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

Every day, filled with rage, he would shoulder a scroll, ready to venture into the Fairy Lostbelt to hunt down these human traitors.

There are only so many well-trained human soldiers in the Fairy Lostbelt. If you search carefully, you can always find some clues.

She first ruled out the Queen's army.

If Queen Morgan really wanted to eliminate Lendinium, she could teleport there using the Water Mirror and take care of it all by herself.

She knew very well that a terrifyingly powerful figure like Queen Morgan would never stoop to such a thing, as it would be utterly pointless.

Bless this beautiful world.

"Are you all out of your minds?! What's the point of doing this?! What's the benefit of betraying the Round Table Army...?" Kazuma Sato was stunned. How could such a thing happen?

He truly hadn't expected that Lundnium would encounter a rebellion from its own people.

"How strange! Are all these people out of their minds? What's the point of doing this?! Queen Morgan will not accept your pledge of allegiance!" Darkness looked bewildered. Did they intend to do this so they could go to Camelot and claim credit?

Don't they know that Queen Morgan would only choose to eliminate all those who betrayed the Round Table?

Huihui's crimson eyes were consumed by rage; she was unwilling to accept it, even being in Lundinim was useless.

Her explosive magic was completely unsuitable for use in such a chaotic crowd.

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The traitors arrived, their eyes scanning the surroundings, searching for the remaining human children. They couldn't leave a single one alive. "One, two, three... Hey, not enough. There should be five little devils here."

"There should be two more people somewhere. Find them. Because we can't leave any witnesses."

A sharp-eyed traitor, looking at the extinguished iron basin, said, "...The fire in the stove is out. Look inside."

Traitor B retorted speechlessly, "What are you talking about? Just getting close is hot enough; your skin will be burned if you go inside."

"What fool would hide in a place like that?"

Traitor A chuckled dismissively, carrying his blood-dripping longsword as he walked towards the iron basin. "So, they're all just beggars with their heads down. When pushed to the brink, they're capable of anything."

"Okay, let me see. ...So, what's the situation inside..."

He had just poked his head out, ready to stab with his longsword, when, with a whoosh, a silver-white spear pierced his chest and shredded his heart.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Gareth anxiously scanned his surroundings and shouted, "Sem, Samaria, are you alright?! Where are you? Answer me if you're alive!"

"It's Gareth! We're saved, Samaria, Gareth is here!"

The boy from Lundinim, weakly holding the girl, stood up from the iron basin, trembling slightly. He looked at Gareth with surprise and joy, at Gareth who looked like an angel. "It's Gareth! We're saved, Samaria, Gareth is here!"

He's already dying.

He only had a few minutes left to live.

He suffered extremely severe burns all over his body and had lost too much blood.

It is entirely due to their incredibly strong willpower that they have persevered until now.

He possesses the most precious golden will of mankind, and invaluable qualities that surpass those of countless others.

The frail young girl, Samaria, had a dark, soothing face as she weakly cried out, "Cough...cough...It really is...it's the real Knight! It's Sister Gareth!"

"You took them all down by yourself? That's amazing, so amazing!" A sweet smile appeared on Samaria's dark little face.

Gareth's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the boy and girl before him; their burns were severe...

Act quickly, or your life will be in danger... Gripping the spear tightly, I realized I failed to protect those who needed me to...

"Get outside quickly—no, you can't go out the door anymore!"

"Let's go to the command center! It's safe there and they have medicine!"

"Percival and the others will be here soon!! I'll hold the command room until then!"

"Um, um...! Thank you, thank you, Gareth!" The boy took trembling steps, his body swaying, and pulled the girl's hand, heading towards the headquarters. "Samaria, come on!!! Don't hold your sister back!"

"Yeah, I'm fine!! After all, everyone else is fine!"

Gareth is determined to defy her fate. She leads the children toward headquarters, where they can be healed by the magic potion made by Leonardo da Vinci himself.

One traitor after another fell to Gareth's spear.

He died at the hands of Gareth, the knight who guarded Londinim.

Gareth wielded both a spear and a large shield, sweeping with his spear and striking with his shield. His steps were as firm as a rock, and he did not retreat a single step, continuing to charge into the camp of the traitorous humans.

The children followed behind Gareth, watching their sister Gareth display her prowess.

I really wish I could become a knight like Gareth's sister.

That way, Grandma...: Uncle, they won't be killed.

Those who lack power now yearn to gain it; if they had power, this wouldn't have happened...

One-third of the traitorous humans in Lundinim died at the hands of Gareth.

Gareth's entire silver-gray armor was now stained red with blood.

She was like a seraph standing in a living hell, leading children to a land of hope.

Just as Gareth was about to arrive at headquarters with the children.

With a whoosh, the fairy knight Lancelot flew down, his longsword striking out and piercing Gareth's right eye.

Gareth collapsed into a pool of blood.

The children knelt around Gareth's body, crying and calling out her name, shaking her body.

Lancelot, the guilty fairy knight, a foolish and incompetent fairy, a puppet tool who only obeys the orders of others.

The traitor's voice rang out, "Kill them all!!! This is your sin of continuously ignoring the kindness of noble people!!"

"What 'coexistence of humans and fairies'?! No matter what, they're just slaves with the instincts of livestock!!"

"...It seems to be almost over." The human traitors sneered as they looked at the raging fire of Lundinium, saying with no remorse, "Lundinium, which even Woodworth couldn't conquer, is easily destroyed from within."

"To easily trust anyone who is human is the fate of a fool. The bottom rung doesn't need a homeland. Burn it all."

"Without Rendinium, the prestige of the helpless Round Table Army and the 'Son of Prophecy' will be diminished."

"The command center must be meticulously and thoroughly destroyed. Let the arrogant Percival never forget it."

Amidst the raging flames of Lendinium, Gareth rose again. "Eh... I... why... can't I see with my right eye... How strange... how strange—what's happening on the street...?"

"Ah...ah...it's happening again—it's always like this...how many times have I seen this...?"

Gareth saw countless times the shattered future on the faces of the children of Lendinim, yet he himself could not stop fate from unfolding.

"Is that so? I understand now. I am—the Mirror Clan."

Her long-buried memories were awakened: "Wanting to protect everyone from a devastating future—but in the end, no one could save Einzel—I'm sorry...I'm sorry, Mira...You specially took my place...I'm sorry this time too—"

"Hey, are there any other children? Where did they go?" The traitorous soldiers were still searching for the other children. "Find them, no exceptions! The Round Table Army will be back soon, find them and kill them before then!"

"Not yet, it's not over yet." Gareth's blood-stained face showed a resolute expression. "Go! I will protect—Sem, protect Samaria...!"

She picked up her spear again and charged toward the headquarters, falling several times along the way, but getting up each time.

Despite his severe injuries, he continued to swing the spear in his hand and the shield given to him by the children and the fairy craftsmen.

"...But Mira, it's wonderful that I can be reincarnated into the next generation...Life in Lendinium is absolutely perfect. It's like a dream world."

"Everyone helps each other, acknowledges each other, and forgives each other. They cherish themselves and the people around them. This is the kind of people they are. ... For Fujimaru Ritsuka, this is only natural."

"So our Britain will probably become like that too... Heh. Will such a world really come? Will there be fairies with that kind of future?"

The battle for Gareth continues in Lendinim.

The future she dreamed of seemed to have vanished.

"I love watching Fujimaru Ritsuka. There's so much happiness in that world over there—" No matter what you do, it will all end here.

"The future over there doesn't seem to be so cruel."

"...That's wonderful. We didn't have that opportunity. I know what I should protect. I only need to guide the 'Child of Prophecy'."

“But… I don’t want to lose anything else for this. I don’t want all the members of the clan to die.”

"Gareth, who doesn't understand reason. Ainsell, who doesn't understand reason."

"If you can clearly see the future, why not accept it?"

"...What? You don't need to ask for a reason for something like that." Gareth was determined to defy her fate. She would not go with the flow of destiny; she would resist, struggle, and fight with all her might.

She killed one traitorous human after another, and piles of human corpses fell beside her.

"Haa...haa..." Gareth gasped for breath, his bright red, battered armor soaked with sweat, but the shield given to him by the children remained unharmed.

"The command center is up there!" a fully armed human soldier commanded. "Hurry up and load the oil drums! Detonate with caution!"

The armor worn by these fully armed human soldiers was exactly the same as that worn by the human soldiers under Aurora's command in Salisbury!

The Queen's army was not equipped with such armor and knightly greatswords.

"That's enough! Queen's Army!!! I won't allow you to continue!" Gareth cried out, tears streaming down his face, filled with rage at how cruel they could be.

The traitor to humanity felt no remorse whatsoever. Looking at the weakened Gareth, he asked, "Are there any survivors?"

She's already on her deathbed; there's no need to deal with her anymore..."

"If someone escaped alone, that would show some self-awareness. But that posture, was it imitating a knight?"

"You're an eyesore! Die here! You mere soldiers of Percival dare to call yourselves knights!"

The human traitor swung his greatsword, aiming for Gareth's neck.

Gareth raised his silver shield in his left hand, deflecting the heavy slash with a clang. His right hand, gripping his spear tightly, swung forward, and with a soft thud, the blood-stained spear tip pierced the chest of the human traitor. "Shut up...!!! You don't deserve to call yourselves knights...!"

Gareth raised his silver-white spear high, lifted his silver shield, and his left eye shone brightly as he shouted, "I am Gareth—Gareth, a knight of the Round Table!"

"The Knight of Lundinium—!"

Gareth charged forward with heavy strides, his right hand wielding a silver spear that had been used to lift the corpse of a human traitor, and then charged toward the human traitor standing to his left.

She was knocked to the ground time and time again by the traitor's heavy sword.

She rose again and again, wielding her spear. Each attack was just as Percival had taught her, each attack as precise as when Senji Muramasa swung his sword.

She repeated the motion, parrying and thrusting again and again.

The faces of these human traitors showed fear. Was the fairy before them immortal? Despite suffering so many fatal wounds, she stood up again and again.

The human traitors, fearing they would be torn apart by the arriving Round Table Army, fled in terror.

"Ha...ha...that's great...that's great...!" Gareth laughed gleefully as he watched the human traitors flee in disarray, kneeling on one knee. "And...I still have to wait for Percival—no, I still have to defuse the explosives at headquarters..."

"Haa... Hey!" Gareth gritted his teeth, determined to try harder... "I am a knight of Lendinium. I must protect everyone's home."

She walked with heavy steps, her legs feeling as if they were filled with lead. Her left eye blurred as she looked at the things in front of her. Following her memory, she walked towards the headquarters, her long gun and shield still in her hands.

It took several minutes to walk, and the ground and steps along the way were stained with Gareth's blood.

She finally arrived at the headquarters of the Round Table Army. The blazing heat of Lundinium hit her head. "Haa...haa...cough, gulp...! Ah...haa...ah..."

Gareth initially thought there were no bombs, but then he vaguely saw a fuse burning with sparks in his left eye. "Ah... there really are... bombs... what are you thinking, honestly."

"Is this the fuse...? No, but if the fire starts, it'll be troublesome..."

Gareth hurled his silver spear with all his might, piercing the human traitor who was about to ignite the second detonator of the main line. "Ah...it hurts so much...as expected, I can't move anymore."

"But it's safe here... the fire isn't that badly set in..."

She protected the headquarters, and those important documents were not destroyed.

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British timeline.

Gareth was filled with resentment and said bitterly, "Lancelot, the fairy knight, you are not worthy of being a knight!!! You damned executioner fairy."

She looked at Gareth, who had lost his life, with immense grief.

Without the courage of the fairy knight Lancelot, the fairy Gareth would never have lost to these worthless soldiers who betrayed humanity.