The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 33 Cinderella and the Glass Slippers (Pagoda Xuan’s reward plus update )

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 tremor in her voice and wanted to look in the direction of the door, but she was worried about being disappointed and did not look.

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."

"That is……"

Arturia stopped talking. She opened her mouth in surprise and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Menechelle stretched out her hands towards her, and in her rough palms lay a small hair ornament woven with blue strips.

Artoria's eyelashes trembled, and her pupils seemed to have light.

"Because I heard you wanted a hair accessory, so here's it for you."

"...You're going to do this this afternoon?"

Arturia responded.

Menechelle nodded. He did not find a shop selling trinkets in Norwich. He ordered them from a blacksmith in Norwich. I originally thought about making an Artoria doll for Gareth, but the blacksmith refused to accept any more orders.

"you really……"

Halfway through her words, Arturia carefully reached out, held up the small hair accessory with both hands, and pinned a strand of hair in front of her forehead.

"That's how you feel like a princess."

"Humph."

There was a rather thick nasal sound in his voice.

Menechelle nodded with satisfaction. The restraint on his face disappeared, and the familiar fearless smile appeared. He said: "Princess, forgive me for sending you here. Next, I have my own things to do, so, your You can only refuel on your own during the parade.”

"Artoria, you will definitely become stronger. If you don't believe in yourself, please believe in my judgment."

"I'm leaving."

"..."

"Menechel." Arturia suddenly said: "Don't die."

Menechelle held the doorknob with one hand, and raised her other hand to point her index finger behind her.

"It will win."

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"The flower on the hair ornament is a hyacinth flower. It symbolizes the end."

"This guy doesn't know how to choose a gift for a girl (pouts). However, I probably understand why he chose wild hyacinth flowers."

"This is the only flower that Menechelle and I mentioned during this short journey. Just the next day during the day, he mentioned to me a metaphor about the sky of pan-human history. This way. It’s such a boring little thing, but it’s remembered so firmly. What have you used your brain capacity for? Focus on the real thing!”

"Thank you, Menechelle. Maybe I will meet many, many fairies and people in the future, and go on many many tours, but this twenty-seven-day journey with you has been the best and most wonderful experience in my life. remember."

　ps1: Cinderella will become beautiful and confident when she puts on the glass slipper. This is Cinderella’s exclusive plug-in

　　ps2: Thanks to Futu Xuan for the large reward

　　PS: byd, obviously the artistic conception I want to write is not like this. I will unveil part of the foreshadowing to start the next plot. But how did I write the defense in this state? I will take a sleep first, adjust my state, and update after waking up.

　　(End of this chapter)