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 The breeze blew against their cheeks as they waited on the ruins at the gate of Norwich along with the remaining upright knights.

 Pepeloncino went ahead and headed for Gloucester, escorted by the Knights of the Order and guards.

 After all, he was a fashion designer. Even though he copied something, he still didn't give up and kept designing. Even if it meant going to Gloucester, it didn't matter.

 The so-called desire to win...

 “It’s really hard to understand…”

 The girl sighed helplessly, her eyes silently gazing at the distant horizon. A fully armed team was advancing at full speed towards Norwich.

 "Um - although this may be a little sudden, I have something I want to tell you..."

 Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice came from not far away, breaking the silence around him.

 "Auberon is going to act alone, right?"

 The girl looked at Artoria Caster beside her.

 "That's how I feel, purely intuitively..."

 "That's a really accurate intuition."

 The girl smiled softly as she spoke.

 Altria Caster's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her emerald green pupils began to tremble.

 "Snapped!"

 "It hurts!"

 Sengoku Muramasa hit Altria Caster on the head with a knife, even knocking her wide hat askew.

 "Really... stop imagining nonsense. What's going on in your head? Oberon's guys aren't the main force. There's no need to act with everyone..."

 Is it really?

 Chihiro Murasaki squinted his eyes, his gaze meeting the girl's in mid-air.

 "Mr. Oberon doesn't seem to have anything to worry about. After all, he looks like the kind of person who can successfully escape even if he gets into trouble. But why didn't Mr. Redra come along?"

 "He's also responsible for staying this time, Gareth."

 While adjusting his staff, Da Vinci answered Gareth's questions, and at the same time, his nimble fingers tried to stuff a strand of the girl's hair into a device inside the staff.

 "After all, he is a minister close to Aurora. If he is recognized, it will also affect Aurora and her plans may be disrupted."

 "So everyone should be more wary of Mr. Redra?"

 Altria Caster blinked blankly at Gareth's words.

 Defense, what defense?

 Are we on guard against Mr. Redra?

 "His nature isn't bad, but we need to be mindful of his stance. Although he's beginning to lean towards this side, he hasn't completely switched sides, so we still need to be on guard."

 The girl took over Da Vinci's words and continued to explain to Gareth.

 "is that so?"

 Gareth scratched his hair, then suddenly became aware of the gaze from behind him and turned his head subconsciously.

 "stare--"

 Altria Caster's eyes were like torches, staring straight at Gareth with a look of "Why?"

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 look.

 Didn’t we agree to be confused and bewildered together?

 Why did you betray me?

 That's probably what they said.

 During her journey as the Child of Prophecy, Altria Custer suffered her first and most terrible betrayal from her companions.

 "Is Miss Habertlot coming too?"

 Very stiffly, Gareth forced himself to ignore Altria Caster's gaze that seemed to penetrate her, and asked Habertlot.

 "It doesn't matter, there's no need to worry, just treat me as a spectator, and..."

 As Habertlot spoke, he looked at Altria Caster, whose eyes were becoming increasingly deep behind Gareth.

 It looks a bit like ash, but the reason for the change is that it is really good.

 "Rather than worrying about me, worry about yourself first, Gareth..."

 "Why did you leave me alone and not understand anything? Gareth!"

 Like a wild boar, Artoria Caster unleashed an extremely powerful melee ability, and her strength even surpassed that of Gareth, a knight, at one point.

 "It hurts! Don't scratch my ears, Miss Altria! Not even my tail! I'm really sorry, but I just realized it for no apparent reason! I really didn't mean to hide it from Miss Altria!"

 She's just like a princess raised by the Wild Boar Clan!

 "Don't go too far, okay? I can heal any wound with my magic needle, but I'd still be sad if I got hurt."

 Right...Sieg?

 The burning night seemed to appear before my eyes again.

 The wound suturing technology that we have been proud of has completely lost its effect.

 She could only watch helplessly as the cracks on the girl's body grew larger and larger. She and Jian could only helplessly watch as the girl grew weaker and weaker, like a piece of charcoal that had burned to its last ash.

 That night, she learned her limits.

 The magic needle that heals everything cannot sew up the wound of death.

 The words that were agreed upon have completely turned into nothing.

 But, um...

 Just like what it said!

 One day we will meet again...

 Although you are a little immature compared to you back then, it's great, right?

 It's also great if your figure hasn't changed drastically! This way, I can start working on that dress I just started.

 This time, I will never let you leave us alone...

 Are you ready already?

 Even in the past two thousand four hundred years, I have never slacked off and have been working hard to collect materials!

 The dimensions have already been measured, and the technology has been perfected through day-to-day weaving.

 Please allow us to prepare an unparalleled dress for you...

 For an extremely happy future, for extremely important memories.

 Show off the skills you've prepared for that day, the skills you're proud of...

 The most wonderful moment for myself, the most important time for you.

 The day when the pure white bride put on her pure white dress was just like the scene he dreamed of every night.

 This is the promise you and I made, a promise that spanned two thousand four hundred years...

 This is the dream settlement I have been waiting for you, and it is the gift I give you with all my hard work.

 Will it bring you a happy ending?

 Habertlot looked at the girl in the sunshine, with a slight smile on his lips. On the first page of his diary, next to the sketch of the girl in her wedding dress, he wrote the word "to be done".

 This time...

 I will definitely let you wear the wedding dress I made for you...

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 Good luck on the college entrance exam...

 Fairyland: Thirty-Nine Bagster

 "I'm sorry. I don't want to interrupt you, but please be quiet for a moment. They're coming."

 The girl reached out and pulled Artoria Caster and Gareth apart, while reminding everyone.

 A moment after the words fell, the sound of heavy footsteps accompanied by the friction of armor and the collision of chains reached everyone's ears.

 He made no attempt to conceal his aura, and the strong sense of oppression was emanated without reservation.

 Just by looking at his posture, you can tell that the fairy knight in charge of the response is extremely powerful!

 "I'm 10 minutes late. This is my fault. Goblin Knight Gawain apologizes."

 Gareth looked at Bagster's huge body, felt the mountain-like oppression emanating from him, and swallowed subconsciously.

 "Gawain, the Fairy Knight, and Moss have swept the First Guards Cavalry, a total of 30 wings. We will treat you as honored guests of Camelot and escort you to Camelot along with Sir Galahad, the Fairy Knight, and ensure your safety during your journey."

 Altria Caster looked straight at Ba

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 Special, an extremely complicated emotion appeared on his face.

 Like anger, or some other emotion.

 "Altria, say hello..."

 Ritsuka Fujimaru quietly came over and whispered some instructions to Altria.

 The words ignited the fuse like a spark, causing it to burn completely, and then detonated the powder keg of Artoria Caster.

 "Is that so? Thank you for your hard work in welcoming me!"

 Everyone looked at Altria Caster in surprise.

 "Although with your size, you probably won't be able to travel comfortably! But please remember to be considerate of us! Got it!?"

 Bagster exchanged a subtle look with the girl.

 Perhaps in the eyes of other fairies, Altria Caster's words could be completely defined as provocation and attack, but for Bagster, one hand was just...

 Actually, I don’t feel anything.

 how to say?

 It's like you're walking along a road in the countryside and you see a sign that says "Vicious Dogs Inside, Keep Out," and for some reason you walk over.

 Then a puppy that looked like it had just been weaned suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bared its teeth at you.

 This is basically how Altria Caster looks in Bagster's eyes.

 "...Well, that's basically what I think."

 after all...

 Bagster said as he looked around at everyone.

 Looking at the girl who was smiling and waving at him, Bagster nodded slightly.

 too weak.

 Because they are too weak, they need extra care.

 Bagster did not take Altria Caster's provocation and ridicule to heart, but kept thinking in his mind.

 Norwich has been destroyed like this. It doesn't look like the Son of Prophecy can solve it unscathed.

 Besides...

 If that thing existed, Norwich wouldn't have been destroyed to this extent, right?

 It's as if it was deliberately created to show the power of the child of prophecy...

 "What a terrifying intuition, Gao Wenqing..."

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