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　Although time was a little tight, the girl still said goodbye to Meilushin and Bawan Xi before leaving.

　The army composed of the Knights of the Order also arrived at their destination as scheduled, standing quietly on the plain outside Norwich, waiting for the next order.

　The pitch-black vortex slowly rotated, and the streets were repeatedly covered with cinders and then cleared away.

　But even so——

　Even if disaster is right above my head, even if I fall asleep today and never wake up again.

　Norwich residents still have smiles on their faces.

　The bustle was as usual, and the streets were extremely noisy, even more so than before the disaster.

　Even if it rains today, you still have to wipe the windows; even if the wind is raging, you still have to tidy up the yard.

　He looked completely indifferent to the impending disaster.

　The girl stood in a dark corner, quietly watching everything in front of her.

　There are fairies who give up on themselves, and there are fairies who are full of hope.

　But no matter what, their similarities are extremely clear.

　That is--

　I will never think about solving the disaster by myself.

　Either place your hopes on the Son of Prophecy or Morgan, or just lie down in poverty in some corner and wait for extinction.

　None of the goblins thought about what to do.

　No goblin ever reflected on what to do.

　Morgan's Water Mirror dispelled the storm of disaster, and then what did he get?

　Resist, abuse, take it for granted...

　She got everything except a word of thanks.

　Sometimes, gentleness doesn't make sense to some people.

　The gentler you are, the more they will take advantage of you and treat you as a so-called machine, a machine to satisfy their desires.

　Just like Siegfried, he blindly fulfills people's wishes and does things he doesn't want to do.

　The person who kills will bear the sin, but the person who instructs others to kill will not.

　Twisted desires, twisted heart, deformed soul.

　"No need to be gentle with them."

　The girl opened her red lips slightly and repeated the words Morgan had told her before she left.

　"They don't deserve this kind of treatment, and you don't have to force yourself to do it. Anger is the emotion you should have."

　This loss belt will eventually be destroyed. Even if it is to ensure pan-human history, this loss belt can only end in destruction.

　Don't worry about that much——

　They shouldn't even exist as souls.

　They are the last creatures that should be there.

　A creature that can even feel "incredible disgust" towards the inner sea of ​​its own planet.

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　"Everyone! Look! The Child of Prophecy is here!"

　Altria Caster's cheeks turned red when she heard the shouting.

　He started talking subconsciously, not realizing that apart from himself and the girl, no one was paying attention to the situation here.

　"That's right... I'm the son of prophecy or something, hahaha..."

　Altria Caster, who had come to her senses, had a polite but not awkward smile on her face. She laughed and walked towards the square where the sound came from with her legs very honestly.

　After all...why

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　The first costume?

　Looking at Altria Caster who had returned to her original attire, the girl blinked in confusion, then quietly followed her, a hint of magic slowly emanating from her fingertips.

　"The knight who broke through the impenetrable venous corridor from Sheffield in the north! The savior who slew the dictator Bogzat and came to save Norwich!"

　The girl narrowed her eyes slightly at the goblin's cry.

　"The Child of Prophecy in Black Armor is here!"

　Yes, the Son of Prophecy has come, but have you forgotten something?

　Spriggan, the treasure-guarding goblin, Lord of Norwich...

　Has the intelligence been distorted to this extent?

　"Hello everyone, dear citizens of Norwich, please remain silent..."

　Spriggan walked slowly forward, gently waving his hands up and down as he spoke to the noisy goblins in the square, in order to maintain silence.

　"Although we should have held it in the city and then gathered everyone at the Yezhong Hall to make the announcement..."

　There was a look of hypocritical helplessness on Spriggan's face, and a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

　The girl looked at the other person and had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

　He wanted to secretly hide the Child of Prophecy in the city, or in his own vault to ensure his safety in the disaster, but his plan was interrupted because of Mashu.

　The girl stared at Spriggan silently through her blindfold.

　"Since we've been discovered, there's nothing we can do. Let me introduce you to everyone."

　There was a subtle hint of teasing in his eyes, and Spriggan turned sideways to fully display Mashu's figure in front of everyone.

　"This is the brave man who broke through Sheffield's siege, repelled four fairy knights, and slew the chaser Bogzat. He is the legendary son of prophecy, the true fairy knight Galahad!"

　"But, my lord, shouldn't the Goblin Knight Galahad be?"

　"Of course, citizens, I understand what you are wondering..."

　Looking at Spriggan, who was extremely confident but looked like a clown in her eyes, the girl sighed helplessly.

　"In the outside world, as far as I know, or in a sense, it's well known, Galahad wields a shield as a weapon. He is the noblest knight, the one with the most incorruptible character, and is known as the Knight of Apocalypse."

　Spree opened his arms and kept talking to himself, completely ignoring Mashu's gradually cold eyes.

　"How could such a noble knight obey a demon like that? How could he possibly follow the leadership of such a cruel person?"

　You have to say when exactly can businessmen make the greatest profits.

　The answer to Springfield is simple: it's a time of chaos.

　By stirring up the emotions of those who are unaware, they gradually lead them into a pre-set script, and then cause chaos.

　Morgan was unable to bring him greater benefits, and at this time someone extended an olive branch to him and promised him new benefits.

　The war made a fortune from arms sales, and the new kingdom would also be able to get a big piece of the pie after the war.

　In the past, he was loyal to Morgan, who could not be overthrown.

　Now, he is rebelling against the foundation that is beginning to rot.

　Everything is just for one's own benefit.

　Now, the time has come.

　First, it arouses suspicion and speculation, and then it demonstrates strength in the midst of disaster.

　It doesn’t matter whether the other party is really the son of prophecy or not.

　As long as you have the power, that's enough.

　It didn't matter if Norwich was destroyed, as long as the Treasury City was still there, he could go and preach the Son of Prophecy.

　The surviving fairies and humans will also be constantly led to become enemies of Camelot and Britain.

　The fairy knight Galahad died while trying to save Norwich from the disaster.

　Although there will be many doubts, emotional fluctuations will temporarily suppress rationality, and then war will break out.

　When everything is settled, who will care about these things?

　"hehe..."

　The girl chuckled softly, and her figure instantly disappeared into the crowd without a trace.

　A plan that is both meticulous and crazy. If there is even the slightest mistake in any step, he will be doomed.

　But Spriggan forgot to consider one issue, which should have been considered before the plan began.

　It was this problem that had ruined his entire plan, and not just his plan.

　So-called rumors are sometimes more than just exaggerations of the truth.

　For example--

　Rumors are actually not even one-tenth of the truth, and such things do exist.

　Just as Spriggan was about to say something else, a tall flag appeared at the intersection, and tall knights marched slowly forward in formation.

　At the most inappropriate time, in the most inappropriate place, the person who should not have appeared showed up.

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　At least that's how it was for Spriggan.

　The girl in armor walked straight over, then passed through the path that the crowd had automatically made way for, and came in front of Spriggan.

　"That's a really good speech. Keep going. I want to hear what else you have to say."

　It was like being placed in an ice cellar, with my hands and feet freezing cold. It felt as if my life was about to come to an end.

　"Your Excellency is joking..."

　The girl shook her head, her long silver hair swaying slightly with her movement.

　"You seem to have been infected too. Have you forgotten what you were like at first because you've been with them for so long?"

　The world certainly needs to be saved, but humanity will surely usher in a tomorrow.

　However, this does not mean that she will save everyone.

　They don't deserve your gentle treatment.

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　There is a voice that keeps telling me this in my heart.

　The murderous intent was not due to the denial of himself, but due to the betrayal Morgan received.

　The girl slowly raised her hand, and the spirit particles gathered together to form the shape of Balmung.

　I have always understood that I am not a saint like Ruler, and I cannot become such a saint.

　She is a dragon, she has things that she cares about, things that she cherishes, things that she will protect even at the cost of everything.

　The saint has nothing to do with himself from the beginning.

　In order to save, hatred and killing will be born.

　Just like light and shadow can never be separated.

　There is no pure salvation, no salvation that is not stained with blood.

　Kill it...

　The girl closed her eyes and swung the sword in her hand.

　but...

　"but..."

　There was a voice ringing in my ears, a very familiar voice.

　The golden hair hidden in the silver waterfall revealed its own figure with the breeze.