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

432. Chapter 411: Being in Salisbury

432.

"Hoohoo."

Arturia sighed and used a spoon to cut off a little of the dessert and put it into her mouth. As the sweetness melted in her mouth, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and reveal a satisfied and happy smile.

The visible mood value has increased.

"I've wanted to give it a try before today, but it's a pity that the restaurant marked Woodworth can only be entered with an entourage." Artoria ate while the cake could not completely block her mouth, and she was still very excited While introducing this restaurant to Menechelle, who couldn't sit and could only stand because he was a servant, "Even the chairs are so soft. Yes, it is indeed a luxurious restaurant only open to high-level goblins. It is said that even the savior Ash Everyone has been here before - but this must be made up, after all, Woodworth was not born yet in the era of the Savior Ash."

And Menechelle, who was standing beside Artoria like a true attendant, was looking at Artoria intently.

They are almost exactly the same, even the expressions of satisfaction after eating are exactly the same.

"What are you doing..."

Perhaps Menechelle's gaze was too obvious, and even Artoria noticed it. She blocked the delicately arranged desserts with one hand, narrowed her eyes, and stared at them with a vigilant look to protect food. To Menechelle: "If you want to eat, I can only give you a small portion."

"I'm not interested in sweets." Menechelle showed a disdainful smile: "Some people have offered tribute to me before, but it was too sweet. In comparison, I still prefer something simpler, and the sweetness provided by bread is only very nice."

Pay tribute.

Artoria blinked, showing a surprised attitude, but considering the surrounding environment, she lowered her voice: "Are you some kind of noble noble?"

"It's just a lord."

That was a rather indifferent attitude, but it made Artoria feel that there was a sadly thick barrier between herself and him.

Lord, only the heads of the six major elf clans and the three elf knights can be called lords. Is it true that Menechel is such a big shot in another world?

——Maybe what he eats in one meal can cover his own food and drink expenses for a year.

However, as I took another bite of the dessert, the sweet happiness instantly broke down the barriers in my heart. No matter how powerful he is, he is still knighted by "I".

The few desserts could not withstand Artoria's frequent mouths, and they were hollowed out in an instant.

"You really don't want to eat?" Artoria asked vaguely.

Menechelle raised her eyebrows, glanced at the clean plates on the table, and couldn't help but laughed in anger: "What? If I say yes, are you going to spit out what you have already eaten in your mouth?" I?"

Arturia immediately covered her mouth and looked at Menechelle with a mix of horror and disgust. She chewed the last bite of cake quickly and swallowed: "You are so disgusting!"

"You were the one who disgusted me first, now we are even."

"Is this how you talk to the other me?"

"She wouldn't talk to me like that. She never asked me if I wanted to eat. She would just stuff things in my mouth."

"It turns out you are the passive one." Artoria was even more disgusted: "Now it's even more disgusting."

"Why haven't I noticed you have such a vicious tongue before?" Seeing Arturia stand up, Menechelle imitated other suitable behaviors and picked up a napkin to wipe away the cake residue from the corner of her mouth: "I see you like it, no?" Would you like to order another one?”

"Learned it from you." Arturia avoided her face. She looked at the residue on the napkin and felt it was a waste. But she was in full view of everyone, especially under the gaze of Menechelle, who might laugh at her at any time. Next, she couldn't help but lick it back, so she could only look back with difficulty: "I have no money. The price here is too expensive. If I eat more, I won't be able to pay for the room to sleep at night."

"You actually still carry currency with you?" Menechelle was surprised. He always thought that a wandering life like Arturia's was penniless - after all, fairies don't even need to eat, and they won't be starved. die.

"Why do I dare to come and spend money if I don't bring any money?"

Even more surprised than Menechelle was Arturia, who seemed to be unable to believe why such words came out of her mouth.

He had already made up his mind to take Arturia with him to escape the bill. In the end, this girl actually brought money.

Arturia looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, and he seized the opportunity to fight back: "As a lord, do you still have the habit of evading orders?"

"There are times when lords forget to bring money."

Menechelle looked up disdainfully. Although he had never owed a debt, even if he did occasionally forget to bring money, it would usually be recorded in Gawain or Kai's account.

"But the savior cannot be in debt." Arturia hummed. She carefully took out a yellow purse, and reluctantly counted out a few silver coins and handed them to Menechelle.

"Please ask the savior's servant to make a payment."

Artoria was smiling, and you could tell just by looking at her expression that she was very happy. After all, this was a rare and novel experience, and that was why this store only allowed fairies with human servants to enter.

Menechelle curled her lips and took the few silver coins handed over by Artoria, and walked to the cashier, where two goblins with wolf heads were standing.

According to what Artoria said, they were fairies from the Fang Clan, and they were the best at fighting among the six clans. Menechelle's eyes fell on the two fang fairies. The magic power was not strong. If they were to fight these two head-on, it would take about the same time as killing a Morse before.

As he got closer, the conversation between the two goblins fell into his ears.

"Did you hear that this year is the year that the "Child of Prophecy" predicted by that guy in Ainsel will appear? "

It turns out they were just talking about the Son of Prophecy. Menechiel was unimpressed—he had seen it before.

But then, another goblin's words stunned him.

"I heard that he is the reincarnation of the savior Ash, and he is here to solve the upcoming disasters gathered in the prophecies."

"Oh, that's really amazing. The savior has to solve the disaster even after his death."

……

Walking out of the restaurant, Arturia hummed a tune happily. Although the goblin did not need to eat, the pleasure brought by dessert was irreplaceable.

It just always feels like something is missing.

After walking a few more steps, Arturia finally realized that something was missing. Menechelle was rare and did not find fault with her.

She turned around and saw Menechelle matching her footsteps, always half a body behind her, but at this time, the other man's face had no expression, and he didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Arturia stopped uneasily.

——It’s not like I’m angry because I didn’t give him a cake... But how can I spit out the food that I put in my mouth?

"It has something to do with you not giving me cake."

"Ugh! You said you don't have the ability to read minds!" Artoria screamed and turned her face away to prevent him from looking into her eyes.

"You have your thoughts written all over your face." Menechelle scoffed.

And listening to Menechelle's scolding, Arturia nodded, okay, now we understand.

"Forget it, I have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

Artoria turned her head slightly, but only a little to prevent further prying eyes on her inner thoughts.

"Have you heard of Qi..."

Before he finished speaking, Menechelle suddenly stopped talking and turned his eyes to one side. They turned into an alley at some point, and behind Menechelle, there was a man standing.

"Why are you following us?"

But when the man saw he was discovered, he didn't even run away, but... followed Menechelle's gaze.

"Is there anyone suspicious? I didn't even notice it!"

"You are the suspicious person! Gareth!" Menechelle grabbed her like a chicken.

"Gee, how do you know my name?"

Minachell: "..."

Familiar questions, and familiar stupidity.

He looked back at Artoria, looking at the latter with a look that said, "This can't be a fairy from the same clan as you."

But it was obvious that Artoria failed to understand the look in his eyes.

"Ask me why I know your name, because I can read minds! Don't even think about lying." Menechelle continued the interrogation.

"You really can read minds!"

"It's so amazing. Is it the ability to predict?"

As he spoke, two exclamations sounded at the same time, one after the other.

Menechelle took a deep breath and showed a rare expression of confusion.

——How about assassinating Morgan alone?

"Ah! So I am a suspicious goblin?" Gareth suddenly realized. She shook her head quickly like a rattle: "No, no, no, I am not suspicious. I am Gareth, the goblin who lives in Logst. It's a hit. He who is destined to serve as the attendant of the Son of Prophecy yonder.”

"Huh?" Menechelle turned her head. This time Arturia did not contradict Menechelle again, but also showed a confused look.

Arturia didn't recognize the fairy in front of her either.

"What nonsense are you talking about! What child of prophecy, isn't that a rumor? And why did your goblin living in Logst come to Salisbury?"

Menechelle's eyes darkened, and he held it with his free hand. Although the goblin and Gawain's sister seemed to be the same person in front of him, she knew too much.

"I heard that Lady Aurora will go out to express condolences tomorrow in response to the clan meeting convened by the Queen, so I came here specially. I hope Lady Aurora can tell Her Majesty the Queen about Norwich. I originally wanted to I told Mr. Murien, but because I fell asleep, I missed Mr. Murien's condolences and had to take a long detour." After saying that, Gareth showed an embarrassed smile like a puppy: "Unexpectedly, when eating dessert, Then I heard about the identity of the prophesied son, this is indeed destiny!"

As he spoke, Gareth suddenly woke up.

"Ah, but thinking about it this way, I was indeed rude, but please believe me, I guarantee my whole family that I will never leak it to anyone!" She made a zipper motion on her mouth.

Apparently, it was the conversation at Woodworth's dessert shop that caught the attention of the goblin in front of me.

Menechelle stood in the shadows. The expression is cloudy and uncertain.

——Are you going to kill him?

"Let her down, Menechelle." After keeping an eye on the entrance of the alley to make sure no one was coming, Arturia walked to Menechelle.

Menechelle was stunned, but he still put Gareth down despite hesitation.

"Are you the only one?"

"Yes, I'm the only one who knows!" Gareth puffed up his chest proudly.

"Well, I declare that you are the third member of our rescue team!"

"Okay! Captain!"

"Team No. 3, now, would you like to tell me in detail about Lady Aurora's visit to the streets to express condolences?"

"Okay! Captain!"

Without any hesitation, Gareth approached Artoria.

"According to the news I got, Lady Aurora will be parading at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Eight o'clock... so early!"

The two little goblins chatted together, making Menechelle seem like an outsider.

"I said!"

Menechelle suddenly became angry. He lifted Arturia's back collar and lifted her behind him, and separated Gareth with his own body.

"Do you really want her to join? There is no need to worry at all. I am sure that she will die without leaving a trace." Menechelle asked Artoria. He didn't care what Gareth would think after hearing what he said. Rather, he did it on purpose because he knew how Arturia would answer.

"No need."

Sure enough, as Menechelle expected, he glanced at Gareth who showed a moved expression, and then turned to the front.

Arturia was quite surprised: "Don't you know her...her peer?"

"so what?"

"Didn't you bring me out of the Nameless Forest because you knew my peer?"

"You are different." Menechelle added: "You have the same goal as me, otherwise I would not keep you. I don't like the possibility of failure."

Arturia chuckled.

The goblin's eyes can tell that the first half of the sentence is true and the second half is a lie.

——Am I the only one who is different?

"She didn't lie. She wouldn't tell anyone or the goblin." Artoria pointed to her eyes, and she said with the same proud tone as when the answer to the mystery was finally revealed: "I didn't expect that, in fact, I really have the ability to read minds. Goblin Eyes Can see through lies.”

The goodwill that emanated from the goblin named Gareth was clearly visible even though it contained impurities.

"Oh, this, I've known it for a long time." Menechelle didn't even have the slightest concern: "I'm quite knowledgeable about fairies."

"Hey!" Under the influence of shame, Artoria looked like she was about to cry: "Then why are you..."

"It doesn't matter, I won't lie to you anyway."

——Obviously I just said panic not long ago.

However, Artoria went to see it and found that this sentence was not a lie.

"But, didn't you say you wanted to see that Euler? Tomorrow morning would be a good opportunity."