Creation: I Am Azathoth

On the grass in the palace courtyard, sparks flickered beside Elizabeth.

A space door slowly opened.

A man carrying a lantern, wearing a hood, and exuding a gloomy aura walked out of the space door.

His name is Jayce, and he is the night watchman of the arctic port of Hogwarts.

Behind the Night's Watch was the Head of the Hogwarts Student Council - Potter.

The night watchman came this time to follow Mr. Dumbledore's instructions to prevent the spread of the disaster.

And Potter is both a Chinese and a student of the Night's Watch.

This time out, Potter took the initiative to apply to the night watchman to participate.

"Potter!"

Elizabeth recognized Potter.

Every student who can go to Hogwarts to study is entitled to be received by the royal family.

Before becoming queen, Elizabeth, who was only a princess, received Potter.

Potter looked at the bloodstains and heads all around, and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked with concern:

"Your Majesty, are you all right?"

Elizabeth shook her head and replied:

"fine."

"Prince Jerome used disaster to launch a coup, but his plot has been crushed."

"Just now, I sentenced him to death."

Hearing this, Potter's eyes dimmed a little, and his eyes skipped over Jerome's headless corpse not far away.

"I always thought... Mr. Jerome was a very nice gentleman..."

Potter murmured slightly, and then shifted his gaze to Artoria.

When Potter saw Artoria holding the Avalon scabbard in her hand, and the sword inserted into the scabbard with the hilt exposed, her breathing was a little short.

As the head of the Hogwarts Student Union, Potter has access to a lot of secret information, including the Avalon scabbard.

[Night Watchman·Jiais] nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice as always:

"Long time no see, respected King of Knights.

Arturia had no words, she chose to remain silent.

Elizabeth and Potter's eyes widened at the night watchman's words.

Potter stared at Artoria, at her beautiful face.

The whole person had an expression of shocking my mother, and stood there dumbfounded, a certain inherent world view gradually collapsed..

But Elizabeth, who had been prepared for this, was shocked that the man in black in front of her knew King Arthur.

Judging from the "long time no see" greetings, hasn't the black-robed man in front of him lived at least nearly a thousand years?

Artoria looked past the night watchman, looked at the golden flames that burst out occasionally in the darkness shrouded in mist and dark clouds in the distance, and asked:

"Can't you deal with that monster?"

The night watchman shook his head and sighed:

"That's a sea monster made of resentment."

"As long as it keeps killing and devouring human souls, it will be immortal."

"[Flame Red Dragon Hebrew]'s Fierce Flame quickly burned its limbs, but its powerful vitality is recovering these injuries.

"It can't die, but the pain is there."

"Under this inhuman torture, the breeding of resentment is equally rapid."

"That's why the Sea Demon went berserk, far stronger than the moment it just appeared.

Hearing this, Elizabeth anxiously asked:

"And what about my people? What happened to them?"

The animal skin lantern carried by the night watchman shook, and replied:

"There are still quite a few people still in the danger zone."

"With the strength of Hebrew and me alone, there is no way to directly destroy the sea monster, so I came here to ask for help.

The Night's Watch is not the manager of the Combat Department.

He is the guide, the candle that glows in the dark.

Not the sun that burns the sea.

Elizabeth showed some doubts, and whispered:

"Help, but here..."

The next moment, as if she had thought of something, she shifted her gaze to Arturia who was holding a sword.

The night watchman also stared at Artoria, and said in a low voice:

"If you want to kill that sea monster, you must have the power to kill it with one blow until not a single piece of flesh and blood remains."

"I seek enlightenment from Mr. Dumbledore."

"He told me that you have such a treasure on your body."

Elizabeth anxiously turned her head to look at Artoria, wishing to say:

"Your Majesty the King of Knights..."

Arturia drew out the sword of the vowed victory, and Avalon disappeared into brilliance.

With both hands on the handle of the sword, with the tip of the sword facing the sky, she said solemnly:

"I have made an oath to become the sword in your hand before the contract ends."

"You only need to give an order, and my sword [will clear away all obstacles for you!"

Listening to Arturia's words that gave people an incomparably safe feeling, watching her sassy posture.

Elizabeth's eyes widened, her heart stalled slightly.

But soon, she blushed and said excitedly to Artoria:

"Then please destroy that monster and save the people of Britain!"

Artoria smiled slightly.

"As you wish."

Between the buildings in the outer city, a sea of ​​terrifying flesh squirmed.

Its whole body is waving countless tentacles, exuding a disgusting smell mixed with the smell of burnt meat.

Between the seams of the flesh, there are many sabu that are tearing their hair and biting their fingers, and their bodies are obvious.

They kept roaring and whispering in their mouths:

"No, it's weird."

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Absolutely wrong."

"It hurts!"

"It's so hot!"

"Big lizard... 400... how rude! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Loyal, industrious, meaningless..."

"Die, die, die, die!"

People ran and screamed in terror.

There is death and killing everywhere.

"Baby! My baby!"

A woman cried heart-piercingly in the crowd, trying to run back against the crowd.

But in any case can not squeeze back.

On the ground not far from her, a baby was crying loudly.

Weak and helpless.

The baby fell during the escape just now, and no one in the crowd chose to pick it up.

Rather, it is lucky that the baby was not trampled to death.

A kind-hearted man noticed the scene in front of him, gritted his teeth and ran over quickly.

But in the next second, a tentacle thicker than a fist instantly pierced his chest, ending his life.

The other tentacle rushed to the baby who was still in swaddling on the ground.

"Baby!"

The woman roared heart-piercingly.

"boom!"

—The tentacles snapped off, and under the woman's dull eyes, a blue and silver figure appeared in front of her.

It's Arturia!

She holds the holy sword tightly in her right hand and holds the crying baby in her left hand.

She firmly believes that both are equally noble. .