Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

Although she said this, her true thoughts in her heart were exposed by the bright smile on her face and the system prompts:

[Artoria's mood value has been greatly improved. 】

[Since the upper limit has been reached, Artoria's favorability towards you cannot continue to increase. 】

[As night falls, you and Artoria finish shopping and return to the agreed place to meet Oberon. 】

"Oh, before going to the auction, do you want to put on a bright and beautiful dress so that your charm can be fully reflected and become the focus of the audience? What a good strategy. In this case, we will lead you to the auction. That will give me more confidence.”

Seeing Artoria's new clothes, Oberon simply commented:

"Anyway, let's enter. I've already inquired. The famous ancient sword is indeed among the items in the auction, but it is not an important auction item in the finale. There shouldn't be many people competing. With our 7000 million yuan, The pound budget should be easy to come by.”

"Good!" Guinevere gave a thumbs up to Oberon, "It's really reliable, Oberon!"

"It's just so so, just some trivial things..." Oberon was about to respond humbly, but suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the writing, "Wait a minute, what is Oberon's name again?"

"It's just a nickname that shows closeness. This means that our relationship has reached a new stage!" Guinevere hugged Oberon's shoulders and said casually.

However, after saying this, he suddenly felt a chill rising behind him.

Guinevere shrank his neck and quickly turned his head, only to see Arturia behind him, looking at him with a smile:

"what about me?"

"What's your nickname for me, Guinevere?"

[Although Artoria's face is full of smiles at the moment, for some reason, you seem to feel a biting chill. 】

Chapter 37 Isn’t that how the plot works?

"Well, although I really want to call you Liya...but there is no way, because the name Artoria itself is so nice, so I still like to call you Artoria."

[You tried your best to get past Artoria and urged everyone to quickly enter the auction. 】

[Because Oberon knows Murien, Lord of Gloucester, you are able to enter the VIP box of the auction. 】

[After a brief opening remarks, the auction began. 】

[The rules of this auction do not recognize agents, only bidders can bid in person. 】

[When the auction came to auction item No. [-], Oberon was a little restless. 】

"Shakespeare's scrapped manuscript... Oops, it couldn't be a "drifter" drifting here from the history of pan-humanity. If it is an authentic work... I really care about it, I really want it. Ah, I feel like I can’t miss it no matter what..."

Oberon stared at the scrapped manuscript of Shakespeare on the stage, his eyes shining:

"Sorry guys, I really have the urge to spend money randomly... How about I just buy it?!"

"I don't have any objections," Guinevere touched his chin, "You just need to set aside enough money to buy that famous sword."

On the other side, although Arturia wanted to say something, she looked down at the new clothes she was wearing and held back her subsequent words.

"It doesn't matter! Then I'll buy it!" Oberon clapped his hands and said, "Don't worry! I've probably estimated the price of that famous knife. It's not a popular competing product. About 1000 million molar pounds is enough to buy it! "

[Oberon bought Shakespeare's scrap manuscript at auction for 300 million pounds. 】

[After auctioning several more items, the auction of your target, the famous sword Siming, finally begins. 】

[The price of Famous Knife Siming was quickly raised to 500 million molar pounds. 】

"Lady Artoria and her party are asking for 1000 million molar pounds! Are there any other goblins willing to pay a higher price?"

Upon hearing the quotation given by Oberon, the master of ceremonies goblin shouted excitedly.

"Then the offer came out at 1000 million! 2000 million! The gentleman in the VIP room asked for 2000 million molar pounds! It started to get intense!"

"2000 million! Are there any other goblins willing to pay a higher price?!"

"Hey, hey," Guinevere approached Oberon in the VIP room and lowered his voice, "What's going on? Didn't you say the bidding for this auction item isn't fierce? Is 1000 million enough? What's wrong with this guy? What's going on?"

"How do I know that a big dog will appear halfway?" Oberon's face was also a little ugly, "We need to discuss the strategy a little bit, a surprising competitor has appeared..."

However, before Oberon could continue speaking, Artoria had already stood up:

"3000 million! 3000 million! Rubber pound! Ah~ It's really annoying. Forget it, 7000 million! How about 7000 million rubble?!"

"Artoria! Are you a wild boar?!" Oberon was stunned.

On the other side, the Guinevere people were also confused.

"Fuck."

What does this count? Are you bidding against yourself?

He boasts that he has seen so many auction scenes in novels, and there should be no scenes that he has not seen before...but he has never seen this scene before.

"Wait, Artoria, stop a moment," Oberon whispered, "It's not 7000 million, we don't have that much money. Did you forget that I just spent 300 million?"

"Idiot! Oberon, you idiot!" Artoria said angrily, "Why do you want to cause trouble at this time! If it doesn't work, just leave you here to work!"

"Forget it, I think I can mortgage my Welsh forest..."

"No, we really called for 7000 friction pounds..." Guinevere's eyes twitched a little, "Speaking of which, I always feel like I have a sense of déjà vu with this development... "

While the three people in the room were talking in low voices, looking at me and looking at you, and before they kicked each other angrily, the master of ceremonies on the auction stage had already announced loudly:

"7000 million rubles! 7000 million rubles! Now the situation has been decided, now let's hammer down the deal——"

"1 million molar pounds."

At this time, a cold voice sounded in the auction hall.

Although the volume of the voice was not loud, the nobility of the superior contained in it overwhelmed everyone:

"Although I don't know who you are, I'm sure you're not an ordinary person, but I'm sorry, I must win this auction item, and you will never be able to beat me in the auction. Please don't continue this meaningless struggle. ——”

"What do you say!"

Before the man could finish his words, Artoria jumped out impatiently:

"I won't lose! If that's the case, if that's the case - then I will use Oberon's land as a mortgage, 1 million mole pounds!"

"Fuck, are you crazy? Even if you sell my land, it's not worth 1000 million!" Oberon lost control of his expression and whispered after Artoria.

Oh, wait, wait a minute.

However, apart from them, the eyes of Guinevere, who had been staying at the very back, suddenly lit up.

I remembered!He had seen this plot while watching videos, and he had an impression of it!

The goblin bidding against them across the street is Tristan the Goblin!If he remembers correctly, the organizer will invite both parties to a duel next!The final result was that Artoria severely beat Yao Cui and won the auction.

[The Master of Ceremonies, the goblin, cannot make the decision and asks Lord Murien for instructions. 】

"In any case, this ancient famous sword is the most eye-catching item in tonight's auction. It is really a mistake not to use it as the final axis."

"So, I think the final successful bidder needs not only financial resources, but also character."

"Please wait until the last two take the stage."

[Lord Murien invites Artoria and another bidder to the stage. 】

"A heavy blow to Yao Cui? Then I have to take action!"

Anyway, Yao Cui has been offended to death, so it shouldn't be too late to kick him again, right?

Thinking of the reason why he was forced to pack his luggage, Guinevere suddenly became furious and took the initiative to apply to fight.

[You stepped onto the auction stage before Artoria. 】

"There is really no other way, but since it is Murien's request, I have no choice but to go on stage."

On the other side, after a gentle sigh, a petite goblin in armor slowly walked onto the stage.

The moment he saw the goblin's face clearly, Guinevere turned to stone.

What are you doing?

The plot doesn’t seem to work like this, right?

"Oh, I seem to have seen a brave knight. In that case, I have no choice but to give my name."

The goblin slowly took off the mask on his face, nodded slightly to Guinevere, and said with a smile:

"The Fairy Knight, Lancelot, has met you all."

Chapter 38 Is it on or off?

"What a nuisance. Why is this guy with no reputation coming up? Forget it, Lancelot has already recognized the value of that guy. If he goes down now, he will turn against Lancelot."

Seeing that both parties were on stage, Mu Ruien in the dark could only continue to host:

"Then let me introduce it to you."

"The one on the left has been guarding Britain for thousands of years and is known as the most beautiful and strongest fairy in Britain - the fairy knight Lancelot!"

"The one on the right is the chief knight of the Son of Prophecy, which has been sung for a long time! The person he serves is the real Son of Prophecy, Lady Arturia from Tintagel! Although she is still unknown now, Their names will soon be sung throughout Britain!"

When Murien talked about the Son of Prophecy, the scene was in an uproar, and then the atmosphere quickly became heated again.

"Then, since we are on the auction stage, both parties have the obligation to bid for the goods. However, according to my evaluation, the value of Sir Lancelot, the Elf Knight, and Lady Artoria, the Child of Prophecy, is almost the same. Comparing one another, whether it is financial resources or character, it is difficult to determine the superiority or inferiority.”

"No, Lord Murien, you really praise me. I think even the knight in front of me is not inferior to me in character." At this time, Lancelot opposite Guinevere smiled again. Said hehe.

"This... is exactly what it is!" Lancelot interrupted him mid-sentence. After being silent for half a second, Murien continued:

"Well, since both sides are knights who protect their honor with their swords, let's decide the outcome in the most traditional way, with a real sword showdown that puts the knight's honor on the line!"

"After all, for both parties, only swordsmanship, as a skill that can make a living, is truly valuable, right? For a knight, only the sword itself is without hypocrisy, right?"

"In this case, I naturally have no objection." Lancelot nodded slightly and said, "It would be great to be able to decide the outcome with this and to fight against an excellent knight like Guinevere."

"Very well, what about Lord Guinevere?"

"......I can too."

"Okay, since both parties have no objections, let us witness the wonderful swordsmanship duel between Britain's best knights!"

By now, the people of Guinevere were numb.

What else can I do?

Anyway, this famous sword must be taken down, so even if he really doesn't want to offend this vengeful, petty, and terrifyingly powerful Lancelot, he still has to take it down.

After all, everything is just a thing outside the body. Only the various skill rewards given by the simulator are real. This is also the basis for his livelihood. If he does not want to be easily wiped out by Yao Cui Xunqiu, he must find a way to obtain it. Rewards on the simulator side to enhance itself.

It can only be said that the only gratifying thing is that in a place like Gloucester where everyone is forced to LV1, after eliminating the huge gap in everyone's strength, he is invincible!

Looking at Lancelot opposite him who slowly put on his mask again, Guinevere confidently clenched his sword and quickly put on the Endless Trial for Lancelot.

Then he was killed by Lancelot.

To be more precise, it was Lancelot who was hit straight away like a dump truck and hit his chest with a punch, shattering his heart on the spot.

Instant kill on the spot.

The people of Guinevere were completely unconfident.

What's going on, this feeling that only I can't do it?

And didn’t we agree that everyone here is LV1?Why are you so fast?

As blood spurted out from his mouth, Guinevere's strength quickly disappeared, and his body knelt forward weakly, then fell straight down like a sandbag.

"Eh? Eh?!"

When he was dying, he could even hear Lancelot's shocked and somewhat panicked voice:

"How could it be? I thought an attack of this magnitude wouldn't..."

I t...

Guinevere spurted a mouthful of old blood on the ground.

To kill is to punish one's heart, right?

I remember this hatred.

Then, the Endless Trial was launched, and time quickly went back to the time when Guinevere first faced off against Lancelot.

Then, it was still that lightning-quick strike, but this time Guinevere had already been prepared and quickly sidestepped to avoid Lancelot's attack.

However, as if completely ignoring inertia, Lancelot's body made a very fast turn in the air, killing Guinevere again.