The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

——Can’t retreat!

This was the only thought in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind at this moment.

——Can’t retreat!

Her feet moved first, and as her left foot took a step forward, she moved her upper body and reached out towards the blurry figure in front of her.

Her palm was indeed grasping something, like a submarine that had finally emerged from the deep sea, and the pressure from all directions disappeared at that moment.

--boom!

The sound of a broken mirror echoed faintly, and the scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.

Looking up, her heart almost stopped beating. Her hands grasped the puppet Arthur's lower ribs.

But the next moment, her eyes were blinded by the shining yellow light.

"Master!"

This was Minanako's cry, but Fujimaru Ritsuka was no longer able to respond.

She didn't know whether it was the light of the Holy Sword or the light of the Holy Grail that occupied her entire field of vision in the end.

……

"Master."

"sorry."

“This is not over yet.”

On the seventh day of the parade, everything went as planned and the Holy Grail was recovered successfully.

It is very uncomfortable to read this volume. It is recommended to save it and read it after finishing this volume.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 227: The Mirror Fairy

2023-07-29

The deeper you get into the forest, the denser the trees on both sides become, and the narrower the path becomes.

This is already deep in the fairyland, a deadly area that ordinary people cannot set foot in.

The guide had changed from Caster to Lancelot without anyone noticing. Lanmarok had completely lost her function, and now she was protecting Fujimaru Ritsuka while sitting on the horse together.

The high-backed warhorse was very steady, even in the primitive forest with tangled tree roots, it was still not bumpy at all. But this was the first time for Fujimaru Ritsuka to ride a warhorse, and she was still a little nervous. Because she was often troubled by nightmares at night, she was afraid that she would fall off the horse, so she was holding the horse's neck tightly with both hands and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Suddenly, the white horse snorted, shook its head and stopped moving forward.

"Sorry, I think I hugged you too tight..."

Subconsciously, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought that she had made the white horse uncomfortable, and she opened her mouth to apologize but was interrupted by Ranmaroku who raised his hand.

"This child is not so precious." Lanmarok looked straight ahead, and she grabbed the bright silver spear in the air.

"Don't get excited, Lanmarok."

Caster turned around and glanced at Lanmarok, then spoke to comfort him, "It's normal to encounter fairies here. We are the intruders."

Unlike the outer areas, the high-level goblins in the deep forest will not retreat on their own initiative.

There are many fairies out there who just want to get closer and find out what's going on because it's so interesting.

Even though he was trying to comfort Lanmarok, Caster's hand hidden under his sleeve had already secretly grabbed the magic notebook.

The trees on both sides seemed to come alive and spread out to the sides. The empty and monotonous scenery in front of me, which was originally blocked by the trees, suddenly changed. The bright and open scenery was dazzling.

A lake so wide that one can't see the end reflects the white light from the sky towards the outside of the forest, and at the junction of the lake and the forest, the wriggling tree roots leap upward and form a wooden curtain.

"Don't be nervous, visitors from the human domain."

The sound seemed to come from this vast lake area. Although no figure was seen, the sound was heard clearly by everyone.

Lancelot leaned closer to Caster and explained in a low voice: "The body of the Mirror Fairy has merged into this lake."

"I know why you are here, a stranger from a foreign land. Please come in and have a chat. That way I can judge whether you are worthy of help."

The tree roots spread out to both sides, gradually leaving a small space that was big enough for one person to pass through.

Caster frowned, and in the causal line she expressed to Fujimaru Ritsuka her intention to let her go first.

But just as Caster took a few steps closer, countless sharp spikes suddenly emerged from both sides of the tree roots, and the jagged spikes intertwined with each other to seal the small space tightly.

"What do you mean?"

Caster raised her head and questioned the lake in the distance. Her hand also came out from her sleeves, revealing a magic notebook that instantly lowered the atmosphere to freezing point.

"Rain Fairy, I didn't invite you."

"Heh." Caster sneered, and she did not correct the Mirror Fairy's misname for her. She raised her head with a cold look in her eyes: "I can't leave Fujimaru to you alone."

Just as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew up from the lake, and the cold wind tugged at Caster's robe, making it rustle.

"You think I can't do anything to you."

A golden light rose from the magic notebook. She could catch the previous generation of Rain Fairy and was not afraid of the Mirror Fairy.

"I won't do anything to the child. If you are worried, you can ask someone to protect her, but you can't come in."

Fairies from different clans complement and interfere with each other, this is a consensus in the fairy domain.

Caster's half-step back was considered a compromise - they were the ones seeking help, and it was not easy to get such a concession.

Moreover, she can only be considered a deterrent if she stays on the periphery of the Mirror Fairy's territory.

Caster turned her head and looked past Lancelot to Lanmaroc. Lanmaroc's eyes met hers and he nodded at Caster.

"give it to me."

Lanmarok squeezed the horse's belly, and the white horse walked forward, enduring the discomfort caused by the fairy.

The protruding wooden thorns on the tree roots retracted inward, and at the same time the wooden curtain expanded slightly outward again, allowing the white horse to pass through.

As the white horse passed through the wooden curtain, a thin layer of mist suddenly rose above the lake, shrouding the figures of the two people in a hazy ambience.

Caster watched as Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ranmaroku disappeared completely in the mist, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

She finally sighed, and the book in her hand turned into a magical light spot and melted into the wind. She turned her head and met Lancelot's gaze. She tilted her head in confusion: "You seem to have something to say to me."

Her tone lacked any questioning elements, and carried a tone of unquestionable certainty.

"You seem to have a good relationship with Miss Lanmarok."

"Not really... just two poor women dressed as men who share the same suffering."

"So what kind of person am I in the original course of history?"

Lancelot spoke with his ulterior motive. He felt Caster's surprised gaze and scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly: "Because Lanmaroc has been telling him the story of the Knights of the Round Table in recent days, which made me a little curious."

"You? After I retired, you became the first knight, and then..." Caster hesitated and couldn't continue.

"Please go ahead. I can't understand why I am being treated specially. According to Miss Lanmarok, I am the only Knight of the Round Table who was rejected from your other dream."

The silence was a little long this time, but fortunately Caster finally spoke.

"The other me, that guy, just thought that if I continued to use you, you would be a little too pathetic."

……

White mist filled around Fujimaru Ritsuka, making her feel as if she were in a dream.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in my face, dispelling some of the mist. I could finally make out some blurry shadows amidst the whiteness.

"Master."

Lanmarok pushed aside the layers of mist and rushed to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side. Her horse was forced to spiritize the moment it entered the mist, and she was relieved when she grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm again.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also breathed a sigh of relief without changing her expression. Just as she was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, she caught a glimpse of a vague figure vaguely reflected in the mist in front of her.

The figure approached Fujimaru Ritsuka and finally stopped in front of the two of them. But the face under the hazy black hair was unclear, as if covered with a veil. But Fujimaru Ritsuka was absolutely sure that it was the Mirror Fairy.

"The latecomer." The Mirror Fairy spoke, and her voice echoed like shattered glass in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears: "You are exactly as predicted in the prophecy."

For a moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know how to respond, and could only stare at the blurry figure in front of him with his mouth open.

But fortunately, the Mirror Fairy didn't want to hear her answer: "I am looking forward to the tour between you and the Rain Fairy. In order to let this story continue, I don't mind pointing out the way for you. However, if we just follow the script set by the Rain Fairy, the ending will be a bit disappointing. Therefore, I need you to get out of her preset track."

"First, how much do you know about the Rain Fairy, your first companion on this tour?"

Before you criticize me, think about it. What if this loophole is a foreshadowing I wrote on purpose?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 228: Scene : The Heartless Fairy Longs for Love

2023-07-29

She was like a lonely snow hiding in the shadow, which would quickly melt away once it got close to the sun.

In order to better help him, she merged herself with the elves and transformed her body into a strange creature that was neither human nor inhuman just to break the upper limit of human magic storage.

For his ideal Camelot, she gave up studying forbidden techniques and used the snake scales of the "black dragon" to create a magic puppet. The ferocious knight puppet, combined with the powerful force that could tear apart the battlefield, successfully supported the deterrence of the [First Knight of Camelot]. And she, as a girl who followed the [First Knight] from morning to night, was naturally regarded as the First Knight's sister.

She didn't mind being the sister of the First Knight. This identity would bring her one step closer to her dream of marrying Arthur.

But when she was eagerly looking forward to her marriage with Arthur, what she waited for was the news that King Arthur was about to marry the prophesied "ideal Queen Guinevere".

She was angry and asked Arthur why he married this useless woman!

She got Arthur's answer that the marriage was just a pretense, and she would be the one he would spend his life with when the country was stable.

That was enough, and she felt relieved of some of her worries.

She was recalled to the capital and took over the position of the national master Merlin, but bad news kept coming. The princess' sister Morgan came to her with a baby boy, hoping that she could help raise Arthur and her sister's child.

Her head felt like it had been hit hard, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in her ears. Arthur broke his promise again.

Anger and resentment filled her heart. She pressed Arthur down on the bed. If Morgan could do it, why couldn't she? But Arthur resisted her with a firmness she had never seen before.

——"No, Minako, at least not now. I must become the perfect king to satisfy the fantasies of my people."

She did not reveal to Arthur that she already knew about his affair with Morgan. She endured everything quietly, just as she had always done.

She sneered in her heart as she watched Arthur sincerely promise her that he and Guinevere had always been respectful to each other.

——She is the only one who is not accepted as a half-elf, right?

But who am I doing all this for, and why am I falling into this state?

Dominated by hatred, she lay dormant like a poisonous snake, waiting for the opportunity to show her fangs. Finally, she waited for the opportunity for revenge - she keenly noticed that Guinevere looked at Lancelot, the first knight of the Round Table, with a different look.

The witch, whose body was dominated by anger, saw the opportunity. She used magic to induce Lancelot and Guinevere to have a tryst, and leaked the news to Agrawien, who was known for his strictness. Everything was under her control, except that Lancelot actually broke out from the heavy encirclement, but that was no longer important.

It would be a severe blow to King Arthur's reputation if his queen had an affair with his most trusted subordinate.

But she was discovered after all. Morgan and Merlin, the two old women, accurately captured her location, and her execution would wash away the king's shame.

In front of the execution platform, King Arthur personally saw her off. She caught a glimpse of the reluctance in the man's eyes and felt nauseous.

She actually fell in love with such a man before.

Before she died, she heard the man whispering, "Why do you do this? If you just wait..."

Mercy before death? She doesn't need it.

"I need passion, I need passionate love! Not your lifeless response! Not your ambiguous love!"

Her madness, her distortion, her resentment, her curse, and her infamy will be passed down along with Camelot.

Her hearing, enhanced by elven blood, allowed her to hear the sound of her neck being cut.

The rage in her heart has not been extinguished, her malice twists her will

——[My regret, I want to destroy everything I have laid for him]

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes gradually became dull, her fingertips felt a little numb, and she was fascinated by the story of the Mirror Fairy for a long time.

Standing next to Fujimaru Ritsuka, Ranmaru was also shocked by this unknown secret. But compared to Fujimaru Ritsuka's loss of composure, she was obviously much calmer. She quickly found the loophole in his words: "How do you know so much about Lord Minachell?"

As a member of the Round Table, she only knew that King Arthur eventually convicted Minako of treason, but retained part of the truth.

"I can dream about anything related to fairies. She can now be considered a rain fairy, and naturally she has also appeared as material for my dreams."