Davidian's Holy Grail War

David embracing his beloved tighter; this time, it was he who took the initiative. Morgan was naturally happy to oblige him; in fact, she would accompany him as many times as he wished.

Meanwhile, Ritsuka and the others had arrived outside Gloucester, where Percival and Redra Bitt were waiting for them.

Percival was relieved to see that everyone was safe and sound. Even in Gloucester, he was still worried about the possible riots that might occur after the pilgrimage bell was rung, but fortunately, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Oberon smiled and gave the small gifts to Redra, but Redra was somewhat bewildered...

Carrots are one thing, but who would send a horse hair growth tonic? That's just too weird!

"No need to hide it! I've known for a long time that you're a fashion-obsessed fairy. Look how hot the weather is getting now, why not take this opportunity to change your look and reach a new level of evolution?"

Under Oberon's persuasion, Redra showed a deeply shocked expression. He quickly praised Oberon as an exceptional fairy, saying that the hair growth serum was a perfect gift.

Then, he cheerfully went to apply the hair growth serum that Oberon had bought from who-knows-where, leaving Ritsuka speechless. Had Redra been completely fooled by Oberon? Oberon really was a big liar.

“Alright, now that Redra’s mood has improved, let’s go back to Londinium. Next up are the Oxford bells; when the fourth bell rings, the war will officially begin…”

Just as Oberon finished speaking, Artoria interrupted him.

"No, the clock at Oxford won't move since it's already there. Besides, with Woodworth defeated, Oxford is now teeming with the fairies of the Tooth Clan, so it's not the right time."

Let them cool off a bit. Let's go to Orkney and ring the fourth bell first. And I have a feeling... Ritsuka, you'll find someone important to you there."

Artoria's intuition kicked in at this moment, and Ritsuka also showed a shocked expression.

[Finding someone important... Mashu...]

Chapter 396 Doubt

When this topic came up, everyone knew that there was nothing they could do to stop Ritsuka. Moreover, finding Mashu was indeed the top priority; without Mashu, Ritsuka felt incomplete.

"Is this the intuition of the pan-human King Arthur? How terrifying~ I never thought anyone could think of things so accurately."

Habertrot was stunned. She had originally intended to use this opportunity to guide Ritsuka and the others to Orkney. However, she ended up incurring Artoria's favor, and her target had completely changed.

After some thought, Oberon could only helplessly accept this fact, although he felt that leaving the army was not a good thing.

But after all, they were originally a small elite special forces team, so it's perfect for the current situation.

"Huh? Isn't Oberon coming along?" Caster was taken aback; she had thought Oberon would continue to go on adventures and missions with them.

Oberon, however, gave him a look as if he were an idiot. He could only helplessly explain that the Round Table Army was growing rapidly and he couldn't afford to be distracted by both sides.

While the Bell of Pilgrimage is important to the Prophet, the army also needs to be strengthened.

They even had to ensure the safety of the clocks in Oxford, because if the Queen's Army got angry and smashed the clocks, things would be in serious trouble.

You have to understand that Woodworth was severely damaged by them, so there's no guarantee that the Fang Clan won't go berserk and do something extreme.

"Not to mention that Davidan has come with a large army and is very aggressive. I am really worried about leaving only Artoria and Percival behind."

Oberon's reasons were very valid, and no one could deny them.

Percival also suggested that, given the circumstances, a special operations team of six—Fujimaru Ritsuka, Muramasa, Da Vinci, Gareth, Habertrot, and Caster—should be formed to cross the Lake District and head towards Orkney.

“Redra Bit, could you please assist them?” Percival entrusted the transportation task to Redra, who patted his chest and said that this task was perfect for him.

“But once we enter the Lake District, we won’t be able to use a carriage anymore. After we part ways, I’m thinking… I’ll disguise myself as a wandering knight and lie in wait in Edinburgh. When you all come back from Orkney, you’ll stop by Edinburgh, right? We can meet up there.”

His arrangements were very clear and specific, and everyone else nodded in agreement. But Oberon, at this point, jokingly remarked:

"Hmm, very efficient. Contrary to your appearance and the nonsense you usually spout, Redra, you're actually quite capable, aren't you? Why are you content to be a servant in Aurora's Secret Carriage? If you had stayed under Woodworth's command, you would have made a name for yourself by now, wouldn't you?"

Hearing his words, Redra burst into laughter, declaring with gusto that his emotions were as fleeting as the wind, and that the city of the Wind Clan was a better fit for him.

"Swift as the wind, silent as the forest, unpredictable as the shadows, aggressive as fire. Impressive, Redra~" Ritsuka was also praising Redra, and this round of flattery almost made Redra jump up on the spot.

Redra felt only one thing at that moment... So good!

“Then let’s head back to Lentinium.” After Artoria said this, Gareth understood that it was time to part ways, so she finally couldn’t hold back any longer.

"Please wait a moment, I also need to go back to Lentinium!"

Her words surprised everyone; no one expected her to say something like that at this time. They all agreed that Gareth was with Caster.

“I’m sorry, Miss Caster. You clearly claimed to be the first knight of the prophesied child, but now you’re doing this. I know it’s very willful…”

Even though adding me wouldn't put everyone at ease... there are still things I can do. I can't just abandon the people of Lentinium!

Hearing Gareth's apologetic yet firm words, even Caster showed a surprised expression before turning to look at Ritsuka. Ritsuka smiled slightly at her, and Caster realized that they were thinking the same thing.

"It's alright, you don't need to apologize, Gareth. You've found your place, it's perfectly fine! Do what you want!"

We have Fujimaru Ritsuka, Da Vinci-chan, and Muramasa here! Although it might feel lonely, we'll meet again soon! Let's grow into better versions of ourselves and then reunite in Lentinium!

After she said that, Gareth also showed a joyful expression. She told Caster that she would eagerly await the sound of the bells. She was certain that she would be even more improved by then!

And so the two parted ways. Before leaving, Ritsuka smiled and said goodbye to Oberon alone: ​​"Let's go then, Oberon, good luck too!"

"Well, you can set off now, but be careful on the road. The coastline at the end is covered in ashes and freezing cold, but I think it's still better than the Russian Lostbelt you broke through before. I'm leaving Caster in your care; the more nonchalant she seems, the more broken she is inside."

Ritsuka fell silent after hearing his parting words, before he told Oberon that he would be mindful of these things.

To be honest, he still vividly remembers his last run in the Welsh forest with Ricaster, when he was so caught up in her emotions that he couldn't control himself for a moment.

"I understand. Actually, I know perfectly well that she's been hiding behind a smile all along. I hope I can support her wholeheartedly, and I really want her to escape all this trouble..."

Upon hearing Ritsuka's words, Oberon fell into a rare moment of silence. However, he quickly composed himself and said to Ritsuka, "Haha, it seems I said something unnecessary. With you by her side, I can see you off in peace."

At this point, his expression turned serious again. Oberon reiterated the current situation: once the fourth and fifth bells were rung, everything would truly be urgent. He would find a way to locate the sixth bell, and after that, the final battle with Morgan would begin.

"Well, although our chances of winning are slim. Besides, I have a feeling that defeating Morgan won't solve all the problems... There must be something else, some being in this Britain that curses all living things. It's just that we don't know what that is yet..."

Ritsuka's eyes widened at that moment. Oberon's words confirmed his previous speculation, but at this moment, his trust in Oberon actually decreased.

Because Bavanshi had previously discussed this matter with him, the beast god Cornunos...

Why does Oberon know so much? And what is his purpose in saying all this? He is not only encouraging himself to defeat Morgan, he is even encouraging himself to defeat the being that curses Britain.

At this moment, he couldn't even hear what Oberon was about to say; Fujimaru Ritsuka's thinking ability began to go berserk.

He remembered Bavanshi saying that in Morgan's eyes, Kornunos might be a lid plugging something. Now, looking at Oberon's words from another perspective, could it be that he hoped they would open or even destroy that lid...?

Chapter 397 Distant Star

[I can hear the bells ringing...]

[I can hear the bells ringing...]

[I can hear my own voice calling to me in that unchanging dream I've had for 16 years.]

Caster fell into a dream again, in which she recalled the poor, lower-class fairies who had given her gifts in Gloucester.

Actually, she didn't want to accept those things at the time. The things that were sent were all junk, a pile of worthless trash in the eyes of the higher-level fairies.

However, it was an extremely precious treasure for them, who had to exert all their strength just to survive each day.

She saw it then, she saw their feelings and their future.

Their desperate grasp at straws, their belief and warmth, their tearful and grateful eyes filled with gratitude for having endured the hardships to this day, and... everything that would disappear by the next morning.

The Queen's strategy was indeed tyrannical, and Davidian, due to her inner flaws, could never again become the Lord of Camelot she once was. She understood, she understood everything…

When they visited Gloucester again this time, they were indeed nowhere to be seen in the city.

They didn't place their hopes on the prophesied child because they were already dying and wanted to live longer, but rather because they hoped to help the prophesied child, which is why they gave up their only life.

As Castor pondered these thoughts, the scene before him shifted once more. This time, it was a strange world, unfamiliar Britain…

On the chaotic battlefield, a man, severely wounded but clutching the battle flag tightly, refused to yield to the countless enemies. He gritted his teeth and fought to the very last moment against the barrage of arrows raining down from the sky.

Then, under the dim glow of the setting sun, the blood on the ground took on a beautiful hue. The severely wounded queen, using… as a crutch, straightened herself atop the hill; she was scarred and nearing the end of her life.

Caster understood. Last time she saw the beginning of the Pan-Human History of Artoria and Davian, and this time she would witness their end.

And everything before her eyes was just as she had imagined. Even though the people, the city, and the country had all been revitalized in the process, the king was rejected by the knights and the people, and was completely crushed by the wishes of others, having never known joy.

The lord lamented this reality, but for the sake of the king's wishes, and for the sake of the country and its people, he was forced to accept it all, even though he probably disliked it very much. He disliked the fact that the king could only exist as the king, and that his happy life had been thus crushed; he simply did not want to accept any of this.

In the end, everything those two had painstakingly built came to nothing, and their companions turned on each other. Their world came to an end at that moment, a consequence of everyone's actions; they all hurled insults at each other and met an equal end.

Even the lord was betrayed by his beloved subordinates, leading to the most tragic and painful end.

Because everyone else had died before him, the king was left to face his end alone and desolate...

However, she heard the voice, the voice of Artoria Pendragon and Davian Slyrek, coming from afar, from the Shining Star:

"Did you hear me, my king! We will remain loyal forever!"

“Dai Anqing, our efforts have been worthwhile.”

These words reached Caster's ears, and at that moment she even subconsciously covered her ears in this dream.

What a joke... What a joke? What a joke! To selfishly exploit them, to endlessly ignore them, as if you've enjoyed their entire lives and then carelessly discarded them, stuffing them into a bookshelf and never looking back!

Why did it have to go this far? Why did we intend to go this far?

They had no reason to become kings, no reason to become lords... it was simply because they happened to possess such power.

She couldn't understand it. Even if you laid their two lives right in front of her, she still couldn't comprehend it!

She didn't think the life of the paladin was particularly noble, nor did she think the life of King Arthur was particularly holy.

[If only... if only we could delegate this kind of thing to someone else, right?]