The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　We are the descendants of sinners, the worst sinners who have remained unrepentant for who knows how many generations.

　The destruction of one's own people and one's own revenge.

　How ridiculous.

　The real enemy, the real Britain.

　Won't save us from our true meaning—

　Why did the so-called Son of Prophecy appear?

　From the beginning, we were—

　The proof circuit that had been unable to form in his mind was completed by the girl's hand.

　Parsing... Success...

　Theoretical logic... conforms to...

　The derivation process...normal...

　What is the gap between our world and pan-human history?

　What went wrong?

　We imitate human society, but did humans really exist in the beginning of this world?

　Can such a brilliant civilization be built in 30 years?

　us...

　Who are you imitating?

　There is a term, a word that is widely circulated in pan-human history, a word that absolutely cannot exist in Britain.

　One would not think about it, because it does not exist at all in the fairy's cognition.

　【god】

　This is the last piece of my puzzle.

　God's mood is capricious and is not determined by people's will.

　God turned the world into a chessboard and used people as chess pieces.

　This is what a hero who rebels against fate and against God does: he pulls God onto the chessboard and knocks him down.

　What about Britain?

　Gods walked before humans, and are more powerful than humans and goblins.

　So where did they go?

　Britain is the world and the world is Britain.

　So, what about the gods of Britain?

　"What..."

　"Why are you telling me this now?"

　My anger, my revenge.

　Everything has come to nothing.

　Like a clown.

　Revenge that was not achieved, hatred that did not exist.

　Everything exists as planned.

　The final chapter of the story has begun.

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　Everything about me is meaningless...

　"Because, you recognized yourself by yourself, didn't you?"

　The girl's voice reached Marian's ears.

　"Although there is malice, it is like a pearl covered in mud, still radiating a little bit of brilliance."

　"Revenge can continue, venting is necessary, isn't it?"

　"Blood begets blood, hatred begets hatred. This is the law, the rule. But there is one fatal difference between you and us."

　A black and white checkerboard appeared in front of Marian.

　It was a game of chess with Britain as the base and clans and gods as pieces.

　"We won't be slaves to the rules, will you?"

　The girl slowly picked up the chess piece of the Wing Clan, took it off the chessboard, and pushed it in front of the Fang Clan.

　This is an invitation.

　White jade has flaws, but compared with the surrounding mud, it can be said to be flawless in a sense.

　The only value of this existence called the Fairy Kingdom is that it is devoured by the karma it has accumulated with its own hands.

　but.

　Like the stars in the storm, they still flicker.

　A fairy who found all the fragments except "God" on his own.

　"Oh, by the way, I haven't given you an answer yet..."

　The girl smiled softly.

　"Gloucester is a wonderful city, and I would love to have a place like this within my and Ash's Camelot."

　The fairy in paradise...extended a hand of salvation to him.

　You shouldn't rot here.

　"Is that so?"

　Marian laughed.

　Great place...

　If it is just a dream, then let the other person become a dream completely.

　If the world is a huge game, and everyone lives as a slave to the rules.

　Then, I'll excuse me from accompanying you.

　"I will not be a slave to the rules."

　Marian reached out and placed her hand on the girl's.

　A warm touch, a cozy feeling, a feeling that only exists in memories.

　"Just as the prophecy said... The child of prophecy who will save the world..."

　In a trance, Marian seemed to see her former fellow tribesmen.

　It is a spotless city that only those who are approved can enter.

　Located at the end of fantasy, in a city built of dreams.

　However, revenge was not achieved.

　But there is a new goal.

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　Fairyland: Twenty-Eight: Expansion of the Realm

　Hatred is a whirlpool that devours all those who harbor hatred indiscriminately.

　We hurt others for various desires, and we want revenge because we have been hurt.

　but...

　I won't accompany you...

　A crappy game should be treated like a crappy game, and you should be prepared for no one to buy it.

　However, revenge was not achieved.

　But it doesn’t matter, right?

　I have a new goal, a brand new purpose, to build a city even better than Gloucester is now.

　Wild beasts will prepare more shelters for themselves. Fairies who always claim to be extremely smart and much more advanced than wild beasts would actually hang themselves on a tree.

　It's obviously a very simple problem, just like a problem that can be discovered by just turning your head slightly while walking on the road.

　I only understand it now.

　It's really ridiculous...

　This doesn't make you a good businessman...

　Besides, revenge will never end.

　She will witness it until the last moment.

　Clan of the Fang...enjoy your rights, which are built up with blood and corpses, before the end of the world.

　Then--

　You will see the consequences.

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　"So it's a pleasure to work together?"

　With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Jasmine spoke slowly to the most important client in front of her.

　“A pleasure to work with...”

　The girl blinked and subconsciously repeated Marian's words.

　"Then what happens next..."

　"I think the bottom is more important at the moment..."

　The girl and Marian's gazes crossed the French window and landed on the host, whose face was covered in sweat.

　The current bidding price has reached a level that he cannot handle.

　This is no longer at the level of a nouveau riche. There are only a few fairies in the whole of Britain who can come up with so much money.

　The other party's status is no longer something I can predict, so now...

　There is only one way left to choose.

　You see, the time is almost right, isn't it?

　When the task exceeds the capabilities of ordinary employees, it is time for higher-ups to take action.

　If you want to offend someone, you have to offend the people above you, right?

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　"My apologies, both of you. I no longer have the final say in this auction, Lady Marian! Could you please provide some advice? Are the buyers there truly able to pay?"

　"Hot yam... is that what Pan-Human History says?"

　The girl nodded.

　"But this situation is no longer a hot issue..."

　"I can't help it. I'll excuse myself first. My valued VIP customer, please wait a moment."

　Marian said this, then turned and left the room.

　The house fell silent again.

　The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and magic power began to gather on her fingertips.

　"Then both parties should step down from the auctioneers' seats. Since this is a difficult case, it's natural for me, Marian, to make the final judgment. After all, regardless of whether it's true or false, the 'Child of Prophecy' is the main attraction of tonight's auction."

　"The requirements for those who can buy him are not just financial, but also have status requirements."