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

Their own knights, they didn't even see a shadow of the Witch Cult, it's really too...

How embarrassing!

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After several hours of rest and treatment, Percival has regained consciousness.

Percival's silver hair had turned somewhat black.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Artoria Caster looked at Percival with great concern.

"Percival, are you alright?! Your hair color has changed!" Artoria Caster said worriedly.

"My hair? What's wrong?" Percival smiled and said there was no need to worry about him.

He comforted Fujimaru Ritsuka, Artoria Caster, with some words.

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not tell Artoria Caster about the terrible side effects of using the chosen gun.

Salisbury.

They received news of Woodworth's defeat.

All the fairies and humans cheered for Artoria Caster's victory, for the victory of the prophesied child.

They seem to already see the day when they won't have to pay deposit taxes.

[From now on, we'll never have to pay savings tax again!]

"Hehe, the cheers can be heard throughout the street. It seems the Round Table Army has won!" Aurora smiled gently. "The whole of Salisbury is inclined to welcome the 'Child of Prophecy.' This way, we can welcome Artoria at any time."

"But...it's a bad thing for Woodworth..."

"When the Round Table Army marched on Norwich, Oberon came to me and asked me to 'keep him here'..."

Aurora smiled mischievously. "…Maybe I went too far…Woodworth's reaction was adorable, without me even realizing it…"

A mysterious voice rang out, "It's not your fault. Woodworth's failure is simply a matter of ability. Woodworth relied too much on Morgan's trust."

"Because of being born as Ariana, I'm overconfident. I should re-evaluate the power of humanity."

Aurora spoke gently to the mysterious being: "...No, my dear child. Don't speak ill of His Majesty just because it's just the two of us."

"The Wind Clan has excellent hearing. It's not like nobody can hear them, is it?"

"...Yes. If Clara hears this, she'll scold me again. She's your right-hand woman, isn't she?"

Aurora gazed tenderly at the mysterious being, seemingly trusting it implicitly, her attitude unusually gentle. "Klara has gone to greet the envoy from Gloucester. I heard there's a special message from Marian. Hehe, how exciting."

"After all, Marian is very sensitive to trends. She might come up with some new activities to commemorate the victory of the 'Child of Prophecy'."

"...And you? Will you accept Marian's invitation?"

“Of course. Because she’s my good friend. No matter what happens, I’ll get there.” Aurora smiled and said to the mysterious being, “You’ll come as my protector, won’t you?”

"...Yes. After all, we can't let you go to Gloucester alone."

"Great! Ah, then I'll have to prepare some suitable clothes for you!" Upon hearing the mysterious being's words, Aurora's face lit up with a stunning smile that could outshine all flowers. Her snow-white bosom swayed incessantly as she rested her chin on her hands and happily exclaimed, "If I were in my usual armored attire, it would frighten the fairies around us!!"

"How about this dress? Or this one?"

A happy Aurora conjured up all sorts of different outfits! Ahhh—! They're so cute! Really, you haven't changed a bit since then!

Aurora looked at the adorable, mysterious figure. "Really, you haven't changed a bit since then! My most precious darling, the first princess of Britain! I love you the most!"

"—Thank you. But you are the most beautiful person in the world, Aurora." The fairy knight Lancelot smiled at Aurora and gave her a knightly salute. "I am a knight who exists only for you. I do not serve Morgan. Don't forget."

“Yes. Me too. I’m very happy.” Aurora looked at the fairy knight Lancelot with affection. “But I think it’s better not to keep bringing this up. You’re already easily misunderstood…”

"I cannot say that I am the most important. The future of Britain will revolve around the 'Son of Prophecy'."

"Please be sure not to support the wrong person. Because His Majesty Morgan's reign is coming to an end."

“It’s alright. My star is only you, Aurora. I don’t quite understand the trends and power of fairies.” The fairy knight Lancelot sat in his chair, a cup of red tea in his hand, and said softly, “I just want you to be alright, that’s enough for me—”

"Oh, you're always a child," Aurora said with a smile. "But it's precisely because of that that you can be judged purely—the Child of Prophecy."

"Do you think that child, as expected, will become the most dazzling person in Britain?"

"Hey, Mi Luchen. Can I hear your opinion?"

The conversation between the fairy knight Lancelot and Aurora continued.

The camp of the Northern King's clan.

Upon receiving news of Woodworth's defeat and death, a messenger rushed to Noknarria's main tent. "What, what should we do, Lady Noknarria?"

“Marianne of Gloucester has sent an invitation to the ball…”

The stunning Nocnarria shook her head, her tone quite surprised, "Huh!? A ball at this time of year!?"

"...Oh, really? I see. She wants to play with the 'Child of Prophecy.' Still as tasteless and scheming as ever."

Okay, send it.

Go back. The "King's Clan" isn't participating. Do you think I'd go to a city with humans?

“I understand.” The messenger prepared to head to Gloucester to decline Murian’s invitation.

Nocnariya Sergeant said, "Soldiers monitoring the south report! The Round Table Army and the 'Children of Prophecy' have repelled Woodworth's army!"

"Although the Round Table Army suffered a 20% loss, the expected replenishment force is greater than the losses. The reorganization and advance of the troops are expected to take about 7 days!"

“Is that so? Woodworth was just saying that.” Nocnarria was quite satisfied. “Alright. In any case, a corner of the Wall of Camelot has fallen. Once the Giant Legion is completed, it will cross the southern border. Please convey my message to the officers.”

After the messenger left.

Nocnarria smiled slightly. "Did those guys really defeat Woodworth...?"

"He's clearly an even more troublesome Ariana Grande than the Fairy Knight. Morgan's strongest warrior, who even defeated King Moss..."

"Hmph, that's quite a tough job. So you're really capable! You're no less than any of my rivals, Artoria!"

Nocnaria placed her hands on the table, gazing at the massive strategic map on it. "You're the one who's going to challenge me for the throne... how could you possibly fail at something like this!"

Gloucester.

Koyanskaya, having dealt with the reinforcements Queen Morgan sent to Lundinium, returned to Murian's room. "I'm back. How were you while I was away, Lady Murian?"

Seeing that Koyanskaya was in a good mood, Murlian nestled against her and whispered, "Yes, yes. Preparations for the banquet are progressing steadily. I just sent out the ball invitations to everyone."

"How's it going on your end? Even though it was an unexpected task, did you handle it smoothly?" Murlian asked softly, her arms around Koyanskaya's waist, as she looked up at her.

"Well, hehehe~~~" Koyanskaya held Murlian's slender waist with both hands, placed Murlian on her knees, and a comfortable smile appeared on her lips. "For the first time since Olympus, I have shown my true nature and ravaged her to my heart's content."

"Flesh and blood, cries of agony, souls and despair. I have fully enjoyed it."

Koyanskaya revealed her true power, easily defeating the reinforcements sent by Queen Morgan, and devouring all the thousands of fairies.

"As a result, although I don't know the details, it seems that it led to Lord Woodworth's death." Koyanskaya stroked Murlian's hair with her delicate hand and said happily, "I suppose the 'Child of Prophecy' and everyone in Chaldea handled it smoothly at their usual pace."

"It's like 'even a cornered mouse will bite the cat.' That's the phrase I hate most!"

"Is this a good idea? The clan has lost another piece."

“…Yes. Woodworth was very disappointed. He was killed in the battle against humans…” Murlian felt a little uncomfortable that she hadn’t been able to kill Woodworth with her own hands. “But—the Fang Clan is still alive. If they escape to Oxford, it won’t be easy to incorporate them into the Round Table Army.”

"What they need is time to regroup. So, I will create that time."

"A restraining force that can stand on its own without relying on Her Majesty the Queen... The Guardian of Britain, the 'Fang Clan,' is mine."

“How can we hand them over to the ‘Child of Prophecy’ or something, especially since they are from outside?”

“Then, may I take a short break?” Koyanskaya said to Murlian with a smile. “I have obtained information from the deal with Lord Oberon… I want to investigate the ‘Dragon Remains’.”

"Hmm—go ahead, actually I'm very reluctant! But there's no other way." Murlian looked at Koyanskaya with her amethyst eyes and said with blessing, "Although I wish you could spend more time talking to me, isn't that your original purpose for coming to Britain?"

"As a friend, I don't want to bother you. Be careful on your journey. But I still hope you'll be back as soon as possible!"

"I look forward to you bringing back amazing and wicked good news."

Her dear friend's heartfelt blessings made Koyanskaya very happy. "Of course! I'm not a woman who wastes her efforts!"

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Fairy Lostbelt.

Woodworth roared in fury, "Damn it...it was her!!"

He knew that Her Majesty the Queen could not possibly deceive him.

It turns out that everything was arranged by Oberon, who used information about the dragon's remains to get Goyanskaya to annihilate it, and Queen Morgan sent reinforcements.

Damn it... I've been subjected to such a humiliating disgrace.

Woodworth wished he could go to Gloucester right now and tear Murian and Goyanskaya apart.

However, Woodworth was a little panicked, now that it had been exposed.

Gloucester is certainly prepared.

What awaits you might be a group beating.

I can't be so careless this time...!

We can't afford to embarrass the strongest fairy under Queen Morgan's command any further.

The fairy knight Lancelot is actually loyal to Aurora, not to Her Majesty the Queen—how despicable!

Queen Morgan finally understood who the cloaked man was referring to as the third party...

Koyanskaya is also stirring up trouble.

She discovered that she had more and more enemies, facing both internal and external troubles.

Damn it, is that cloaked man mocking me?

Hopefully, this will teach Woodworth a lesson.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was extremely surprised; Oberon was truly amazing, having already...

Get ready to deal with the reinforcements sent by the Queen.

What a powerful Servant, the reliable little angel Oberon.

We've always known what we need.

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid World.

"Hey—! Fairy Knight Lancelot likes Aurora that much?? Just like he likes Kobayashi." Thor was somewhat surprised; Fairy Knight Lancelot wasn't actually loyal to Queen Morgan.

Lancelot, the fairy knight, is Aurora's bodyguard.

Now, all that remains by Queen Morgan's side is... the goblin knight Tristan, who only knows how to ruin things.

There's also Bagst, whose true name has been revealed and who is already somewhat disappointed in Queen Morgan.

What use is Beryl Gat, the useless trash, and the treasure-guarding fairy Sprigan?

Only a few days have passed, and Queen Morgan is almost all alone.

Thor couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Queen Morgan, who had ruled her kingdom for 2000 years under the combined influence of external and internal forces.

The crash happened a little too fast.

Now, Queen Morgan should be taking this seriously.

He could directly use the Holy Lance Rungomniyade to destroy Rungimium and wipe out the Round Table Army in one fell swoop.

She was a little curious; Queen Morgan had stored up 2000 years of magic power, wasn't she going to use it now?

Why not just use the Holy Lance Rungomminiad to wipe out all the enemies as soon as possible?

Life in a Different World from Zero.

“Hmm—! How strange. Why hasn’t Queen Morgan, who is so strong, chosen to take action herself? Is she underestimating her opponent? Although the enemy isn’t very powerful… the reason for her defeat is also quite absurd,” Felix Argyle said.

Crusch Karsten shook his head. Queen Morgan really didn't have many reliable subordinates.

The people around you are much more reliable.

Woodworth, who ruined his own life.

Bagst was beaten by a mob.