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

But now, even the high-ranking goblins in the Queen's army cannot compete with the execution of three Morse so lightly, right?

"Watch the front!"

Arturia quickly turned around, and in front of her eyes, a flash of rich black flashed. It was the fourth Morse that Menechelle deliberately let go.

Artoria hurriedly jumped away, avoiding Morse's bite.

She pointed the wooden stick forward, but before she could chant the curse, Mors had already rushed towards her.

Panic flashed in Artoria's eyes. This time, she had no time to jump and rolled a few times to distance herself from Morse. But once she rolled, she was completely suppressed by Morse. No matter how difficult it was to get up, she could only keep rolling.

——You have been keeping distance, but your fighting style is actually biased towards the magician?

Menechelle was surprised. He was really very different from the King Arthur he knew.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the two earth fairies who had been crawling on the ground for a long time after he threw them out. Just when Arturia was about to roll around again, he blocked her in front of her.

Two hands grasped the sides of Morse's long body, but Menechelle did not exert any force.

"Thank you... thank you." Arturia finally stood up, her hair was stained with weeds, and bowed with a blush: "I disappoint you."

"I have no intention of helping you get rid of it." With force on his hands, Menechelle stuck Morse's position so that he could not move: "Recite a spell."

"Yes."

Following an incomprehensible incantation, a magic beam bypassed Menechelle and hit Morse.

Morse struggled a little more, but did not turn into dust like the previous ones.

Finally, after the third spell was recited, the last Morse finally disappeared under the continuous bombardment of magic.

Menechelle put down her hand and turned to look at Arturia.

"I'm sorry." Artoria immediately lowered her head and apologized again. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for Menechelle's knock on her forehead.

But this time Menechelle did not flick her forehead again. He plucked off the broken leaves stuck in Artoria's hair little by little.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because...I couldn't..."

"Well done. Isn't this quite impressive? It's much better than when I first debuted. At that time, I couldn't do anything except stand around."

Menechelle brushed the dust off Artoria's body again, and Artoria finally felt relieved.

"No, don't you need to flick your forehead?"

"Do you want this reward?"

Artoria immediately shook her head, what kind of reward is this!

"You just lack some practical experience. It seems that you will have to find some Morse to practice with you in the future."

Gua, how come you take on the role of a teacher just by talking to yourself!

……

"You are so powerful but you chose a weak and low-level fairy like me as your companion."

"However, there is no cold malice, no heavy expectations, and no burning desire. Obviously, as long as there is a little bit, I can leave without hesitation, but it is the same as grandpa, without any impurities, like a morning star. of goodwill.”

"Of course I will try."

"But it's only within the scope of my abilities. A useless fairy like me, no matter how hard I try, I can't keep up with Miss Pendragon, right?"

"The other me in a different world is so awesome and excellent. She must be working very hard."

"But it's really funny that a lowly elf like me is the peer."

"Ahaha, if he (Menechel) knew my true thoughts and true character, he would probably hate me too."

"If only I weren't the child of prophecy."

I just finished saying that I wanted to use the title of this volume of all fairy tale masterpieces, and immediately I didn’t know how to title this chapter.

431. Chapter 410: Quack, it's a play that has never been played

431.

The cart was bumping on the road in the wilderness, and Arturia was sitting on the back of the cart holding the Staff of Choice, looking confused.

"The nearest town is Salisbury and we can give you a ride."

The two fairies were talking to themselves as they invited Menechelle and Artoria into the car.

You actually came back like this?

I had just left Salisbury not long ago, but the first stop was to go home.

"What are you thinking about?"

"No, it's nothing." Artoria looked complicated. She shook her head and curled up her already low body even more petitely.

"It's good to be vigilant."

"Eh?"

Arturia failed to follow Menechelle's thoughts. When she turned around to look, she realized that Menechelle had not disarmed. The red stripes on the edge of the armor were shining brightly. In other words. At this time, Menechel is ready to fight at any time.

"They just wanted to divert trouble to the east and lure Morse to our side. So I don't believe that such a goblin would repay the favor."

"Is that so?" Artoria blinked. She only remembered the scene of Menechelle throwing out two goblins from the Earth Clan. She went to see the two goblins again, perhaps seeing Menechelle's ability. At this time, Arturia did not find any malicious aura on them: "I think they just thought that if they bring you, there is no need to We just hired goblins from the Fang Clan to protect them.”

"Naive." Menechelle sneered and shook her head: "You are too young."

"Am I young?" Arturia raised her eyebrows. She looked Menechelle up and down unconvinced: "You don't look much older than me, do you?"

"If we count according to your chronology... Menechiel replied surreptitiously: "I am already over 1,600 years old. "

As a result, Artoria's face turned pale, visible to the naked eye.

——Why do you say it sounds like an undead...could it really be an undead? Goblin Lord of Death!

Arturia quietly raised her eyes, and when she saw those smiling eyes, she frowned: "You bastard! You're teasing me again!"

She reached out to pinch Menechelle's cheek. Menechelle raised her head but could not avoid it. Arturia gritted her teeth and said, "Don't laugh."

"You're still laughing! I told you not to laugh! If you laugh again, I'll put a curse on you that will make you choke on the water you drink!"

The cart finally advanced safely through the city gate of Salisbury without any accidents, and the guards stationed outside the city did not even conduct a symbolic inspection. The two were allowed to enter the fairy city.

"Then farewell, little goblin, Lord Knight." The younger goblins of the Earth Clan waved their arms to the two of them, while another old goblin whose face was covered with thick white beards sat on the carriage, looking like There is a possibility of passing away at any time: "Our shop is in the southwest corner of Salisbury. It is the flower shop closest to Lady Aurora."

"Arrived safely without any trouble."

Menechelle looked a little surprised. Arturia seized the opportunity to fight back: "You take it too much for granted, uncle. After seeing your strength, no fairy will have evil intentions again."

"The old goblin looked like he was about to die, but unexpectedly, when he met Mors, he actually ran faster than the other one." Menechelle turned sideways: "But, boss, according to the age of the spirit body, I am Eighteen years old.”

Arturia opened her mouth, and both sentences were true. However, there was a big difference between eighteen and one thousand six, right?

but……

"I told you not to call me boss!" Arturia gritted her teeth and glared at Menechelle. She suddenly wanted to eat humans. Perhaps her essence as a fairy had awakened at this moment.

But fortunately, Artoria held back.

"That goblin is dying too."

The life of a goblin is long. After a short infancy period, it will usher in a long maturity period. During this period, the appearance of the goblin will not change much. Just like Queen Morgan, no one knows how old she is. age. But the lifespan of fairies is not infinite, but once the reserves of the ether of the Gods cannot keep up with the rate of physical consumption, they will enter the aging period.

Judging by the etheric aura of the old fairy, he must be about a thousand years old.

"But, the people stationed at the city gate just now were humans, right?"

Suddenly Menechelle's question rang in her ears, and she looked around curiously like a fledgling that had just come into contact with the world.

"Didn't you say that you shouldn't reveal your identity as a human being here?"

Salisbury, in Menechiel's opinion, does not look fundamentally different from the cities in Britain where he lived. If there is one difference, it is that there are more than just humans on the streets. And goblins.

"Those are the humans who have been recorded in the files. If they are humans wandering around alone, even in the open city of Salisbury, they will definitely be captured by the Queen's army and taken to the human pasture."

"Human ranch?"

Menechel turned around in surprise. Just by hearing the name he knew this was not a good place.

"That is, they raise humans in captivity, and when they mature, they are sent to Camelot to be eaten by the high-class fairies. However, this is limited to high-class fairies."

The door to the human pasture is closed not only to humans, but also to lower-level fairies like her.

"It's really in line with Morgan's bitch's habits." Menechelle mocked and ignored the topic. He came here with the mission of assassinating Morgan. It was already the limit to take an unexperienced girl with him on the way, and he didn't have the energy to make any more trouble.

Arturia was silent. She wanted to explain something to Morgan. She never used the humans in the ranch, and they were only transported back to Camelot for use by the Queen's army.

"Artoria, you seem to know this place very well. Have you been here before?"

One sentence made Artoria feel embarrassed: "Well, I have tried to patrol before, but let alone the patrol bell, I was lost by Lady Aurora before I even met her guard. Come out, after all, people like me...gu..."

Arturia looked at the finger hovering in front of her head and suddenly became silent. Seeing that she had taken back her words, Menechelle also took away the finger that was pressed against her forehead.

"What's the use of this? Can you keep me from saying anything with my mouth and my heart?"

Artoria whispered.

"No, but it's enough that I can't hear you." Menechelle turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Oh." Artoria followed subconsciously, but then she remembered that she was the one who knew the way: "Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to find that Euler."

"Wait a minute." Arturia put her hands on her hips and showed a cheerful smile that could only be imagined. Her ideological struggle along the way was all to wait for this moment:

"Didn't I say it? In Salisbury, humans will be arrested if they walk alone on the street. Those humans walking on the street are allowed to go out only if they accompany their goblin masters."

"so what?"

"I am the only goblin you know. Do you want me to be your master?" Arturia looked up expectantly, wanting to see the surprise and shyness on the face that always showed disdain.

"Be my Master." Menechelle repeated, his eyes narrowed dangerously. In the past chaotic memories of the Holy Grail War, this kind of magician often treated him as a familiar. They will all die by his sword.

He looked at Artoria again, and the other person's shining eyes betrayed her thoughts. The hesitation originally born out of shame disappeared as his eyes narrowed.

He forced his tone to become normal, waved his hands and put on an indifferent smile:

"What, this matter, if you want, it's okay."

Just one sentence can change the dynamics of offense and defense.

"Is it...Eh?" Artoria was stunned. She widened her eyes and looked at Menechelle repeatedly for confirmation: "Eh, eh, eh, eh!"

This was beyond any previous surprise, and the number of "Hey" words reached six times. Correspondingly, a blush filled Artoria's entire face. Her voice was obviously trembling, her body was weak as if she wanted to grab something to stand firm, and her eyes were even more chaotic: "No... …No, I mean, the master, not the main culprit.”

"This is a normal title for a servant, and it's just for show."

He has already investigated and found out that humans who are used for convenient transportation do not directly address goblins as "master", but only add "sir" after their names.

Arturia pursed her lips and retreated with eyes.

——Is she in another world as open-minded as the man in front of her?

"This is a completely new experience that Artoria has never experienced before."

——It’s a bit scary that you can talk to me now!

"You put what's in your heart on your face." Menechelle flicked her sleeves.

——Quack! How do you know what I'm thinking? You don't have fairy eyes, do you?

"Let's go then." Menechelle raised his hand: "Boss."

There was a sudden sound, and the air became quiet for a moment. But as soon as this sound fell, all the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and Arturia became expressionless again.

But at the same time, she was relieved. She didn't intend to put herself on the line just to gain a moment of courage.

Arturia didn't want to snatch it, nor was she interested in competing with her in another world.

……

"Back to Salisbury again, [Artoria returned to her loyal Salisbury] - Before leaving, I thought that I must say this to my companions when I come back again, but I didn't expect that the moment of return would be so... Hurry. And there is no companion to talk to - if you talk to that man, you will definitely be laughed at and excluded."

"I met two goblins, but why do you call them [the Queen's Knight]? If you mistakenly think of them as the Queen's Army, you should call them 'The Queen's Army'." "

Matching a well-matched opponent