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Fate/Ultimate Antagonist

If you like this fanfiction, you will definitely like our other fanfiction, so feel free to visit our profile to read our new fanfiction: [Fate/Magus Path] --- Getting Isekai'd to another world is indeed awesome, especially embarking on an adventure as a hero to defeat the Demon King, who turns out to be a woman, and making her part of your harem. It is truly the dream of millions of people hoping to be Isekai'd to another world. If Reinhard were to get Isekai'd like that, he might smile for the rest of his life. However, fate has other plans for him, as he becomes the unfortunate isekai victim, landing in the rabbit hole known as the moonlit world. With numerous psychopaths roaming around to fulfill their dreams, he must strive to defend his small life in this chaotic world, especially when the world is set to last only another decade. Fortunately, luck from nine generations of his family comes to his aid in critical moments. Finally, he gets help to secure his small life: [Ding!] "Eh? Has my help finally arrived?" [Congratulations, Host! You have been chosen as the host of the Antagonist Simulator System!] "Finally! Fina-... wait... What do you mean by Antagonist? Shouldn't it just be a Simulator without an Antagonist?" [As the name suggests, the Antagonist Simulator System is specifically designed for individuals with high aspirations to become antagonists, and you have been selected to be the Ultimate Antagonist! Congratulations, Host!] "Huh? Ultimate Antagonist? Wtf? How does someone as gentle as me fit as the ultimate antagonist?" [Not so.] [Host, you undoubtedly possess a strong motivation, clear plans, firm will, undisclosed secrets, outstanding execution, remarkable personality charm, and the determination to subvert the world.] [Undoubtedly, you are the perfect candidate for the ultimate antagonist.] WTF? ... [You were borns as the son of the King Vortigern.] [You pulled out the sword from the stone but inserted it back, and the sword emitted a resounding mournful cry] [You promoted agriculture, popularized education, abolished nobility, knights scorned you as the ominous son of the disaster-bringing white dragon] [You sacrificed Vortigern, gathered the remaining flames of the remnant age of gods, and launched the final assault towards the inner sea of the planet] [Your wife and daughter died at the hands of Ares] . . . [You set the Olympus Temple ablaze] "Oh? Looks like my adventure won't be boring."

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[11] The Silver Star Guiding the Way

[In the 21st century, such magnificent and lush landscapes are nowhere to be found.]

[Evidently, bathed in this nature filled with true ether, even ordinary plants have astonishing growth compared to the future.]

[You carefully gather fruits from various plants, preparing for your research project.]

[Wearing a cloak made of leaves and woven shoes from hemp, you drink morning dew and eat wild fruits for sustenance.]

[When hungry, you fill your stomach with grass fruits, and when thirsty, you drink from mountain springs, resting against the branches of ancient trees when tired.]

[You long-lost experience the refreshing feeling of freedom.]

[Whether it's the exam-oriented education of your past life or the busy life in the clock tower, this is a comfort you've never experienced before.]

[Wandering through the mountains and waters, as the ultimate life form, everything in the vast land of Britannia is as familiar to you as a fish in water.]

[In this life reminiscent of freedom, you complete your initial research in the forest.]

[To further collect seeds of various crops, your footsteps gradually extend to the surrounding towns and villages.]

[However, what you see and hear makes you slightly shocked...]

[Bathed in the abundant true ether of the era age of gods, it's not just plants that thrive in this age.]

[Various beasts, fairies, and even phantasmal species frequently appear on this land.]

[Humans are not the only primates in this nature, the era is flourishing with all kinds of life.]

[However... whether it's a chaotic era or a prosperous one, the hardships of the common people remain the same.]

[The iron cavalry of the petty king has never swept into these peaceful towns and villages.]

[Yet, using the pretext of wartime mobilization, the residents of this area not only suffer from the lord's harsh taxation but also often face raids from bandits and robbers.]

[Tax officials sent by the lord appear imposing when collecting food and troops, but the protective guards, who should defend the residents, are always nowhere to be found during bandit attacks, often arriving late after the looting is over...]

[The knights of those noble families always uphold humility and compassion as virtues, and perhaps engaging in activities like hunting down bandits sounds too vulgar, tarnishing the glory passed down through generations.]

[You see many people in the towns and villages with yellow and thin faces, some even barely clothed and hungry. Despite living in a glorious age with abundant resources compared to the future, it seems filling one's stomach has become a luxury for the people...]

[Most people silently endure this rule of reality, considering it a natural part of their lives.]

[But you, who have experienced the modern political education system, understand the essence of its operation, all the bloody capital accumulation comes from the exploitation of surplus human value.]

[Without disparities, artificial disparities must be created. To forever lack a sense of security is to forever be a slave.]

[After all, how can the wealth of a few be highlighted without the poverty of the majority?]

[Knight. Knights...]

[These hypocritical, conflicting, and dirty things, riding under them are not a thousand miles of swift horses but the blood and sweat of the people, draped over them are not luxurious armor but the piled-up bones of the commoners.]

[You give a few wild fruits to the beggars who ask for help, silently watching them tearfully grateful.]

[You can't help but think of the sorrowful lament from ancient ages. Although it is only six short words, it fully expresses the true essence of the rise and fall of empires.]

[Rise, people suffer. Fall, people suffer.]

[Suffering...]

[As expected, all these tragedies are blamed on the faults of Vortigern.]

[For the lords in high positions, the despicable dragon is an extremely useful excuse. The more chaotic the situation, the easier it is to plunder on a large scale, and as for the lives of the people, who really cares about them?]

[Facing this scene of internal and external troubles...]

[You sigh softly and start accepting various dangerous tasks in the town, tasks that are considered dangerous for knights, demanding only various crop seeds as rewards.]

[You venture deep alone and eliminate the bandits lurking nearby. The retaliatory bandits are killed by you to the point of chilling, no longer daring to appear and disturb.]

[Ferocious beasts, upon sensing your presence, become as tame as household pets, and even the one-eyed giant falls under the sword of your seamless shadows.]

[Soon, the residents in the surrounding areas hear about a charming and strange young knight traveling nearby, with exceptional skills but only symbolically accepting a few bags of barley seeds as a reward.]

[Requests for your assistance become overwhelming.]

[For the truly needy, you spare no effort in helping, however, for the various invitations and banquets that follow one after another, you don't even bother to reply to the refusal.]

[Ironically, despite repeatedly emphasizing that you are not some so-called knight, people still spread rumors that you may be a hidden descendant of a knight, praising you for possessing the noble virtues of humility, compassion, and justice.]

[If they knew your true identity, you wonder what expressions they would show. Just thinking about that scene makes you find it quite amusing.]

[With the accumulation of achievements under your sword, the magical creatures you tame and subdue also grow more and more.]

[Your fame gradually rises, and the towns and villages around start spreading the tale of a silver-haired young knight with a graceful figure, calling you the 'Silver Star Guiding the Way.']

[Rumors about this silver-haired young knight, charming as if stepping out of a painting, with a charm comparable to divine crafts, spread far and wide. People praise your enchanting charm that makes hearts flutter.]

[Beautiful young ladies from deep within their chambers, not caring about being covered in mud, choose to wait for you by the fields where you often appear. Even lords want to marry their daughters to you, hoping to gain your favor.]

[Can't deny it... it's quite satisfying to be so attractive.]

[However...]

[Whenever those noble ladies throw silky, flirtatious glances at you, a cold and dark aura always floats not far behind you. Needless to say, it's Morgan, who is clearly jealous.]

[This tsundere cousin of yours will never let you go out alone. Just to cater to her little thoughts, you continue to pretend not to notice her care along the way.]

[Naturally, how can these rouge and powder compare to Morgan? Just on the basis of wearing white silk, they lose to black silk suspenders by too much!]

[To get rid of these meaningless and vulgar pursuits...]

[You use the giant's magic core as material, carving out a pair of exquisite rings shimmering with a dark luster. You slowly wear the one engraved with Morgan name on your ring finger.]

[The ring on the ring finger symbolizes a faithful engagement.]

[In this way, you unilaterally swear sovereignty over the witch through this method.]

[To avoid harassment, this is an unavoidable solution. You think, Morgan shouldn't blame you, right?]

[She looking at you carefully packaging the other ring.]

[While hearing you muttering something like "far worse than my Morgan at home."]

[In your perception, it seems that the witch shyly escapes.]