Earth's Greatest Magus

“There is no need to wait anymore, he had his chance… the power of Khaos can be yours.”

“No. I will wait for his return, no matter how long.”

“Huh!! Foolish girl! You are even more stupid than him!”

About a year had passed since Morgana started learning the Magus’s Path from the dragon Killgargah. Ever since she successfully reached rank 9, the dragon had offered her the power of Khaos and become its new champion.

However, no matter what the dragon said to persuade her, she firmly refused. The power itself was extremely tempting, but… she didn’t want to take what belonged to him.

After the Romans’ attack, she brought three powerful outsiders into the Khaos space realm. After finally finishing their interrogation, she was able to confirm the dragon’s words regarding the existence of the Magus Universe.

A vast expanse of universes. In comparison to it, the world she was currently living in was nothing more than a speck of dust, small and insignificant.

“Accept the legacy of Khaos, and those infinite universes could be within your grasp.” Again, the dragon tried to persuade her.

Such a matter was indeed nothing to scoff at. The dragon’s offer might have been accepted immediately if it were someone else, but unfortunately for him, Morgana had absolutely no interest in such things. Those universes had nothing to do with her, and she wasn’t interested in getting involved with them either.

Though… if “he” was willing to go with her, perhaps she could consider it.

“Huh!! Half-bloods and their bloodline imprints!!” the dragon harrumphed to himself, irritated.

Still, Morgana did not react.

The word “imprint” used to trouble her greatly. However, ever since the battle of Camelot, she no longer cared about whether she was still imprinted or not. She had already accepted that her life belonged to him, and she was willing to follow whatever he wished.

One year. That was the amount of time that passed before  she heard from the sisters and King Arthur. He would be back in one year.  Until he came back, she would guard what belonged to him.

…

Countless days passed, yet there was no news about him whatsoever. She was quietly waiting another day in the Khaos space when all of a sudden, Morgana sensed a faint power coming from the sky.

A small ray of hope lit up in her heart. She immediately left the Khaos space in search of him, from Venta to Camelot and down to Old Lioness. She searched the land and asked the people about recent occurrences until finally, she reached the Roman garrison.

At the old Cantiaci Palace, she learned that the year-long missing Legate had returned. Alas, she had just missed him as said person had already crossed the sea back to Rome.

It took her a few days to finally connect the dots. According to the information she received from King Arthur and Gwen, they believed that the said Legate, Julian Kaesar, went to the same place Emery did.

He managed to return in time, while Emery did not.

Anxiety crawled up Morgana’s heart. Thinking that the Roman Legate must hold the related information she needed, she was ready to cross the sea to seek an answer from the man.

However, just as she was ready to leave, her heart suddenly stopped for a second. Her eyes blurred for a moment, and she felt something warm roll down her cheeks.

When she lightly touched her face to check, she felt something moist touch her fingers.

“…Huh? Why am I…”

Her voice got stuck. Inexplicable grief choked and suffocated her, as if a huge chunk of her had just been gouged out. What used to be there was no more.

Her heart felt lighter. She felt that she was supposed to feel relieved, but she felt… lost.

“Something happened to him… what happened? I need to know, I have to…”

Morgana’s breathing became erratic. The stabbing and suffocating pain in her chest could not be ignored, and she started to lose control as her instincts took over.

Howl——!

Multiple visions of a certain dark and light wolf rushed toward her mind. These visions forced her into a state of constant trance, causing her to continuously phase in and out of her transformation.

Stubbornly resisting her urges, she pulled herself and hid deep in the forest. Until she could better control herself, she could not return to the village lest she injured anyone.

Thus, the forest became her sanctuary. She stayed there suppressing her violent instincts for weeks until all of a sudden, she felt it again.

The strong power of an outsider.

After only a moment of hesitation, she cautiously approached the source of the emanating power. When she finally got close enough, she noticed a familiar, yet slightly different scent.

“Is he finally back?  but it’s… what is it? Is he… No, it can’t be!!”

Her doubts turned into denial. As the thought of it came to her mind, her rationality quickly blurred.

Howl——!

She instantly rushed toward the smell. She could not care about anything or anyone standing in between, all she could think of was him. And she found him there, lying inside a strange box.

Her bloodshot eyes turned to the person watching behind her, the person who brought him here.

“You… WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!?”

HOWWLLL!!!!

At that moment, all hell broke loose as she completely lost control of herself. She could not remember anything else apart from a violent fight, one that she lost.

The next thing she knew, she woke up in a familiar hut.

“Sister Morgana, you are awake!” an equally-familiar voice entered her ears.

“…Glita.”

Soon, more people came into the room. The sisters, the chief, and a stranger. She recognized that the young woman was whom she fought against not long ago, and she felt somehow relieved when she saw that the stranger was unharmed.

However, she quickly remembered the body she saw in the strange box.

Suppressing her panic, Morgana looked toward the stranger and said almost pleadingly, “Please tell me, what happened to him?”

Klea thought for a moment. Being restricted from talking about the events in the Magus Universe prevented her from talking about the details. Still, she explained the gist of it to the best of her abilities and told Morgana how she believed that his soul was still trapped inside.

She then said “I am unable to enter the space. I need to take his body to whoever is inside, and I am hoping that the esteemed being can help him.”

Hearing this, Morgana tried her best to clear her head and stay conscious despite the tearing pain in her head. With a determined light in her eyes, she looked at the young woman in front of her.

“I can do that for you, let’s go!”