Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 158 - : The Albion Spirit Cave

"People believe in me, and I will strive not to let them down...

However, thinking that I will never see this scenery again from now on makes me feel a bit lonely."

Artoria gazed at Camelot and Britain.

Having to leave the homeland she had stayed in for decades, this island carried many of her memories.

Just the thought of leaving forever.

Unavoidably made one feel a bit sad.

"That's true, but the future will bring new scenery, and it certainly won't be worse than now. We cannot abandon the past; what we can choose is to remember it. In that case, even if we leave, we can still recall the feelings in our hearts at this moment."

"Once again, you've taught me a lesson, Moran. No matter how long it's been, I will always need you like this..."

Artoria's words revealed a sense of attachment and reluctance.

There was no further discussion on the deeper matters.

Heading to the Inner Sea of the Planet was indeed a way for Britain to continue its existence, but it still returned to that critical question.

Moran did not guarantee his own survival.

She had never heard Moran say this.

At this moment, filled with affection, they all wanted to keep sadness from breaking the atmosphere.

There was no need for excessive words anymore.

Just by Artoria slightly lifting her cheek, Moran understood the intention behind her action.

Tears streamed down the woman's face.

Then, they moistened her lips.

With those moist lips, she offered a kiss, as if trying hard to keep her beloved in this castle.

The night was still quite long.

Not just him, the other women shared the same feelings; they would cherish this moment together.

[King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table Set Out on Their Journey]

[They led the soldiers to organize the supplies needed for the expedition and immediately headed towards the Albion Spirit Cave]

[First, the Knights of the Round Table and the soldiers cleared the way]

[Although you possess the records of Albion and can find the safest path in the Spirit Cave]

[That is only for you]

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[The path you see as the safest is as dangerous for mortals as climbing a sheer cliff]

[Not only is the terrain extremely treacherous]

[The nearly two-kilometer-long Albion dragon skeleton is scattered in various places throughout this layer]

[The Spirit Cave contains many magical bodies that are almost impossible to find on the ground, such as dragon scales and teeth, and the corpses of hydra larvae. These are treasures for magi]

[However, for ordinary people]

[These treasures are almost fully formed toxic substances; improper contact could lead to instant death]

[Thus, the Knights of the Round Table need to scout the path]

"Ah—what a familiar scent, it's so refreshing! I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time~~."

Moran breathed in the air of the Spirit Cave.

It was filled with ether that was absent from the surface.

Perhaps it was because they were starting to approach the essence of Albion, but he felt the pain he was enduring had lessened considerably.

"Refreshing? It's hard for us to feel that way; the magical power in this air is too strong... it's a bit subtle..."

Kay breathed in the air at the bottom of the Spirit Cave.

He was a divine descendant in terms of physique, but having not been in such an environment for a long time, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Strong is good! I always thought Britain was too stuffy; this place is much more comfortable!"

Mordred was as cheerful as Moran.

She also felt invigorated.

[You and the Round Table members arrived underground]

[This was about 15 kilometers below the surface, and this layer would later be designated as the Great Magic Circuit]

[The first ten kilometers of this layer are not dangerous]

[At most, there are magical beasts; with your release of Albion's aura, they wouldn't dare approach the marching army]

[The terrain in this layer doesn't change much]

[If you follow the route you devised, even ordinary people can descend smoothly]

[As for the journey from 10 kilometers to 40 kilometers]

[This layer is filled with enormous magic circuits, remnants of the Albion dragon skeleton]

[Human efforts cannot damage it]

[No magecraft can harm it]

[Without you, as the incarnation of Albion, guiding the way, others would find it impossible to move in this Spirit Cave]

[This area is also home to many divine fantasy species]

[They left many Knights of the Round Table dumbfounded, but fortunately, your released aura still had an effect]

[Otherwise, they would likely face a fierce battle]

[Although the Albion Spirit Cave is said to be underground, in reality, it is an independent otherworld]

[The strongest dragon's skeleton has completely transformed it]

[Turning it into a magical realm akin to another dimension]

[At each node, there are different terrains—such as lush jungles, snow-covered ice fields, flowing lava, acid rivers dissolving the ground, and thunderous hills, etc...]

[This is a spectacle unimaginable on the surface]

[Seeing the stunned expressions of the Round Table members, you couldn't help but show a faint smile]

[If you were to tell them this is just the tip of the iceberg of Albion]

[I wonder what they would think?]

[The route you devised allowed the Round Table to traverse these nodes, and the losses throughout the process were quite minimal]

[So small that they could almost be ignored]

[In this level, it's not just a risk of getting lost; if someone else were careless, they might not even understand how they died]

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... I was really careless! There was such a fierce beast!?"

Lancelot groaned, holding his sore back.

On the other side, Gawain also looked quite disheveled.

"In this Spirit Cave, I can't receive the sun's blessing; what's hanging in the sky is definitely not the sun! No, this is underground; having a sun would be strange, right!?"

"Haha, that's a fire-elemental spirit. I've told you guys not to run around carelessly. Look, if I hadn't stepped in, that divine beast-level three-headed dog wouldn't be so easy to deal with."

Moran teased, arms crossed.

The Knights of the Round Table were all impatient people.

Not to mention, they loved adventure.

Seeing the various wondrous sights of Albion, it was no surprise that their curiosity was piqued.

The knights had experienced countless adventures on the surface.

They believed this would be just as easy.

However, who would have thought that they would encounter a three-headed, six-eyed divine beast right away, leaving Lancelot and Gawain disoriented?

This divine beast was powerful and had the advantage of terrain.

If Moran hadn't intervened, they might have met their end here.