Morgan finally gave up trying to figure out how Jiang You had managed to do it.
"Next, I just need to hand it over to Fairy Tristan. The biggest problem has already been dealt with, and as for the rest, I'll help you settle it before I leave." At this point, the matters regarding Oberon and Artoria Caster were no longer a big deal. "So, onto the second matter: I plan to take all the humans here with me."
The number of humans in this Lostbelt was not small, but it was far from large either, otherwise the fairies wouldn't have found humans so precious.
"Are you joking?" Morgan's brows furrowed. Even though Jiang You had helped her solve her biggest problem, she still couldn't agree to this request. However, because of his earlier actions, Morgan wasn't angry with Jiang You. "You should know that the fairies' existence depends on the maintenance of human intellect. If they lack humans..."
"I know that, of course, although I personally don't really care whether those guys live or die..." From a human's perspective, the fairies were practically the scum of the earth. Of course, killing them all with a single blow wouldn't work either, and Jiang You had a few fairies of his own. "So, have you heard of the World Tree? Of course, not the one you cut down."
Morgan remained silent for a long time before finally sighing. "You should know I have the memories of Pan-Human History Morgan, right? That Morgan was actually summoned in the 21st century, so she also has memories related to video games. Although Fairies and Spirits are often associated with Irminsul, the only actual Irminsul is the one related to Odin, which has absolutely nothing to do with Fairies or Spirits. Besides, Irminsul cannot be taken..."
Soon Morgan realized she had spoken too soon, because Jiang You took out something else that exceeded her understanding: a hand-crafted seed of Irminsul. That's right, hand-crafted again. The seed, possessing a magical power concentration that could even form a soul crystal, testified to its extraordinary existence. Morgan believed that if the magical power within it were fully released, it would probably exceed the combined magical power of all of Britain several times over. Even if it wasn't the seed of Irminsul, it would still be exceptionally precious. But now that Jiang You had taken it out, it could only be the seed of Irminsul.
"As long as there's a similar concept, it works, and there's almost no resistance. This thing doesn't actually exist, but it exists in the public's consciousness, which is very similar to the things you Fairies need to maintain your existence, so it can achieve the same effect. In short, just think of it as a super-large Wi-Fi signal tower." As long as there is something that can be linked, a connection can be established for summoning. This is the underlying logic of the Fate series, and Jiang You also used this logic to craft the Irminsul that could replace humans for the Fairies. "I have already infused it with sufficient magical power. It will grow as long as it is planted. Don't you think this Great Hole looks very abrupt? It's just right to fill this pit with the Irminsul."
"This..." Morgan didn't know how to describe the things she was encountering. This was simply not a servant... no, even Odin wouldn't be able to hand-craft something like this, "Who exactly are you?"
"Just a passing Creator." In fact, this term wasn't very accurate for Jiang You himself, as it would easily bring to mind creation myths. "The specific details aren't important. All you need to know is that I can help you solve your problem. So, please inform the various Lords to gather the humans in their territories. As for the Resistance and the Round Table Army, I will go and speak with them myself."
"It's the Rebel Army," Morgan corrected Jiang You's terminology. After all, Jiang You was a Lord she had personally enfeoffed, someone on her side. "Since you have asked so, I will pass the word down. Besides, with your current strength... you probably don't need to seek my opinion, do you?"
"What does it matter? Don't you like it this way?" Morgan actually saw things quite clearly in this regard. If only she had the same abilities in interpersonal matters.
Morgan looked at the young man before her, and she roughly understood what he wanted. Humans were all like this, just as Lancelot was toward Guinevere in the past.
Knights of the Round Table (Faerie Realm) Headquarters.
"Have you heard? All the territories are gathering humans together recently. It seems like something big is about to happen." Gareth looked at Percival who was still training and excitedly shared the intelligence he had just received. "Also, a giant tree has grown in Camelot. It's several times larger than the previous white one. Should we go check it out?"
"Gathering humans?" Percival, a young man who had grown up on the fringes of the Faerie Realm, naturally understood what humans meant to the fairies. "The only one who could get all the other Lords to act is Morgan. What's the point of this? Even if she is the Queen, how could the other fairies agree? I have a bad feeling about this."
"As for the tree..." Percival couldn't connect these two things at all. The white tree had been suddenly burned down not long ago, so it didn't seem reasonable for a new one to grow so quickly. "Where did it grow from?"
"The Great Hole next to Camelot." Gareth had also glanced in that direction from afar when he was running around before. Even from here, they could clearly see the trunk of this giant tree, which clearly wasn't there yesterday. "Your mind is so cluttered from handling things that you can't even think straight. Look over there, look over there... isn't it clear?"
"At a time like this..." Percival pinched the bridge of his nose, which had begun to ache. The ringing of the Pilgrimage Bell already signaled the approach of the end times, and the Child of Prophecy had pointed to that Fairy Knight with such a notorious reputation. It had even made some of the Round Table Army start to doubt their own legitimacy. Now, a giant tree had grown in the Forbidden Land, a place known to all of Britain. With so many incomprehensible events happening in such a short time, he felt as if the world was on the verge of destruction. "It seems we'll have to make the trip ourselves. Something big is indeed about to happen. Morgan... is probably plotting something."
"There's no need for all that trouble. Let me explain." Just then, a shadow enveloped the two of them, and two figures, one large and one small, descended from the sky.
Percival's gaze was immediately drawn to the violet figure: "Sister?"
"Percival, it has been a long time." In truth, it hadn't been long at all, but Melusine wasn't very familiar with the human concept of time. In any case, saying this was bound to be correct.
"Fairy Knight!" Gareth knew of the relationship between Percival and Melusine, but theoretically, they were still supposed to be enemies. She glanced at the weapon placed to the side, ready to strike immediately if the other party made any sudden moves.
"Gareth, there is no need to be tense." Percival could be said to be the person who understood Melusine best after Aurora and Jiang You. He knew whether she had hostile intent just by looking at her expression. Moreover, he knew exactly how great the gap between himself and Melusine was. If they truly fought, he feared he would not even last three rounds. Only by fully unleashing the Holy Lance would he have a sliver of a chance. "Sister should not be here to fight. Also, if I am not mistaken about this person... You are the newly appointed Lord of Shrewsbury, the human—Mr. Jiang You?"
Jiang You had descended with Melusine, and seeing the way Melusine was hugging his arm, their relationship was likely more than just ordinary.
"Nice to meet you. I suppose I can indeed be considered human. There is no need to be so formal, you know that I am your brother-in-law. Additionally, this is a meeting gift, the Elixir of Youth obtained from the King of Heroes. It can alleviate the rapid deterioration caused by your Holy Lance." He still had to look after his younger brother-in-law, after all.
"Ah?" Percival didn't even realize that something extraordinary had been stuffed into his hand. The words "brother-in-law" shocked him deeply. Because although they were called siblings and sister, in his heart, Melusine was more like a mother.
"Not at all." Melusine shook her head, indicating that she hadn't reached that level yet. "Actually, I am the mistress."
"Ah???" Percival and Gareth were utterly shocked.