Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

Chapter 58 How long have I been unconscious? ([-]-in-[-])

Beryl was soon cornered.

Originally, just dealing with the Fairy Knight Tristan was enough for him, but now he has provoked Artoria and her party. Although Oberon is unable to move due to the poison, this also makes Artoria even more worried during the battle. Ya and Gareth were furious.

Even the Hand of Disaster that was urgently needed to be dealt with has now been put aside. However, Arturia and Gareth will attack him several times from time to time to slightly reduce his recovery.All their more attacks were directed at Beria - after all, he seemed to be too capable of drawing hatred.

At this moment, Beryl is in a miserable state and covered with scars: the demon Choi imitated the demon string slash used by Tristan in the history of metahumanity, completely cutting off his arm that was missing a section, and Artoria The magic pillar scorched half of his body, and even Gareth broke several of Beryl's ribs with her giant lance...

It can only be said that he is still alive now because of the unremitting training of his body when he was a killer. On the other hand, his knowledge of potions probably also helped a lot.

Even so, if he doesn't come up with any solution, Beryl will probably hate this, right?

But it was obvious that he was not someone who would sit still and wait for death.

"Hey, hey, hey! Those two little girls from the rescue team over there, you probably don't want that moth guy over there to be poisoned to death like this."

While using his remaining arm to take out some potion from his arms, and holding it high above his head, Beryl said loudly:

"The antidote is here. Can I exchange the antidote for you to help me stop the angry Miss Spinel over there?"

"That's almost it. Who do you want to fool by coming up with a fake antidote now?"

Quickly seeing through his lies with her fairy eyes, Artoria scolded him coldly.

"Oh my, this young lady is really smart. Could it be that she has a skill similar to detecting lies - Wow! How dangerous!"

Just in the middle of speaking, Beryl hurriedly lowered his body to avoid the attack from Tristan. While dodging, he took out another bottle from his arms and begged Artoria for mercy:

"It's true this time, it's true this time! In exchange, help me block that high-maintenance young lady over there!"

"Hmph! It must be fake again, right? Who do you want to deceive now?" Gareth snorted and said angrily.

"—No, it's true this time." At this time, Artoria paused for a moment and said suddenly.

"Eh? In that case, do we really want to stop the Elf Knight as he said?" Gareth asked quickly.

"No, the antidote belongs to us anyway if we kill him."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? This kind of statement is not something that a decent savior can say at all, right? Anyway, as far as I know, the little savior girl from Chaldea can't say such a thing! "Hearing this, Beryl screamed miserably.

"I've never heard of it. Who is that? Does it have anything to do with me?" Arturia said nonchalantly.

"Hmph! Yes, it's a wise choice, common people!" Tristan said happily.

"Tsk - if that's the case, what about this?"

Saying this, Beryl suddenly threw the antidote in his hand in a certain direction.

"!" Artoria's eyes widened, "Gareth, catch it quickly!"

And before she shouted those words, Gareth had already rushed out.

At the same time, when he confirmed that Artoria and Gareth's attention was all attracted by the antidote, Belial took out another bottle of medicine from his arms and slammed it down at his feet. .

"Stop me!"

Realizing what he wanted to do, Yao Cui was so anxious that he quickly swung out a few more magic arrows and opened a few more holes in Beryl's body. But even so, his action was successful, and the potion bottle was on the ground. It shattered and instantly created a large amount of thick and deep mist that could not be penetrated by light, encompassing itself and the large area around him, even Artoria and Tristan in the distance. No exception, he was soon swallowed up by the thick fog.

Fortunately, the thick fog itself is not toxic, it just makes people want to cough, and it can block everyone's magic detection. This provides Beryl with a good escape environment, and because of the thick fog and The residential areas of Norwich were connected in the distance, which made him quickly get into them and use the complex terrain to escape quickly.

Although Yao Cui tried to chase him again, Beryl did not leave any trace. Yao Cui only pursued him for two steps before being forced to give up:

"Damn, bastard, bastard, bastard!"

Looking at the demon Cui who was stamping her feet vigorously and cursing Beryl in a language that still needed to be strengthened in aggression, Artoria and Gareth looked at each other and handed the antidote to Oberon. , while continuing to suppress the hand of disaster, while guarding against Yao Cui.

"Oh, I almost forgot that you are here. You have been staring at this place. Do you have any opinions? Common people."

Noticing their gazes, Yao Cui turned around and said coldly.

"——" Gareth glanced at Artoria and just silently resisted the evil hand without saying a word.

"I said, since that annoying guy has been driven away, why don't you come over to help?" Artoria said suddenly.

"Eh? Is that okay? This is obviously your contribution -" Just after saying a few words, Yao Cui immediately realized that what he said seemed to be a little timid. He quickly covered his mouth with both hands and changed his words:

"No, I mean, how dare you say such things to me? Do you know who I am?" OK

"How could you not know that you are the daughter of Queen Morgan, the Fairy Knight Tristan, and the heir to the Fairy Kingdom, right?" Artoria said without thinking.

"Oh, good, it turns out you know, in that case——"

"——In this case, shouldn't you come to help?" Artoria directly interrupted Yao Cui's next words, "As a ruler, it should be a matter of course to protect your people and territory, right?"

"Ah, yes, yes..."

Unknowingly, Yao Cui seemed to be suppressed by Artoria's momentum. Yao Cui subconsciously responded a few words, and then immediately changed his words,

"——Ah, no, I mean, although you are just a commoner, you still dare to say it. Well, okay, I will accept your advice for the time being."

"Isn't that guy tired of talking like this?" Gareth asked Artoria in a low voice.

"Leave her alone, she doesn't look smart anyway. Anyway, just be willing to come and help." Arturia also whispered to Gareth.

"Hey! Those two whisperers over there! I can hear you!"

Hearing the slightly angry voice behind them, Gareth and Artoria quickly turned their heads and pretended that nothing happened.

Although a lot of time was wasted on Beryl, the Hand of Disaster's condition has recovered a bit, but with the addition of Yao Cui, Artoria and the others quickly regained the upper hand. Once again, the remains of the Hand of Disaster were firmly suppressed.

[After an arduous battle, you and the Elf Knight Tristan defeated this disaster together. 】

[You have completed an important crusade mission, and the evaluation of this simulation has been improved. You will have a higher probability of obtaining higher-quality rewards in the settlement. 】

"Okay! I can't believe we actually won!" When the dark shadow fell precariously and turned into a plume of dust and smoke, Gareth was the first to jump up and cheered happily.

"Well, it is indeed a very rare victory, and we have not reduced our numbers. We even protected Norwich, which was originally going to be destroyed in the fable. It's amazing, it's amazing! You deserve to be applauded."

Oberon clapped his hands gently and smiled tiredly.

"Oberon? Are you okay?!" Seeing that Oberon had basically returned to normal, Gareth was surprised and happy. Even Arturia on the side had a smile on her face, but This smile disappeared when she saw Guinevere beside her who had not yet regained consciousness.

Unlike Gareth who was still immersed in the joy of defeating the disaster, Arturia immediately returned to Guinevere after the battle and tried to use healing magic to heal Guinevere's scarred body. The body was healed, and the mist in her eyes became thicker.

"...Guinevere has really sacrificed a lot in this battle. We can't continue to be immersed in joy. We must first find a way to heal Guinevere's injuries." Ao Beiron cleared his throat and said, "But before that, there is one more thing."

Saying this, he turned his attention to Yao Cui again:

"Then, Fairy Knight Tristan, thank you for assisting us in this battle. Thanks to you, we were able to win without any danger. Thank you very much."

"Hmph, I don't have anything to thank you for. Although this is my first time trying to join forces with others, I don't feel too bad. As far as common people are concerned, you have done quite well. I guess you can give me some praise."

This time, Tristan's mood was not as agitated as before. She had already adjusted her state early and restored her usual arrogant and mean tone.

Although the tone would make most people very unhappy, Oberon was not affected by it at all and still said with that flawless smile on his face:

"It's really surprising. I thought that as the Queen's legitimate heir, you would be hostile to the Son of Prophecy. Now it seems that I am being narrow-minded. Can I understand that you are willing to support us? "

"Supporting you? Supporting this fake? It's really ridiculous. Make no mistake."

Tristan sneered:

"It's just a boring sideshow. It's also a way to protect the safety of my own property. How can I support this guy who brazenly claims to be the savior of Britain? It's already a great kindness for me not to kill you immediately. Okay, don’t push yourself too far... However, I would like to praise you for being able to clearly understand that I am the Queen’s legitimate heir.”

"This guy is too stinky...can I scold her?" Hearing this, Gareth put his head next to Artoria and whispered in a low voice.

"Shh, she can hear it." Artoria put her index finger in front of her mouth.

Glancing at the two people who were whispering aside, Fairy Tristan turned his attention to Oberon again:

"Oh, but you are right. You should really thank me. Since you want to thank me, you have to show some sincerity, right? As a lord, I have protected my people, so my people owe me A grateful tribute is also a reasonable thing.”

"This..." Oberon's voice was slightly longer, but the expression on his face still showed no flaws. He just asked carefully:

"Then, I wonder what kind of tribute you want, sir?"

"It's not too demanding. Considering that you are just a bunch of low-level goblins who came out of the backwoods, I won't ask you for things like motorcycles that you can't even afford. You will just accept this man as a tribute to me." Come up."

As he spoke, Fairy Tristan raised his hand and pointed at Guinevere not far away:

"I feel like he's quite interesting for the time being. It would be nice to use it as a boring pastime after dinner."

"That's it! Give you some sunshine and you'll shine, right? Stop rubbing your nose and face!"

Hearing her words, Artoria suddenly became furious.

"Hey, hey! Artoria, calm down, calm down! We don't need to be enemies with her here. We just went through a big battle and everyone is in a bad state. We can't beat her now!" Oberon! He immediately became anxious and winked at Artoria, but was ignored by her:

"You want to rob a man, right? Okay! Come here and see if I can use my cane. You're done!"

"——It's over." Oberon covered his face in despair. He seemed to have seen the scene where the team was wiped out by the goblin Tristan.

However, Goblin Tristan, the goblin knight in Britain who is famous for his violence and murder, this time his reaction was far beyond his expectation:

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't take advantage of you. Just give me a few days to recuperate. After I recover from my injuries, come back and have a fair duel with me to decide who this man belongs to."

Having said that, Fairy Tristan nodded gently to Artoria:

"Looking forward to your performance, son of prophecy."

After saying that, she turned around and strode away.

"...Is he really the Fairy Knight Tristan? The Tristan who set up the National Killing Theater in his territory? The Tristan who became famous in Britain for his notoriety? Is there something wrong?" Obe Long scratched his head in confusion.

The one who was even more confused than him was Guinevere in real life. After the Skyfire was unsheathed, the screen went black because his character fainted.

And when his character finally regained consciousness, the first thing that caught his eye was this passage:

[The Fairy Knight Tristan will duel with Artoria, the child of the prophecy, today to decide who you belong to. 】

"Ah? What's the situation?"

Guinevere opened his mouth wide:

“How many versions have I missed?”

Chapter 59 He Oberon knows how to invest! ([-]-in-[-])

[Because of saving Norwich together with you, the reputation of Fairy Knight Tristan in Norwich has greatly improved. 】

[And the sword you used to stand up and save Norwich in times of crisis made you the savior in the eyes of all Norwich residents. 】

[Your reputation in Britain has been greatly improved, and your reputation in Norwich has reached the upper limit. 】

[No matter where you go, you will be surrounded by a large number of residents, and your ears will be filled with cheers and praises.You can feel that a large number of people are looking at you with gratitude and admiration. 】

[In such a situation, even if you just move to the ring, it is already difficult to move, and you have no choice but to make a simple disguise before you can go. 】

After roughly understanding what happened from Oberon, Guinevere followed them to the ring in Norwich with a confused look on his face, and then saw the two beautiful girls on the ring who were waiting for him.

Arturia didn't mention it anymore, she still looked like her usual blue dress, with a bit of girlish liveliness in addition to being serious.

But it is worth mentioning that during this duel, the fairy knight Tristan put on a completely different costume.

Well, after all, it is a highly revealing outfit, which is worth mentioning.

The clothing, which was comparable to the coverage of a bikini, exposed a large area of ​​Fairy Tristan's pale skin. Apart from covering important parts, the only clothing on her body was two leg rings and one that looked like a restraint. She usually wears a leather collar on her collarbone, two jet black leather gloves covering her hands, and a nun-like headdress with a large piece of fabric that she wears behind her head.Overall, it has a strong sense of SM and blasphemy.

If it weren't for the fear of some kind of powerful force that exists in the dark, Guinevere would have written a [-]-word review here.

For a moment, he even wanted to cheer for the opponent...but this thought was quickly dismissed by his own slap.

Stop it, stop it, Guinevere, the word "sex" has a knife on your head, this bitch really wants your life, think about how she cursed you last time, this time she is still lingering. She wants to take you away. If you can fall into her hands, will you still be alive?

[At the beginning of the duel, relying on the basic value of winning in all aspects, Fairy Knight Tristan quickly gained the upper hand. 】

[Seeing this, you cheered for Artoria loudly in the audience. 】

[Your support boosted Artoria’s fighting spirit, but also dampened the fighting spirit of Fairy Knight Tristan. 】

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Although I don’t know why just a little bit of simple support can interfere with the state of the goblin Tristan, but anyway, since the other party has shown a glass heart, then Guinevere will naturally pursue the victory. As the saying goes, beating people is enough. A slap in the face, a stone's throw from a well.He worked harder to support Artoria, and at the same time, he did not forget to mock the elf knight Tristan who was standing opposite.

[The hatred value of Goblin Tristan towards you has increased. 】

In reality, Guinevere shrank his head subconsciously, feeling a little cold at the back of his head.

He now began to reflect on whether he should find a way not to offend the goblin Tristan too much, so that if he was really caught later, his death would not be too ugly.

[With your support, Artoria gradually regained her disadvantage bit by bit, and the azure magic light pillar gradually suppressed the purple-red magic arrows. 】

[You cheered loudly for Artoria in the audience, which also attracted the hateful gaze of the elf Tristan. 】

"Really, this person is too small-minded. I admit that it was my mistake to mock you before, but now I just call my wife hello, how come your hatred towards me has increased? It's really not at all I can't afford it." Guinevere complained in a low voice.