"Fairies have no future."

Saying this, Morgan swung the black spear, and countless black swords appeared in the sky above the Jade Throne Hall, pouring down like torrential rain.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——!"

The entire Jade Throne Hall was instantly filled with the roar of shells landing, and explosions and dust began to permeate.

Watching Altoria and the others struggle to dodge and block the constantly falling black swords, looking dangerously imperiled, Reiger in mid-air merely watched coldly.

"Was it still too much to ask?"

Even if Altoria rang all the pilgrimage bells, completed the journey, could enchant everyone and greatly enhance their powers, even purified the chosen spear for Pasival, reducing the cost of using the divine spear, challenging Morgan was still extremely difficult for them.

No way, Morgan was simply too powerful.

Though Altoria and the others might not have noticed, Reiger realized all too clearly.

"She hasn’t even used her full strength."

The various great magics developed by Morgan, not even counting the "Tower" of the divine spear or the "Casket" which was useless in battle, none of them have been used yet.

Moreover, others didn’t know, but Reiger was aware of one thing through the original story.

Namely, Morgan not only developed various great magics but also crafted numerous clones over thousands of years.

Yes, Morgan has clones.

They are clones nearly identical to Morgan in power and abilities.

In the original story, when the protagonist group defeated Morgan for the first time, they were shocked to find that the sky above Camelot was filled with clones identical in power to Morgan.

It was then they understood that the Morgan they defeated was just one of many clones, while the true Morgan remained seated in the Jade Throne Hall, completely unscathed.

If it weren’t for being plotted against, the true body dying miserably, the protagonist group would indeed have been surrounded and slaughtered by Morgan’s clones filling the sky above Camelot.

Now, Morgan has not deployed any clones, instead directly engaging the protagonist group in battle in the Jade Throne Hall.

"Indeed, fighting with clones also requires Magic Power consumption; without the throne’s Magic Power support, Morgan’s own Magic Power can’t sustain so many clones fighting all-out simultaneously."

Morgan’s magical abilities are very strong, possibly even stronger than Reiger.

However, the stronger the magic, the more Magic Power it consumes.

To have multiple clones fight simultaneously, with all their powers equal to the main body, requires an enormous amount of Magic Power, let alone if the clones use great magic, which would further increase consumption.

Such consumption, even with Morgan’s Magic Power, is hard to fully support.

With the throne’s Magic Power, it might be a different story, but without it, better to personally confront the battle, concentrating all forces.

"Without the throne’s Magic Power, Morgan, no matter how many trump cards she has, can’t use many without reservation."

"Plus, the divine spear is banned due to my agreement, Morgan now is an epic weakened version."

"I’ve tried to increase your chance of victory; if you still can’t win, I can’t help it."

Reiger muttered to himself as he watched Altoria and the others struggling in battle.

Then, Reiger withdrew his gaze, no longer watching the battle on the throne side.

He couldn’t intervene there anymore; now it’s up to Altoria and the others to perform.

As they are the protagonists, facing Morgan at her peak might not stand a chance, but facing the epic weakened Morgan, surely they’ll eventually secure victory.

Even if being overwhelmingly crushed by Morgan now, so what?

"In Orario, all adventurers are like you now, repeatedly challenging enemies stronger than themselves, achieving great feats that even deities admire?"

Challenge beings stronger than oneself, break everything in dire situations, employing every skill, technique, intellect, situational application, and all other matters to reverse the power gap between enemy and self, overcoming the strong with the weak!

Accomplishing such feats means fulfilling true adventure!

This is roughly what great achievements mean!

Thus, just as Reiger won’t oppose Ais and others’ adventures, he won’t intervene in Altoria and the others’ adventure now.

Moreover, he had other matters to attend to.

"Whoosh!"

High-speed movement activated, Reiger’s figure vanished from the sky above the royal city like teleportation, shifted to the side of the great caverns.

"As expected, you’re here."

Descending slowly from mid-air like a feather, Reiger dropped to the ground with his hands in his pockets, looking at the figure standing at the edge of the great caverns, he spoke softly.

The other did not seem surprised by Reiger’s arrival.

"I knew at this critical moment you’d surely find your way here to me."

Not turning around, he kept his back to Reiger, completely defenseless.

"I thought you’d ask me something." Watching the other’s back with interest, Reiger spoke: "Like, why am I coming to find you at such a time?"

"Haha, no need." With a cheerful laugh and an attitude that felt like a spring breeze, he straightforwardly said: "I don’t think I can hide from you, let alone you looking like you know a lot of things in advance."

"Furthermore..."

Slowly he turned around, meeting Reiger’s gaze, with a smile.

"You must’ve spotted me several times observing you secretly, eavesdropping on your conversations with others, right?"

Reiger neither denied nor confirmed, merely spoke indifferently.

"Someone like you would surely observe me secretly, wanting to know if I’ve seen through your true identity, or if I’ve informed Altoria, exposing your conspiracy."

"Therefore, even without discovering your existence, I guessed that you’d not miss any chance to watch over me, isn’t that right?"

"Oberon."

The person standing beside the great caverns before Reiger was indeed Oberon.

If Altoria and the others appeared here, seeing Oberon at this moment, they would surely be extremely surprised, wouldn’t they?

Because compared to the past Oberon, the present Oberon’s image could be described as completely transformed.

The butterfly-like multicolored wings were gone, replaced by long, thin, transparent insect-like wings, the somewhat ostentatious pure white dress vanished, replaced with black down feathers, his left hand and legs transformed like the beast-like Melusine, into black, sinister hand and feet.

The originally unreliable Fairy King now transformed into an entity exuding danger and ominous aura.

"I should still be able to call you Oberon, right?"

Reiger tentatively asked.

In everyone’s understanding, the existence named Oberon was actually a servant summoned by the land of Britain to defeat the queen Morgan ruling the Fairy Country of Britain.

He is a fairy passed down since ancient times on the island of Britain and also the Fairy King appearing in Shakespeare’s play "A Midsummer Night’s Dream".

However, the true him, naturally is not such superficial and obvious.

"I am Oberon, indeed Oberon."

The other self-proclaimed.

However, the cheery smile on his face slowly morphed into something bug-like, dangerous and evil.

"At least in my current body, there’s the ’Oberon’ spirit base."

"Of course, you can also call me by another name."

"Alberich Vortigern."