Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

After thinking for two seconds, Guinevere slowly said,

"Woodworth... I think your injury is almost healed, right?"

"I will handle the attack in Oxford. I will personally fight the so-called coalition forces. As for the Round Table Army in the south..."

Guinevere said quietly:

"Apart from the endless criticism of me in high-level meetings every day, you should be able to play some other role, right?"

ps: This chapter has 4500 words. In addition to the daily 500-word update, there are still 23500 words that are owed. The current number of words owed is: 50300/[-].

Chapter 46 A gentleman ignores his deeds and his heart

"Clang-clang-clang-"

The bone bell was struck slowly, and the ethereal sound of the bell spread and resounded throughout Britain.

[Due to the reward of ringing the third Pilgrimage Bell, all your attributes except luck have been improved. 】

【Strength B→A】

【Durable C→C】

【Agility C→B】

【Magic C→B】

As the light surrounding Artoria slowly disappeared, a sense of power surged up.

Arturia gently clenched the staff of choice in her hand, then turned around and looked into the distance.

"Have you thought about it?"

A familiar voice came from behind. Arturia turned around and saw the figure of her friend Nokenale.

"The next step is to actually fight as his enemy. Are you really ready to wake up?"

"...Yeah." Artoria nodded slowly but firmly, "I've thought about it."

"But, I still feel it's strange,"

At this time, Nokenale suddenly spoke again:

"I remember when we first met in Gloucester a few years ago, you were a guy who exuded the aura of 'Death to all goblins'. Now you actually decided to defeat Guinea for the goblins. Will?"

"...what are you talking about,"

Giving Nokenale an annoyed look, Artoria sighed,

"I just occasionally think, 'Oh, it would be great if all fairies died.' This kind of thinking is nothing like 'It would be great if this terrible world was destroyed' or "I feel life is boring, so I might as well just die." The difference is, at most, just a momentary thought that occasionally flashes through my mind...but thinking about it and putting it into practice are completely different things."

"I have to say that there are indeed many goblins who are ugly in nature, and the voices that can be read from them are also unpleasant...but not all goblins are like that, nor do they have some disgusting thoughts. It must be a bad goblin.”

As she said this, Artoria tilted her head slightly, recalling memories that either belonged to her in the past or to other worlds.

"As for me, I have been helped by many fairies."

"A long time ago, when I was the most lonely and helpless, there was a grandfather who was always fierce and helped me a lot... It was he who made my childhood a little warmer."

"When I traveled to Gloucester before, I met a group of lower-level goblins. At that time, they wanted to help the children of the prophecy. They didn't know if there would be another tomorrow, so they donated all their property to the prophecy. I hope I can help her a little bit...even if they don’t know that I am the son of the prophecy.”

"And everyone in Londinion, where the people and the fairies held a celebration for me. When they surrounded me at the celebration, the smiles on their faces, and the gifts they handed me The bouquet can brighten me up a little as I become more and more desperate about the future."

"Hmph," Nokenale crossed her arms and said angrily, "I don't believe they approached you purely out of good intentions."

"......puff."

Hearing this, Artoria glanced at Nokenale in shock, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Nokenale said angrily.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a little funny that you would say such a thing,"

Artoria shook her head and said:

"When I was with Guinevere, I once heard him say something that I liked very much."

"What is it?"

"A gentleman doesn't care about his heart when he talks about his deeds, and no one is perfect in the world."

Artoria raised her head, looked at the sky and said slowly:

"Although I don't like it...but it's the same for fairies and people. There are no fairies or people with perfect hearts in this world...At least they have been wandering in Britain for so long. I've never seen him in such a long time - Guinevere used to be greedy for my body."

"Although everyone has more or less various thoughts and feelings that are difficult to look at directly...but if those bad thoughts that occasionally wander around are taken seriously, then there will be no existence in this world. Good guy. In the end, the final decision about what kind of person or goblin is depends on what he does, right?"

"After all, even I have had this thought running through my mind... If only this dazzling you disappeared."

Hearing this, Nokenale looked at Artoria with wide eyes in astonishment.

However, half a second later, a smile quickly appeared on her face, she folded her arms again and said:

"Well, it doesn't matter. I forgive you. After all, I am so good. It is inevitable that people will be jealous..."

"But you suddenly felt relieved just now, right?" Artoria continued, "You have thought before that, as the child of prophecy, I am an eyesore, right?"

Nokenale suddenly stopped talking.

"But you are a very proud guy, so the next second you will feel disgusted with yourself for having such thoughts," Artoria smiled, "and then you will treat me to delicious food out of inexplicable compensation. , obviously you didn’t do anything to feel sorry for me.”

"Tsk," Nokenale turned her head away and said angrily, "So the fairy eyes are really a disgusting thing."

"After all, I have been troubled by the messy noises caused by this thing for so long. I have to find a way to reconcile with it." Artoria said with a smile:

"No matter what, it doesn't matter if you have bad thoughts. As long as you can suppress these thoughts with your conscience later, or feel ashamed of such thoughts, it means that that guy is really a good person or What a fairy...Ah, did you go too far?"

Artoria shook her head and said:

"...In short, although I hate goblins, there are still many gentle goblins among goblins, such as Gareth, Oberon, Grandpa Ector, Bagster , Mr. Bogut, and you..."

"On the other hand, although there are always so many bad goblins among goblins, aren't humans the same? If you look at it with goblin eyes, there are also many humans with ugly thoughts and evil deeds. When I was in Norwich before, I have seen many human businessmen who exploited goblins to death."

"Compared to humans, the rate of bad fairies is much higher, but they are often directly bad. While among humans, although the rate of bad people is much lower, their complicated thoughts make them even more shockingly bad."

"Although the existence of fairies themselves makes them more likely to abandon reason and act according to their inner thoughts, which makes them more likely to commit evil deeds, this does not mean that they will all be killed with one shot. reason."

"...It's really a gentle reason." Nokenale sighed, "Artoria, your character is too easy to suffer, isn't it?"

"No, no, no, the above is only half of the reasons. I just want to find some high-sounding reasons for myself,"

Artoria suddenly shook her head:

"After all, I didn't just decide to fight Guinevere because of the goblins."

Having said this, Artoria hesitated for a few seconds, pointed to somewhere in the town ahead, and then said:

"When I was in Salisbury, I was helped by a goblin named Mike. That was the tavern he opened. I heard from Oberon that Mike was half of his friend."

"I have only been in contact with Mike for a short time. I don't know whether he is a good goblin or a bad goblin, but both possibilities should exist, right?"

"However, I just went there to take a look and found that Mike was no longer there... I just saw some traces of Morse in the store."

When she said this, Artoria's expression became slightly sad.

"So you are fighting for that goblin named Mike?" Noknare asked.

"No? After all, I am not familiar with him. I don't know whether he is a good fairy or a bad fairy, right?" Artoria said, "But it is possible that he is a good fairy."

After a slight pause, Artoria spoke again:

"Guinevere... Guinevere was not that kind of person before,"

"He used to be a very gentle person. No matter how he dealt with anyone, he would approach them with kindness from the very beginning, and he would always have the greatest respect for life itself. I know this."

"If it were Guinevere in the past, he would definitely be sad after knowing that he accidentally killed a goblin who might be a good person."

"So, the current Guinevere is probably not him anymore, at least not the complete him... How could Guinevere become such an executioner who carried out genocide indiscriminately."

"It's a pity that my fairy eyes can no longer see Guinevere's thoughts... So, I can only guess why he did this... I think he is There is a reason for it.”

"For example?" As soon as the question came out of her mouth, Nokenalei quickly thought of the answer, "Do you think you were forced by Tristan?"

"...Yes, what else could it be?" Artoria nodded and said, "If you or Bagster suddenly committed a massacre of the city, then I think it was probably because of death. They deserved the lost goblin, but Tristan..."

Having said this, Artoria couldn't help but shook her head again.

Judging from her brief encounters with the Goblin Knight Tristan, that guy is really a very, very strange and murderous goblin.

When she first met Tristan, she looked at Tristan for a long time with her fairy eyes, but she didn't see any hatred, anger, or hostility... But she just knew how to do it. After a disagreement, he decided to kill Artoria.

This kind of bastard who kills when he is in a good mood and kills when he is in a bad mood is really difficult to understand with common sense... If she did something to Guinevere, it seems normal to force him to kill someone. .

After all, although Guinevere is very powerful, both in terms of brains and strength, he is not very good at magic after all. It would be normal if Tristan cast some strange spell that confuses the mind... .

——Even a loser like her who followed Guinevere all the time can get taboo refinement skills from the system that can create all kinds of incredible props. What will Tristan, who has been the Blood Queen, get? She couldn't even think of other awesome rewards.

Not to mention that she is the heir to Queen Morgan, a woman praised by Merlin as one of the top five magic talents in the world. To say that Morgan really taught Tristan nothing but water mirror magic, Artori Ya definitely doesn't believe it.

"So, I must rescue Guinevere from Bavanshi, even if I have to knock him down for this."

"It makes sense," Nokenale crossed her arms and nodded repeatedly, "But have you really thought about it? What if this battle ends up leading to Guinevere's death? Can you really defeat him with your arms? Are you willing to fight him?"

"This is not a question of whether you can do this...but you must have such an awareness." Artoria shook her head and said:

"I have already fought against him twice...but Guinevere is not the kind of person who can challenge with only half-assed awareness.

"I have to be prepared to defeat him. As long as I still have a little hesitation in my heart, he will easily defeat me. If I am still worried about hurting him when fighting him, how can I win? ?”

Recalling the extremely bad experience she had with Guinevere before, Artoria said with a dark face:

"That Guinevere guy is a bastard who takes advantage of my hesitation because I'm worried about hurting him."

After a slight pause, she added:

"He would even laugh at me after using this to defeat me."

"And to be honest, with my half-hearted ability, I can't kill Guinevere even if I try my best. He is so strong now. Even if we try our best, we can only find some possibility of winning. I think Killing him...impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Even if we take ten thousand steps back, we have reached the point where Guinevere is really seriously injured..."

Saying this, Artoria patted the bag beside her.

"I still have a lot of magical props that I can think of."

"Hmph... You are really well prepared." Nokenale shook her head and said helplessly.

"So, does this answer reassure you?" Arturia looked at Nokenale again and said slowly, "Does this make you give up your plan to persuade me to give up going to the battlefield? "

"It must have been read by the fairy eyes again...it's really annoying,"

Nokenale put her hands on her hips, shook her head and sighed:

"Yes, I used to think that if you are not completely prepared, it is better not to set foot on the battlefield, but now it seems that I am too worried. Since you have said it this far, then come on .”

With that said, she turned around, waved her hands nonchalantly, and walked towards the stairs of the Bell Ringing Hall:

"Now that the bell has been rung, this can also be used as a signal to launch an attack on New Darlington... Guinevere will definitely take action next, so you should be ready to set off. , we act according to the original plan."

"Are you sure you want to do that? It's obviously a hard-fought victory?" Arturia asked.

"Yes," Nokenale turned around and looked towards Oxford, with a slight smile on her face.

However, under this smile, there is still some tension and solemnity hidden.

"You also said that that guy is not the kind of guy who can fight with half-hearted awareness."

"If you want to beat him, how can you do it without using your brain a little more?"

"You obviously have such a suitable prop here, but you would be stupid if you didn't make good use of it."

ps1：本章4500字，去掉日常四千字更新之外再还500字欠更，目前欠更字数为：24000/50300

ps2: Note: The character’s words only represent the character’s own position or thoughts, and do not represent the author’s own positions and thoughts.

Chapter 47 Gun Demon vs. The Last Dragon

[After your own troops arrived at Oxford, you quickly led the army to Salisbury. 】

There is no need to stay in place to defend the city. Guinevere can be sure that his side has an absolute advantage. In this case, he only needs to go straight up.

As long as the armies of both sides encounter each other, relying on the magic gunners' strike range far beyond the miracles that the goblins can release, he can easily smash the army on Noknare's side.

Even Artoria's auxiliary abilities cannot make up for the qualitative gap in weapons and equipment.