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

"Well, just recovering - let the professionals come and talk to you."

Da Vinci suddenly left the light screen and was replaced by a soft male face. Holmes asked: "Miss. Fujimaru, we have located your location and will pick you up as soon as possible. But before that, what happened on your side? There were a lot of curse-level reactions."

"Hey, as a local, shouldn't you know something?" Qianzi Muramasa asked Percival, who also had a dull look on his face, but undoubtedly received only a numb shake of the head.

"Damn it - the blue guy must know something, it's all his fault! Who made him die so early!"

"That should be what Morgan is guarding against."

"Hmm?" Chiko Muramasa turned around and saw Artoria. Her blue beret was blown away by the strong wind, and her golden hair fluttered in the wind. She held the Staff of Selection in one hand and looked at the huge white object slowly rising from the cave in the distance.

He did have the demeanor of a savior, but there was no determination in those eyes, but hesitation.

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but worry: "Artoria..."

"It doesn't matter, I am the son of the prophecy... I will tell you why the tour has never been used. Is it here?"

"There's no way around it... After all, who made me the child of prophecy?" She took a step forward.

"I advise you not to do this, Artoria, are you really ready to die?"

Everyone's eyes, including Artoria's, were attracted by this voice. This was not the voice of anyone present.

The man wearing thin leather armor stepped on the muddy curse, but he approached from a distance as if he were walking on flat ground. He was holding a broken sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword was still stained with purple-black Morse residue, indicating that his journey was not smooth sailing. In the old man's other hand, he was holding a hat, which was the one that had been struck by the strong wind earlier. Artoria's beret was blown away, but unlike the sword, it was spotless.

"Ezequiel, are you still alive?" Fujimaru Ritsuka said in surprise. She always thought that the other party had died in the previous crusade against Camelot.

But Chiko Muramasa stretched out his hand to stop Fujimaru Ritsuka. Chiko Muramasa looked at him covered in curses but didn't care, and already held the sword in his other hand.

"I'm sorry, I've always been alive, but I came so late because I had to deal with some personal matters."

But the old man didn't take it seriously. He jumped over several people, came to Artoria, and put the beret back on her head.

"That thing cannot be made up for by human power alone."

"Originally, that guy Grimm was supposed to tell you about this, but he unexpectedly left the stage willfully. So, I had to fill the vacancy."

"Ezequiel, what do you want to say?" Qianzi Muramasa looked at the other party. From the eyes that were so bright that they didn't look like an old man, Qianzi Muramasa couldn't see anything.

But Ezequiel ignored him and looked at Artoria.

"You actually know what the so-called tour is, right?"

Looking at the smiling mouth of the other party, Arturia bit her lower lip, hesitating but still nodding slowly.

"What are you talking about-"

"That's it."

Holmes's voice on the screen cuts into the conversation. He looked at the old man with a clear look in his eyes: "I thought it was Oberon, but I didn't expect it was you."

"Hello, detective from correct history." Ezequiel nodded to him.

"Holmes?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the screen with confusion.

"Miss. Fujimaru, do you still remember the truth about this lost belt that I told you?"

"The country constructed by fairies does not have human civilization, so naturally it cannot be said to carry the corresponding heroic spirits. But there are exceptions to everything. First, as long as the heroic spirits that existed before the error occurred will not be affected - of course this almost impossible."

"The second point is that in this Lost Belt, there is someone active here under the name of a certain heroic spirit. Although Jormungandr was once named the Elf Knight Menechel, but that was After Menethiel Saber was summoned, that is to say, before that, probably during the Fairy Calendar, [Menethiel] already existed.”

"Then..." Fujimaru Ritsuka's breathing gradually became slower, and in the end she almost forgot to breathe.

"Travelers from a certain history, I'm sorry to have kept it secret for so long. Then please allow me to reintroduce myself——"

"My real name is not Ezequiel."

"Menechiel Sardisius - this is the name given to me by the Paradise Fairy of the previous generation, the savior Ash."

The fact that Ezequiel is Menechel, the man Morgan named him in the Lostbelt, is hinted at in more than one place in the previous chapter, such as the fact that he is a human who escaped from Camelot, that he was imprisoned in the Vault City, his natural affinity for Jörmungandr, and most obviously, what Ezequiel said when he appeared.

Of course, there are also people who don’t even care about this and can guess that this old man is Menechelle from the Lostbelt. After all, he is the protagonist after all.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 485: The Pilgrimage of Salvation: The Truth about the Crowning Ceremony

The wooden door let out a whimpering hiss. Looking at the goblins who were trying to escape from the door and making a mess, even the high-ranking goblins showed extremely bad looks due to their escape.

It's really ugly.

Aurora, who was still sitting at the table and holding a wine cup alone, thought proudly. She was not afraid. If she had any regrets, she still had them.

Because the carefully prepared poisonous wine was wasted in this chaos before Noknare could even drink it.

With a glass of poisonous wine, she caused a certain filthy creature to go berserk in Londinion four thousand years ago, killing the savior Ash and her companions who had covered up her light. It was a pity that this feat Couldn't reproduce.

She did not run away. Her follower, Coral, who had maple red wings that was a little uglier than her, was turned into a caterpillar by her because he persuaded her to run away. Now he should be trampled to death by other fleeing goblins.

She watched the floor carefully, lest she accidentally step on a caterpillar carcass and smear the soles of her shoes when she left later.

At this time, a shadow stood in front of her.

"Who?" The questioning voice changed to a gentle tone as soon as he saw the person clearly: "Is it Oberon? Oh, aren't you running away? Morse is coming."

"Well, I know." Oberon still had that decent smile that was very friendly to everyone. He raised the wine glass that he didn't know where he came from and signaled to Aurora: "I'm here to see you. Received Someone’s request.”

"Well, who is it?" Aurora clinked glasses with Oberon, and she took a sip of red wine, looking elegant and decent.

"It was during the last coronation ceremony that you poisoned a certain food, which caused the poor guy to go berserk and become a disaster."

"It's the undead soul of Jormungandr."

clang-

As if pinching a watch, the wine glass fell to the ground, and the glass immediately broke into pieces.

But this was not because Aurora Su felt afraid because she heard the unexpected name. She would not have that ugly emotion, and her palms began to lose feeling.

——The wine was poisoned...

"This is Noknare's glass of wine. You probably didn't notice when I changed it."

The numbness in the palms began to spread to the arms. Aurora clutched her throat and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Looking down at Aurora who was twitching unconsciously, Oberon narrowed the corners of his narrow eyes slightly. Just this small change actually changed his temperament.

"I was asked to bring you a message."

"Ai failed, now it's his turn to save the world."

Oberon grabbed Aurora's hair and dragged her to the high platform, where she was already covered with black spots. At this time, the sudden visit of a fresh body caused the cursed black spots that had been piled up to rush onto the body, and the cursed spots covered half of Aurora's face.

"I won't kill you, you will turn into Morse, and then of course someone will kill you when the time comes."

"The Calamity of Fire, ah, now I wish I could borrow every bit of my strength."

Oberon's voice became farther and farther away, and Aurora's body twitching continued. Half of her face close to the ground was completely dyed black. She was in so much pain that she wanted to scream, but her throat couldn't. Any sound.

This kind of pain was something Aurora had never experienced before. It seemed as if her soul was being pulled out and torn into countless pieces, then crushed and mixed into the dirty black mud, and finally stuffed back into her body bit by bit. Body.

Ah, she must be filthy and ugly at this time, like maggots that can be seen everywhere, right?

The image of herself at this time appeared in Aurora's mind unconsciously.

Because I have seen [similar] before, it is not difficult to imagine it at this time.

——That guy is dazzling because of his pure white soul color.

It is the dragon that follows the savior Ji.

Because the memory is so long ago, it is still a bit difficult to recall it. But Oberon's reminder just now awakened her dusty memory.

That kind of innocence that was completely different from hers and completely from the heart made Aurora understand for the first time what jealousy was.

Why?

The inferior creatures in the quagmire were actually more dazzling than her.

So, she, who presented herself as the image that everyone loved, poisoned a certain piece of bread on someone's crowning ceremony that day. The stupid dragon was indeed as she imagined, unprepared. After eating the bread, it was a poison that could kill even Cornunnos, so Aurora was not worried about failure.

However, the poison failed to kill it, but caused it to go berserk.

The rampaging dragon revealed its disgusting true form. Aurora would never forget that ugly image in her life. It had completely lost its sense of beauty and seemed to be killing just to satisfy its appetite, capturing all fairies and humans present.

Although things were unexpected, the result was good. That ugly creature was naturally hated by everyone and was labeled as inherently evil. As a result, the savior Ash was also disliked and the angry fairies demanded his execution.

She deserves it, this is the consequence of shining brighter than her.

Aurora thought she had kept this matter very confidential, and even one of the people involved, Ji, probably didn't know about it. But where did Oberon know this?

It was incomprehensible, and soon, Aurora no longer had the energy to pay attention.

Her ears began to lose hearing, and tinnitus gradually replaced all sounds. Aurora's pupils began to dilate, but her body was twitching out of her control, like a precursor to zombie transformation.

No, she didn't want to become as ugly as Sky Disaster.

Before the world became completely blurry, something descended upon her.

Little blue fairy.

Aurora still kept half of her face the same, and her eye suddenly burst into life.

Lancelot...

She wanted to open her mouth to ask for help, but still no sound came out. She could only look at her with hopeful eyes!

And the elf Lancelot received that sight.

The body of the elf Lancelot was trembling. She bit her lip. Even without looking, she knew what kind of state Aurora was in now.

It was precisely because she was clear that she turned her head away from looking into those eyes. But Aurora's voice sounded in her head on its own initiative.

That was the scene where she first met her in the dim swamp.

"Hello, lovely fairy. I should say good morning."

Even though I know it is false, even though I know it is just superficial.

"I'm Aurora, what's your name?"

At that moment, she gained her heart, gained her body, knew her heart, and knew her admiration!

——Knowing the love that cannot be shaken or shaken off.

however……

Yes, Aurora is such a fairy

-Even though I know I am not loved, even though I know I am being used, I still love her.

Destroy the Mirror Clan for her, cover up all the filth for her.

"Aurora……"

——I love you. No matter how evil you are, I will fulfill all your wishes

The light blade popped out of the elf Lancelot's sheath, and then the sharp sword tip sank into the head of the half-Morse Aurora.

The elf Lancelot could clearly see that one eye shining with hope was filled with surprise and confusion.

"Under..."

Tears flowed from her eyes. Although she was not hurt in any way, her armor was still broken.

"I...can't save you. You will turn into Morse, your wings will fade, your appearance will age, you will not be able to fall in love with yourself, and you will become a curse that has lost all its luster. The most unbearable thing is that Yes, it’s you!”

Even now, I can still think of you, the wind that visited the dim swamp - the brilliant, aurora, that will always be in front of my eyes.

"Under..."

Black magic gradually replaced the blue of the lake, and tears slid down her cheeks, leaving behind not tear stains, but black curse marks.

"I……"

No matter how dirty she is, no matter how hypocritical she is, she can only live for Aurora.

It would be great if she lived for herself. In that case, no matter what she did, she could keep Aurora alive. Because once Aurora is gone, she will turn back into a piece of meat in the dim swamp.

but……

"I love you, Aurora. I am in love with you, Aurora."

"Even though--I will lose this love!"

The black magic power gathered into an extremely dark lightning spear, which replaced the light blade and shattered the remaining body of Aurora.