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

"She always thought that Ash was just dead and forgot to release her. If she knew the truth of the matter, she might completely hate fairies and humans. Being hated by the Calamity of the Sky is not a good thing. "

This is actually Artoria's concern. Judging from the current performance of that stupid snake, it doesn't look like a disaster at all.

"Besides, Artoria, you don't have time to think about anything else."

"According to the information I have received, the battle on the Nokenale front line is going quite smoothly. It will take about a week for the troops to reach Camelot City. But before that, we need to complete the integration with the army of the King's Clan."

"In other words, Artoria, you still have one week to ring the remaining three patrol bells."

"what?"

Altria couldn't believe her ears. She had been on pilgrimage for fifty-one days, but had only rung three bells.

The bells of Gloucester and Salisbury were easy to deal with, and both Murrayne and Aurora agreed to let her go to ring the bells. But the real headache was the sixth bell.

"But...I don't know where the Water Bell of the Mirror Clan is?"

Oberon shook his finger: "Just ring the bell and leave the rest to me. I will definitely find out the news before the decisive battle."

"I'm really worried. You can hand over the command of Jormungandr to me first. I can buy some time for your patrol in your name."

Although Oberon was confident with his chest raised, Artoria still felt a little unreliable.

……

Da da da.

First there was the sound of soft footsteps, and with the click of the door, a beam of light lit up in the dark room.

"I told you not to bother me!"

Following this sharp sound, the sound of breaking through the air came. Two transparent threads shot out from the deepest part of the darkness and disappeared into the door panel that had just been pushed open.

"Miss Spinel, why are you so angry?"

Just by being short, he managed to avoid the two threads of blood that were cut like blades. Beryl still maintained a cheerful attitude.

When she heard his voice, the girl with long bright red hair who had turned her back immediately turned from anger to joy. She stood up from the bed and turned around in surprise: "Beryl, you are back!"

"Of course, I just dealt with some small things." Beryl stroked the long hair of the elf Tristan: "Don't be angry, I will tell you good news."

"Did mother allow me to go out?" Goblin Tristan's eyes lit up and he raised his face, hoping to see the answer he wanted on Beryl's face.

She had been grounded by Morgan since her last attempt to stop Camelot's invaders failed. Different from the past, which was only a superficial symbolic punishment, this time Morgan even sealed the water mirror given to her.

"Unfortunately, it's not that. It's Woodworth. That guy just died in the battle. He looked very impressive before setting off, but he turned around and died in the hands of the enemy. How about it? It's very relieved. ?”

"What? It turns out it's just this." In this regard, the goblin Tristan was not interested. Once a dog dies, it dies.

Beryl, who had seen all the performances of Fairy Tristan, threw out his own bait: "If Miss Spinel really wants to go out, then there is nothing I can do."

"Really? I knew you were the best, Beryl! But... mother wouldn't let me go out."

"No, no, your Majesty is just embarrassed to say it out of shame. In fact, the Fairy Kingdom can no longer do without your power, Miss Spinel."

"Woodworth died in the battle, the fairy knight Lancelot left the battlefield, and the fairy Gawain was also asked to go north to stop the rebels of the king's clan. At this time, your power is indispensable."

"Woodworth's failure left Oxford completely ruined at the hands of the Children of Prophecy and the Rebels."

As if to confirm Beryl's words, at this moment, a faint bell sounded.

"The Oxford bell has been rung. This is already the third bell. Oh my, is it possible that a little girl is going to fulfill Ainsel's nonsense prophecy?"

Tristan the Goblin remembered the prophecy that the son of the prophecy would defeat the false king - what a joke!

"I am the heir of Britain!" Tristan the Goblin gritted his teeth, but she still noticed something was wrong: "But, what should I do?"

"The Court of Frustration. As long as you have that, and with your excellent magic skills, it will be easy to defeat a mere child of prophecy."

This plot is really difficult to write. Until the attack on Camelot City, it is almost the same as the original plot in 2.6, so I don’t know how to write it. Just in time for me to start school, let me think about how to write

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 457 Salisbury Part

The trees on both sides fell back quickly, and the speeding carriage soon entered the gate of Salisbury.

It was obvious that the speed of the car had slowed down, and there was a loud noise outside the car.

"The Son of Prophecy is coming!"

"Great! He is the living son of prophecy!"

The carriage Aurora sent to receive them was not large and could only accommodate six people. But for them at this time, it was already considered spacious. There were not many people traveling with Artoria to ring the bell this time. Apart from Chaldea's group, only Thousand Sons Muramasa was the only one. Even Grimm, who was inseparable from the Thousand Sons Village, went north with Oberon to support Nocnare's army.

Arturia quietly lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and saw the fairies on both sides of the carriage stretching their heads to look inside. Although these fairies were eager, none of them blocked the carriage's path. Although it was slow, the carriage was still there. forward. This lively scene reminded Artoria of Aurora's parade she saw the last time she came to Salisbury. The goblins at that time welcomed Aurora's inspection with the solemn etiquette of this time.

"Artoria has returned to her loyal home of Salisbury," she suddenly muttered under her breath.

"Artoria looks very energetic." Sitting opposite her, Fujimaru Ritsuka joked with a smile.

"Well, it reminds me of the last time I came to Salisbury. At that time, I still came in on a trolley, and there weren't so many goblins to welcome me. But that's good."

"After all, Artoria, you are the son of prophecy who defeated the gathering of disasters in Norwich and defeated Woodworth, the first warrior of the Fairy Kingdom. Of course it will be different."

"Speaking of Woodworth -" Artoria opened the car curtain wider and searched around the shops on one side of the street. Finally her eyes fell on one place, and she pointed at the shop: " It was there, in that Woodworth’s store, that I had my first dessert. It was even better than I imagined—the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

"Yes, the food culture of the Fairy Country is much backward. Desserts are considered aristocratic food in the Fairy Country." Da Vinci nodded deeply. In order to supplement her magic power, she once ate local specialty bread, which made Da Vinci I vowed never to try it a second time. However, she curiously took a few glances at the "Oxford Canteen" shop with the miniature wolf tattooed on it: "Are the desserts there delicious?"

"It's very sweet... However, you can only enter that restaurant with a human entourage."

"Are you going to give it a try later?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was eager to try: "I can act as an attendant."

"Well, I can go with you after we finish the business."

"Don't you want to eat?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was very surprised.

"Ahaha... I don't want to eat sweets at the moment. I feel a little fat recently."

This was a lie. Arturia wanted to eat it, but she was worried that if she tried to eat dessert again, the sweetness in her memory would be diluted by the new sweetness.

After the carriage left the downtown area, its speed increased again. Not long after, we stopped in front of a church.

"Welcome to visit, Son of Prophecy." Outside the church, Aurora, the fairy with beautiful rainbow-colored wings, and her attendant Korn were standing in front of the carriage. At this time, they saw Artoria walking out of the carriage. , she put on a gentle smile: "This must be the second time we have met. You are much more mature than the last time."

"Last time, you were riding on someone else's neck like a child... I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

"It's nothing." Arturia looked at the woman who was still glowing with viciousness under the goblin's eyes, and her tone remained unchanged: "Lord Aurora is still as cheerful as ever."

Aurora's eyes narrowed slightly, but returned to normal for a moment. She looked at Artoria, who was walking alone at the front, protecting everyone behind her.

"Where is the gentleman knight who traveled with you last time?"

"he……"

Arturia's eyelids drooped slightly, showing some fatigue. Seeing that the shining light on Artoria's body disappeared at this time, Aurora did not choose to take an aggressive step closer. She gave up half of her body with satisfaction, revealing the bell tower behind her: "That's it, I understand...then, please come with me, as agreed, the Bone Bell in Salisbury is open."

Unlike any previous bell tower, Salisbury's Pilgrimage Bell is located in a gorgeous church. In fact, the Bone Bell here is larger than the three previously seen.

"This was the end point of the Savior Ash Pilgrimage."

Altria's palm, which was about to touch the bell, stopped at Aurora's faint voice. She glanced at Senko Muramasa and Mashu who were watching around her, as well as Leonardo da Vinci and Fujimaru Ritsuka who were standing further away, and pressed her palm down again.

As a familiar golden light lit up Artoria's body, the eyes of Thousand Sons Muramasa and Mash were also locked in the golden light.

but--

Nothing.

It would appear almost every time, but this time the thoughts of Ai's companions did not appear. Only the lonely bell lingers in the hearts of all the fairies. Mashu and Qianzi Muramasa stared at each other, not knowing why.

But in that golden light, Artoria completely heard the bell she was ringing for the first time.

That's not a sound of declaration, it's clearly the goblins' apology and the soul binding they accepted.

In the distance, I seemed to hear someone singing a prophetic song in the wind.

"The port returns to the seaside, and the disaster goes to the sky."

"The round fortress was burned, and the water bell appeared in the world."

"Sacrifice knights to victory, sacrifice hypocrisy to prophecy."

"The hollow responds with a bone bell, and the knight responds with hope."

"The criminal confessed his crime and his head was cut off with a beheading knife."

Vaguely, she seemed to see some image from the past. In a certain open and solemn hall, a girl who looked exactly like her was telling something to the illusory figure in front of her:

"Yes, I will not fulfill the mission of the Son of Prophecy. I have never been a savior. I will only protect my own country."

"As long as there is this magic power stored in this jade throne to support Jörmungandr imprisoned in the big cave, the [Great Disaster] will not be a thing to fear at all."

"I deceived you! Hector disappeared, Grim disappeared! I will never lose you again! I will leave you the footprints of our tour, and I will let you - even in the future who knows how many years later, Even if the two of us are the only ones who remember that history, I will give you a place where you can remember it again."

"I...I-I don't want to be alone."

Artoria was at this end of the blank space, quietly looking at the back of the other section of Ash. At this moment, Artoria woke up with a start.

She finally knew who this so-called backhand was reserved for. However, what Ai said next gave her no time to pay attention to this matter:

"Menethil! Menethil! Menethil!"

"Even if you will be imprisoned by me! Even if - even if you will resent me for thousands, ten thousand years!"

The image of the past disappeared at this point, but the fairy in the wind, Qie, turned around. Her blue pupils seemed to have penetrated time and looked back at this place thousands of years later. Her identical face was filled with hysterical contortions.

"The reborn son of the prophecy! If you insist on insisting on it, continue to fulfill this ridiculous prophecy."

"But have you ever thought about where you will end up after completing that ridiculous mission?"

Now that I'm in school, I'll change it to every two days. I can save up the later ones to make it more comfortable.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 458 Jörmungandr: I have no objection

At the same time, the Bone Bell of Salisbury was ringing in every corner of the Fairy Kingdom. On the northern plains, half the distance from the Elf Kingdom, a tragic war has slowly come to an end.

The blood of goblins and goblins spread all over the original green plain, spreading a layer of blood stains, and in the setting sun, an embarrassed figure wearing armor ran alone on the plain.

She is a tall woman with long light golden hair. The silver and blue armor is not so much worn on her body as it is hung on her rather plump figure. That is the first thing that makes people think of "big" women. This does not refer to the bust, but every part of her body is much larger than ordinary people.

She is the commander of the queen's army, the fairy Gawain.

At this time, the big goblin was covered in blood and fled alone in the direction of Manchester.

After blocking the three-way coalition of the Round Table Army, the Sheffield Army and the Northern Goblins for three days, the Queen's Army led by her was finally defeated in front of the River of Tears.

This defeat was inevitable. Most of the elites of the Queen's army had been selected by Woodworth earlier. The army temporarily put together by the fairy Gawain was almost defeated in the hands of the northern fairies who had the increase in the Nocnare Fairy Domain. , the elf Gawain also tried to go into battle in person, but was blocked by Boggart and the companions of the Son of Prophecy.

In the end, before the queen's army was surrounded by the coalition of northern clans, the goblin Gawain's personal guards escorted her to escape. In order to allow her to return to Manchester safely, her guards even stayed behind.

But her escape suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

Under the setting sun, she saw a black-haired woman. With the iconic dragon wings on her back and a slowly swaying tail, she was a dragon fairy like the fairy Lancelot. The fairy Gawain easily recognized her identity.

Companions to the Children of Prophecy.

Fairy Gawain felt her violent breathing and heartbeat. With her poor condition, it was almost impossible to escape in a short time.

"I agreed, and you have to listen to me."

The fairy Gawain noticed that the speaker was a pure white man floating next to the black-haired girl. It was probably him who guided the other party to find him.

but……

"In addition to Murien, are there any orphans in the Winged Clan?"

The petite white figure exploded with a burst of white smoke, and Oberon's figure appeared in the white smoke.

"I am not a fairy from the Winged Clan."

"Oberon, can you do it?" Fairy Menechelle probed her head. Her hands were covered with black scales that quickly grew larger and thicker, and she already looked like a half-dragon.

"Oh, don't worry...you promised Artoria that you would obey my arrangements."

The frequency of the tail swishing of the fairy Menechelle slowed down a bit.

"Don't insult me ​​too much! Do you think I have no room for resistance?" The fairy Gawain tore off the horn, and blood flowed from the broken corner. Her body began to swell, and the bloody broken horn was in her hand. It extended and took the shape of a sword.

"Don't be so anxious. Goblin Gawain, on behalf of the Children of Prophecy and Chaldeas from outside Britain, I want to talk to you."

"Don't waste your efforts... I will not betray His Majesty Morgan."