After leaving Cardiff Airport by car.
Moran temporarily buried the matter of the decreased divine concentration in Britain deep in his heart.
Although he had his suspicions.
Since he hadn't returned to Britain for a long time, it was difficult to make a judgment immediately. He could wait until he reconnected with Britain later to investigate in detail.
Through the car window, he saw tourists parked outside the airport; they were foreign visitors coming to explore Britain.
Moran couldn't help but think of things before coming to Britain.
Once the first king of Britain, he now had to fill out an entry application for others, which felt quite subtle.
Until now, most of the citizens of Britain,
They all believed that the first king had not died.
The citizens wove the deeds of the first king into epics, passed down through ancient Gaelic and Welsh. It can be said that they almost regarded the first king as a kind of faith.
"Mordred, I've read the materials on Einzbern, and if I remember correctly, you are the third king of the Unified Dynasty period in Britain, right? From this, it means… Moran is…"
"That's right, Father is the first king. By the way, Irisviel, did you just realize this now?"
"Um…"
Irisviel was momentarily at a loss for words.
In fact, she also found it strange.
She should have connected Moran's past identity the moment she learned Mordred's true name.
However, she only realized it now.
"There's no need to pay too much attention to my identity; I am who I am, and there won't be too many changes. My past as a king has already ended."
Moran didn't want Irisviel to think too much about it.
He had only recently let the simulation cover reality.
If Irisviel noticed this sense of incongruity, it would only add unnecessary confusion for her.
"So… is everything in your stories true, Teacher?"
"And! Killing the dragon! And defeating the Romans!"
Rin and Sakura blinked their big, watery eyes.
They were practically wearing the word "curious" on their faces.
"Well… that's true."
Moran paused before answering.
The two girls' gazes were too intense; he really didn't want to let them lose the expectation in their eyes.
"Hmm, don't be scared! Compared to the stories and legends circulating in modern Britain, I find them too conservative. Those Saxons didn't have any fierce battles with Father! They were clearly swept away~! And those ignorant Romans!"
"Oh oh…!"
Mordred vividly told stories.
Rin and Sakura listened attentively, and with each story, their eyes sparkled with admiration.
It made Moran feel a bit embarrassed.
Mordred was almost turning his past into a myth; in fact, it wasn't too far from the truth.
Then, even Irisviel became a loyal listener.
Only Moran felt awkward.
All the way, he listened to the girls chatting.
They became more and more excited as they talked.
Mordred's admiration filter successfully infected the three, completely expressing their affection for Moran through their actions.
As for Moran on this side—
He didn't insert himself into the girls' conversation.
"I haven't seen any magical beasts along the way, but I can sense their presence. Is it a specific area that has been isolated to separate it from the human world, allowing it to distinguish from people's living areas?"
Moran was observing the outside world of Britain.
Human technological development cannot coexist with magical beasts, so adopting a zoning control system like this is one way.
It is estimated that this was a governance method devised by the island's rulers in modern times.
What he felt the most upon arriving in modern Britain was the change of times; many novel things had appeared.
He witnessed the development and progress of Britain.
This point did not disappoint.
The car stopped after driving to a highland in the wilderness.
Next, they would have to rely on walking.
Moran didn't come to Wales just for sightseeing; he had his own destination in mind.
The car was driven to this place under instructions.
The driver was controlled by Moran through suggestion.
"This place is…"
Mordred's expression was somewhat unnatural.
She immediately recognized where this was.
The warm breeze that didn't fit the winter rustled the branches and leaves, and beautiful flowers bloomed in the fields.
There was no trace of modernity here.
Everything seemed wrapped in a dreamlike color, with only a small path in the woods extending into the distance.
"Let's go."
Moran took the lead and walked forward.
Iris and the Tohsaka sisters closely followed behind.
They seemed to be captivated by the breathtaking scenery.
In a daze, Rin saw a beautiful butterfly flitting among the flowers, and she instinctively reached out her hand.
This beautiful scene was enchanting.
It felt as if they had unknowingly forgotten everything in the world.
"Rin, stay close, don't get too lost in the view."
"Eh… Teacher… What's wrong with me?"
Rin was caught by Moran, who grabbed her shoulder.
That pair of lifeless eyes once again sparkled with light.
It was clear that she had fallen under an illusion.
"There are many barriers and traps here that isolate the outside world; the entire space has been transformed into another realm. What you just saw was the illusion. If an ordinary magus encountered what you just did, they would probably be left with nothing but bones."
Moran's words were also directed at Sakura.
He had no intention of scaring them.
"Teacher… How can it be so dangerous… It looks so beautiful… Where exactly is this place?"
"Hmm… This is a graveyard…"
Moran hesitated for a few seconds before answering.
At the same time, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
The Tohsaka sisters, who had been immersed in the beautiful scenery, shivered slightly, and even Iris felt a bit uneasy.
Who would have thought such a beautiful place would turn out to be a graveyard?
"Let's keep going. You can't enter by relying on teleportation magecraft; this place has been specifically set up with such defensive measures. Rin, Sakura, just treat this as training. I won't help you."
Moran continued walking ahead.
Although it was just a small step forward, it felt anything but simple.
Rin and Sakura tried to catch up with Moran.
However, they found that they couldn't close the distance at all.
This was a different realm where even the concept of space was blurred; it seemed like Moran had only taken one step, but in reality, he had covered hundreds of meters.
They had to rely on their own efforts to walk.