure had vanished entirely.

This sufficiently demonstrated that the threat Morgan posed to him had decreased significantly.

If not for that throne, and the numerous canons directly connected to the air void associated with the throne, Morgan now posed nearly no threat to Reiger.

"Do you resent me?"

Reiger inquired immediately.

"Resent me for killing Bawan Xi and Woodworth?"

Upon hearing this, Morgan didn’t answer Reiger’s question, rather she picked up a nearby black spear and struck the ground with it.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Two coffins made of ice suddenly descended from the sky, falling on Morgan’s left and right.

Reiger instantly recognized them as the "Caskets" created by Morgan.

Mirror, Tower, Garden, Casket, Stake... the various grand rituals developed by Morgan each had distinct effects.

Among them, the "Casket" effect enabled one to enter hibernation, freezing their life.

In the past, Savior Ash would utilize this method to repeatedly enter artificial hibernation, awakening from the "Casket" whenever Britannia faced a crisis, and once the crisis was resolved and the world saved, she would return to the "Casket" and slumber again.

At this moment, a fairy slept within each of those "Caskets."

A red-haired vampire.

A member of the Tusk Clan covered in white fur.

They were Bawan Xi and Woodworth.