Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

Not only Guinevere, but also Percival and the Round Table soldiers now all turned their attention to Oberon, obviously wanting to get an answer from him.

"Ugh......"

Oberon shook his head slightly, then turned around,

"You two come with me, you will know soon..."

[With doubts and confusion, you and Percival followed Oberon and dismissed other Round Table soldiers who wanted to follow. 】

[Although the soldiers were dissatisfied, they still did not follow him out of trust in Percival. 】

[Then, under Oberon’s guidance, you arrived at the Bell Ringing Hall in Londinion. 】

"Artoria is inside."

Looking in the direction of the Bell Ringing Hall, Oberon said slowly.

[However, as soon as you walked in, you heard a long sound of bells coming from the bell ringing hall. 】

[You can tell that it is the sound of the patrol bell being rung. 】

"What a smart girl...it seems like she has noticed this herself without my reminding her." Oberon murmured.

"What's the matter... doesn't anyone know the location of the sixth bell?" Percival shook his head in confusion.

"No, it's said that no one knows about it, but in fact, it's just because the sixth bell doesn't exist at all."

Oberon said slowly,

"Because the bell was destroyed in the past disasters, we naturally cannot find the bell anywhere in Britain."

"But if the bell breaks, then just make a new one... You should know how the Pilgrimage Bell was born, right?"

"You mean...using the body of the Mirror Clan leader...?" Percival's eyes widened.

"Yes," Oberon nodded. "As the descendant of Ainsel, the leader of the Mirror Clan, it is natural that Gareth's body will become a pilgrim bell... but the Mirror Clan is slightly different from us. There is something different. For them who can see the fate of themselves and all their descendants, there is no difference between this generation and the next generation. It is all their own."

"That's what fate is all about... Ainsel, who knows that the Mirror Clan will be destroyed, knows that he will not be able to protect everyone in the city until his death. No matter what, Ainsel can't Accept this fate... However, the round fortress was burned down, and the Water Bell appeared in the world... This was the fate predicted by Ainsel, or Gareth. , without her death, the pilgrimage of the Son of Prophecy would not have been possible at all——"

Just as Oberon was mid-sentence, he was hit in the face by a heavy punch from the side, and was knocked to the ground directly:

"Are you kidding! What kind of bullshit excuse is this! What the hell are you farting?!"

Guinevere, who was already furious, turned over and sat on Oberon, and punched Oberon in the face again:

"Fuck your fate! Is this the reason why you refused to save him?! If you told Percival all that, where would Gareth die!"

While roaring angrily, Guinevere punched one after another, while Oberon raised his hands to barely block Guinevere's attack and yelled:

"Do you understand what I mean?! Do you think I am willing? Do you think I am willing to watch her die? But there is no way! If she does not turn into the sixth bell, Alto Liya can't complete the tour! Britain can't be rescued at all, so I can only do this!"

"Haven't you realized yet?! If we want to defeat the disaster and save Britain, the only thing we can rely on now is to hope that Arturia will complete her tour and complete the prophecy!"

"What's the meaning......"

[After listening to Oberon's words, you felt that he seemed to be hiding something, but he had no intention of answering. 】

[At the same time, Percival on the side came to pull you away. As he held you, Oberon quickly shrank, then got on Blanca and fled from here. 】

"Guinevere...enough, enough!"

Seeing that you still had the intention of throwing the weapon in your hand, Percival hugged you tightly:

"Even if you beat Oberon to death! Gareth will never come back! That's enough! Even if Gareth is still alive, she won't want to see you like this!"

"You're not the only one who's sad! Everyone is sad! Don't go on like this!"

[After Percival dissuaded you for a long time, you gradually calmed down. 】

"...I'm sorry, I understand, just let me have some peace and quiet."

After a slight pause, Guinevere looked at Percival again and saw his red eyes. After two seconds of silence, Guinevere sighed softly:

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper... You have been with Gareth for longer, and you should be more sad, but I... I'm sorry."

After solemnly apologizing to Percival, Guinevere left the Bell Hall as if fleeing.

He knew clearly that the time he spent with the victims was far less than that of Percival and the soldiers of the Round Table Army. They were the real partners who got along day and night. In terms of emotion and reason, it was not his turn at this moment. What can I say, even if it was Gareth, Percival would naturally be far longer than him in terms of the length of time he had been with her.

Yes, no matter what, the saddest and angriest person should not have his turn.

However, for some reason, when he slowly walked among the ruins scorched by the flames, the grief that surged in his heart seemed to be no less than theirs.

In a daze, some unseen lights and shadows seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

In the light and shadow that had long since passed, he saw the same burning city, saw the same knights who were betrayed by guys who were mistaken for their companions, and saw that despicable and shameless murder.

Two thousand and four hundred years ago, the once glorious and prosperous Londinion, the city built for ideals and hopes, was also destroyed in the hands of the capricious and repeatedly betrayed goblins.

"...again."

Then, even he himself didn't realize that the anger that he didn't know where to start and that didn't belong to this time had once again filled his heart.

"Why, why, these damn goblins! Beasts! A bunch of maggots that shouldn't exist in the world! Bastards! Even though we have already given in to this point... we still have to put our ethics to the test again. Will Tynion be burned?"

"You damn beasts... do you really want to die that much?!"

[Unable to suppress the anger in your heart any longer, you quickly returned to the center of the ruins of the square and found the group of Round Table soldiers who were suppressing their grief and collecting the corpses of their companions. 】

[Your previous conversation with Oberon and Percival here has spread now. You can hear the Round Table troops whispering, and the topics they discussed include "Aurora" and "Thor". Words such as "Sbury", "traitor" and "Wind Clan". 】

[Then, you raised your arms and shouted:]

"Brothers! You must all know this, right?! All of this was done by that fucking bitch of the wind in Salisbury!"

"Destroy my home, kill my relatives and friends, this hatred is irreconcilable!"

"If you want revenge, just fucking follow me!"

"Let's go to Salisbury and chop that bitch Aurora into a pulp!"

ps: This chapter has 4500 words, plus the 2000-word update of the chapter before today, totaling 6500 words today. After excluding the usual 2500 words every day, I still owe another [-] words.

The current number of words due is:

7000/50300

Chapter 81 Kill that Aurora

[Due to the effect of skill Morning Star·B, your incitement effect has been further enhanced. 】

[The soldiers of the Round Table who were immersed in grief were awakened by you and have been collecting the corpses of relatives, friends and compatriots for a long time. The anger in their hearts has been accumulating. 】

[All the soldiers of the Round Table Army hated the lord who was in Salisbury and always showed himself in a shining manner, but was doing dark things behind his back. 】

[Under your instigation, all the soldiers joined your revenge team. 】

"Now is not the time to do this. Everyone, please calm down and don't be carried away by hatred..."

[Fearing that the soldiers trapped in anger and fanaticism would do something outrageous, Percival tried to prevent your revenge. 】

[Because you are a companion of the Children of Prophecy and the strongest warrior in Britain, the savior of Norwich, and because you once assisted in training the soldiers of the Round Table Army when you stayed in Londinion, your reputation in their hearts is extremely high. Second only to Percival. 】

[Due to the effect of skill Morning Star·B, your leadership has been improved. Coupled with the guidance of hatred, almost all the soldiers of the Round Table Army ignored Percival's dissuasion and chose to continue to follow you and carry out revenge. 】

[You begin to march towards Salisbury. 】

[Although you are very angry in your heart, your only rationality allows you to realize that the physical strength of the Round Table soldiers who marched from Oxford to Londinion, put out the fire all night, and then began to collect the corpses has reached the limit. If they march again , will completely exhaust their physical strength. 】

[You have reasonably arranged the supplies and rest of the soldiers so that their physical strength can be restored to the maximum extent. 】

[Even so, when you arrived in Salisbury a day later, the soldiers were still in poor condition. It was hatred and anger that sustained them here. 】

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Since I have eaten the military expenses that should have been used to support you all by myself, let me repay you with this bravery!"

[You ordered the Round Table troops to temporarily form an array outside the city, and then you rode alone to charge into the array. 】

[Since your physical strength has reached B, your strength appraisal has passed. 】

[You used violence to break through the east gate of Salisbury, and single-handedly killed the defenders at the east gate of Salisbury. 】

[Subsequently, you led the Round Table soldiers into Salisbury. 】

"The barbarian Guinevere, who avenged his kindness, came with Londinion's rebels to protect Lady Aurora! We cannot let this mob harm Lady Aurora!"

[When you broke through the city gate, you heard the fairies of the Wind Clan passing such news through the wind. 】

[Then, the residents and guards of Salisbury blocked your way. You noticed that most of the guards were human beings. 】

"Now that things have happened, do you still want to continue to stir up trouble and deceive others..."

[You tried to negotiate with the people in Salisbury who blocked you, but because you have no negotiation-related skills, and Aurora has been managing her reputation for a long time, the skill appraisal failed, and you failed to convince Salisbury. Bury residents and guards. 】

"For Lady Aurora!"

I only heard this sentence, and then, a throwing spear was thrown towards Guinevere, and Guinevere quickly caught it with quick eyes and hands.

[They attacked you first. 】

"You...that's all, that's all!"

Due to the exhaustion of various matters along the way, Guinevere's eyes were now bloodshot, and his rationality was now being exhausted.

"We are barbarians, right? We, the Round Table Army, have been fighting until now so that humans no longer have to be oppressed by goblins. Not only do we have to fight the goblins, but we also have to be stabbed in the back by you idiots, right?!"

"The ones who attacked Londinion in the first place must be the same beasts that you guys trusted Aurora after receiving a little favor and swung the butcher knife at their own compatriots!"

"Good! Good!! Good!!!"

At this moment, facing the group of fanatical believers who had been deceived by Aurora and had completely become her accomplices, Guinevere, who was already furious, exploded on the spot:

"You're right! I'm just a fucking barbarian executioner!"

Guinevere shouted:

"Kill me!"

Then, he took the lead and charged directly into the crowd in front. Wherever he went, blood surged and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Behind him, after seeing the gushing blood, the eyes of the Round Table Army soldiers instantly turned red and they joined the fight.

——If Percival led the Round Table Army, they would definitely not achieve this step.

Because when facing those troops who were deceived and were protecting Aurora, he would avoid fighting as much as possible, try to find a way to have peaceful dialogue, and avoid meaningless killings.

——His guns will only be pointed at those who are truly guilty.

But how could a truly guilty person like Aurora stand in front of Percival and let him kill her?

Deceive the people, deceive others, rely on your own gorgeous and gentle disguise, and deceive others as your own shield.

Therefore, no matter what, the righteous army led by Percival cannot kill Aurora.

But Guinevere doesn't think about it that much, nor does he worry about it that much.

Not because he wasn't thinking about it, or because he couldn't realize it.

However, from the beginning to the end, he knew very well that hatred is hatred, and enemies are enemies. He does not have to distinguish between enemies with ugly hearts and enemies with less ugly hearts, who are simply deceived.

With such naive thoughts, if Percival hadn't been invincible and brave, he would have died on the battlefield long ago.

War is war, and killing is killing.

Once you pick up a weapon, it means that you are prepared to fight to the death. A naive guy who doesn't even realize this is not worthy of setting foot on the battlefield.

So, there is only one answer.

"Kill me!"

In the midst of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Guinevere, whose body was already covered in blood, roared angrily.

[Although the soldiers of the Round Table Army are very tired, due to the effect of skill Morning Star·B, the attribute values ​​​​of the soldiers following you have increased, which barely makes up for the negative effects of fatigue. 】

[However, due to the huge gap in soldier quality between the Round Table Army soldiers and the Salisbury Guards, coupled with your heroic fighting, you were unstoppable along the way, tearing apart all the enemies who tried to stop you. 】

[And, as the number of enemies you kill increases, from now on, no one will stand in your way. 】

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

"Has the commotion outside stopped? Coral."

No matter how loud the shouts and shouts of killing outside soared into the sky, in the lord's bedroom of Salisbury Cathedral, Aurora still looked carefree.

"No, the situation is not optimistic. The East City Gate has been breached, and the Round Table Army has come to kill..."

In the lord's bedroom, opposite the dazzling Aurora, the pink fairy stated as calmly as possible: