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

Chapter 456: Pilgrimage to Salvation: The Bell of Oxford
The Bell Tower in Oxford.

Arturia let out a breath and slowly opened her eyes. The last bell rang slowly in her ears.

She thought of the awe-inspiring King Arthur she had seen when the first bell rang. That kind of life made her deny it from the bottom of her heart.

It’s unbelievable and unacceptable. How cruel must everyone be to laugh and allow such a king to exist?

But the most ridiculous thing is that Arturia knew her mission while the Oxford bells were ringing.

Under the silent gaze of the Black Knight, a sense of understanding came to his heart.

Is that what happened?

Ahhh——

The most ridiculous thing is that it turns out that my life is as cruel as that of Artoria in the history of pan-humanity.

For the first time, Arturia hated her mission so much.

"Lady Artoria has become stronger again."

The empty darkness was pierced by Gareth's voice ringing in her ears at this time. Arturia reluctantly cheered up and hummed twice pretending to be proud. She pretended to show off her muscles and immediately got received a burst of praise from Gareth.

It's just a pity that only the magic power has grown, and the body still has not grown.

She showed her usual optimistic smile, and was both afraid of being seen through and afraid of being seen through.

"Whose missing body did you see this time?"

"It's the Black Knight Hector." Grimm spoke. He muttered and withdrew all the various magic tricks that had been arranged in advance around the Bell Tower. He did not notice anything strange about Artoria: "There was no fight between him and us. Sure enough, that stupid snake is the most troublesome, right?"

Arturia fell silent.

She wondered what exactly she was seeing. Although this is Ashe's back-up plan, after knowing that Ashe is Morgan, can it be understood that Morgan was just giving an early warning to prevent the future fairies from ringing the patrol bell?

Her thoughts were confused, and Arturia couldn't think clearly.

"What's wrong?" Oberon came over.

"Nothing, just thinking about how to tell Jörmungandr that Ash is Morgan."

In order to let the stupid snake recover in peace, Arturia did not inform the other party of the matter immediately. The momentum that had been so high-spirited was now deflated, which made Artoria hesitate.

"Oh, that's quite difficult. But my suggestion is not to tell her yet."

"But……"

But isn’t that cheating?
Artoria wanted to say something, but she met Oberon's serious eyes: "The child might cry after getting the truth."

"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?"

Arturia couldn't believe her ears. She had been on tour for fifty-one days, but she only rang three bells. The pilgrimage bells in Gloucester and Salisbury were easy to talk about, and both Murien and Aurora agreed to ring the bells. But the real headache is the sixth clock.

"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)