The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

Even more stable and peaceful happiness than Orkney County.

It's not about being self-styled and depressing people's hearts-that is the peace of mind obtained by making people lose their desires.

Rather, it is full of vitality, thriving, and all things that are competing for growth, such happiness that is joyful due to endeavor, and full of vitality in pursuit of a better life.

People are laughing.

The king of this country is said to be a very bad person.

Bad enough to make people laugh?

Of course Fujimaru Tachika could tell whether these smiles were fake or sincere.

Neat streets, row upon row of houses, markets selling a wide variety of dazzling food, tools and clothing.

The carefully sewn clothes that people wear, the sound of literacy in the school

, Book printing with poor quality but has begun to show its scale.

And the fields of golden wheat swaying in the wind, brilliant in the distance.

If people's laughter can be invited to enhance the atmosphere, but what about the spirit of a country?

How this is something that can be faked.

Fujimaru Tachika watched everything silently.

Matthew beside her was also dazed.

The purple-haired girl's pupils reflected something called happiness.

That was something she had never understood since she was born as a cyborg, before meeting her seniors.

Never before had so many things called happiness reflected in her pupils that were about to overflow.

No drums, no music.

just laugh

.

It sounds like one of the most comforting songs.

Behind Arturia, the faces of the knights on horseback were ugly and gloomy.

Most of them are of noble origin.

Seeing civilians living well is even more uncomfortable than seeing them living poorly.

Civilians, shouldn't all pay tribute submissively?

Our own country is fine, but these people in the enemy's country, under the shadow of the son of the dragon, how can they still live so happily?

By what

Why would life be happier without the governance of the nobility.

This picture filled their empty hearts with resentment.

The original slander against Artoria has never ceased in the Celtic Kingdom since the aristocracy was disintegrated.

How can it be a king's virtue to follow the enemy's government?

The nobles who had become ministers did not dare to reprimand their king, but they never stopped stigmatizing the regent across the sea.

Because, he was the chief culprit who set off all these disasters and let himself be ransacked.

The nobles cursed and slandered him, hoping that he would go to hell!

Best of all, his country goes to hell too!

And let those cheering civilians here, take a look, what is the end of the rule without nobles.

Now they see it.

This is what happens.

——The opponent's country is better governed than your own country!

Looking at the farm tools made of fine iron that are placed in every household.

In the past, only nobles had such equipment for fine iron, not to mention who would use precious iron to make agricultural tools.

Isn't this reckless?

These tools, if forged into weapons

The vitality contained in this made the knights feel palpitations.

Only now did the knights understand how wise their king's decision was - if they didn't follow suit, their country would have been thrown far away into the dustbin of history by the enemy.

But how can the knights accept, how can they admit

——to accept the fact that you are a piece of historical trash

Compared to the impotent rage of the knights.

The Master of Chaldea was thinking about the deepest question.

Salary king, butcher, tyrant.

Accused by thousands of people, reviled by thousands of people

What kind of person is this so-called "son of the white dragon with an unknown calamity"?

His exploits are clear, and his reputation is full of infamy.

Like a perfect king, he established this perfect kingdom on earth.

His governance has given the people happiness and peace of mind, but now under Vortigern's command, he seems to be subverting and destroying the world again.

contradiction.

Life and death, reincarnation is endless, like an endless spiral of contradictory people.

really curious

In Fujimaru Tachika's heart, endless curiosity about that name also emerged correspondingly.

Such a character who has never met before but can feel its infinite charm, can't help but remind her of a magician in reality who only met a few times.

"Alvin Pendragon."

The red-haired girl looked at the sky and murmured.

"What kind of person are you?"

I don't know how deep it is under the ground, in the caves full of roots.

The fluorescent light flowing in Treebeard became weaker than it was three years ago.

Su Shu stared at the picture with iron-gray eyes, and then his eyelids drooped slightly.

His body also slowly squatted down accordingly, looking up at the petite and lovely silver-haired girl in front of him.

"Meliuzina, you have always been very good."

While stroking his daughter's silver hair, he smiled softly.

"—you're a good boy, aren't you?"

"Yes! I am a good boy! Dad!"

Meluzina blinked her eyes, nodded her head vigorously, and bouncing around, her gaze slowly began to look around.

"Where is this place, Dad, it's so beautiful and dark"

"Here is the basement of our house, a hide-and-seek place."

The silver-haired youth spoke in a young voice, and immediately heard the innocent voice of his daughter.

"Dad, are you leaving?"

Su Shu was silent for a moment.

A wry smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, my mother is away on business.

"And Dad, I'm going to take care of Grandpa.

"You have to stay here alone for a while, and all your favorite food will be prepared for you. Here, if you are hungry or thirsty, remember to eat at any time.

"I know you're afraid of being alone, aren't you afraid of the shadow, Meluzina, but don't be afraid, because the shadow is Papa.

"As always, my lovely Melyuzzina

"It's a game of peek-a-boo. Did you understand Papa?"

Looking at the father with drooping eyelids in front of him.

Meluzina blinked her blue eyes.

She nodded her head vigorously, but she was just playing hide and seek, her ability to hide and seek is the best!

"Whatever you do, don't go out. Whatever you feel

If you feel any vibrations, hear any noises, don't go out, Meluzina, mother will come to pick you up. "

"Mom is here to pick me up, how about you, Dad?"

However, there is no answer.

as usual.

Before playing peek-a-boo, Dad hugged her and made a booing gesture to her.

Melyuzzina ran away quietly.

In the last hug, the warmth gradually disappeared, just like the figure of my father gradually disappearing.

She crouched in the darkness holding her breath, and the deep shadow enveloped her whole body, but this time, Meluzina didn't feel afraid.

Because, Dad said.

The shadow is him.

Meluzina curled up in the shadows.

It seemed that he was still curled up in his father's warm embrace.

"Fifteen days have passed, and King Arthur's army is about to crush the city."

"You have already evacuated all the soldiers and all the residents in Lentinium."

"This city, once the most prosperous city under your rule, is now as quiet as a dead city."

"Numbers are meaningless. Looking at the entire island, only you can shoulder the responsibility of guarding Vortigern."

"You stood silently at the top of this magnificent castle in Lundinium. It is clearly daytime, but there seems to be a shadow like a flame wandering around you."

"Over the top of the city, there is a layer of slow-flowing, spiral-like, strange clouds. It is a celestial omen that the Holy Lance is about to be projected."

"You lightly held down the hilt of the Eternal Night Ember with both hands, unreservedly launched the light bite of the ultimate creature."

"In an instant."

"Daylight is eaten by you."

"The thick and colorful day is instantly transformed into a deep and eternal night."

"The dark night sky enveloped the entire sky of Londinium. You have completely changed the sky of this fortress city by yourself. Londinium has ushered in the silence and tranquility like an eternal night."

"When the sun hangs high, all things grow."

"Everything in Britain still seems to be thriving."

"However, no matter how blazing the sun is, no matter how bright the sun is, it cannot penetrate the shadow of the son of the dragon that hangs over this city."

"The city of eternal night spiral is also the final battlefield."