Well, tomorrow is going to be the honoring of the new Knight.

I still haven't met them or heard their name. Personally, I didn't mind waiting until they announced their addition to the seats of the Round Table. That left me with some time to relax.

And by relax, I meant leaving the puppet body at night when everyone went to sleep so that I can go back to my real body.

"Urgh, still feels weird to do it for a while no matter how many times I try getting used to it," I groaned as I stretched around in my real body, enjoying the lack of any actual physical feeling. "This job sure is taking a while, but at least it's not as dull as I thought," I created a fire ball and started juggling it around out of boredom. "Hmm... I wonder how much I should change? Should I try preventing the fall of Camelot?" I wondered.

Camelot's fall didn't truly have any negative impact on either Alaya or Gaia, but they never told me to interfere or let it happen, so I guess I'm free to do as I see fit. I could either keep watching from the sidelines and let it burn, or try my best to prevent it from being destroyed.

Realistically speaking, Camelot will fall eventually, even if it didn't happen in Artoria's rulership. It'll either fade with time or be turned to a different kingdom because of change in rulership.

Then again, realistically, a being like me shouldn't exist, so who cares?

I still don't believe it's my place to save Camelot for Artoria, mainly because I don't think she'll want that. She worked hard to build that kingdom, so I don't think she'll appreciate me cutting in and finishing the job for her because 'I know better'.

That just sounds egotistical and narcissistic.

"Guess I'll keep guiding Artoria to be a better king and see what happens later," I stated as I extinguished the fireball.

I hate to admit it, but I guess Odin was right. If a land is going to survive a fated destruction, it'll have to do it by itself, at least in certain situations.

"Wait...," I stopped my train of thoughts as I realised something. "How long was I here?"

Realising that I was probably in the Empty Bridge for quite some time just walking around, I went back to my puppet body to see what time is it, and hopefully not miss the honoring of the new Knight.

When I opened the eyes of the puppet body, I was treated to... something.

The puppet body was in my room, like I remember it. But, what I don't remember is that it was filled with Artoria, Bedivere, Kay, Gawain, and Merlin, all looking at me with utterly shocked expressions. The Mage of Flowers was right besides me and was in the middle of casting a spell before I sat up and looked at him in confusion.

"What the hell are you all doing?" I asked.

"You're alive!?" Artoria exclaimed.

I just stared at them in confusion. "Uh... Yeah, what's going on?" I asked.

Third POV: A Few Moments Ago

Artoria walked through the halls of the castle, headed to her throne room after having breakfast to oversee the preparations for the new Knight's honoring.

She was followed by Lancelot, Gawain, Kay, and Merlin. Bedivere had went to check on Zack for no one saw him before, during, or after breakfast.

Just as she was thinking of Bedivere, he came running, a look of dread on his face. "Sir Bedivere? Is there-"

"Your majesty, Sir Zachary is dead!" Bedivere's statement caused shock to spread between the king and her knights. "I found him unmoving in his room. He was not breathing nor did he have a pulse!"

"Let's go!" Artoria dashed forward, her knights following as she ran through the halls and towards Zack's room.

As soon as they ran into his room, they found Zack's body laying sprayed on the bed, looking like it was thrown there, and he gave no reaction to them entering.

Gawain stepped forward before placing his hand on Zack's chest and remaining still for a moment. "Sir Bedivere is right. He's dead."

"What caused this?" Artoria asked and the Knight of the sun immediately began checking on the body.

"There's no sign of any wounds," Gawain commented, clicking his tongue. "Was he poisoned?"

"Could it have been a form of Mage-craft?" Bedivere asked, turning to Merlin.

"There is a number of possible spells and curses that could do this, but I'll have to check," Merlin stated, stepping closer to the body.

"Sir Lancelot, alert the guards!" Artoria turned to Lancelot and began giving orders. "Have them search every corner of the castle! Tell Agravain to station scouts at every gate of the city. No one leaves the city until told otherwise!"

Lancelot nodded and ran out of the room. Meanwhile, Merlin was checking over Zack's body for any sign of Mage-craft or curses that may have done this.

"How can this happen under your watch, Merlin," Gawain asked, turning a disapproving look at the Mage.

"Not a single one of my alarm spells have been triggered and I saw for a fact that no one got in or out of their room last night," Merlin replied, placing a hand on his chin. "Perhaps Morgan placed some form of timing curse? Or a trigger? But I don't see a sign of either and-"

He was cut off when Zack's body moved. Sitting up, Zack looked at the other occupants of the room with confusion.

First POV: Zack. Present.

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I heard the explanation. This was all a huge misunderstanding and, honestly, I feel like I'm the one to blame for not preparing against it.

"Okay, sorry for giving you all a scare like that, but I'm completely fine," I said as I got off the bed and stretched. "See? What you guys saw was just... how I sleep."

"You had no pulse nor were you breathing," Gawain countered, still looking shocked and confused.

"And? You humans need that stuff. Let's not pretend you believed I was human," I replied, looking at him with a deadpan glare.

"Oh, thank goodness," Bedivere sighed, placing his hand on his chest. "I must say, sir Zachary, you gave us quite the fright."

"Yeah, again, sorry about that," I apologised before turning to Artoria. "Anyway, don't you have a party to prepare? I want to meet this new knight already."