Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

"Yes, what?" Guinevere asked, "Didn't you say that this approach was too radical and too murderous at the time, so you were opposed to it?"

"I agreed," Woodworth looked at Guinevere and said slowly, "And not only those who failed, but also those who had contact with Beryl, there were also those who secretly asked him to do so under my nose. The guy who is able to move, and everyone who has anything to do with that guy, let’s kill them all.”

Saying this, he showed a somewhat sinister smile towards Guinevere:

"Just what you want, isn't it?"

Although because he knows nothing about simulators, Woodworth still doesn't understand why Bavanshi showed such a bad expression when talking about the side effects of the spell... But there is one thing He understood it.

——That means His Majesty wants Beryl dead.

In this case, he will spare no effort to promote this matter and do it to the best of his ability.

And Guinevere was the person he knew who could do the most perfect job of killing goblins.

When it comes to bloodthirsty and cruelty, this human being is even better than the cruelest fang clan.

"...Okay," Guinevere nodded slightly after hearing this, "So, that means, even if I wash Oxford with blood, you won't have any objections, right?"

"Of course not, Master."

For the first time since signing the contract, the master and slave have tentatively reached an agreement.

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——However, whether it is the ability to act or the level of decisiveness in doing things, compared with the other person, they are still a bit behind.

While the simulation was still progressing, outside the real new Lord Darlington's room, with a faint sigh, a certain maid turned her head and looked at the door belonging to Bavanshi next to her, and then slowly Closed the light curtain in front of him.

Originally, that guy was still her master, and keeping him would be useful in some places in the future. After all, the Great Command Seal on him was somewhat useful... .Furthermore, according to her original plan, whether it was for anything in the simulation or reality, she would not make any interference until the most suitable person was selected.

However, now she has changed her mind.

Because, that guy seemed to have brought some very bad memories to Bavanshi.

It was no longer just a simulation, but something that stayed in her memory forever and was irretrievable.

"I see. Is he in Oxford now? I remember correctly, in the mansion of the great goblin Barneyhan, right?"

After muttering softly, she walked slowly towards the darker end of the corridor. The clothes on her body also slowly changed with her steps, and finally turned into a dark outfit that coexisted with charm and dignity. Long dress.

The white maid's lace crown on her head gradually turned into a sharp and heavy crown as the disguise magic fell off, and a dark cross spear emerged from her delicate hands.

"After this time, you will never see him again in simulation or reality, Bavanshi."

Whispering like this softly, after the maid stepped into a mirror that slowly appeared in front of her, the place became quiet again.

But, at the same time, a flash of blood suddenly appeared in another part of Britain, which was another matter.

ps: This chapter has 4700 words. In addition to the daily 700-word update, there are still 22400 words that are owed. The current number of words owed is: 50300/[-].

Chapter 44 Artoria’s Decision

"Should I say that it really deserves to be the Fang Clan? The probability of passing the test is actually only higher than Aurora's Wind Clan..."

After staring at these Fang Clan killings here for three whole days and three nights, Guinevere really felt like he had a headache.

Maybe he shouldn't have thought about killing all those damn goblins in one go at first...because after killing them like this, Oxford would be basically paralyzed.

It is true that goblins are the kind of species that will grow out of the ground quickly after killing them, but it also takes time for them to grow, and in this time of war, these time differences are very troublesome.

Just because of Beryl, there was already some hysteria on Bavanshi's side, and Woodworth also inexplicably let go of the goblin who asked him to kill Oxford.

This made Guinevere feel a little bit in trouble.

The main reason is that these goblins can't help but check. Guinevere originally wanted to retain some of the population. Even if he didn't pass the test, he didn't rush to kill them. He just asked his subordinates to check the other party's past to see if there were any particularly egregious crimes. If not, it's not that I can't let it go...but this check showed that Guinevere's blood pressure was high.

He really checked out ten of them, not to mention nine, at least eight of them deserved to die, and they were the ones who reported what they had done to the police. Guinevere was so angry that he wanted to go there in person. The kind of situation where you tear each other apart.

Let’s not talk about bullying men, women, and humans. The problem with goblins is that these bastards, although Woodworth gave them many prohibitions against eating meat in order to restrain their bestiality, goblins are still dogs after all. Unable to change their habit of eating shit, these wild and untamed goblins of the Fang Clan cover each other in private and secretly hunt for something to eat.

Under Woodworth's prohibition, they could not openly eat the meat of various farmed livestock, so most of them directly focused on the human slaves.

Guinevere also knew that now was not the time to liquidate these goblins...but after knowing the bad things they had done, he really couldn't help it!

And when he came to his senses, more than half of the goblins in Oxford had been killed by him... As for those who could not be killed, they used various means to escape with all their strength. Oxford.

Although Guinevere was trying hard to close the door and beat the dog, it would be another matter if there were also guilty consciences among the goblins he ordered to close the door.

Although Guinevere is strong, he didn't have time to bring all his direct subordinates with him when he came here this time, so it was naturally beyond his power to stop all these goblins.

Moreover, in addition, he just learned another bad news:

"What did you say? The Children of Prophecy escaped?!"

After hearing the news reported by his subordinates, Guinevere's blood pressure immediately increased.

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So, go back a few hours:

"It's been another troubled time..."

In the Oxford dungeon, Oberon raised his head slightly, and through a vent at the top of his cell, he could see a little bit of the outside scene.

"What happened outside? Oberon? It seems like there are a lot of people walking around outside."

In the cell next to him, Gareth asked after hearing Oberon's muttering.

"Don't you know how to read it yourself? Why ask me."

After hearing Gareth's words, Oberon tilted his head and thought for two seconds. He felt that there was no need to tell the outside world, so he yawned and said lazily.

"Isn't it because I'm not tall enough?" Gareth said angrily.

"You're not tall enough so I'm tall enough? There's not much difference in height between me and you. I'm just a little... twenty or thirty centimeters taller than you?"

"But Oberon, don't you have wings? Why don't you fly up and take a look!"

"Sorry, those wings are just decoration, I can't fly."

"Ah! So Oberon is useless."

"Tsk, you heartless person, I was running around while you were sleeping there comfortably! How could it be useless?!" Oberon retorted loudly.

"Okay, that's about it. No more arguing."

At this time, as Arturia's voice came, the two looked at each other and quickly closed their mouths.

"How is the situation? Artoria?" Oberon asked in a low voice, lowering his voice.

"According to the hostility detection radar, a large part of the guards in the dungeon have withdrawn. It seems that they have finally relaxed their surveillance on us."

Looking down at the small radar in her palm, Artoria whispered:

"But for some reason, they all seemed to gather in a nearby open square, and there seemed to be many other goblins there, but I don't know exactly how many there are..."

Hostility detection radar is also a creation made by Artoria by mistake. Its effect is much simpler. It can simply detect and distinguish the hostility around it, giving her a way to see the movements of people around her. It's just a small map.

However, because this radar is only a trial product of the initial version, the detection range is very small, probably only a few dozen meters around. If it were not for the fact that the Stone Hat invisibility cloak was destroyed in the battle, Alto There are far fewer props available to Liya, and she may not even think of this gadget.

At this moment, looking at the entire red area displayed by the edge of the small radar, which was filled with hostile light spots, Arturia frowned and asked:

"Oberon, do you know what happened over there?"

"Well, based on the actions of those people outside these days, I can probably guess a little bit." Oberon said slowly, "But what are they doing over there... I'll tell you directly and you probably won't. If you have any real feeling, you should confirm it with your own eyes after we escape."

"You're trying to hide yourself there again...forget it, it's up to you." Arturia sighed and said, "Get ready to get away."

"Ah? But now that we are wearing the shackles of this magical power, we can't use any magic power..."

Gareth frowned and said, and midway through her words, she suddenly became energetic again:

"Oh! Artoria, do you have any tools here that can remove these shackles?"

"Yes, but it can't be used," Artoria shook her head. "There are only a few props that can be used out of the box, such as the hostile detection radar. Most of the props I made require magic power to be injected into them before they can be used. But the magic power is banned and you can’t use it at all.”

"Ah? Then how should we get out of trouble..."

As soon as Gareth asked this question, he saw Arturia suddenly swinging her arm and slamming the shackles on the wrists onto the iron railings, smashing the metal shackles out of shape.

Then, after repeating this action several times, the shackles on Artoria's wrists were quickly broken loose. Then Gareth saw Artoria clenching his teeth and pulling hard, and then directly pulled the shackles on Artoria's wrists. The shackles were broken.

"Okay! Done!"

With a kick on the railing that had been loosened by the shackles, Artoria directly kicked away the iron railing protected by magic:

"Now that I can use my magic, I'm here to help you."

Seeing this, Gareth couldn't help but have a big question mark on his head.

what happened?Why does Miss Artoria seem to have greater physical strength than she does?

Gareth was a little stunned, and also stunned was a certain Fang Clan soldier who came here after hearing something strange... However, the poor soldier was lifted to the ground by Artoria in the next second. The steel rod knocked him unconscious.

what happened?This skillful technique of knocking people... Although it seems to be exactly the same as Artoria's previous technique of knocking people with a staff, it is not incomprehensible...

——But isn’t she the warrior in the team?

Gareth couldn't help but think so as he looked at Arturia who used brute force to bend the railing and then poked her head in.

But she quickly shook her head again, threw away these distracting thoughts in her mind, and asked again:

"So, Miss Artoria, do you have any tools over there that can be driven by magic to help us release our shackles?"

"That's not true. In fact, my lock-picking magic does not require magic power."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Gareth's thinking couldn't help but stagnated for a moment.

Lock-picking magic that doesn't require magic power... Is there still such magic in this world?

Then she saw Arturia take out a pin, put it into the keyhole of her shackles, and start tinkering with it.

"???"

"Don't ask, asking is magic."

Sensing Gareth's almost uncontrollable desire to complain, Oberon looked at her with a rather peaceful look and said slowly:

"Is magic such an inconvenient thing? If Artoria says it's magic, then it's magic. Anyway, magic is such a convenient thing."

"Okay, stop talking so much," said Artoria, and quickly took out a metal ring as thick as a bucket from the system's built-in storage space:

"Let's use this thing to escape next."

At the same time, the item description of this metal circle also appeared in Artoria's eyes:

[Homemade Magic Costume·Penetration Ring]

【rarity:? 】

[A magician who is good at physics created a strange gift based on an unknown principle. As long as the ring is attached to the surface of an object, a space can be created on the surface of the object that can be passed through. 】

[Although it sounds outrageous, for some unreasonable people, magic is such a convenient thing. 】

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[By using the penetration ring you created, you successfully escaped from the Oxford prison before more guards noticed what was going on here. 】

[You asked around and learned that your equipment was placed in the treasure house in Oxford, so you used the penetration ring and hostile detection radar to successfully avoid all enemies and get your equipment back. 】

[Then, out of curiosity, before escaping Oxford, you went to a location with a large number of enemies on the hostile detection radar. 】

[There, you saw...]

——Saw hell.

Countless mutilated limbs were piled together, turning into a mountain of bones. Blood flowed down layer by layer along the bones, gathering into a pool of blood below.

The blood dripping from a large amount of lifeless flesh and blood had covered the entire ground. The strong smell of blood made Artoria almost faint. Cries and wailings echoed everywhere in the air. the sound of.

And among the hills of piled bones, there were a large number of goblins bound by shackles that banned magic. They lined up in a long line like animals waiting to be slaughtered, and were pressed onto the execution platform by heavily armed soldiers. Then, after the begging for mercy was ineffective, the butcher knife suddenly fell, turning into mutilated corpses.

Afterwards, Artoria even saw that specialized soldiers would throw a ball of fire at the mountains of corpses and begin to burn the bones. The stench of burnt flesh and blood made Al's heart burn even just a little bit. Tolia almost vomited.

shocking.

"how so......"

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

After a period of retching, Arturia raised her head tremblingly, only to see someone sitting high on the main seat in the center of this hell among the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Go up, be the devil in the world, and watch all this silently.

It's Guinevere.

Although she had been prepared in her heart, when she actually saw that face here, Artoria still felt her legs weakened and almost fell to the ground.