Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

"Artoria? What are you doing?"

"Eh, eh?"

Discovering that Guinevere suddenly left and returned, Artoria couldn't help but panic. She quickly turned her head away, reached out to wipe away the sad tears from the corners of her eyes, then took a deep breath and tried to adjust her emotions, and then cautiously He turned around and said:

"You..." However, as soon as she uttered the first word, she realized that there was a hint of crying in her voice. She coughed twice and interrupted, and then said:

"How did you come?"

"Well, that's why."

Although he instinctively felt that Artoria's voice was a little strange, this only made Guinevere more and more certain that Artoria must have been frozen, and he directly put the blanket in his hand over Artoria. On Ya’s body:

"Idiot, this is the northernmost point in Britain. It's very cold at night. Are you afraid of freezing yourself if you run here alone and get cold?"

"Ah, oh...oh!"

Artoria responded in a daze, and then saw Guinevere directly covering herself with a blanket, and couldn't help but feel a little at a loss. After making several incomprehensible sounds in a row, she looked like Like a kitten that had done something wrong, he lowered his head slightly.

Even so, when Guinevere arranged the blankets for her, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

At the same time, her hand wrapped in the blanket subconsciously touched the blanket at the collar, trying to reach out and wrap it tighter, but her stretched out hand happened to touch Guinevere's hand.

She thought her hand would be retracted like an electric shock, but some of her memories that should have been sealed in her mind emerged and did not belong to this world. The life memories of that ordinary village woman were more or less... It affected her a little.

She subconsciously held the hand, and then pulled it into the blanket.

When she realized what she had just done, she subconsciously raised her head, only to see Guinevere who raised his head in surprise.

"...You, you ran all the way here holding this, your hands... your hands must be very cold,"

Arturia turned her head away in a panic, and hesitantly made up an excuse:

"So... why don't you put your hand in and warm it up."

Guinevere was stunned.

After thinking about it, he still followed Artoria's guidance, carefully put his hand in, and then placed it on... um, her thigh under Artoria's guidance?

Although there was a blanket blocking his sight, Guinevere could not see anything, but the smooth and soft touch conveyed by his fingertips...

Thinking of this, Guinevere's fingers subconsciously moved a little.

That's right, although he has no experience in touching stockings...but he still knows how to eliminate them. Anyway, this feel is definitely not made of ordinary fabric, it can only be stockings!

Ah... In that case, does his behavior seem a bit like sexual harassment?

Then, he saw Arturia's pretty face blushing slightly, and she cursed softly:

"Fool."

His hand immediately became at ease.

However, when he glanced at Artoria's expression, he saw that although she was facing him, the focus of her eyes was obviously not on him, as if she had already transcended him in front of her and diverged towards an unknown distance.

This...she was acting like this because she wanted to tell herself that although there was such a little physical contact between them, her heart was not with him, so she acted indifferently and thought Do you want him not to think too much?

Thinking of this, the fire in Guinevere's heart was immediately extinguished, and he just lowered his head slightly, speechless for a moment.

As for Artoria on the other side, her mind is about to explode.

What's going on, what are you doing, what on earth were you talking about just now, Artoria!

Artoria wailed in her heart, and even her eyes were about to turn into circles of mosquito coils, which was directly reflected in her increasingly distracted gaze.

Wuwuwu, what nonsense was I talking about just now? I just rejected Guinevere's confession, and now I let him put his hand into my blanket. How come I feel like some wanton and bad woman!

What should I do now? What should I do now? Let him just stretch out his hand like this. But won’t it be too abrupt? But we can’t just sit here like this. Oops, it’s so embarrassing. Why did things develop like this? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah I How on earth did things get like this...

Just when Artoria's central processor was about to burn out and her upper body was gradually crumbling, Guinevere tried to analyze the situation for three seconds and found that it seemed impossible to analyze it at all. gave up thinking.

Then he went straight up again:

"So, I can understand that although you rejected my confession,... our relationship is still the same as before, right?"

"--kindness."

She didn't hear what Guinevere said at all, but subconsciously felt that following his words might help her get out of the current predicament. Arturia responded without thinking.

"Then...can I understand that you don't hate me for rejecting my confession, but you just think it's not the right time for us to fall in love now?"

Ah, ah, what was he talking about just now? Anyway, at first glance, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything wrong with it, so why don’t you just nod and deal with it——

"--kindness."

"Indeed, now that Britain is still in dire straits, it is not appropriate for our savior team to still be here loving each other...Then, when we get rid of the disaster, can I confess to you again?"

At this point, Artoria, who had completely given up thinking, nodded subconsciously:

"--kindness."

"Okay! I completely understand what you mean!"

Guinevere suddenly stood up and withdrew his hand from the blanket:

"In this case, I am not confused at all. Let us work together to eliminate the disaster! Artoria."

"When this is all over, let's get married."

"--Yeah?"

Catching some strange keyword, Artoria's central processor suddenly restarted.

Then, facing Guinevere who was getting excited again, Artoria.exe stopped running again.

So, why did things develop like this?

Really.

In this way, wouldn't all my hard work be in vain?

Artoria thought happily.

Arturia thought sadly.

In the end, she had no choice but to lower her head and said softly:

"Guinevere is a fool."

ps: The update is here, 6k3 words in three chapters...

How should I put it? Although when I first wrote this chapter, I wrote it with the idea of ​​​​adding updates on August 8th, but because of my poor condition, the coding speed was too slow, and I was too sleepy. I was unconscious for a few more hours, and when I finally finished writing, more than half of the 13th had passed.

Then... this chapter can be considered a normal update of NO.14. In addition to the standard 2 words per day, the extra 3 words still need to be updated.

Then, count the number of words that are owed so far.

(Except for today, all screenshots were taken the next day, making it easier to directly count all rewards throughout the day.)

The various data of 8.12 are 123 monthly tickets, 988 cat biscuit rewards, 4271 blades... Although it sounds like a lot, it's a pity that 4200 blades were made by myself and are not included in the reward, so in fact It's 71 blades

8.13的各项数据是65月票600猫饼干打赏518刀片，我自己打了500刀片，所以是18刀片。

然后今天截止目前为止的数据是26月票100猫饼干打赏610刀片，其中我自己打了500刀，所以是110刀片。

So, excluding the blades I made myself, the data for the past few days so far is 214 monthly votes, 1688 cat biscuits, 199 blades, a total of 429.88 units, which is 430 units, which is equivalent to 8600 words owed, plus the previous 41700 words, I A total of 50300 words are owed.

So, I feel that the number of words I owe is almost over, so I’ll close the bounty for the time being. There are still 2 words in this chapter that I owe, and the current number of words I owe is 3/4500. It is expected to be paid off within a month, and then I will consider opening a new bounty.

Chapter 78 Murien

[After a night’s rest, you returned to Edinburgh at noon the next day. 】

[At this moment, Noknale has completed the mobilization of the army. After you asked her, you learned that Oberon had returned to Londinion. 】

[Due to the death of Woodworth, the leader of the Fang Clan, and the heavy casualties suffered by the Oxford army's elite, they are now completely unqualified to withstand your troops. It is expected that as soon as your army reaches Oxford, they will surrender immediately. 】

[It’s just that the real opponent in front of you now is the beast Calamity Bagster who is getting stronger day by day. 】

[Although the Gloucester it attacked was already an empty city, the Fang Clan army it devoured outside Gloucester had further enhanced its strength. 】

[You met Murien, the leader of the Winged Clan who fled from Gloucester in Edinburgh. Up to now, she has sworn allegiance to Nocnare in exchange for Nocnare's protection. 】

[It’s just that when you saw her at her place of residence, she seemed to be very emotionally unstable and was throwing things while getting angry. 】

"Are you kidding? That bastard Woodworth, damn, beast, bastard, what on earth did he mean? He thought he could get my forgiveness by performing such a pretentious performance before he died?"

"Bastard, bastard, bastard! Damn bastard! Why do I have to be favored by the next generation of that devil Reinecke? If the Fang Clan, if such an ugly race really had a conscience, what would they have done? Why? Were you unwilling to let go of my compatriots?"

"What a joke, what a joke!"

"...Ah, how pitiful you are. Murien is alone. The reasons for your hard work have been trampled on, so you are starting to become hysterical?"

Looking at Murien who could no longer find any sense of fashion and elegance, Noknare sighed softly:

"Oh, you may not know it yet. One thousand and two hundred years ago, Murien's Winged Clan was massacred by the Fang Clan at that time. Today's Oxford Territory was actually once the city of the Winged Clan."

"After all the tribesmen died, Murien began planning a revenge plan that lasted for 200 years. She did not tell me the specific content. I just roughly guessed from the few words she said when I talked to her before that she should Something was prepared in that city that would allow her to wipe out all the Fang Clan that entered it in one fell swoop.”

"It's just that if Woodworth, the leader of the Fang Clan, is still alive, she will never find a chance to let all the Fang Clan enter her city, so she has always regarded Woodworth as a thorn in her side. .”

"...I see, I see."

[You suddenly understand why Murien wanted to support you in exchange for Woodworth's death. 】

"Yes, the arrival of the Black Dog also allowed her to operate for a thousand and two hundred years, and the trump card she used to destroy the Fang Clan was completely destroyed... It would be better if that was all."

"But before that, the Fang Clan had fought so hard to protect her city. Even her life was saved by Woodworth... She must be very unhappy. If you are willing to be saved by a sworn enemy, you will naturally be at a loss and not know what to do."

Having said this, Nokenalei sighed quietly and said again:

"It seems that Miss Murien's current condition is not suitable for meeting guests. Let's leave first."

[Realizing that her current state does not seem suitable for meeting, you silently left her residence before Murien discovered you. 】

[Then, you returned to the Great Cathedral in Edinburgh and started a tactical meeting. 】

[Graeme believes that ordinary fairies will have no effect at all against Bagster. Only fairies of the Great Fairy level can survive in Bagster's domain. Ordinary fairies will soon be drained of their magic power and energy. Vitality will not be of any help to the battle situation and will only have a negative effect. 】

[Graeme proposed to use an elite team to try to defeat Bagster. 】

But, with the current size of the Salvation Team, can it really defeat Bagster?

"No, that's wrong, Bagster...that [Disaster Dog] is not that easy to defeat."

[In the middle of your battle meeting, Murien joined your discussions. 】

"The elite team... no matter how elite it is, can it be stronger than Woodworth, the previous generation of fairy warriors?"

At this moment, Murien appeared in front of everyone. Although her face was still full of haggard and no longer as cheerful as before, her eyes had regained their rational brilliance at this moment.

"Murray, you still need to rest..."

Nokenale also wanted to persuade Murien to take a good rest, but Murien refused without hesitation:

"Please don't worry about me. Don't worry. Although I was saved by an sworn enemy, it really hit me hard. But because of this, it is even more necessary for me to play my role - for the time being, I am carrying the clan on my back. No matter what, I cannot lose the title of the wise man to that guy who is the brave man of the clan."

"In the battle where Woodworth died, I watched the whole process as a familiar outside the city. Therefore, I think my analysis can still be helpful to you in your crusade against Bagster."

Having said this, Murien showed a rather haggard smile to everyone, and then continued:

"Don't underestimate Bagster. If you want to deal with that monster, you need to be more prepared than you think."

"Those fairies who failed to escape were filled with strong desires in their hearts, and were so strong that they covered their eyes because of it. They were turned into black dogs by her domain. As its followers, they continued to hunt around it, hunting all it. enemy."

"It would be fine if it were just a group of black dogs. The combat power of the goblin knights is enough to suppress them. However, Beryl, that despicable beast, improved the curse of Morse, and the humans who suffered the curse were killed by the black dogs. Kill them, and then the curse will spread to the black dogs, and those who kill those black dogs will be forced to bear the curse."

"That curse is not something that a guy can easily withstand due to his strength. Especially after the curse is superimposed, even the strongest brave man will be tortured beyond recognition."

"How is it possible to defeat Bagster while being hunted by such a pack of black dogs?"

"The army is necessary. Someone must help you deal with the black dogs. In other words, there must be fairies to bear the curse on your behalf."

"Of course ordinary fairies can't do it. They have to be fairies that are sufficiently resistant to the curse of Morse. Fortunately, both Noknare's giant troops and the Sword of Britain have been active in fighting against Morse. The Fang Clan on the front lines of Sri Lanka have sufficient tolerance. However, the curse of one or two people can be completely withstood, and they will only receive mild Morse symptoms afterwards, and Nokna Lei can provide treatment at this time, right?"

"These words are correct," Nokenale nodded lightly, "However, the gap in numbers is too big. The Fang Clan suffered heavy casualties in the previous battle against the Beast Disaster, and my Giant The troops are actually a small number of elite troops, and if you want to compete with the Black Dogs on a one-to-one ratio, the number is far from enough."

"It doesn't matter, I have already guessed this. I have already studied the Morse curse on those black dogs that was modified by Belial before I came here, because it is still Morse in nature. Poison, therefore, except for the Fang Clan and your giant goblin army, other goblins could not come into contact with those cursed black dogs at that time."

"However, this is not a problem. If human soldiers come, although the Morse poison will be infected by humans, if three people share the curse equally, they will not be able to do it in a short time. Those who will be directly infected into Morse zombies can also be suppressed and cured through timely treatment measures."

"However, as long as you step into Bagster's domain, the magic and vitality of the soldiers will be forcibly extracted by its magic absorption domain, right? How do you plan to solve this problem?" Nokenale said.

"Yes, but in that case, wouldn't it be fine as long as you don't go in?" Murien shook his head and said, "I have noticed before that Bagst's magic absorption area has a radius of about 1km, but those around it The range of black dog packs extends far beyond that.”

"In this case, as long as we let the troops meet the enemy outside the domain of the Beast's Calamity, let Nokenale's giant troops throw weapons to provoke the black dogs. The black dogs around it will actively surround it. , as long as each soldier can resist the curse within the tolerance range, and then retreat immediately, we can completely consume all the black dogs by force."