Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

Then, after recalling the extremely painful memory from before, Guinevere's body trembled unconsciously.

He slowly covered his face with his hands that were shaking like chaff, and then his vocal cords finally started to work again:

"——Ah, ah ah..."

Terrible, terrible, so terrible, so terrible, such a memory is so terrible, such pain, how can it be so painful, why is it like this, it hurts, so terrible, it hurts——

Disorganized thoughts were wandering in his mind, but in the end they all pointed to the same emotion:

--fear.

Then, fear and joy filled my heart.

Thank you for not drawing the memory belonging to "Knight of the Star Chasing".

Just the memory of being burned by skyfire once is already so terrifying. If it were replaced by a hundred thousand deaths...

If that's the case, then the personality named Guinevere will definitely be annihilated.

It was just a battle that did not give back any tactile sensation at the time, and was just a visual and auditory stimulation. After a hundred thousand times, it was already a prison experience that would drive people crazy, and if every one of them died, If the painful feeling at that time is also added...

Just thinking about it for a moment made Guinevere shudder.

It’s no wonder that the Holy Sword of Salvation can be sublimated into a heroic spirit. The gap between him and Guinevere in reality is really too big.

Because in reality, he doesn't share any pain, he just forces his way through it from the angle of a gamer...

But the guy in the simulation was really fighting, wandering between life and death every second. His nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and his eyes were stinging with sweat. Under such circumstances, facing the situation directly would bring The blade of the heart-breaking pain.

What's that...what's that!Just thinking about it makes me shudder!

How could it possibly survive?

If Guinevere didn't regard this as a simple game, he would never be able to survive it. How could anyone do it like him in the simulation, enduring such pain over and over again as if nothing was wrong? Start over?

It wasn't until this moment that he finally realized that the so-called salvation was not something like sitting at home and clicking on a simulator, playing house.

In a real sense, it is a heavy matter that requires one to bet on one's life and future, and must be carried out with awareness.

At this moment, the door of his residence was suddenly knocked hard, and then, an impatient voice came from outside:

"Hey, Guinevere, what's going on with you guy? How long has it been? Why haven't you come out to patrol yet? Are you still sleeping in, you bastard?!"

Until long after the voice finished cursing, Guinevere was still sitting there in a daze, not coming back to his senses.

Then, because he didn't get any response, the voice outside murmured to himself again:

"What's going on? That kid has gone out? I can't stand it. Where has this newcomer gone? Lady Aurora is so kind and mercifully gave a guy like him a place to live, but she still dares to miss work? It's really unforgivable. .”

Then, the voice from the guard leader quickly faded away.

"—"

It was only then that Guinevere finally walked out of the previous simulation that was like a dream.

Yes, why should he consider saving the world?

Is it his turn to consider something so full of hardship and suffering, so grand and remarkable, something only done by true heroes?

He was just a humble city guard in Salisbury.

What bothers him now is how to deal with the furious team leader.

——Ah, no.

After scanning the packed luggage not far away, Guinevere quickly revised it in his mind:

What troubles him now is how, as a humble city guard, he can survive after offending the lord of New Darlington, the goblin knight Tristan.

...It’s so uncomfortable.

Really uncomfortable.

It was clear that in the simulation not long ago, he was the King of Britain, a legend among legends, and the savior of the Fairy Kingdom. But when he suddenly returned to reality, he turned into that little town guard who was worthless.

——No, correct it again.

He is an ordinary little town guard who realizes his own insignificance and fragility, and the huge gap between him and a real hero.

Such a huge gap made him so sad that he wanted to vomit.

After sitting there stupidly for a few seconds, Guinevere suddenly got up.

Although it was uncomfortable, it was not the time to feel sorry for himself. He had to be ready to run away, and finally check to see if there was anything he missed when he just packed his luggage.

With this in mind, he quickly walked around the room, scanned it once, and then returned to the bedside table.

"...I really want to eat pocky."

After taking a long biscuit from there and holding it in his mouth, Guinevere murmured while packing the remaining biscuits into his luggage.

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing good about traveling into this world. Before traveling through time, he was just an ordinary house worker. After traveling through time, he was still just an ordinary guard.

Mediocre people are mediocre wherever they go.

In this case, it is better to stay in the previous life where you can eat pocky.

Then, when Guinevere put away the biscuit in despair, his eyes suddenly touched something originally placed next to the biscuit.

It was a metal badge engraved with a strange pattern.

It's hard to describe what the pattern on the badge looks like at the moment. If I must say it, it looks like a chrysanthemum growing out three tentacles of different lengths. Except for the short tentacle, the other two tentacles look like It's like two question marks.

It's like some messy ghost painting.

"I haven't thrown this thing away yet..."

Picking up the badge from the table, Guinevere looked at it a few more times.

This badge was a gadget he found on the ground next to him when he woke up after time travel. He didn’t know what it was for. Guinevere thought it was a gadget at first. Either it's like Han Tianzun's little bottle or Xiao Yandi's ring, or it's the golden finger that he, a time traveler, was born with.

However, he has been carrying this broken badge for more than a month, but he has not found out what use it is. Even if he went to the treasure appraisers in the city to see it, they would only shake their heads and say that it is a piece of jewelry without any trace of it. The magic power fluctuates in tatters.

Guinevere certainly didn't believe it at first, but now that he has received the real golden finger, his thoughts can't help but waver.

Could it be that this thing was really a piece of junk that was thrown carelessly in the wild, and then happened to fall next to it when I traveled through it?

After thinking about it, Guinevere shook his head again and put the badge away.

Although this thing seems useless, and he doesn't know why, whenever he sees this badge, he will feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart, but this means that it is indeed extraordinary.

Regardless of whether it is an awesome item or not, it is definitely a good thing to carry around, and it is not heavy anyway.

However, the action of packing up and running away was interrupted by the discovery of the badge. At this moment, another thought emerged in Guinevere's mind:

"Speaking of which, I feel that in the last simulation, when I met Yao Cui later, she didn't seem to have any obvious hostility towards me. Looking at the conversation after that, I have been assassinated more than 1000 times, and she was... You have never assassinated me... Is it unnecessary for me to run away like this now?"

After all, although Yao Cui kills people without batting an eyelid, judging from her intelligence, she is not a scheming character at all. She can't hide her dissatisfaction with anyone. She is a simple-minded guy who can be seen, and she did not show any obvious hostility towards herself during the entire fourth simulation...

Doesn't she actually have an emulator?

As soon as such a conjecture emerged, it was immediately rejected by Guinevere.

No, no, no matter what, Yao Cui attacked Beryl at the beginning of the fourth simulation and started to chase Beryl. His behavior was too abnormal. In the third simulation, she died. They are all in the same group as Beryl. Obviously, she will directly fall out with Beryl in the fourth simulation, which shows that she must have participated in the previous simulations.

If this is the case, does that mean that she might, maybe, not be that hostile to him?

It was impossible for her not to take it seriously when she beat her up in the third simulation. In other words, it was because of her outstanding actions in the fourth simulation that her impression of herself was significantly improved?

The more Guinevere thought about this possibility, the more plausible it became. He even said that he saved her life from Beryl in the fourth simulation.

That...put it this way, based on the current hatred level she has with her, no matter how you think about it, it is definitely impossible for her to come all the way from New Darlington to Salisbury to cause trouble for her. Right?

If that's the case, does that mean he doesn't have to run away?

Thinking of this, Guinevere suddenly felt relaxed and lay down directly on the side, then fell on the bed.

There is a sense of relief that the big stone in my heart has finally fallen to the ground.

"...But why do I always feel like I've forgotten something?"

After lying on the bed for two seconds, Guinevere suddenly jumped up:

"Fuck! Artoria is the Salisbury who has been here these past few days, right?!"

My work schedule has become too chaotic recently, because the time I wake up and rest every day is not fixed, the time I rest every day is not fixed, the time for eating is not fixed, the intervals are not fixed, and even how many times I eat every day is not fixed. Meals are not fixed, and my disordered eating schedule has led to some poor health recently, so I want to take a day off and try to adjust my schedule again.

I hope I can stick with it for a few more days after adjusting my schedule this time.

Chapter 96 Now I have to run away

"Hello, may I ask, do you know a man named Guinevere? He should be a guard of Salisbury like you."

"Don't you know him? That's right. He seems to have just arrived in Salisbury not long ago. It's normal that he doesn't know him. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll go find someone else to ask. "

"Do you know him? That's great. Where is he on duty? I have something to ask him..."

"Eh? You ask what it is... Well, this is his lover, ah, no, it's his quasi-lover... This statement seems too narcissistic, even if there is a His admirers would like to meet him."

"Um, didn't he come to work today? That's a pity. I'm sorry to bother you..."

It sucks, it really sucks.

Holding the Staff of Choice tightly, Arturia looked around Salisbury for the guards and asked about Guinevere's whereabouts.

Because she was too obsessed with the story that was progressing in the illusory dreamland, she didn't sleep all night. It wasn't until the sun was about to rise that she reluctantly lay down because of the maintenance of the simulator - and ended up falling asleep as a matter of course. Overdone.

When she finally woke up, it was already past noon and approaching afternoon.

This kind of start has never happened before. It would be too bad if you miss the encounter with Guinevere because of this kind of thing!

That might be the most important turning point in her short life of more than ten years!She had done so many wrong things in a confused way before, but this was the only thing she couldn't miss no matter what!

Thinking like this, Arturia didn't even bother to tidy up her appearance, and hurriedly packed up her luggage and rushed to Salisbury.

However, nothing was found.

Different from what happened in so many simulations, this time Arturia did not find Guinevere on duty in Salisbury.

Without any time to think about it, Arturia, who was in a hurry, immediately tried to find ways to remedy the situation, but at this moment, she suddenly heard something muttered by the guard just now.

"Wait, what did you just say? A waste like him is really worthy of such a waste goblin... Take back what you just said! I won't object if you call me a waste, but I won't allow anyone to slander me. he!"

Arturia quickly turned back and glared at the guard.

Speaking of which, in the fourth simulation, she also caused a commotion after beating up the Salisbury guards, and Guinevere hurried over. In that case, why not make a good fuss this time!

Thinking of this, Artoria was eager to try the staff in her hand, ready to give the guard a hard slap at any time.

"A mere country goblin really dares to say that, so I'll say it! That guy Guinevere is a waste——"

Just as she was speaking in the middle of her words, Artoria's staff was suddenly drawn out, knocking the guard back and causing his face to become swollen.

The ridicule of his colleagues came from one side. It was obvious that the others had no intention of helping this guy named Todd and were just watching his jokes.

"Are you looking for death?!"

The guard jumped up from the ground and was about to draw his sword with a ferocious look on his face.

Seeing that Arturia was about to fight with the guard, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pressed the guard's shoulder. Then, a young man's face came over:

"Oh, isn't this Todd? Why is his face swollen? What happened? Calm down, calm down, don't be impulsive!"

Hearing this, the guard wanted to get angry, but when he saw the person's face clearly, he immediately put out his fire:

"Oberon? Are you free to come to Salisbury?"

"I'm just here to have a cup of afternoon tea with Aurora. She said before that she wanted to hear some interesting things. Am I not helping her collect them? Or do you want something that makes you look like a clown being beaten by a little girl? Be part of her fun today?”

With Oberon's intervention, and the fact that he was flying the banner of Aurora, the guard could only suppress his anger, and returned dejectedly, covering his swollen face under the mocking eyes of his colleagues. own position.

Then, Oberon turned his attention back to Artoria:

"Well, you are really reckless. The first thing you did when you came to Salisbury was to beat up the guards. Should I say that you are energetic or should I say that you act recklessly like a wild boar... Do you want to Going to war with Salisbury, Son of the Prophecy?”

As soon as she saw Oberon, Artoria shrank her neck subconsciously and defended in a low voice:

"But, but, Oberon, he is speaking ill of Guinevere."

"Uh, so, who is Guinevere?" Oberon asked in surprise.

"--what."

Only then did Artoria suddenly realize that the person in front of her was not Oberon, whom she had become so familiar with in many simulations.

In reality, they were still in a state of not knowing each other...at least on the surface, and Oberon didn't know Guinevere at all.