Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

"——" Noknare's eyes widened in surprise.

"Then let me see the day when you invade the history of pan-humanity," Guinevere said with a smile, "To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to it."

"...You are really a strange guy."

Noknare looked at Guinevere in surprise and said with some confusion.

"After all, I don't hate your city."

Guinevere looked at the city behind him again:

“Who could hate a city where everyone works together toward a goal and is rewarded accordingly?”

"You people in the history of pan-humanity are really hard to understand."

Nokenale shook her head, suddenly withdrew her hand from the battlement, turned and walked away:

"Okay, the relaxation is over, it's almost time to go back to work."

Looking at her back, Guinevere thought for a while and said:

"But it's a pity that with the current strength of the Northern Fairy, it's still too much of a dream to fight all the way to my hometown. I'm still very confident in the strength of my hometown."

"Huh? Are all you guys from Pan-Human History like this? You are really arrogant to the point of making people angry, so just wait and see!"

Noknare turned around and rolled her eyes at Guinevere, saying unconvinced.

"Ha, wait and see."

Guinevere chuckled.

...........................

[After saying goodbye to Guinevere, you returned to your kitchen and continued working. 】

[It’s just that because you were very concerned about the conversation just now, you asked your subordinates to eavesdrop on the conversation between Guinevere and Artoria, hoping to know Guinevere’s evaluation of you. 】

[According to reports from your subordinates, Guinevere said that you seem to be a somewhat moody person. 】

After hearing that answer, there was a "bang", Noknare's vision went dark, and her head hit the table directly:

"Why are you so moody!"

Chapter 67 The Chocolate Murder Case (6k!)

When Guinevere went back, he found that Arturia did not continue to make chocolates, but was waiting for him seriously.

"What's going on? Artoria? What happened? Why did you stop?"

Guinevere asked in confusion, but saw Artoria looking at him aggrievedly:

"What did you and Noknare talk about when they went out?"

"There's nothing to talk about? She's just quite interested in the outside world. I had a brief chat with her..."

"You even told her that you came from the outside world? It's obvious that your impersonation this time... is wrong, you haven't even told me yet!" Artoria jumped up immediately.

"...Ah this."

Guinevere patted his head lightly. Because he had confessed to Artoria in the last simulation, he had completely forgotten about it this week.

Fortunately, he quickly found an excuse:

"But I didn't take the initiative to tell her. She guessed it herself. I just thought it would be exposed anyway, so I told her... It's better to say when did you start coming from the outside world? of?"

Finally, he kicked the ball back.

"This..." Artoria was speechless for a moment, but she quickly thought of an explanation, "Noknare can guess it! So my guess is reasonable, right?! But you didn't follow me. I told you what the outside world is like! How could I tell her first!"

"But you never asked me?" Guinevere said, spreading his hands.

"..." Artoria was silent.

Although but...that seems to be the case.

If you continue to ask about this matter, it would be a bit unreasonable.

After Artoria thought for half a second, she still felt that she was still not good at doing these twists and turns, so she thought about it and decided to be simple and rude and asked directly:

"Guinevere, you just got along with Noknare, what kind of person do you think she is?"

"Hmm... I feel like maybe it's because she's the queen? She seems a little moody, switching between happy and angry without warning. It's hard to predict, but she speaks quite well. Funny, good at telling jokes.”

Guinevere thought for a while and replied.

Moody, unpredictable, and good at joking...it's strange, is this an evaluation of Noknare?Why does it sound more like a review of some weird funny character?

Without thinking much about this aspect, Artoria asked again:

"Then, do you think there's anything special about her...that is, do you have any special feelings for her?"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Guinevere was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly. He raised his hand again and flicked Artoria's little head:

"What are you thinking about? Of course not. Aren't we competitors?"

"Then what about you?"

"—"

What a fierce straight ball. Guinevere was caught off guard and stunned by the blow:

"...Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

However, for some reason, Artoria looked at him blankly for a few times and then suddenly smiled stupidly:

"...Hey."

Guinevere didn't need to answer. The elf's eyes had already seen the true answer in his heart at this moment, and because she read that answer, an uncontrollable smile began to spread on her face.

That idiot Noknare, what else do you want to do to win her?

"Hey, what the hell is this?!"

Guinevere couldn't help but complain a few words, but seeing that Artoria's mouth was almost crooked with a smile, and she obviously didn't mean to answer him, Guinevere shook her head helplessly, stretched out her hand and pinched Artoria's face.

Well, it's small, soft, like petting a cat, and feels great in the hand.

"Okay, stop giggling and make chocolates quickly." Guinevere reached out and grabbed Artoria's small shoulders, forced her body to twist, and then pushed her towards the table:

"You obviously agreed that I would help you hold Noknare while you were sneaking away here. Why do you feel like you haven't made much progress here? Come on, come on! Work for me. If you don't work well, I have to go to Noknare’s chocolate factory to work after tomorrow.”

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Artoria shuddered, and then quickly cheered up:

"Don't worry! Leave Guinevere's happiness to me for the rest of his life!"

Artoria's bright eyes were fixed on Guinevere, and her two restless little hands were waving like they were pounding garlic:

"I will definitely let Guinevere live a life of abundant food and clothing without having to work after successfully saving the world. He only needs to lie in bed and sleep every day and have enough food and clothing! Wait for me!"

"What are you talking about...forget it, that's fine."

Looking at the energetic Arturia, Guinevere shook his head helplessly:

"Then I'll wait with great anticipation."

"Great!"

.............................

However, while a new round of work was in full swing in the kitchen, a certain figure stopped outside their house.

"This is not okay, Artoria."

"Really, there is a limit to cheating with fairy eyes."

After a long time, the figure whispered.

.............................

[You have prepared chocolates all night. Having said that, since you are not good at making snacks, you are more of a deputy to Artoria in the preparations, leaving all the specific control to Artoria. 】

[For some reason, you always have a vague sense of foreboding, but you still choose to believe in Artoria. 】

[At noon on the second day, in the Edinburgh Cathedral, the final stage of the Valentine’s Day Mab Contest officially opened.It can be seen that the venue has been filled with mountains of various ingredients in advance. 】

[With the appearance of you and Nokenalei, your chocolate is officially exposed to everyone. 】

[Although Artoria's cooking skills are already very good, they are still somewhat overshadowed by the huge statue-like chocolate that Nokenale prepared. 】

"Please pay attention to Moon Kitchen. Lady Noknare's movements are unhurried and her hand on the whip has not slackened. This movement trajectory is perfect."

"When I went to the kitchen early in the morning to disturb her, Lady Noknare once made a bold statement. She said, 'What I make is not a hobby product, but a masterpiece that is like art and can make people fascinated.'"

"I see, it's no wonder it's shaped like this. It's a pity that the audience sitting on the first and second floor seats can't watch it. If you want to see the actions of the players in the field, please buy the infield seats at ten times the price next time~☆"

Listening to the explanation of the referee demon Kallen, Guinevere was thoughtful.

"There are actually so many spectators...I have never heard of this before, but it's normal. It's a competition after all. I can't understand it. Artoria, you should be fine——"

Saying this, Guinevere looked at Artoria, but saw a scene that shocked him with a black line.

At the same time, the commentator and referee Demon Kallen also turned his attention here:

"Next, let's take a look at the wonderful performance of Lady Artoria, the Child of Prophecy, and the Sword Master stationed in Britain in the Star Kitchen - is she stupid?!"

But soon, she realized her gaffe, and quickly cleared her throat again:

"...Ahem, sorry, this may be a groundbreaking new way of making chocolate in a sense. Please continue to appreciate it..."

"Speaking of which, let's run before it's too late."

In the seats on the second floor outside the stadium, Oberon turned his head and said to his companions.

Although he couldn't see what happened on the field at all, but just listening to the commentary, he could roughly guess what happened next.

After all, he knew very well the ability of the apprentice he brought out.

"Well, that's not good." Percival said hesitantly, "After all, it's not the last moment yet, and the outcome has not yet been determined."

"No, you don't understand."

For some reason, Oberon's expression at this moment was so incomprehensible, and Percival and Redela only instinctively felt the fear buried underneath:

"If we don't leave now, it will really be too late."

But unfortunately, they left too late.

"Okay! That's it! Cooking~End~☆ Please submit your works from both contestants!"

[With the announcement from the referee Demon Kallen, chocolate making has officially stopped. 】

[Nokenale first submitted her own work - a nineteen-story chocolate-shaped Edinburgh city reproduced with special paint. 】

"As expected of Lady Noknare, a masterpiece of majesty and magnificence, superb skills, and a combination of luxury and extravagance! It can be said to be the expression of the queen's style."

"It is simply a masterpiece created to defeat a love rival, but if you actually receive it, it must be very heavy (in every sense), right?"

After a visual inspection of the weight of the chocolate, even Demon Kallen began to sweat uncontrollably on her forehead.

However, Noknare did not notice this. She just nodded quite complacently:

"Oh, although it is true, there is no need to praise me so blatantly. Aiken also helped me a lot this time. It is thanks to the excellent assistants that I was able to win."

When she said these words, she was still unable to suppress her joyful mood, and the uncontrollable magic power turned into a heart-shaped pattern and spread out from behind her.

"Okay, thank you for your thoughts! Then there is the Star Kitchen, Artoria-sama's work..."

Great, sent.

After looking at the exaggerated chocolate castle on Nokenale's side, Guinevere looked at the simple heart-shaped chocolate cake that Arturia put out with an uneasy look on her face, and had to start thinking about using force. The feasibility of convincing Noknare.

"...Fortunately, the goblins did not confiscate my weapons. Although I don't have the blessing of the flame sword of Skyfire, with my current attributes and the combat effectiveness of the Supreme Art, I can directly force a breakthrough to Nokna What Lei said on his face...it can be done, and some can be beaten!"

Just when Guinevere was already looking for an opportunity to lift the table and take action, he suddenly found that all the goblins were looking at him in surprise.

"how can that be?"

"what happened......"

"what is this......"

And their reaction made Guinevere confused.

what happened?Haven't I started yet?Could it be that I was exposed somewhere?