Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Avalon Island is in the same space as Lapis, where the Leirian Magic Games take place, and exists in a different dimension than Leiria and Dacrya.

As a result, there is usually no movement of people, nor is there a particular place of interest. Rather, it is better to strengthen security in the building even on free passes outside rather than setting up posts poorly and allocating personnel. Even so, such vigilance may not be necessary because few people know about the existence of this Avalon island.

Since Morgana created this island of Avalon, not a single intruder has been able to enter Avalon without permission. Some attempted break-ins were forced in the past, but in the end the break-ins did not take place without being able to capture the axis of coordinates on Avalon Island.

In other words, this island of Avalon is a fortress that does not allow any more intrusions, and at the same time it is a favourable base for no more.

And one magician stepped down on Avalon Island like that. Her name is Saint Knight Arthur-One. He is a magician belonging to the Episcopal Church that governs the Kingdom of Leiria, whose strength is called the strongest of Leirias. Strong enough to be told that no one has given her down in the past.

After retrieving Serena's mother, Mocha-Phoenix, in the city of Mor in the Windistan region, Arthur appeared on this island of Avalon after exchanging a battle with Hartos, fourth in the Episcopal Church's Thirteenth Apostolic Series.

She is also a magician who agrees with and helps Morgana's plan. So it's not particularly strange for her to show up at this place.

There was just someone unfamiliar this time. His name is Emris. It is the name of a man who once served the Creator Noah as the Seven Priests and spent three hundred years underground in the Episcopal Church.

Emris, who presides over time and space, succeeded in surviving three hundred years of age by suppressing aging on his own, but it's not surprising to say that he looks old. The haunting air tells the story of the three hundred years he has been through.

Emris said at the opening when he saw Avalon Island.

It's a fine castle.

I'm not Arthur, who doesn't know what that word contained. When she smiles slightly at Emris' words, she snaps to look back.

"Looks like we're back in time."

"It seems like a long time to Noon."

The two words seemed to have so many overlapping thoughts that they could not be understood where they had spoken to others. If there had been a third party on this occasion, it would have missed the measure of the sincerity of the word.

But fortunately, there are only two people on this scene, Arthur and Emris.

Mocha has already been transferred elsewhere, and Dalta, who was in action with the Arthurs, is elsewhere to serve further.

Is it because of that situation, the two of you remind me of the old days?

"Was it long?

"Sort of."

"Bye. Unlike Noah, who had done nothing in the basement, the lords were running for sorrow. I don't know when that's gonna end either, in this world."

Arthur says nothing back to Emris' words. Rather than that, it seemed that the matters I had experienced were sprinkling memories around my head.

"Finally."

"Oh. I've been waiting for this moment."

"I'm ready to make years of grief"

"That's right. Now we can finally make a move."

Words forcefully emanated from Arthur. There are various thoughts in there.

"An emperor with the same power as the one who can reward him with one arrow. And the young powers that support that emperor."

"And the power of the past?

"Oh. I can make the Lancelots work even in this day and age by using 'Phoenix's'. This will boost our power at once."

Lancelot was once one of my men who served Arthur three hundred years ago and was a member of the First Thirteen Apostles. Its strength does not need to be spoken of if we look at the thirteen apostles today.

"When the past and the present join forces, we can finally stand on the same mound as him."

"Magic and magic. Surely the power of these weaves is far beyond his imagination."

"Oh. I don't know what's gonna happen to me either"

Arthur's expression, such as I don't know, seems somewhere delightful.

"And a boy named Emperor?

"You, too."

Emris, who has never met Seyya, doesn't know exactly how many magicians Seyya is. But from what I hear, they say it's comparable to Noah, who served himself once. That was enough to interest Seyya, but Emris was more interested in what the Arthurs were expecting than that.

Arthur, on the other hand, has already met Seyya and grasped his strength as well. But that is only the strength of Kako's time, and Seiya seems to be growing more now than then.

Arthur also expected Seyya to grow in that regard.

"It's still a blue fruit now, but if it grows, it's a delicacy that turns into a gold apple"

"That's interesting."

Emris makes me heartbeat about Arthur's ratings.

"Then don't you want to raise your lord, too?

"Sure. But I can't teach you."

"Holy attribute?"

"Oh."

The attribute of sacred attribute is also rare in Leiria. When teaching magic in the first place, it is more efficient to receive guidance from people who specialize in the attributes of the same lineage. For this reason, it is possible to improve in a short time with instruction from Morgana, who can use the Holy Attribute, rather than Arthur, who cannot use the Holy Attribute. Besides, Arthur had a serious mission to recover the mocha, so it was tough to coach Seyya in time.

In that sense, it was Morgana that was best placed to be the leader of Seyya.

"But it's hard to imagine that he can teach people things"

"That'll be fine. The emperor is smart, so it doesn't matter."

"I didn't expect it from the teaching side"

"I have no choice. Because it's your sister who teaches."

"Well, so is that."

Emris laughed at Arthur's words.