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

After hearing that the goblin had left, Arturia slowly raised her head from Menechelle's arms.

After hearing the conversation, Gareth belatedly told the two guys that they were not kissing. She put down her hand covering her mouth in disappointment, and came forward just in time to hear Arturia. the words said.

"He is the leader of the Fang Clan, a hundred species of Yaling like Murien, Woodworth."

"Ah, is that Mr. Woodworth!"

Suddenly, Gareth also showed a surprised expression.

"Is it the rumored man who was able to defeat the Great Calamity on his own hundreds of years ago and who controlled the Queen's Army and the Oxford Dining Hall? Mr. Woodworth, the leader of the Fang Clan!"

Countless prefixes suddenly popped up from Gareth's mouth. Looking at Arturia's dazed but numb expression, Menechelle knew that she probably didn't know as much as Gareth did.

So, he chose to ask Gareth:

"That Woodworth, is he strong?"

"Of course he is very strong." Gareth affirmed in a matter-of-fact tone: "Although Lord Woodworth rarely takes action now due to the appearance of the Fairy Knight and his increasing age, according to outside speculation, he is still recognized as The Fairy Kingdom has the strongest combat power. If the Queen's Army is the sword of Britain, then Lord Woodworth is the "Britain's Blade." "

"And..." Gareth suddenly lowered his tone: "I heard, just heard, that Mr. Woodworth is actually deeply in love with Her Majesty the Queen."

"Haha, as a subject, I actually still admire..."

Halfway through the conversation, Minechel suddenly stopped laughing. He blinked and recalled what Gareth had just said about the history of the goblin named Woodworth.

The strongest combat power, surpassing all of Britain at a young age...

Britain's sword...

Fighting decreases as we age...

The role was replaced by the Knights of the Round Table...

And, the monarch who loves him...

Menechelle's pupils shrank suddenly.

——That kobold, could it be my peer in this world?

——"I" would actually be loyal to and even like that disgusting woman Morgan? Just thinking about it makes me sick.

"...Menechel, what's wrong with you?"

Artoria, who was originally listening to the Woodworth scandal, felt that the hand stroking her back suddenly stopped moving. When she turned her head, she found that his eyes were staring straight at the empty space in front of her, revealing a look that seemed to have seen the dead elf. exaggerated expression.

"No, it's nothing."

Forcing himself to calm down, Menechel comforted himself that he was not yet sure that Woodworth was him in the Lost Belt.

He stared seriously into Artoria's eyes:

"But if you just saw a powerful goblin, you wouldn't choose to jump into the river - that man named Woodworth must have done something terrible to you."

"Ah...haha, it doesn't matter. I did jump after seeing what I wanted, and how could a little fairy like me--" Before Artoria could finish her words, she saw Mi Naichelle curled her fingers at him as if to hit her forehead. She closed her eyes and hurriedly spoke:

"Yes, he burned my hometown and killed many goblins. Even Grandpa Hector..."

There was no familiar pain in her forehead. Arturia opened her eyes and looked at Menechelle tentatively.

"Why didn't you tell me just now? As long as you tell me, I will definitely help you."

"That's right." Gareth also nodded, but she showed an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Lady Artoria. If I knew that Woodworth had done such an outrageous thing to you, I just... would definitely help You scold that piece of shit together."

"This is already very close to Camelot City. If a conflict breaks out here or with Woodworth, will it affect subsequent actions? There is no need for me..."

Boom!

The violent shudder that had not been struck before fell at this moment. Although it was very light, Arturia covered her forehead with an aggrieved expression. She didn't understand why she still had to be slapped on the forehead even though she had told the truth.

"Be considerate? Don't learn these nonsense. Can you be happy by abusing yourself?" Menechelle snapped his fingers. He only seeks transparency when doing things. Sometimes, if other people's goals can make him feel happy, then even if Even if she gave up her own plan, Menechelle was willing to help.

However, he approvingly touched the place where Artoria had just been touched by him: "Look, you are very good, you take the overall situation into consideration much better than me."

Arturia, who had her head suddenly rubbed, pursed her lips tightly and did not resist, but she still muttered: "Really, I'm not a child anymore, can you please stop praising me for whatever happens to you. "

"Next time, if you have any grievances, don't hold it in your heart. Tell me and I will help you." Menechelle smiled and ignored it. At this time, he had already used magic power to dry the clothes of the three of them. After a pause, he continued without changing his expression:

"Also, next time you see that bitch, I'll kill him for you."

However, it is a pity that it is impossible to catch up with Woodworth immediately. At this time, groups of goblins wearing iron armor had gathered beside the bridge. They were the Queen's Army.

Bad news, they sealed the bridge to prevent any goblins from coming near.

The good news is that the Queen's Army was not ordered to capture or clean up Artoria. They were just following Woodworth's order to salvage the goblins who fell into the water.

However, the Queen's Army banned everyone from passing until the salvage project was completed.

After asking about the reason, Gareth relayed the cause and effect to Menechelle.

"Then...are there other cities around?" Menechel asked.

"From the other direction of the river, you can go to Norwich by taking another bridge." Artoli said.

"Norwich." Menechelle suddenly became energetic: "Okay, let's go to Norwich first."

The name of the River Drakai can be passed down because Drakai prefers humans. Humans who fall into the water can often come ashore before drowning, so the name can be passed down.

(End of this chapter)

440. Chapter 419 Cinderella and the Crystal Shoes (Futu Xuan's reward plus 33)

440.

The sky in Norwich is different from what I imagined.

Artoria bit down on the straw, but the taste in her mouth was bland. The fresh juice that was made to imitate the appearance had no sweetness at all. At this moment, she was staring straight at the sky in the distance.

It was clear that the sky was clear not long ago, but as soon as we arrived in Norwich, the thick dark clouds completely obscured the orange day. Even though the residents in the city were still filled with great vitality, they could not dispel the atmosphere of gray and iron. The main tone is dark and damp.

It was completely different from the previous experiences in Salisbury and Gloucester. This trip to Norwich that I decided to make on the spur of the moment was not pleasant.

——"Then we will disband where we are and meet here again in the evening."

The man said this and refused to act with her. At first, Arturia was still angry and dragged Gareth to wander the streets of Norwich. Anyway, with the large amount of travel expenses provided by Muraine as compensation, she could experience a luxurious life.

But as time went by, the anger gradually dissipated, and along with Artoria's anger, she gradually lost interest in shopping. After only an hour, she took Gareth back to the gathering place. , I found a nearby shop and sat down.

However, now that the time originally agreed upon has arrived, Menechelle still hasn't appeared.

Turning to look at Gareth, the canine fairy was happily drinking a large portion of fresh juice. Because of the enjoyment, his eyes were narrowed in comfort, and his little feet were swaying happily - in short, he looked like he didn't notice Artori at all. The clear and stupid appearance of Ya's sight.

‘If it were Menechel, he would definitely notice something strange about me. ’

Arturia couldn't help but puff out her mouth, and quietly stared at the fresh juice glass in front of her, biting the straw hard.

‘What on earth did he do? ’

She couldn't help but think.

——Could it be that he left alone?

The idea immediately occupied her mind as soon as it appeared. The more Artoria thought about it, the more it seemed possible. Although she shamelessly summed up this small team as "the children of the prophecy and his party", as a child of the prophecy, she and Gareth as the bodyguard were undoubtedly part of the team. Being a hindrance, Menechelle treated the two of them more like children in need of care than companions.

But what happened next was different from the previous half-fun journey - he sneaked into Camelot to assassinate the queen. Just listening to it, you can feel the dangerous action.

Unlike before, only goblins with the queen's permission can enter Camelot City.

Moreover, even if he takes her with him, once the operation to assassinate the queen is over, regardless of success or failure, Menechelle will leave.

Artoria was so worried that she didn't respond immediately when Gareth's call came to her ears. It wasn't until Gareth patted her shoulder that Artoria suddenly came out of her own world. Came back to his senses.

"Lady Artoria, look at those carriages."

In Britain, there are no normal horses, and carts are often pulled by goblin horses from the Fang Clan. It is precisely because of this that the goblins who can afford to hire carriages are all high-class goblins who are rich and powerful.

However, at this time, there was more than one carriage passing in front of Artoria. The humans and goblins on the street were dispersed to both sides by sergeants in armor, and rolling wheels roared from a distance on the vacant street. One luxurious carriage after another quickly passed through the streets and drove towards the city gate.

"It's amazing. It's the first time I've seen transportation on this scale." Gareth even forgot to drink the juice and looked at the carriages with bright eyes.

Arturia, who is also a country fairy, has never seen such a scene, but she is much better than Gareth. She noticed the very conspicuous crown logo on the car.

——That is the symbol of the Queen.

I don’t know where this cargo is going to be sent—if it goes directly to Camelot...

"What are you thinking about?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and the warmth so close at hand made Artoria shiver.

"Menechel!"

Artoria turned her head in surprise, but she quickly controlled her mood: "Why are you coming back now? You are already late!"

"Sorry, sorry, this place is too big. I didn't look in the right direction when I wanted to come back. In the end, I followed this group of carriages to find it."

Arturia showed an obvious look of disbelief. How old is Norwich? How could you get lost walking back along the main street?

"Then let's leave now?"

"Don't worry." Menechelle looked at the carriage: "We won't be able to leave for a while, so let's spend the night in the city tonight. There is still money left for the journey that the winged fairy sent me, so I can't waste it. .”

Arturia was stunned, and she understood what Menechelle meant. As a result, her interest weakened to a degree visible to the naked eye, but the gloomy expression on her face probably only appeared for a moment before it was replaced by a smile. She nodded: "Okay, Gareth and I happened to find a hotel that looked good. Hotel.”

……

It was night, and Arturia was lying on the big bed alone.

Because of their abundant funds, they booked three rooms in total, but the purpose of doing so was not for enjoyment.

‘When you wake up tomorrow morning, Menechelle will be gone, right? ’

When Menechelle said, "We'll spend the night in the city tonight," Arturia already understood what he wanted to do.

Staring at the ceiling helplessly, the soft mattress beneath her body could not bring her any comfort.

——Then, Menechelle will leave, and she and he will not be in the same world after all.

Although she had already made up her mind and had this awareness a long time ago, Artoria still felt that if Menechelle left while she was sleeping, she would never forgive him.

dong dong dong.

Three gentle knocks sounded.

Arturia's hair trembled and immediately stood up energetically. She stood up quickly, picked up the hat that was placed aside and suppressed the raised hair.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked."

She suppressed the trembling in her voice and wanted to look in the direction of the door but was afraid of being disappointed so she didn't.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and was closed again as footsteps entered.

"Sure enough, I guessed that you weren't asleep."

That was the voice of Menechiel.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"I'm a Servant, and I don't have to sleep." Menechelle didn't care. After a pause, he added, "Looking at the expression, you seem to know what I want to do."

Artoria hummed, she was not smart but not a fool.

"I came here to say goodbye."

"Look, isn't that smart?"

The compliment was as usual, but this time Artoria showed no obvious resistance.

"Tomorrow morning I will set out alone to assassinate the queen." He said what Arturia expected. Arturia finally turned her head to look at him, only to find that Menechelle scratched her face and seemed to have an embarrassed smile: "Originally, I had already left the city gate at this time, but I remembered that if I didn't talk to you If you say anything, you will probably be very angry."

——What? How could this person guess so clearly about her? It’s because he’s scared of goblins.

"No way. After all, I can't do anything except hold you back if I go with you."

"..."

The air fell silent.

Artoria:︸_︸

——Quickly refute me! Bounce my forehead as usual! Don't make it seem like I'm really just a drag!

"Originally, I should have said some words of encouragement to you, but preaching is not my area of ​​expertise." Rather than persuading others, he prefers to make others dare not refute. However, Artoria is not someone else.

"Okay, you must have rushed back just to tell me this. I'm not a child anymore. I don't need your comfort."

"of course not."