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If my future self hadn't been tricked by Beryl Gat and the fairy knight Bavan Shi.

They wiped out Lundnimun long ago.

"Hahahaha—!" Woodworth laughed triumphantly. "Now is the time for me to make a grand entrance and tear you apart. Despair, weak humans, ant-like children of prophecy. You foolish Round Table soldiers."

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"How shameless! To actually defy Her Majesty the Queen who has protected Britain for over 2000 years."

He would never forgive those who defied Her Majesty the Queen.

Aurora pondered, realizing she should think of a way to sever ties with the prophesied child, Chaldea.

These people have really disappointed me.

It's so weak.

And yet, he still wants to ring all the pilgrimage bells.

They also wanted to rebel against Morgan, the terrifying fairy who possessed magic.

However, he has the fairy knight Lancelot protecting him.

Your safety is still guaranteed!

With that thought in mind, a kind smile returned to Aurora's face; everything was under her control.

This feeling of being in complete control was so captivating that she couldn't tear herself away.

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Within the city of Lundinium, screams and sounds of fighting echoed continuously among the human and elf soldiers of the Round Table Army.

The Queen's army is currently engaged in fierce battles with the soldiers of the Fang Clan who have invaded the city.

On one hand, there are human women and children responsible for logistics, who are tasked with protecting Lundinium and those unarmed human teenagers.

On one hand, there was the army of the Queen, who were upholding their loyalty and defending the rule of Queen Morgan.

Standing guard at the east gate, Artoria Caster felt she was about to be overwhelmed by the elite Fang Clan forces before her.

Not far behind her was the dried-up moat of Lundnium.

Although the members of the Round Table gritted their teeth and did their utmost to fight off the powerful enemy with their lives.

Ultimately, the strength of humans is vastly different from that of the well-trained elite of the Fang Clan.

Da Vinci, Artoria Caster, Fujimaru Ritsuka cannot retreat; they cannot allow the Queen's army and the soldiers of the Fang Clan to enter Lundinim in large numbers.

Otherwise, when Percival returns...

That would turn into the predicament where Percival leads the Round Table Army to attack Lendinium.

We must never allow the enemy in front of us to enter Lundinim.

Fighting in the city becomes a nightmare, with legs bound by mud, as one must protect the people of Lundnimun while battling powerful enemies.

Artoria Caster was furious when she saw Woodworth standing smugly in the crowd in a suit. She immediately conjured a magic bomb and threw it at him.

BOOM——!

The squad searching for the Prophet within Lundinium rushed back to Woodworth's side.

They had too little intelligence.

The fairy was only sixteen years old and had a fierce and menacing appearance.

These clues alone cannot help them find the lovely Artoria Caster.

After all, she looked like a fierce demon there!

"Hahahaha—! That's it, that's it, suppress them completely. These armies that belong only to Percival are nothing but a rabble when their leader is gone!" Woodworth said triumphantly, looking at the Round Table Army that was about to collapse in front of him, and Rendinium that was within his grasp.

"Hmph hmph hmph—!"

Woodworth had already pictured Artoria Caster shivering in a corner of the city.

"In this way, my embarrassment in Yantajer can be wiped clean!"

"Finally, I've forgotten that wretched, mentally unstable fairy village. Let Her Majesty see for herself that I'm the only one doing things properly in the Fairy Kingdom."

Just as Woodworth was gloating and preparing to enter Lundinium to search for the prophesied son...

Behind Woodworth's main force, a dense thud of footsteps echoed.

Could it be that Queen Morgan's reinforcements have already arrived?

Oops!

Chaldea, Rendinium is in dire straits.

Chapter 332 The Strongest Fairy, Woodworth, is Defeated (10,000 words)

Woodworth pricked up his ears, listening carefully to the dense footsteps behind him.

A ferocious expression flashed across his face. "Wait! That footsteps...!?"

"We're getting news from our rear—Her Majesty's reinforcements... No, no."

"These unfamiliar footsteps are not from the Queen's army; there are only thin cloth shoes and no sound of chariot engines...!"

A terrified messenger from the Fang Clan rushed over and shouted to Woodworth:

"Lord Woodworth!! Lord Woodworth!!"

"Enemy attack from behind! Enemy attack!! Percival of the Round Table Army is behind our main camp!!!"

"We can't rebuild our base!! They've lined up and are biting our back!!"

"This is so strange! There shouldn't be any attack coming from behind us!" The messenger reported to Woodworth in a panicked and urgent tone. The Fang Clan's troops behind them had begun to show signs of collapse after being attacked.

Percival's commando team moved with lightning speed and at the perfect moment.

It happened just when the soldiers of the Fang Clan made a mistake.

Woodworth opened his blood-red maw and roared furiously, "Impossible!!!!!!!!!"

"Did they defeat Her Majesty's reinforcements?! That's ridiculous! How could that be, in such a short time!"

"Impossible, no, no, no, there must be something wrong with this!"

"They absolutely cannot!"

The messenger relayed even worse news: "But... Lord Woodworth, they... they're charging towards us from behind, completely unharmed!"

"

They wiped out our exhausted soldiers who were retreating from the front lines and preparing to rest!

"Now that we've forced our way into the city, most of our soldiers are exhausted. The Round Table Army now has the superior troop strength!"

"At this rate, we will be completely surrounded by the enemy!! Lord Woodworth, please give us your orders!"

"Give commands to the clans on the battlefield!"

"Surround...you mean surround!?" Woodworth gritted his teeth. "You want to put me in the middle of a war!?"

I had hoped to end this farcical battle gracefully.

Unexpectedly, I would have to take action myself.

What on earth happened!?

The Queen's reinforcements encountered an unexpected setback!? Were they ambushed by other resistance forces?!

Percival stood on the battlefield and began to direct the overall situation. The Round Table Army in Lundinim opened the city gates and began to coordinate with his raiding squad to launch a pincer attack on Woodworth's army!

The soldiers inside Londinim were greatly encouraged by Percival's return!

Everyone poured out from behind the opened city gates, howling and screaming.

The already exhausted soldiers of the Fang Clan, upon learning of the sneak attack from behind, couldn't help but show fear, and their defenses crumbled frequently.

Gareth moved swiftly through the city, eliminating the Queen's army that had invaded the city.

She wanted to meet up with Percival outside the city as soon as possible.

Percival, Senji Muramasa, Artoria Caster, Da Vinci Chika, and Fujimaru Ritsuka successfully reunited and charged toward Woodworth's main camp. Their goal was to defeat Woodworth, the patriarch of the Fang Clan.

That will bring this war to a close!

In an effort to boost Artoria Caster's confidence, Senko Village is fighting with all its might, giving it its all.

The soldiers of the Fang Clan who stood in his way were all cut in half by the longsword.

This is much more comfortable and enjoyable than working for the alien goddess Olga Marie!

Senkomura is perfectly fulfilling his responsibilities as Artoria Caster's bodyguard.

Artoria Caster didn't have a single scratch on her body, except for drops of blood on her cheeks and blood mixed with mud on her boots.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's body was covered in blood, not a single spot was clean. She killed Woodworth's human soldiers with a single punch, her blood splattering all over her body, making her look like a demon.

Fujimaru Ritsuka seems to have rediscovered the feeling of boxing with Goetia on the boxing ring called the Temple of Time.

Behind Leonardo da Vinci are two enormous mechanical arms that continuously throw out all sorts of strange and wonderful objects.

Percival rode his fairy horse Quintelli, wielding the chosen spear in his hand. Howling white light flashed across the battlefield, each flash taking the life of an enemy.

Soon, the group arrived in front of Woodworth, where a group of Fang Clan soldiers lay dead beside him.

A smile spread across Leonardo da Vinci's face. After a grueling battle, he finally saw the light of victory. "Completely surrounded! The battle is over! Woodworth!"

Woodworth ignored Leonardo da Vinci's words and muttered angrily, "Impossible, impossible... How could this happen?! How could Percival catch up?!"

"How did he shake off His Majesty's reinforcements? Could it be that the royal clan... has also joined in!?"

Percival said, puzzled, "Reinforcements?? I don't know what you're talking about... You sensed the pincer attack from behind and acted before that. Our battle plan was exposed, and Lundnim almost fell."

“But everyone has held on to their limit, that’s all. Surrender, Woodworth, patriarch of the Fang Clan.”

"No matter who surrenders, the Round Table Army will treat prisoners of war well!" Percival assured Woodworth. "Our only goal is to defeat Queen Morgan of Camelot; it is not our aim to let fairies die in vain."

Seeing Percival's bewildered expression, Woodworth was stunned. "Impossible... no contact with reinforcements...??? That's the only possibility... No, no, impossible...!!!"

"Impossible...impossible!" Woodworth's head was about to explode, utterly bewildered. The promised reinforcements hadn't appeared. "That's right...how could His Majesty abandon me?"

"That's absolutely impossible! Aaaaaaaahh ...

Having sorted out his thoughts, Woodworth roared angrily, no longer intending to maintain any decorum. He would do it himself, "Gentlemen's time is over!"

"How dare you betray the trust between me and His Majesty!"

Woodworth didn't intervene personally for one reason only—he had put a lot of effort into learning etiquette, and if he did it himself every time, all that learning would be for nothing.

"Aa ...

A deafening roar erupted, and crimson magic burst forth from Woodworth's body, tearing his black suit apart in an instant as it was blown away by the magic.

Woodworth revealed his agile, lean body brimming with boundless power, his entire body covered in snow-white fur, his long, white hair fluttering wildly as magic surged within him. "Awooooo—!!!"

"—Alright. Human, I'll be your opponent."

"The skills of Woodworth, the leader of the 'Fang Clan'—will be etched deeply into your flesh and blood!!"

Woodworth, with just the magical pressure he unleashed, overwhelmed Artoria.

Caster, Fujimaru Ritsuka was pinned to the spot, unable to move her legs.

Bagst's magical power was nowhere near that of Woodworth.

This is magic power that surpasses that of the Fairy Knight Gawain by dozens of times.

Woodworth charged forward without hesitation, kicking Artoria Caster, Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Da Vinci Chika with a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow. With a Black Tiger Heart Strike, he forced Senji Muramasa to one knee, his longsword shattering.

Percival charged forward on his goblin horse, but Woodworth easily caught the Spear of Choice with his claws. With a punch, he transformed his left claw into a fist, sending the goblin horse flying and coughing up blood in mid-air.

Percival was stunned by the terrifying force of the punch; blood gushed from his forehead, his left eye was unable to open, and he knelt on one knee.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Artoria Caster, Leonardo da Vinci, Senji Muramasa, and Percival were no match for Woodworth; they were instantly killed in a single exchange!

Their strengths are simply not on the same level.

His reaction time was inferior to Woodworth's, his speed was inferior to Woodworth's, and his strength was inferior to Woodworth's.

This is Fang Yaling, the patriarch of the Fang Clan, who single-handedly defeated Woodworth, the King of Moss.