Fate/Ultimate Antagonist

[74] *****

"By the way... my dear, where is our Melusine?"

Amidst their tender intimacy, when Reinhard inquired about their daughter's whereabouts, it was not with joy nor warmth.

The witch, in an abrupt motion, tightened her embrace, causing the young man with black hair to weaken in the knees. Cradling Morgan's slender waist, Reinhard gazed into her eyes.

The witch... however, averted her gaze with a hint of guilt.

...Hm?

Could it be... she's not here?

Well, after all, Melusine must have grown up by now...

Clearly his daughter, yet seemingly much older than himself, how should one define such a relationship?

Reinhard didn't know how to confront the fact that his own daughter, Melusine, had blossomed into adulthood. Morgan's failure to bring her along made him sigh involuntarily, yet he couldn't help but miss his dear daughter.

Or perhaps...

After fifteen hundred years, the lifespan of their daughter...

....No, she was the offspring of Dragon and Fairy.

Life expectancy was nearly irrelevant, love, on the other hand, was infinite!

During their time in Londinium, Reinhard had hidden their daughter in the vast underground caverns, instructing Morgan to care for their Melusine. With the witch's abilities, there could be no oversight in finding them.

"So... what happened? You didn't find her?"

Watching the witch stammer, Reinhard felt a slight unease creeping into his heart. Yet, observing her expression, there was no hint of panic or sorrow, but rather... a subtle guilt as she pursed her lips.

"No, it's not that we didn't find her. The situation is much more complicated, hubby... Our daughter, Melusine, she... is not in this world anymore."

Not in this world.

Those words left Reinhard slightly stunned. The first thought that crossed his mind was...

Could it be his daughter getting Isekai....?

"...What exactly happened?"

Morgan held Reinhard tightly, whispering in his ear.

"...It sounds strange to say after your 'death,' but I went to the underground caverns of Londinium... where I found only the body of Albion."

"Albion?"

Reinhard recalled a lesson from the past. London, once the fortress city of Londinium, had its vast spiritual tomb underground named after Albion. It was said to be the skeleton of a Dragon, forming a massive labyrinthine space.

Filled with various curses, magical creatures, magical materials, and even fairies, the deeper one dug, the closer it came to the otherworld. Due to the continuous exploitation, massive mining towns had been built underground in London, extracting pure ether flowing from the holes in the sky.

The Spiritual Tomb of Albion, this was where the foundation and essence of the Clock Tower in London.

"Yes... when I found that Albion, its heart and skull were missing. Only a huge body remained."

Morgan reminisced about their arduous journey.

Her husband had passed away.

Their daughter had disappeared.

She, at that time, had truly been on the verge of madness.

Thus, in the Inner Sea of the Planet, she relentlessly pursued that incubus and burned his soul for eternity...