Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 160 - : Only the Innocent May Pass

Moran straightened his back and arms resolutely, highlighting his unwavering will.

His clear gaze conveyed no confusion to the magus.

His bright eyes sparkled—

It was not a metaphor; if he was not mistaken, there was indeed a phosphorescent glow in his eyes.

"No matter when, you are the purest aurora, even in this moment of impending disappearance, you have not changed..."

Merlin seemed to be gazing at something precious.

Something she had pursued her entire life but had lost.

However, it was precisely because she could not touch it that it felt incredibly precious and dazzling.

"Alright, we have indeed come a long way.

The end is in sight. Ahead lies the belief of the last dragon, which will question your qualifications."

Merlin paused here.

This made the Round Table Knights' expressions turn serious, and the soldiers' breathing became heavy.

Next, they were about to step into a realm untouched by humanity.

No one knew what would happen.

"Only the innocent may pass—though this is a rule of the ideal land, it also applies to the Star Sea. This question does not ask about the original sin you were born with, nor the crimes you have committed up to now.

It asks how you will act from now on, and where your hearts are directed. The theory of life as a living entity, as well as the principles of survival and prosperity."

Merlin took on the role of the sage seriously.

Not just addressing Moran, but making a declaration to all the knights and soldiers present, helping everyone understand what kind of realm they were about to enter.

"Merely achieving what the realm dragon has not done is far from enough. Only to those who have demonstrated that certainty and strength will the land of hope open its doors."

[Merlin's words came to an end]

[The knights present fell into contemplation due to this question]

[However, this was not an obstacle]

[At this moment, they already had the answer in their hearts]

[They had arrived here for survival and continuation; similarly, this was the original sin of being human, as well as the pride of all Britons]

[Where the sword of our king points is where the heart desires]

[This is the knights' answer]

[They will continue to fight against the predetermined future of Britain's extinction, and now arriving at the door of the Star Sea is the first step chosen by the Britons]

[You have arrived at the end of the layer]

[Albion has dug to the root of the barrier; at the bottom of this abyss, there are countless claw marks]

[Each one is ferociously etched into the rock wall]

[Each one seems to be roaring with the will to survive]

[Countless unwillingness, countless defiance]

[They tell the story of the strongest dragon's end of life, as if warning the first guest who has arrived so far]

[This is the grave of the realm dragon]

[And also, the first stop on your journey]

"—It has perished."

"—All fantasies on the ground have vanished, all are heading towards extinction, and I am also heading towards death."

An ancient and profound lament echoed in the depths.

It was the resonance of the dragon's lingering soul.

The knights and soldiers faced the true soul of the primordial dragon, a tremendous and terrifying dragon might filled the layer.

Their shoulders felt as if they were bearing the weight of a mountain.

The soldiers and knights wore serious expressions.

It was hard to imagine how powerful this ancient dragon had been when it was alive!?

Looking at the forefront of the group, Moran.

He looked sadly at the blurred dragon soul before him, releasing an equal dragon might that countered the dragon soul.

The pressure on the knights and soldiers suddenly decreased.

They were able to breathe greedily.

"—The sky, the sea, life, ah... everything I have been watching over—my records will no longer accumulate from now on."

"—My joy will no longer update."

"—Those who choose to bear the holy sword, those who sing the name of the king—if you seek a new world, then cast away all ancient traces."

[Albion's tone revealed no gender]

[But this majesty and this heaviness]

[Would not make anyone doubt its identity, let alone the affirmation you personally provided]

[The dragon soul's gaze focused on King Arthur]

[It knew this was the core of humanity]

"—My name is Albion, choosing to continue soaring on the ground as the last dragon rather than remaining in the inner sea."

"—If you wish to transcend this sorrow and continue forward, then offer your heart to the one who forges the future!"

[Albion let out a deafening dragon roar]

[The entire spiritual cave trembled with its awakening, the most ancient and mysterious oppressive force conveyed here]

[Its gaze deeply looked at you]

[Filled with a kind of love and sorrow, yet one could also see a hint of comfort within]

"Is that so? You do not wish for me to take action? This is a trial for the one who forges the future. And I..."

Moran did not elaborate further.

He simply gazed at Albion's dragon soul.

Like a child who had not returned home to see their parents for a long time, there was no need for many words; they could understand through their eyes.

"Moran... what is this...?"

"Liya, I'm sorry, but Merlin and I cannot take action anymore. Along the way, I have already helped you too much; from now on, you must face Albion on your own."

Moran explained the deeper meaning to Albion.

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This made the knights who heard it immediately grip their swords tightly.

Their throats involuntarily swallowed.

It was not fear, but unprecedented astonishment.

They were actually going to face the most ancient realm dragon; the previous encounters with divine beasts were incomparable.

But this was a grand adventure.

A thrilling challenge.

"To be precise, Albion wants to verify whether you humans have the ability to forge the future, whether you are qualified to inherit its will, and whether it is possible to step into the Star Sea... For this, it wants to confirm the depth of humanity, the primates of this Earth."

Moran was the one who understood Albion the best.

The strongest fantasy that dies due to the changes in humanity, ultimately feeling unwilling about not reaching the inner sea.

Even it, despite its desperate efforts, could not achieve that.

How could these insignificant, tiny humans before it?

If they did not display a brilliance that it would recognize, it would never willingly hand over its will.

Of course, this was also Albion's kindness.

If even the fallen dragon bones here could not be defeated, then wanting to cross the fairyland to reach the Planet Sea—was simply absurd.