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

She couldn't stand that kind of herself, and neither could Lord Weathers, who was buried in her belly and turned into a part of her ability.

Since you survive by devouring your favorite things, you must not die for the reason of "wanting to die."

But the suffering was not something she could bear. Every time she felt guilty after eating a full meal, she would collapse to tears. On those days, Bagster felt like she was in a dark and stuffy room, unable to feel the flow of time. Pass by, knowing only that you are just existing.

——"Excuse me, why are you crying? If you have something unhappy, you can tell me."

Those weak words, which were neither strong nor domineering, and which she usually hated the most, blew into Bagster's world like a gust of wind, and all the stuffiness and restlessness disappeared.

In the year 2000 of the Queen's Calendar, Bagster met a certain human child, Adonis. She actually fell in love with a weak human being. This feeling made her feel amazing, but that kind of peace of mind and satisfaction was something Bagster could not let go of.

"Adonis."

The closer we got to Manchester, the more unbearable the emotion became.

"Adonis."

The shadow of Manchester can already be seen in the distance. But that sight made Bagster stop unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Manchester is burning. Before entering the city, I could smell the smell of blood in the air.

The goblins are slaughtering humans wantonly, and all that can be heard is the screams of humans begging for mercy and the sadistic laughter of goblins.

"Eat quickly! Eat quickly! Bagster has been defeated! These humans are ours!"

"Once Bagst finds out that we have been locking humans in the warehouse and that we torture them every day in the warehouse, Bagster will definitely be furious!"

"She would definitely kick us away and yell, 'Why didn't you call me!'"

The goblins were in groups of three or five, stepping on the broken limbs on the ground and on the bodies of the still struggling humans, scrambling to tear off the remaining human limbs.

"This is……"

Bagster's pupils trembled.

She looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief and confirmed again and again that this was her Manchester. However, shouldn't the goblins and her subjects here follow the principle of "the strong should feed on the stronger"? Why attack weak humans?

"what happened……"

She became surprisingly angry, and Bagster grabbed the goblin closest to her. She knew him and had a human wife, but his wife was lying at his feet.

"What on earth are you doing!"

But in response to her questioning, the goblin she was holding and the goblins around her opened their mouths and showed smiles that she couldn't understand.

"Oh, Lord Bagster, you are back! You came at the right time! Let's play together! Let's share together! Lord Bagster, don't be stingy!"

"What do you mean? This is imitating you, Lord Lord."

"We all know it. Every goblin knows it. I saw what you usually hide!"

"Incredibly happy love play house, extremely wonderful daily stories, it looks really happy, and we want to be happy too, so we imitate you too."

The goblins talked to each other, describing reasons for Bagster.

but……

Imitate me?

Since it is imitation, then why kill humans?

His brain suddenly throbbed, and Bagster closed one eye with a look of pain on his face.

A picture appeared in front of her eyes uncontrollably.

Her survival instinct told her not to remember it, and her body automatically denied that memory.

But more and more memories emerged, and Bagster's face changed from angry at first to more painful now.

The goblins didn't notice Bagster's strangeness, and they were still chattering:

"Obviously I cherished it so much, I obviously loved it so much, but Bagster ate it! A goblin secretly ate it deep in the mansion!"

"do not talk!"

The young man's voice sounded in her ears. Adonis's voice was still gentle, and that gentleness even overcame the blood around him.

——"You're crying again, Bagster. Come over here. It's okay to talk while crying."

The goblins were laughing wantonly: "Humans were eaten! It's fun! Very interesting, so we did it!"

Bagster covered his ears because of the pain: "Stop talking!"

——At that time, Adonis smiled like this. Even though he was lying on the hospital bed, the boy was still gentle and attractive.

Then, she couldn't resist the temptation, she couldn't bear the love (desire) in her heart——

The smiles of the goblins became more and more rampant: "Bagster is angry! Because we shared her fun. What a stingy, stingy Gawain, passionate Gawain, gluttonous Gawain."

"do not talk!"

Suddenly Bagster opened her mouth, and she bit off the head of the goblin she was holding in her hand.

As the flesh enters his mouth, Bagster's body instinctively becomes hot, and the corners of his mouth rise uncontrollably as he chews.

Yes.

That's it.

She remembered it all.

——At that time, she once again failed to resist the temptation and opened her mouth. Bagster dismembered him. She ate him, chewed up her lover, and swallowed it.

At this time, the group of goblins were still making noises around her:

"Look, Master Bagster is smiling again and is taking us to find some fun things again!"

"What kind of prey is this time? Don't be stingy, let us have a taste too!"

"Ah."

"hehe."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Bagst's laughter turned into madness at the end. In her mouth, the blood of the previous goblin hung at the corner of her mouth, and hot white smoke came out of her mouth.

She remembered her agreement with Oberon.

never mind! Nothing matters anymore! After all, she was just a despicable beast who ate the one she loved!

But before that, there was one more thing she could do.

That was perhaps the last thing the goblin knight Gawain did for Britain.

- Goblin! This kind of evil creature must be killed without a single one left!

……

Noknare, who looked heroic in her crisp marching uniform, folded her arms in front of her chest and watched Grimm's actions from the center of the military formation.

The fact that she was so idle meant that the sporadic cleaning battles on the battlefield were over. At this time, she was waiting for Grim to get in touch with the Children of Prophecy.

Finally, Noknale waited until Grim opened his eyes.

"What did Artoria say?"

Grim was trembling in fright at the suddenly emotional Noknale. Although he said he didn't care, in fact he still felt unnatural towards this woman who had the same appearance as Maeve.

"She has just arrived in Gloucester. She hasn't had time to ring the parade bell."

"Her movements are too slow." Noknare frowned and expressed her dissatisfaction. She looked at the city of Camelot in the distance and gritted her teeth: "I can give her one more day at most."

If the prophecy had not revealed that Artoria was the fairy who defeated the false king, Nokenale would not have wanted to waste a single day.

Until now, the queen's army led by the fairy Gawain was defeated, and the queen entrenched in Camelot did not make the slightest move. This excessive silence made Nokenale feel uneasy.

"The lord of Gloucester is that Murien. Even if she is willing to hand over the Pilgrimage Bell of Gloucester due to the current situation, according to her temperament, she will arrange some commercial performances to squeeze Artoria's commercial value, right?"

"How can we waste so much time!" Nokenale reprimanded, but before she could say more severe words, a roar that seemed to shatter her eardrums suddenly erupted from a certain direction.

That was not an exaggerated modification. Noknare covered her ears, and the soldiers beside her collapsed on the ground without enough time to react, with blood overflowing from their ears.

"what is that!"

Grim was also shocked by this roar and gritted his teeth. The voice was filled with an ominous sense of destruction, almost like the highest level of mental pollution.

Just by hearing the sound, he could feel a thick chill running from his back to his brain.

As if to answer his question, thick black and red smoke billowed in the distant sky.

The thick smoke rose into the sky in just an instant and turned into oppressive black clouds.

And under the dark clouds, a beam of fire shot into the sky. Although they were far apart, Grim could clearly hear the crackling sound echoing in his ears.

The smoke of the fire flashed with accumulated thunder, and lightning exploded from time to time, illuminating the scenery in the dark clouds.

And Grim couldn't help but take a breath after seeing clearly what it was.

Swallowing thunder clouds and flames, the dark demon dog opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and more smoke covered the sky.

Disaster has struck.

The next chapter will be the day after tomorrow

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 461 Boggart: Behind us is Gloucester

"Lord Noknare!"

The voice came first, and then the speaker came. Gareth had just arrived, and before she even had time to catch her breath, she pointed her finger at the black clouds spreading in the distant sky: "Disaster—disaster of the beast!"

"Well, I know, that direction is Manchester." Noknare glanced at the other party. Gareth arrived faster than she expected. Grim had already explained it to her before the other party came. A disastrous situation. She even knew that the red and black Calamity was the Fairy Knight Gawain.

The black dog swallowing in the mist, at this time, under its black and red body like flowing magma is an increasingly high flame. The smoke rising from the burning flame merges into the black and suppressed thundercloud, even though it is so far away, Can also be seen clearly.

"Then what should we do?" Gareth couldn't hold back his uneasiness. Manchester's special geographical location separated the northern plains from Gloucester. This made Gareth worried about Artoria. .

"I've sent someone to find out the situation...He's here."

As soon as Noknare finished speaking, a moth flew into the center of the crowd, and with a burst of white mist, Oberon walked out of the smoke. He stretched out a finger to let the little white moth stop in his hand: "Huhu, it's so dangerous, I almost burned it to ashes."

However, facing everyone's nervous or worried gazes, Oberon did not make any excuses: "Manchester is hopeless. Although I only looked outside the city for a while, there should be no goblins there."

"And if I read correctly, the black dog should be planning to leave Manchester. Heading in the direction of Gloucester."

"It's Lady Artoria!"

No need for Gareth to say anything, Noknare had already guessed a thing or two. Her expression changed. Although she was also worried, Nokenale, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, still made the right decision. She turned to look at the knight in shining armor beside her: "Mr. Percival, let Lentini Thank you, the wind fairy, for passing on this news.”

"Check the status of the injured...and the number of goblins that have just been affected by the disaster. Speed ​​up the battlefield cleanup and send three teams of scouts to Manchester. The remaining goblins are on standby at any time."

Orders were distributed in an orderly manner. Most of the command team that had gathered in the military formation had dispersed. Noknare turned around and hurried to her military tent. But before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and stopped: "Companions of the Son of Prophecy, I will not order to go to Gloucester in the short term."

Gareth stood there. She was stunned when she heard Noknare's words, and then she realized what she was saying. The hesitation that she was about to say was instantly replaced by joy: "Yes, Lord Noknare!"

……

The wind brought distant sounds, whether they were lords or lower-level elves, even humans could hear them clearly.

That is the unique sound transmission ability of the wind fairy. No matter how far away it is, as long as it is a place where the wind can reach, the message can be blended into the wind and conveyed.

——"My fellow countrymen of the Fairy Country, this is the Allied Forces of the New Fairy Country. To repeat, this is the Allied Forces of the New Fairy Country. I am Olalia, the spokesperson of the Allied Forces."

——"Now, we must issue an evacuation notice. In the direction of Manchester towards Gloucester, a disaster has been born and has now destroyed Manchester. Please take refuge as soon as possible for the goblins along the way."

——"I will repeat it again below..."

Listening to the message carried by the wind, what I saw in front of me was a different scene. At this time, on the central plain, Boggart is probably one of the fairies who can best understand the weight of the light "disaster occurs".

On the plain not far in front of him, a cluster of beating flames could barely be seen, and the sky above him was completely covered by the deepest black, and a terrifying aura came towards this place from a distance. Side spread.

Gradually, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed out from the thundercloud, and a larger body was vaguely visible deeper.

"It's Bagster." Boggart let out a long sigh of relief. He led Sheffield's army away from the northern plains. Before he could reach Oxford, he encountered disaster first.

Thinking back to the crying girl in his memory, Boggart could not relate to the black dog in front of him who seemed to have completely fallen into madness.

"Is the target Gloucester?" Boggart chuckled.

If Bagster was allowed to destroy Gloucester, she would definitely cry with her cry-loving personality.

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