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

"Artoria, why are you here?"

Menechelle spoke at this moment.

But looking at the other person's expression, he also guessed that he might have made a mistake. Even Arturia as a child would not act so stupidly.

This face... there are too many people similar to it.

Menechelle laughed at herself, but the girl in front of her spoke in an even more surprised tone:

"This... um... you know my name?"

"Huh?" Menechelle was stunned. Since the other party is Arturia, then...

He asked in an even more surprised tone: "You don't know me?"

Facing the other party's natural rhetorical question, Arturia became hesitant for a moment. She asked uncertainly: "I don't know if I know you."

"Perhaps due to the influence of the Forest of Namelessness, I may have forgotten something."

Artoria hesitated again. She closed her eyes as if she was thinking about something. After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and said firmly: "But I guess a low-level fairy like me doesn't know...Eh——?" "

Before she finished speaking, Arturia was held down by Menechelle's hands on her shoulders.

"The Nameless Forest, as the name suggests, is a place that people will gradually forget, right?"

"right?"

"Then do you know how to get out?"

"Probably? I still remember the way I came here - eh eh eh!"

This time Arturia screamed three times in a row, because under her shocked gaze, the luxuriously dressed knight in front of her actually put his arm around her shoulders and picked her up.

It was not the princess who carried Arturia on her shoulders, but Menechel who carried her like a beast.

"Okay! Let's go out then!"

"Wha...what? Wow! Don't talk about that yet! Put me down first!"

Half because of panic and half because of shame, Artoria's face turned red. She swung her legs desperately, but her waist was stuck by Menechelle and no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. She shouted: "I Tell you the route and let me down!"

"Your steps are too slow. I'm afraid you'll forget how to walk halfway through."

"Then you take me..."

"If you are not Artoria, I don't care what you are, I don't care about you." He curled his lips.

And as he said these words, Artoria's struggle suddenly became quiet.

I didn't get the surgery today, and it's actually out of stock. I'm going to change my registration to another hospital tomorrow. I don't believe that this little surgery can keep me stuck for half a month?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 407 Green Field and Wizardry

Carrying Arturia with one hand, Menechelle ran forward in large strides. Suddenly, his forward posture paused, and there were layers of resistance under his feet. The cold touch penetrated the cracks and poured into Menechelle's soles from all corners.

It was the cool touch of sea water.

"Hey! Artoria, if we go further we will reach the sea."

"Eh?" Arturia turned her head in surprise, her clear eyes full of surprise.

Menechelle simply turned the girl's body around so that she could see the road ahead more easily.

But after that, Artoria became confused: "Why am I here, black-haired...black-haired?"

Menechelle's eyes twitched. He put Artoria down with a shake of his shoulders, but did not give her a chance to land. He grabbed Artoria's shoulders with both hands and shook her quickly: "Don't worry about me. Who! At least tell me the route out! Miss! You don’t want to stay here all your life!”

Obviously this was not the first time such a conversation had taken place. Menechelle seemed extremely skilled in both her words and her technique of shaking Arturia.

But being the subject of forced awakening didn't feel good. She controlled her body and tried desperately to stop, but her head seemed to have its own thoughts, shaking back and forth as Menechelle shook.

Memories that were already blurry were flashing in her mind like a lantern. She almost couldn't even remember who she was, but the route of the forest miraculously resurfaced in her mind.

"Wait! Wait! I remembered! I know the way out! Go to the east side, east side!"

There is no doubt that this is the body's self-rescue.

"Okay, hold on a little longer! I'll get you out right away!"

"No, please put me in-"

Before she finished speaking, Artoria's vision improved again, and she once again returned to a familiar position.

"Wait! At least change your position!"

Arturia ignored her struggle and picked up her speed again. She subconsciously wrapped around the thing that could fix her body - that is, Menechelle's.

Her frail strength was certainly not enough to deflect Menechelle's head, but as a result, half of her body was already pressed against Menechiel's face.

——If I had known, I would have rotted in the forest!

Even if she really didn't know who she was, forgot her name, and forgot the purpose of coming in, but at this moment, the words that rose from the bottom of her heart were absolutely from the heart.

However, Hu Lai actually left the Nameless Forest with such a completely unfeasible strategy.

Leaving the last banyan tree behind in the distance, it was like leaving a carefully arranged barrier. The thick fog that was so thick that it was impossible to see anything a moment ago actually completely disappeared at this moment.

The magnificent light like dusk shines on the vast lawn through the cloudless sky. Without any hesitation, Menechel tore Arturia off her body.

"Okay, as promised, I'll bring you out."

Her feet landed on the ground again after a long time. Arturia was even a little unsteady on her feet due to paralysis. Regardless of the messy plain white hat, she murmured in a low voice with a dull look in her eyes:

"Actually...really came out like this?"

It can be seen that she is still a little unresponsive, but this is inevitable. Anyone who has experienced Menechiel's transportation service will feel physical discomfort.

"here it is……"

Menechel looked at the sky. It looked completely different from what he remembered. The golden color spread over every corner, but it was completely different from the thin and dim yellow that set in the west at dusk. It was as if it was another sky that only existed in fairy tales.

What caught Menechelle's attention even more was the tall buildings that reached the clouds and were painted with icy blue magic at the end of the golden sky. Menechelle was very familiar with that style and pattern. That was Camelot City.

The suppressed memories came back as the white mist left the Nameless Forest. This made Menechelle relax a little. Sure enough, before he came to his senses and entered the [Charge] state to drive away the white mist, the white mist had already made him forget something unconsciously.

This was Britain, but it was not the Britain he knew. It was not even the pan-human history where he existed, but another node where history branched off. And he was summoned as a help in cutting out this wrong node.

So to say……

Menechelle glanced behind her. Although this Arturia has the same name and even appearance, this is 2018, more than a thousand years away from the era he lived in - he really recognized the wrong person.

"It's...so amazing. You can actually run so fast." Arturia finally recovered and sat on the ground. Seeing Menechelle looking at her, she immediately showed a forced smile: "She must be a super powerful person." Goblin! You can kick a low-level goblin like me from the countryside back into the forest with one kick - if you know me, I will never forget it."

"Fairy?"

From the beginning, to be precise, from the first meeting, the other person has always said "goblin" instead of "human".

"I'm not a goblin, I'm a human...at least I used to be."

"Oh, it's not a fairy, it's a human - eh eh eh eh eh!" Arturia subconsciously repeated Menechelle's words, but when she realized what she had said, her eyes widened exaggeratedly.

It can be seen that she was indeed surprised, even more surprised than the [three "eh"s] when Menechelle picked her up. She couldn't even speak clearly:

"Humans...humans...human beings possess such a wide range of magical power. Ah, you are that one, right? The strongest human being, the one who defeated the extremely fast Lancelot, the Percival of the White Light." . But why did you come to the Nameless Forest?"

Hearing two familiar names in succession, Menechelle, who was a little unconcerned at first, cast his gaze over. He looked at that face quite solemnly, and Arturia was stared at with such unconcealed eyes. Staring, she couldn't help clenching her fists, pursed her lips, her eyes became panicked and evasive, and her face showed an eye-catching blush.

This was an expression that the Arturia he knew would never show.

"I am Menechiel. Sardisius Menechiel."

He stared at Artoria's expression, confused and confused. She didn't recognize the name.

Menechelle realized the difference between this world and the world she imagined. Perhaps because of the face in front of him, the corners of his mouth became gentle, and he showed an extremely rare patient smile: "I don't know about the people here, fairies, etc. I come from a place with This is a different Britain. When I wake up, I'm already standing there."

"Besides Britain, is there any other Britain?" Arturia blinked, surprise on her face.

Menechelle also showed surprise. He didn't expect that the other party would believe his words so easily. This made him feel a little guilty for deceiving an innocent child.

Sure enough, he was more accustomed to extorting confessions than making excuses.

Menechelle tilted her head, suddenly showing a depressed expression.

"So, beautiful young lady, can you tell me about this Britain? The Forest of the Unknown and so on... If it doesn't work, forget it."

Hey hey, what kind of expression is this? Why are you so weak all of a sudden?

Arturia's eyes widened. What surprised her even more was that the human who called himself Menechel didn't lie - unlike having to take her out, this time he really wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't want to do.

The most important thing is, [Beautiful Lady], this is not out of false politeness, he really thinks that he is a beautiful lady from the bottom of his heart!

Okay, I’ve made an appointment. I’m going to have surgery on Thursday. I’m not in a good state today. I mainly have to sort out the outline, which exhausts my energy.

429. Chapter 408 Prince (Princess?) and Revenge

429.

About two thousand years ago, at that time, goblins were still fighting with each other as a unit of various clans. Both the speed of goblin iteration and the number of humans would be greatly affected by the war. However, a goblin broke the deadlock at that time and founded a huge goblin country that accommodated six major clans and covered the entire territory of Britain and Ireland. It has ruled with terrifying force to this day.

And the eternal queen who rules the Fairy Kingdom is Morgan.

"Who do you think is the one who ended the war?"

Menechelle interrupted Artoria's statement. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and even his voice was broken.

Being stared at like this, Artoria immediately became weak. She repeated: "It's Her Royal Highness Queen Morgan..."

"Isn't it you?"

"Ah...how could it be me, someone like me..."

Menechelle raised her hand to interrupt Artoria's explanation: "Don't say these self-deprecating words, I don't like to hear them."

He looked straight at the bonfire in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming darker, and he felt that the whole world was in chaos.

——Is this where the deviation occurs at the world node?

"What about Morgan?" Menechelle glanced at Artoria and added: "From your point of view, is she a qualified king?"

"Well, I can't speak ill of the Queen..." Artoria seemed hesitant.

"That means he is an unqualified king." Menechelle leaned back in amusement.

It's much more normal now, which is in line with the characteristics of Morgan he knows.

"You can't say that. Although Her Highness Morgan said "I will not save you", her Queen's Army did destroy many Morse in the past two thousand years. "

Although the price is that half of the magic power of every goblin in the goblin country is collected every year as an "existence tax".

Morse, Menechelle curled her lips in disapproval. He had heard Artoria mention that this type of creature was like a monster that specifically hunted goblins. Any goblin touched by them would be assimilated. And he can deal with any number of little monsters like this.

After learning about Morgan's behavior, Menechel quickly lost his desire to inquire about him. He turned his attention to another aspect: "Under Morgan's rule, won't anyone have the consciousness of rebellion?"

Menechiel specifically emphasizes the word human. After all, in his opinion, the status of humans in the Fairy Kingdom is quite low, even inferior to the slaves in his world.

"This indeed exists." Artoria pursed her lips, but she suddenly became hesitant: "There is an armed force called the Round Table Army, led by Percival of White Light, who believes in the legend of the Son of Prophecy , persisting in resisting the Queen throughout the Fairy Kingdom."

The Son of Prophecy was a prophecy left by Ainsel, the leader of the Mirror Clan who had long since disappeared, before disappearing.

The prophecy says that a sixteen-year-old fairy will appear as the savior. Under the guidance of the Chosen Rod, he will ring the six bells, knock down the hypocritical queen, lead the fairies and humans, and end the history of hypocrisy.

But no matter who it was, they all believed that the son of the prophecy was an extremely noble and powerful fairy.

"Oh!" Menechelle's eyes lit up. He looked at Artoria up and down, and suddenly he brought his face closer. I don't know if it was because of the bonfire, but Arturia actually saw the dancing firelight in those eyes.

Then, his words almost made Artoria's heart almost stop: "You are the child of prophecy, right?"

"Hey! Haha... how is that possible? How can a goblin like me be the child of prophecy? I'm just an inconspicuous country goblin - ugh, it hurts!"

Arturia rubbed her sore forehead and raised her head pitifully.

"I've already said that I don't like to hear you belittle yourself. Show some confidence that matches your excellence."

"But I..."

But before she could say anything, she saw a finger pointing towards her forehead. Arturia immediately stopped talking and covered her forehead with both hands.

Her magic power is indeed matched by the magnanimity she displays. The clothes are shabby and the magic power is only minimal. Even if she takes the initiative to tell the knights of the Queen's Army that she is the child of prophecy, she will only be regarded as a cunning goblin who wants to eat and drink prison food for free.

She didn't understand how she could be recognized as the son of the prophecy by the man in front of her who exuded a strong and calm look.

"Don't worry, I'll go find that Morgan bitch to report you. To tell you the truth, I came to this world just to kill that Morgan. Our goals are the same."