"Let's talk about the truth behind this Fairy Britain," Aoko smiled as she spoke to the fairies seated around the round table in a room of Salisbury Cathedral. "I'll tell you what I know and offer my advice, but whether you accept it or not is up to you."
"What... do you mean?" Upon hearing Aoko's words, Toneriko's heart skipped a beat, as if the person before her was about to say something she couldn't accept.
"This isn't your first time going through all this, is it?" Aoko said patiently. "You've experienced the history where the fairies you saved turned on you, where you were killed, where Fairy Britain was utterly destroyed. That's why you're now able to access the memories of the Pan-Human History Morgan."
Toneriko's eyes widened at Aoko's words, she sat in shock. Ector and Totorot beside her watched worriedly, while Grimr remained as calm as ever—clearly, Odin had foreseen all of this. Meanwhile, Pepe didn't understand Toneriko's situation, so he did not react. Instead, Artoria wore a thoughtful expression.
"...You're right," Toneriko replied with a bitter smile. "In the previous cycle where I died, the Pan-Human History's Morgan was summoned about 2,400 years ago. She transferred her memories to the current me. Strictly speaking, this me is not the same fairy as the one who failed before," she said, thinking carefully as she spoke to everyone present. "But by analyzing the Pan-Human History's Heroic Spirit summoning and spiritron transfer systems, Morgan was able to pass on the memories of the previous cycle's me, along with her own, to the current me. That allowed me to adopt this strategy and form the Round Table Alliance."
"To be honest, I'm already very tired," Toneriko said wearily. "After realizing how much the fairies of Fairy Britain hated me, a Paradise Fairy, I chose to enter the coffin and sleep every time after driving away disaster, to avoid being hunted by the fairies and only awaken when the next calamity arrived."
"I no longer have much obsession with saving humans or fairies," Toneriko said softly. "If you ask why, it's because I've already done everything I could. Uther and the Round Table Alliance are my last attempt. If I fail again this time, I..."
"You'll draw the magical energy from the Fantasy Tree and turn Fairy Britain into a Lostbelt?" Aoko interrupted her decisively. "It's a good idea, but your execution is lacking, and your intelligence gathering is insufficient."
"...What do you mean?" Toneriko asked, looking at Aoko in confusion.
"Let me ask you, what is your true purpose in clinging to salvation?" Aoko asked calmly. "Is it to save the kind fairies you know, to save the pitiable human rejects, or to save this land itself?"
"...What does that have to do with my plan's chances of success?"
"It determines what result you'll get," Aoko replied. "Every choice leads to a completely different ending. As the wielder of the Fourth Magic, I can see the future and outcomes of this world—I can guarantee you that."
"So, you're saying there will be an accident at this coronation, and my plan will fail?" Toneriko asked, her voice trembling, as if it took a lot of courage to say this.
"Of course," Aoko smiled coldly and mockingly. "You can't possibly believe that just with the anger of these short-lived fools, you can solve the deep-rooted flaws of the British fairies once and for all? I think you know better than me what those who are dissatisfied with the Alliance among the fairies will do."
"We've... we've prepared for everything!" Toneriko said fiercely, gritting her teeth. "Any fairy who dares attack the coronation will be defeated!"
"You still don't understand," Aoko shook her head. "The malice of fairies doesn't always show on the surface. When they want to hurt you, they're always creative about it."
Toneriko fell silent. Deep down, she knew Aoko was right, but emotionally she couldn't accept it. She was just too tired; she didn't want to imagine what would happen if something went wrong at the coronation and the Alliance failed.
"The world of the Lostbelt is unstable," Aoko continued, "which is why you can, to some extent, rewrite history. Because even if you change the fate of these remnants resting at the bottom of the Imaginary Number Sea, the world doesn't have the strength to correct you anymore."
"But this leads to a problem," Aoko said. "Every time you change history, trying to steer Fairy Britain toward a better future in your mind, this barely-existent, drifting world in the Imaginary Sea uses up even more of its energy, drawing closer to its inevitable destruction."
"...I understand," Toneriko said with a wry smile. "So, if Uther fails again this time, I'll use the tree's power. Even if all the fairies and humans die, it doesn't matter anymore."
"Even if Ector and Totorot die, it doesn't matter?" Aoko pressed sharply. "Let me tell you the truth—why you are doomed to fail."
"With Morgan's memories, you should know that in the correct history, there's a vast world beyond Britain," Aoko explained. "But Fairy Britain does not. Do you know why?"
"Because the fairies became negligent," Aoko said with a cruel smile. "Twelve thousand years ago, the original six fairies should have fulfilled their duty, forged the Star Holy Sword, repelled the White Giant, and saved the world."
"But in the branch of history for Fairy Britain, those six fairies abandoned forging the Holy Sword for their amusement, which led to the destruction of all the land—including Britain itself—and left only the Void Sea in existence."
Everyone present held their breath. Except for Grimr, who remained with his usual ambiguous smile, everyone else—including Toneriko—was shocked by this revelation.
"As you suspected, those six fairies are the ancestors of today's six great clans."
"This is the original sin of the six great fairy clans of Fairy Britain, and also the root of their hatred for Paradise Fairies," Aoko said, staring into Toneriko's eyes. "To them, every Paradise Fairy is a punishment from the Star's Inner Sea, a question posed by this planet itself. But fairies who love freedom and play will never want to bear such a burden—except for the Rain Clan, who adopted you, Toneriko."