A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

We absolutely cannot allow the future followers of the Axis Order to die so tragically at the hands of Woodworth.

Cecily was also furious. "Damn it! That damned dog Woodworth!"

She hated Woodworth, that stupid dog who didn't believe in Lady Aqua.

So many fairies from the Fang Clan have been captivated by Lady Aqua's charm.

Youyou's eyes dimmed, filled with immense sorrow. "How could this be...? This can't be real, can it!?"

She couldn't believe that Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had crossed the vast ocean, would fail in Fairy Tale.

"Impossible! I must be seeing things! Damn it! We defeated even Zeus. We defeated all the Olympian gods!!! How could we possibly lose to you, you stinking dog!" Flofura said unwillingly.

She's still waiting to see Artoria Caster battle Queen Morgan!

The weakest magician versus the strongest magician... and now everything has been ruined by Woodworth.

The world of Chaldea.

Ereshkigal was furious; she even wanted to bring her original body over.

Quetzal Coyatter looked at Woodworth with a very friendly smile.

Tranquility, Minamoto no Yorimitsu, and Kiyohime have fallen into a state of darkness.

Although Minamoto no Yorimitsu and Kiyohime were no match for Woodworth.

But they have a special skill called Tranquility. It seems that fairies have very poor resistance to poison, after all, they can't even resist Moss poison.

All we need to do is send Fujimaru Ritsuka with the tranquil dew to the British Lostbelt.

Or perhaps it could be mixed into the food at the Oxford restaurant along with Semilas's venom.

That way, Woodworth can be successfully poisoned!

Tranquility believed that dealing with Woodworth was a brainless enemy who was only powerful in terms of brute force.

We should use poison, that's the safest way.

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Swish-!

The transparent screen before the audience in all the heavens and myriad worlds shattered.

The transparent mirror shattered.

The burning city of Lundinim reappears on screen.

Seeing Gareth kneeling on one knee in the future, his face contorted with pain, looking at Artoria Caster and Fujimaru Ritsuka in their miserable state, he couldn't help but vomit rainbows.

Oberon killed a fairy knight with a single sword strike, then turned around and looked with concern at Gareth, who lay on the ground in agony.

"What happened, Gareth?! Was he hit by an arrow?! Let me see!!"

Oberon, the fairy Maredra deftly examined Gareth's body. "No, there are no arrows in his back or head! But this is unusual!!!"

The fairy Maredra said, "Gareth, pull yourself together. Breathe, take a deep breath!!"

Hearing Oberon and the goblin horse's voices, Gareth looked up, his golden hair already soaked with sweat. "Redra! Oberon?! Great!! You two have to live—!"

"No, no! That's not how it is...!" Gareth shook his head and closed his eyes. "That was a scene from the future... Think about it!! Get your brain working, Gareth...!"

"If we don't come up with a solution soon, we'll all die!!"

"...Gares?" Oberon asked, puzzled, upon hearing Garres's words. "What are you talking about...?"

We must use all our strength.

We need to find a way to break through Woodworth's protection and barrier...!

Werewolf's weakness...

Woodworth's

Weaknesses, and one's own strengths.

I've got it!

Gareth looked at the mithril spear in his hand and his ability to break through defenses 100%. "That's it! Redra! Please! Give me a hand!!"

"Regarding the fighting style of the fairy horse and the knight, you're actually jealous of Percival, aren't you!?"

"Then, from this moment on, you are Kundri!"

Gareth rode the fairy Maredra without hesitation.

At this moment, the figure of the Mirror Fairy Gareth merged with that of Gareth, who was skilled in cavalry charges in the history of humankind.

Outside the city, Percival once again forcefully activated the power of the chosen spear, preparing for a desperate last stand.

The extremely smug Woodworth was ready to make Percival feel true despair. He did not step forward to stop the opponent from activating the power of the chosen spear, since it was impossible to 'break through' his defenses.

Let Percival savor the despair of trying his best but still being unable to change anything!

Woodworth wanted to show Percival, the otherworldly magician, and the prophetic child his true power.

"Holy Lance, open court—!! Judge my actions, my..." Percival shouted, preparing to unleash his full power.

Gareth, mounted on his fairy horse, yelled, "Wait a minute!!! Stop that move!!!"

"Gareth!?" Percival stared in disbelief at Gareth charging toward them on his fairy horse.

Woodworth looked in the direction of the sound and was stunned. What?! It was Aurora's royal horse, Redra?!

Why did the servant given to Aurora attack me?!

No—no way, no way—!

Woodworth couldn't believe that the kind-hearted Aurora would join the Prophet's Child; it was impossible.

Aurora could not, absolutely could not, deceive me, Woodworth!!!

Woodworth froze when he saw Redra, and that moment of hesitation revealed a fatal flaw.

"Ugh oh oh oh oh oh ya ah ...

Gareth rode his goblin horse swiftly to Woodworth and wielded his knight's lance with unparalleled skill.

The tip of the mithril spear, propelled by the speed of the goblin horse, struck Woodworth in the chest.

"Foolish! Iron weapons are useless against me!!" Woodworth's body was knocked back several steps by the piercing mithril spear. "Take a good look at the power of Woodworth, the strongest fairy!"

"With a 'plop' sound—!"

Gareth's power activated, and the 100% armor-piercing effect caused the mithril spear tip to pierce Woodworth's chest, with bright red blood dripping down his snow-white hair.

"Aaaaaah—! What?! It actually pierced through!?" Woodworth looked down at the hole in his chest, completely dumbfounded. His confident defense had been pierced through!?

That can't be!

"Now's the time, Percival!!!" Gareth spurred his fairy horse and galloped back, preparing to turn around and launch another attack on Woodworth.

"Got it—!! Thank you, Gareth!!"

"Holy Lance, court is in session!! By the courage of my friend, please forgive my actions—!!"

Percival did not miss the opening Woodworth had made, and the Spear of Choice shone with a dazzling golden light.

The golden spiral drill bit struck Woodworth's body once more.

Woodworth's power was shattered by Gareth.

A golden spiral drill bit poured in from the wound in Woodworth's chest.

The power of the chosen spear permeated Woodworth's body, weakening his strength.

"Gurgle...! This chill, this dizziness...!! That insolent, unpleasant chosen spear...!!"

Woodworth felt dizzy, this awful feeling... "Is our clan to be judged?! Those despicable, pathetic chants of paradise!!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Artoria Caster, Percival, Senji Muramasa, Gareth, and Oberon did not let such a good opportunity pass them by.

Woodworth's strength was reduced by dozens of times!

Originating from Paradise, this chosen spear is specifically designed to punish sinful fairies; it is a weapon naturally designed to subdue fairies.

The scene where Woodworth single-handedly dominated everyone has taken a turn for the worse.

The crowd showed no mercy, raining blows of knives, spears, clubs, and punches upon Woodworth, forcing it to retreat repeatedly.

Woodworth clutched the empty wound in his chest, the magic of the Chosen Spear still burning within it, "Aaaaaaahh ...

"I, the clan leader and heir to the Grand Duke, have actually been defeated by humans? Absolutely, absolutely...!! It's absolutely impossible for this to happen!"

Without hesitation, Woodworth dragged his badly injured body and began to flee towards the Lake of Tears.

"Woodworth ran away...! Over there... is the River of Tears!!" Da Vinci gripped her wand tightly, her body aching and weak. After fighting for so long, she no longer had the strength to chase after the enemy. "Damn it... if we miss this chance, there won't be another one!! Quick... anyone who can move, go after them...!"

She knew very well that once Woodworth recovered...

Next time, Woodworth won't be careless and won't reveal any flaws.

They went all out from the start, tearing everyone to shreds.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Senko Muramasa, and Artoria Caster lay sprawled on the ground, utterly exhausted.

The fairy horse lay on its back, foaming at the mouth; it was exhausted.

Percival

Gritting his teeth, he stood up with all his might. As expected of the strongest human, he chased after Woodworth in the direction he had fled without hesitation.

Woodworth clutched his chest with his right claw; the wound, ravaged by the power of the chosen spear, refused to heal. "Gurgle... Aaaaaaahhhhhh—the blood won't stop...!! I can't hold on any longer...!"

Hearing footsteps behind him, Woodworth turned around and shouted angrily, "Don't come any closer!!...Don't come any closer, you piece of trash!! Who do you think they're doing you a favor by!"

"It was me! I chose you!! Growing up like trash, being gathered up like trash."

"It was me!! I saw potential in you among that bunch of human (trash) and that's why I recommended you to become a warrior!"

Percival stood before Woodworth, looking at his former teacher, and said, "I understand! I am who I am today thanks to your foresight. I have only gratitude for you, no resentment!"

But even so, I will defeat you!

"Use this life, which was pulled from the water, to end the life of your savior!"

“I’m sorry, Duke of Oxford. I had to do this to defeat the Queen!”

"Stop! Don't kill me! Don't kill Britain!! If we lose the [Fang Clan], who will protect Britain? Stop! Stop!!!" Woodworth wasn't pleading for himself.

If he dies, the Fang Clan will lose its purpose.

Within Britain, no fairy can rival the black hounds of Moss.

The Fang Clan, the main force fighting against the calamity, will perish.

With a sorrowful expression, Percival swung the chosen spear, piercing Woodworth's body. "...Farewell, my father. This sin will surely be punished in Paradise..."

As Woodworth fell into the Lake of Tears, Percival collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and fell into a coma, the Spear of Choice draining his power.

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Fairy Lostbelt.

Queen Morgan was dumbfounded; Woodworth had failed in this way.

She even doubted whether she had seen it wrong.

No one in the Fairy Kingdom knew better than himself just how powerful Woodworth was.

It seems that the appearance of Aurora's fairy horse has caused Woodworth to lose his composure.

Hey—!

Even Queen Morgan didn't know what to say about this guy. Although he was powerful, his temperament was far inferior to that of Grand Duke Lenick.

She felt so tired; a battle she was certain of winning had somehow turned into a loss for her.

Hopefully, what happens in the future will teach Woodworth a lesson.

Ultimately, you still have to rely on yourself...

Morgan reminisced about the immortal Ekta, the first knight Tertrot, the Grand Duke Lenick, and the sage Grimm.