Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

"Okay! I understand your attitude! I will not accept such a rude child of prophecy! Please go back! I will not tell you the location of the prophecy bell of such a violent maniac!"

"If you think about it carefully, the Riddler is not that unforgivable."

Guinevere suddenly grabbed Artoria and signaled her to stop. Seeing this, Grim finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this little girl was the one who had the most fun beating people up just now.

"Okay, okay, let me be honest, it's not what I want from the Riddler. There are some things that if you knew about in advance, it would be very troublesome in terms of timeline or sequence... It might not be that troublesome, after all, time and space are such ambiguous things, and if there are any inconsistencies, they will probably be forcibly corrected."

"But, believe me, it's okay for heroic spirits, but for humans, it's not a good thing to encounter the correction of time and space. Your memory may be confused, and some things that originally happened will become conscious for you. A hazy dream that will be completely forgotten once you wake up."

"So you'd better stop asking, it's for your own good, really."

"...Is that so?"

Guinevere was thoughtful, but finally accepted the statement and did not ask any more questions.

"In that case, let's end the digression here. Through the previous confrontation, I have confirmed the identity of the Son of Prophecy. Please allow me to introduce myself again."

Slightly relieved, Grim said again:

"I am Sage Grim. My real name is Cu Chulainn. I am a heroic spirit from the history of meta-humanity. But please don't call me by this name. The output of your spirit base will plummet."

"The previous generation 6000 years ago was the god Odin. In order to help the previous generation Paradise Fairy, he attached himself to a fairy and assisted as a pseudo-server. Now I am Odin's agent and have been assigned to him since a year ago. I was summoned here to be a night watchman - but now that you are here, it means that I can finally show off my skills."

"Heroic spirits, spirit bases, gods, Odin... although there are many unfamiliar terms, but from what you mean, we will be partners from now on, right? Nice to meet you!"

Artoria said hello to Grim seriously.

"Oh, that's a really good reaction. The little girl is very straightforward."

In response, Grim showed a rather cheerful smile.

...As expected of Artoria, she obviously doesn't understand so many things, but she can accept it so calmly.

In front of the screen, looking at this scene, "Guinevere" shook his head with a wry smile.

However, it was only then that he finally noticed the appearance of the place he arrived in the simulation.

At the end of the silver-covered coast, the gray and silent seawater extends to the end of the sight, and it seems that islands covered with heavy snow can be seen in the distance.

However, now, the warm, silver-covered city that once stood here has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the empty wreckage, which still seems to be telling something.

...Unexpectedly, there is always an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

"Guinevere? What happened? Are you okay?"

When he reacted, he was already surrounded by the caring eyes of his companions.

He was still a little confused about this:

"I'm fine? What's wrong?"

"But...why have you been crying since the beginning?"

Guinevere was stunned.

However, not only was he in the simulation, but he raised his hand in reality, only to find that his face had also been wet with tears since he didn't know when.

But why?

There was obviously no reason, and he didn't feel sad, but he couldn't stop crying.

On the other side, Arturia also showed a confused expression.

Out of concern for Guinevere, she wanted to use her fairy eyes to observe Guinevere's condition again, and wanted to know if he was afraid that everyone would worry about what he was hiding.

But, I can't see it.

[You suddenly realize that your fairy eyes cannot see through Guinevere's thoughts. 】

The fairy eyes that she couldn't close even if she wanted to in the past, causing her extreme pain, now failed when she really needed them, on the only person she wanted to understand.

"what happened?"

what happened?Why do fairy eyes have no effect on Guinevere?

"Artoria" widened her eyes in astonishment.

However, no one will answer their questions, but the simulation continues.

[After standing still for a long time, your inexplicable tears finally stopped. 】

[Artoria was worried about your physical condition and suggested resting where you are, but you refused. 】

"Well, now that we have rested, we will not continue to stir up trouble. Are you here to ring the prophecy bell? In this case, leave the job of leading the way to me. From now on, you can safely use me as a combat force. handle."

[Then, Sage Grim will lead you to the Bell of Prophecy as a guide. 】

[Sage Grim has joined the team. 】

"Look, there must be a collapsed castle over there. There is a bell hall on the roof platform of the castle."

As they walked, Grim said:

"Be careful, when the fog comes, there will be a special barrier inside. Even though we seem to be very close to the Bell-ringing Hall, there is a cave inside."

[As you continue to move forward, a strange thick fog hits you, completely surrounding you. 】

"In the barrier, many shadow followers will come to test you. Those guys are the undead, the children of the previous generation's prophecy, and the afterimages of the savior and the heroes who followed her. They must be defeated to reach the collision. Bell Hall.”

"So that's it," Guinevere suddenly realized, "Speaking of it this way, I did meet a similar Goblin Dead Lord before in Norwich."

"However, the Fairy Death Lord we encountered at that time was very weak and could be easily dismissed."

While carefully observing Guinevere's condition, Artoria tried to liven up the atmosphere and put on a slight smile on her face:

"Now that Grim has joined us, it will be easier for us to fight."

"Ha, ha ha ha ha!"

However, after hearing her words, Grim suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Um, what's wrong? Is there anything funny?" Arturia was stunned.

"Nothing, I just find it interesting that young people are not afraid of tigers when they are newborns." Grimm smiled mysteriously, "Want to guess why I am staying here?"

"Why?" Percival asked subconsciously.

"The difficulty of the previous test seems to be too high. I want to help you reduce the intensity as much as possible, at least to a level where you can pass."

"Helping you successfully pass the test ahead, this is the reason why I stay here."

"Okay, you probably won't feel it even if I stress it now, just follow me and move on."

After listening to Grim's riddles again, Guinevere was thoughtful.

Even he knew that the savior, Ash, was Queen Morgan's name in the fairy calendar.

Is it because Morgan was too strong as the savior that Grimm took things so seriously?

[As you advance, many undead-like shadows appear one after another in the fog, testing you. 】

[Although each of their shadows is very strong, and some of them are not even as powerful as Percival, but with the joint efforts of all of you, you quickly defeated those shadow followers and continued to move forward. 】

[Soon, you reached the end of the stairs and were about to reach the Bell Ringing Hall at the top. 】

[At the end of the stairs, a door of fog that is far denser than the surroundings blocks the front. 】

"Okay, we are almost here. Before facing the final battle, you all gather here first, and I will give you a blessing."

With that said, Grim took out a small bell from his arms, and then, when everyone gathered around, he raised the small bell and shook it gently.

Then, as the bell rang, a faint glow appeared on several people, like a small flame that lingered for a long time.

"What is this? It feels a bit like magic...but if you look closely, it seems to be a completely different system?" Artoria asked.

"Even if you ask that, I don't know very well." Grim shook his head slightly, "This is part of the message left behind by the previous generation. It seems to be some kind of advanced magic. It is also the first time for me to use it. As for the effect... ....After receiving fatal damage, time can be immediately reversed, allowing the subject to escape death once."

"Wow! That's amazing!" Looking at Guinevere secretly, Artoria pretended to be amazed again, "Rewinding time... Can magic even do such a thing? It's amazing - what do you think Guinevere?"

"Huh?" Guinevere was stunned and nodded blankly, "Yeah, it's amazing..."

"There are so many things that magic can do, little girl, there's nothing to be surprised about. Doesn't Morgan also have the water mirror magic that can cross space at will?"

He said this, but seeing Artoria's exclamation, Grimm was obviously very impressed:

"However, after all, this is a magic left over from the previous generation. That guy is also the main god of the generation, so it is normal for him to have some weird magic."

"emmmmmmm..."

However, looking at Grimm's sullen look, Guinevere looked at the extremely dense fog door next to him, at the bell in Grimm's hand, and then at the "flame" on his body. I always feel an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"Anyway, this is really a very powerful magic." Percival also nodded and praised at this moment, "With your help, it is far better than thousands of troops."

"Huh huh huh, although this magic is indeed very powerful, what Grim just said is still a bit too belittling."

At this time, Redela Bit couldn't help but complain:

"You are obviously pretending to be an old-timer, saying that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, scaring us that the battle ahead will be very difficult, but in fact, the shadows we met before are nothing special, right?"

"Ha ha."

However, in response, Grim just shook his head slightly:

"No big deal? That's true. After all, those guys just now are not even appetizers."

"Don't get me wrong about my intention of performing this life-saving magic on you. I will perform this magic on you here for only one reason."

"That means there is a high probability that you will encounter a situation that is 'enough to cause death'."

"The next couple is the real difficulty."

"After all, they are a perverted couple that even Grimm, the former Lord God, shook his head just looking at them."

"Couple?" Percival suddenly remembered something, "Wait a minute, since you said that one of them is the son of the prophecy of the previous generation and the former savior... Then, could the other one be... ..”

"Just as you guessed."

Grim laughed, reached into the fog door, and waved it away:

"Come on, it's time to face the legend that even the Lord God admires, everyone."

"The last and strongest human knight in the fairy history, the blade that belongs only to the Rain Witch. The shadow that remains in the world is just ahead."

"His name is - Knight of Ash, Uther."

Chapter 70 Witch and Knight

As the fog door dissipated, everyone stepped into the open space at the top of the bell-ringing hall.

At the end of the open space, the shadow of a certain girl was holding a staff, looking up at the big clock above her head, and beside her, the shadow of a certain knight was silently waiting for her.

Compared with the shadows of the past that they encountered before, the girl's shadow seemed to be much more blurry. When everyone looked at it, the only thing they felt was that her silhouette seemed to be somewhat similar to Artoria. However, considering that they are both fairies from paradise, it is natural that they would be similar.

On the other hand, the shadow waiting for her on the other side was much more solid than hers. It was even so solid that everyone could see his clothes clearly——

The exquisitely crafted mithril armor is covered with the finest dark blue silk, with unknown complex patterns tattooed on it. The leather armor worn on the shoulders and waist is inlaid with various gemstones, and the materials are extremely luxurious. , even the wrist armor and boots are each embedded with a pair of gems.

Compared with his luxurious armor, the knight's sword and shield are not inferior. The drop-shaped shield he carries on his back is also made entirely of mithril, with a blue gem embedded on the shield. .

As for the long sword at his waist, it is even more exaggerated. At a glance, the hilt and the end of the sword body seem to be a large gem connected together. It is obviously an extremely excellent magic catalyst, constantly exuding gleaming light. The blue light is filled with rich magic power fluctuations.

However, for some reason, Guinevere suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw his armor and weapons.

It seemed that he had seen the same armor and weapons somewhere before.

However, now it was too late for him to slowly think about the source of the familiarity. As they stepped forward, the shadows of the witch and the knight were alarmed. The witch slowly turned around, and the hand holding the staff also slowed down. Tighten slowly.

As for the knight, the long jeweled sword on his waist had already been unsheathed, and he and his master were quickly approaching the crowd.

At that moment when the long sword was unsheathed, a silent pressure pressed on everyone's heart. Even the air seemed to become a little thicker, making everyone's breathing become heavier.

"I'll be the bait!"

After saying these words, Redela rushed forward to meet him.

Although it was very dissatisfied with Grim for belittling them at the stairs, it never relaxed its vigilance for the test ahead.At the same time, it is also because as a beast, it has a keener sense of crisis. Because of this, it can more clearly perceive what kind of monster the human in front is.

Therefore, at this time, it rushed forward without hesitation, picked up the sword, and used all its strength to slash at the oncoming knight.

Someone must test out his strength and fighting style first!And I am the most rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so it is natural for me to do it——Eh?

A brilliant light and shadow suddenly lit up in front of the knight, and the next moment, the knight's shadow had disappeared without a trace.

Then, the sound of the sword entering the flesh and Guinevere's anxious roar sounded at the same time: