Davidian's Holy Grail War

Ritsuka quickly responded, and the three people he named all agreed to his battle plan.

After all, they all knew that Bogzart wasn't a die-hard supporter of the Queen, so going through the motions was enough.

“Percival doesn’t need to go to the city lord’s mansion. You need to take several dozen men to secure our retreat, which means controlling the city gates. If Bogzart orders the city to be sealed off, then it will be your turn to play a role.”

Percival stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and then tapped his breastplate, indicating that he would leave the matter to him and lead a roughly equal number of Round Table soldiers to ensure Ritsuka and the others' escape route.

His operational orders, though simple, were perfectly suited to their current group and were very effective and concise.

"And since it's an infiltration, it's better to choose nighttime. We'll set off tonight! We'll launch a surprise attack on Norwich, complete the mission quickly, and return. Understand?"

Ritsuka truly understood the principle of speed in warfare, leaving Caster completely stunned. Is this what a Master of Pan-Human History is like? What kind of decision-making power and resolve is this? Is she really this swift once she decides on an action?

Even Bawanshi was surprised. Was this man really that fierce? Did he have no idea how to spell "fear"?

He immediately seized control of the war council and even decided their next course of action. Even Percival, the leader of the Round Table Army, agreed with his war plan.

Afterwards, Ritsuka asked Da Vinci about the current time. Once they confirmed it, he told everyone that there were still three hours until departure, and everyone should go and rest for a while.

Anyway, Lentinium is a big place, and everyone has things they want to do and can do, which makes it easy to pass the time.

The interior facilities of Lentinium were very well-equipped, including textile mills, training grounds, and forging workshops.

Ritsuka then looked at the group that hadn't separated yet; the strategy meeting wasn't over, and he still had something to say.

“Oberon, I’ll trouble you to go to Oxford. I’ve heard before that Woodworth is a staunch supporter of His Majesty Morgan.”

Ritsuka brought this up: once the decision is made to ring the bell, their only option against the Queen will be battle. Therefore, they must gather intelligence and prepare countermeasures in advance.

Oberon whistled and said, "Ritsuka, you know a lot. That Woodworth is not only powerful, but also absolutely loyal to the Queen."

They're definitely going to have to face that guy, so they have to prepare for the fight beforehand.

"If we're unlucky, we might even face a double attack from Bogzart and Woodworth. Although Bogzart might not interfere too much when we ring the bell, if the Queen puts pressure on Bogzart, it's hard to guarantee that our situation won't get worse."

Upon hearing this, the group immediately looked troubled. But there was truly no other way; the opponent's strength was simply too overwhelming.

Not to mention it's not just these two from the Fang Clan; there are also the Fairy Knights Gawain and Lancelot over there. Either one of them coming over would be enough to give them a hard time.

“Yes, I totally agree… How about I ask Aurora for help and have her keep Woodworth in check?”

At this moment, Oberon brought up a possibility that no one would have thought of: asking Aurora for help? What the heck?

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Oberon immediately began to explain that Woodworth had recently become quite infatuated with Aurora.

So, if a beautiful woman who remains unmoved no matter how much you try to win her over suddenly messages you saying, "I want to see you right now..."

"You...you really have no heart, no humanity at all." Caster was shocked. Was this just toying with men's hearts? Oberon was a real scoundrel.

"No, actually Aurora has quite a wide range of interests, and her desire to reward Woodworth is genuine."

But then again… Aurora is a philanthropist, perhaps she really will win over Woodworth. I'd better give her a few words of advice, telling her that being too gentle can lead to misunderstandings.”

Oberon's words made everyone present sigh, and Da Vinci even began to feel a little sorry for Woodworth, whom she had never met.

However, Oberon didn't care about that at all. He immediately switched to flight mode and went straight to Salisbury. He would come back here later to see him again.

"Alright, meeting adjourned! Everyone, let's get some rest before we set off again. To be honest, even I want to rest for a bit, since we just arrived in Lentinium today."

Ritsuka also said that she was really tired; today was a non-stop day. She'd have to wait until later to get some rest; it was such a hassle.

Chapter 359 He's practically Superman (II)

"What a brilliant command! I, Percival, am deeply impressed. As expected of the Master of Pan-Human History, your combat experience is truly extensive."

After the war council meeting, Percival couldn't help but praise Ritsuka, even admitting he himself was inferior to her. After all, his initial plan was to launch a direct assault on Norwich for Caster's sake.

"No, it's nothing. I'm used to it now. Mr. Percival, please get some rest and also prepare the vehicles and goblin horses for our retreat. Thank you."

Ritsuka was still keeping an eye on these aspects, while Percival said he would take care of them. The Round Table Army also had these reserves, although not as good as the royal versions that David and his group had experienced before, they were definitely sturdy and durable.

After receiving Percival's assurance, Ritsuka was finally able to clear her mind and rest for a while, while the others had already gone to where they wanted to go.

Habertrot will go and sew clothes for the children of Lentinium.

Gareth arranged for her to go to the training ground, where Percival would teach her marksmanship later.

Grandpa Muramasa wanted to go to the forge, since there was only one person there who could be called a blacksmith, and the rest were just apprentices. He couldn't just sit idly by and do nothing.

Ritsuka was finally able to go to the room below the operations room for a short rest, with Caster awkwardly following beside him, while Bavanshi was more generous in this regard.

She didn't feel any shame at all; she just followed along casually.

"Um, wasn't my performance just now completely different from what Percival had predicted about the Child of Prophecy?" Before Ritsuka entered the room, Caster finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.

She herself felt that her performance just now was extremely poor, and she was completely outclassed by Ritsuka.

How did this person manage to overcome the pressure from both Percival and Oberon and seize control of the situation?

That's too awesome! This person is more like a prophet than I am. I never thought that someone could come up with a battle strategy so quickly.

Oh... by the way, Caster's stupid idea just now was the same as Percival's: to directly attack Norwich.

Although she felt this was very wrong, she couldn't think of any other solution at the moment.

"No, Custer. Aren't you thinking too strangely about your responsibilities? You don't think... you should be some kind of all-rounder, do you?"

"Huh?" Caster was stunned; she had actually thought so before.

Or perhaps she felt she shouldn't be so incompetent; she had barely uttered a word during the war council, and she felt this wasn't the behavior of the prophesied child.

Seeing her stunned expression, Ritsuka realized he had probably hit the nail on the head. So he had no choice but to repeat the reasoning again.

“We’re partners, we should help and support each other. Expecting one person to do everything is putting pressure on them, not to mention you’re not even as old as me.”

Ritsuka suddenly laughed when she finished speaking. It was only when she got to this point that she realized that Caster wasn't even as old as her.

It's unrealistic to expect a 16-year-old girl who hasn't experienced any major ups and downs to know everything and do everything perfectly.

"King Arthur Artoria Pendragon in the pan-human history was able to fight all the way to the end only because he had countless trusted companions."

Lord David, Lord Gawain, Lord Lancelot, Lord Tristan, Lord Percival, and Lord Bedivere—each played their part in supporting King Arthur.

The same applies now. While we wouldn't dare claim to be on par with the Knights of the Round Table in terms of ability, we, as your comrades, will do our utmost to support you, Caster. Just do what you believe is right.

Ritsuka's expression was so earnest, and this sincerity captivated even Caster. Fujimaru Ritsuka was always like this; he was always incredibly genuine when he thought of others.

As for Bavanshi, she's never met anyone like Fujimaru Ritsuka. Morgan and Davidian are certainly good to her, but someone like Fujimaru Ritsuka evokes a different kind of feeling in her.

She had never felt this way before, so it's understandable that she doesn't understand it now.

But perhaps thinking of others allows him to temporarily forget his own situation, which is also a way for him to clear his mind.

But what he said next shocked Caster and surprised him greatly, because Ritsuka turned to look at Bavanshi and said, "By the way, Tristan, can you come to my room for a moment? I have something to say to you."

"Huh? Fujimaru Ritsuka! What are you trying to do by inviting someone to your room right now?! She's the Queen's daughter, you know! You're not already thinking that we can't beat the Queen, so you're trying to curry favor with her daughter to pave the way for our future, are you?! Huh?"

Caster became incredibly excited, while Ritsuka could only respond with a helpless expression.

What's all this about? Caster's thinking is just too erratic. He was baffled and didn't know how to even begin to criticize Caster.

"Alright~ You weakling Master, if you want to beg for mercy, you'd better do it now. After all, once Mother's army arrives, this shabby Lentinium will only turn into a sea of ​​fire again!"

Bavanshi entered Ritsuka's room with an extremely arrogant attitude, while Ritsuka just smiled wryly and gestured to Caster with her eyes that he didn't need to worry too much about the situation here; he just wanted to get more relevant information from Bavanshi.

Of course, he also wanted to get along well with Bawanshi. After all, from his perspective, he had long since figured out that Bawanshi wasn't born evil; her wickedness was purely a product of her upbringing.

Someone deliberately twisted her into this way, although Ritsuka doesn't know the reason yet.

After Ritsuka closed the door, Bawanshi sat down in the chair and arrogantly crossed her legs. To be honest, from Ritsuka's perspective, he saw everything clearly, although he didn't care at all.

"So, you lowly Master~ what exactly do you want to say? If you're begging for mercy, you'd better make it sound nice~ I'll pass it on to Mother as appropriate. Well, after all, I'm a kind-hearted person and I don't want to see you all being wiped out by Mother."

Ritsuka completely ignored her strange remarks and pulled up a chair to sit opposite her, then he sat down as well.

The two were looking at each other for a short while, and after that brief eye contact, Bawanshi subconsciously adjusted her posture and became more dignified.

The atmosphere feels heavy lately, like a random blind date. It's so weird.

Even this strange thought had already crossed Bawanxi's mind; she genuinely felt that the atmosphere in the room was rather odd.

“Tristan, I want to ask about the content of that mural. Judging from your expression just now, you obviously know something. Can you tell me about it? I don’t think it has anything to do with our battle with Her Majesty the Queen, since that’s all from the Fairy Era.”

Chapter 360 The Truth (Partial)

When Ritsuka asked about this, Bawanshi's previously composed expression froze. This was the only thing she wasn't sure if she could say.

Although her mother hadn't explicitly told her not to reveal this, in her mind, the only people who knew about it were probably herself, her mother, and David.

After some deliberation, Bawanshi solemnly said to Ritsuka, "I want you to swear on your soul that you will never tell anyone what I told you. Can you promise that?"

"If it's about the content of that mural, then I won't reveal a single detail."

After some thought, Ritsuka responded, and Bawanshi nodded before beginning to set up soundproofing measures. She didn't want the matter to be revealed so easily; she wanted to keep it as secret as possible, at least within her power.

"The painting depicts the six primordial goblins, or rather, the story of Dumbbell and the beast god Cornunos. My mother wouldn't tell me the specifics. Only David knew about it, and all I knew was that even my mother was terrified of its existence."

"And its body is buried at the bottom of the great cave, and its crimson pupils are the doomsday lid that Mother spent two thousand years trying to close. But when I saw the mural just now, I suddenly understood that Mother did not refuse to close it, but because Cornunos had its purpose."

Ritsuka was stunned by these words and quickly asked what they meant. Bawanshi, after sighing, replied:

"It's not a closed lid of the apocalypse, but rather a lid plugged with something. Mother used its enormous body as a plug, though I have no idea what it was plugging. But there must be a reason why Mother didn't deal with it."

Bavanshi's conjecture sent chills down Ritsuka's spine; for the first time, he felt that Britain was so terrifying.